Going to the club with your boyfriend was supposed to be fun.

You two sat in the back, laughing and chatting away. Soap was telling you funny stories from his childhood while you two sipped on your drinks. For the first time in forever, you felt good about your body. Your outfit complimented your curves perfectly, a rare occurrence. But in the middle of John's storytelling, you hear snickering from behind you. A group of gorgeous girls, staring directly at you.

Talking about you.