From Fat Girl to Fated Mate Chapter 07

From Fat Girl to Fated Mate Chapter 07

It was obvious Ethan was talking to me. 

I remembered that photo on his phone. 

So he really hadn’t recognized me. 

Jessica hadn’t expected him to talk to me at all. 

But she recovered fast, plastering on a sweet 

smile. “Don’t you remember? She’s that fat pig 

who was stalking you.” 

Ethan frowned slightly, clearly annoyed. “That’s 

not what I meant.” 

Of course he knew I was the girl he’d humiliated outside the principal’s office. But something about 

me now felt strangely familiar to him. 

After a moment, he shook his head. “You lost a lot 

of weight.” 

This was the second time he’d spoken directly to 

1. me. 

“Yeah,” I said softly. 

The weird tension between us earned me a dirty 

look from Jessica. 

Just then, the host announced our names. We 

rushed out. 

The lights went dark. We took our positions. 

I stood at the far right of the stage, completely 

outside the spotlight. 

Jessica, in her short skirt showing off her long 

legs, stood at center stage, beaming. The moment. 

she appeared, the audience erupted in thunderous 

cheers. 

I was trembling slightly. 

It had been three full years since I’d last been on a 

stage. I used to be the Swan Princess, the most 

dazzling presence under the lights. But the past 

few years had ground all my pride into dust. 

I thought I’d never have the courage to return. 

The next second, the deafening music crashed in 

and knocked away all my extra thoughts. In an 

instant, every muscle in my body remembered. 

Seven years of training, choreography, expression, 

control, all of it was still deep inside me, etched 

into my bones, 

Even though I’d only practiced this routine for two months, my movements were smoother and more 

precise than anyone else’s. 

The crowd seemed to disappear. 

I got lost in the music and the lights, forgetting 

everything. The whispers, the cruel mockery, the heavy weight of those years. 

I waved my arms, I danced. Nothing else mattered 

anymore. 

“Who is she?” 

“This can’t be real.” 

Whispers came from the audience. 

Then the judges‘ voices. When the first chorus hit, every single one of them had their eyes locked on 

1. me. 

“That girl. Her movements are like water. She’s not just dancing, she is the music.” 

“She’s clearly had professional training.” 

“Incredible talent!” 

Even the classmates who’d made fun of me held 

their breath. They didn’t want to admit it, but they 

couldn’t look away. 

When they finally snapped out of it, half of them were silently cursing themselves. 

Did they really just get impressed by that fat pig? 

Then they looked around and saw that students 

from other classes were just as mesmerized. 

Relief. Okay, so it wasn’t just them. 

“Josie is actually… really good.” 

“She dances like a completely different person. It’s 

almost… scary how good she is.” 

“Maybe she was never really a pig. Maybe she was 

just… curvy? Oh my God, is my taste broken?” 

Backstage, Ethan’s hands were clenched into fists, 

the suspicion in his eyes deepening as he stared 

at the stage without a word. 

The dance ended. 

I held my final pose as my thoughts drifted back to reality. Thundering applause washed over me. The judges, the students. Everyone was looking at me with intense approval. 

I took a bow. 

Because I was at the edge of the stage, Jessica 

hadn’t noticed me during the performance. 

When the results came in, our grade had won first 

place. 

Our class went absolutely wild with celebration. 

Before the awards ceremony, they shoved me back into my seat. “You didn’t drag us down this time, but you’re not going up there. You’ll ruin the 

photo.” 

“That’s right. Us winning had nothing to do with 

you.” 

I didn’t argue. I didn’t care about the trophy 

anyway. 

A few minutes later, a volunteer ran over. “Who’s 

Josie?” 

I raised my hand. 

“Hurry. We can’t give out the award without you!” 

Confused, I followed her to the backstage area. 

The dance coach and a few judges were waiting 

there. 

I walked over, and they looked me up and down. 

Then they smiled. 

“You’re Josie, right? We just watched your 

performance. Your movement is incredibly 

expressive. We want to offer you the position of 

head cheerleader for the Blackwood pack.” 

The room went dead silent. 

The team members stared at the coach like she’d 

just spoken Latin. 

Jessica was the first to recover. “Ma’am, you’ve 

got it wrong. She’s so fat, how could she be 

captain?” 

The coach patted my shoulder. “No, I don’t. Even 

though she’s a bit curvy, her movements are 

lighter than anyone else’s here.” 

Jessica’s face darkened in an instant. 

The decision was made quickly. I thanked them all. The moment the judges left, the squad 

immediately surrounded me. 

“What did you do?” 

“Have you been secretly practicing this whole 

time? Just to embarrass me?” 

Now that I had backing, I looked Jessica straight 

in the eyes. “Don’t forget our bet.” 

Her face twisted with rage. “Apologize to you? 

Dream on. You’re insane.” 

She signaled to the others. “Hold her down. Tear her clothes off. Once those photos get out, let’s see how fast the school expels her!” 

I grabbed the front of my uniform. “No. You can’t 

do this!” 

“We can do whatever we want!” 

As they closed in, I backed away. 

Bang. I hit a solid wall. 

An ice–cold voice cut through the air. “What do you 

think you’re doing?”