He Kicked Me Off Stage for Being Fat

A gorgeous transfer student joined our class today, and she had the exact same name as me.

Our dance teacher sighed. "We have two Chloes now. How should we tell you apart?"

Zach, my childhood friend, was the first to raise his hand.

He smirked, his voice dripping with malice.

"Easy, Ms. Gable. The new one is 'Skinny Chloe.' The old one can be 'Fat Chloe.'"

"By the way, Ms. Gable, I can't even lift 'Fat Chloe' anymore. Can I get a new partner?"

The whole room burst into laughter.

My face burned as I clutched the fabric of my leotard.