Hi guys! I wrote this spontaneously and was still a little iffy about it, but decided to post it anyway. It's sadly based on a true story about this girl who really is 175 lbs who challenged herself to lose weight in 200 days. Hope you enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: The characters don't belong to me but the story does.

Ch. 1

She started out the day, same as usual; pulling on black sweats under her extra large, striped skirt, then biting into a chip. She'd sling her blazer on, hearing a slight ripping noise then popped another chip in her mouth. Her amber, shoulder length hair was unkept, showing greasiness. She inserted a rainbow headband in her hair and added a variety of colored bracelets on her wrists with matching necklaces of course. As she looked in the mirror, she ignored the fact that her belly protruded as much as a five month pregnant woman, maybe even more. The white buttons on her blouse were close to exploding off her shirt.

She posed, hands on hips, and smiled in the mirror even though her arm flab jiggled like jelly. Her smile made her double chin even more noticeable. Was that...Was that a mustache growing on her upper lip? Ew.

"Perfect." she said, spinning in a circle. Her back faced the mirror for a second revealing she had rolls and love handles like no other. Mikan Sakura. She was the sixteen year old girl who currently weighed 175 lbs. Nonetheless, she didn't care about how she looked and pounced on life through sheer integrity.

;p

Walking along the sidewalk next to the green grass and river, many people stared at her. Some were disgusted, some were shocked, some were even amused. Mikan just hummed to herself as she walked pass the crowd seemingly oblivious to the scorn she was getting. "Hotaru!" she yelled as spotted the raven hair girl up ahead.

As she skipped to her slender friend, the raven haired girl with deep purple, stoic eyes turned around. The acknowledgment made Mikan even more excited leading her to glomp the latter. "Get off." Hotaru deadpanned.

Giggling, Mikan got off and bid her dearest friend good morning. Hotaru sighed then eyed people passing by who she noticed were snickering, "Let's go." Mikan began to skip alongside her best friend in good spirits as she animatedly chattered on about a TV program she watched last night.

Upon arriving at school, as Mikan tried bent over to put her loafers in her shoe cubby, one of her middle blouse buttons came off. "Whoopsies." she said picking up the button. She grabbed her mini needle and thread out of her bag showing that this sort of thing apparently happens often.

"Hotaru! Did you do the math homework?" she asked sitting down next to her. Hotaru just glared in response. "Hehe, I kind of forgot. Oh Ice Queen please spare this idiot's mistake and let her copy your precious math homework!" She begged while rubbing her thick hands together.

A sigh passed Hotaru's lips as she handed the idiot her math homework then scoffing at the ridiculous speed Mikan was using it to copy the homework.

"What the hell is she wearing?" Hotaru managed to catch. She heard a snicker, "She looks like a hippie. What's up with her hair? Does she shower with pig fat or something?"

Before Hotaru could intervene, Mikan projected "I'm done!" It threw those girls into a pack of giggles again. "I'm surrounded by idiots." she muttered under her breath.

The bell started ringing and in came Jinno-sensei, "You guys better have done your homework or it's a Saturday detention!" Mikan gave a sly smile and a thumbs up to Hotaru while the latter had smirked.

;p

It was lunch time. Mikan's favorite time of the day. She was bouncing towards the cafeteria when something blocked her path. "Hey Lard-O." A girl with green locks said.

"Oh hey Sumire!" Mikan said with her perky voice. Sumire crossed her slender arms and started circling Mikan. "My, my, my, just what are you wearing?" Her pink, glossy lips forming a smirk, "How can you stand being in front of a mirror looking like that?"

Mikan's smile didn't falter, "Oh. I really li-"

"Forget it," she cut Mikan short "it seems you're not taking my advice on getting liposuction either. If you do decide to go through with it, call me. I know a few people." Sumire flipped her green hair behind her bony shoulder and left.

Mikan walked in the cafeteria trying to consider what Sumire said but it soon escaped her mind after seeing the plethora of food choices there was. "Whoa!" she yelled running towards the line which people let her cut in front of them. Avoiding her and ducking out of the way looked way too exaggerated.

After grabbing two plate fulls, she went over to sit next to her best friend, "Hotaru, the food here is great!" she said in between bites. Hotaru continued to sip on her tea watching her friend, in amusement, as she gobbled down the hoards of food that came her way.

"Hey guys!" another friend, Anna, sat down. "Mikan, calm down! This really isn't lady like." The cute, pink head made an example of herself by calmly munching on her salad, but Mikan still continued to stuff herself, making Anna give up teaching etiquette. "I don't get why you're eating salad Anna, the chicken wings are delicious!" Mikan garbled. Anna just looked at her, a little disgusted, "Uh, no thanks. I like my salad anyway." She took another bite then smiled to prove it. Mikan scoffed and went back to her buffet.

;p

"Natsume!" a blond yelled. Judging from his blond hair, blue eyes, and fair skin, this boy was French. So what was he doing in Japan? (Narrator shrugs)

"Yo Ruka." A boy who was everything opposite of the former. Black hair, even shade of skin, there were noticeable muscles while 'Ruka' was a bit on the lanky side, and he had red eyes. Wait what? Red eyes? Well anyways, they were outside enjoying the warm sun that shined brightly above them. Lying down on the grass that was dancing along with the wind, was considered to them a great feeling.

"How come you were late?" Ruka asked. Natsume groaned a little then rolled over to his side, "Don't wanna talk about it." Then Ruka let it go just like that. The quiet and comforting air was the best for them. Best friends since way back to their diaper days.

"Aw Hotaru, don't be like that!" a high pitched voice was heard over yonder. Ruka propped himself on his elbows while Natsume observed with one eye opened.

"Mikan, she did it for your own good!" Anna argued. Mikan pouted and kept stomping her feet like a little baby. Ruka chuckled and Nastume closed his eyes.

"Oh! Ruka! Natsume!" Mikan called when she noticed them. She began to run over to the shade they occupied. "What are you guys doing?" she asked cheerfully.

"We're just enjoying the good weather." Ruka replied easily. "Yeah, so get lost." Natsume added.

Mikan pouted, sat down, then crossed her arms, "No way. I'm not gonna leave just cos you said so." Natsume opened one of his eyes to look at her then closed it again, "You got some food on your face, saving that for later?" Mikan immediately put her hand to her face and felt crumbs from the chicken she ate moments earlier. She swiped it off her face, immediately blushing.

"Leave her alone Hyuuga." Hotaru walked over to the shaded area with Anna trailing along, Ruka nodded in agreement. Nastume kept his eyes close soaking in the warmth the spring day provided. Mikan chattered happily with the group excluding Nastume who'd bask in the breeze and would scoff occasionally.