#poor mj

Miles Jr. was busy working on homework over the weekend when he decided to check Instagram. He was a little shocked to see a group of his cousins hanging out at the skating rink...without him. He hadn’t even been invited!

“What the hell?” he muttered under his breath as he scrolled through Noah and Ollie’s accounts, seeing more and more photos of what looked like a good time. Why hadn’t anyone hit him up? They saw each other everyday at school, and had all just been at Kauker’s party, so what gives?  “Junior!” he heard his mom call from the other room. “Dinner!”

Miles Jr. glumly walked into the dining room to eat with his mom. “Where’s dad?” he asked, unable to mask the sadness in his voice. “He’s still at work, but he’ll be back in a few hours,” Amy said. “What’s wrong, baby? You seem sad.” “It’s nothing,” Miles Jr. said, clearly lying. “Miles,” Amy said softly. “You can talk to me, you know.”

Miles Jr. let out a big sigh. “It’s just a bunch of the cousins got together this weekend without me,” Miles Jr. said. “They posted a bunch of pictures of them having a good time. I bet they didn’t even think about how that made me feel.” “I’m sorry,” Amy said. “Have you talked to them about it? Let them know that you felt like you weren’t included?” “No,” Miles Jr. grumbled. “Noah’ll just make fun of me. Again.” “I think it’s worth a shot,” said Amy. “Your cousins are nice people, and maybe they didn’t mean to hurt you. If you don’t want to talk to Noah, you can tell someone else. That might help.”

Miles Jr. wasn’t sure about his mom’s advice. She didn’t come from a gigantic family, so she didn’t get it. Later that night as Miles Jr. was getting ready for bed, he looked at himself in the mirror. He sighed, disliking what he saw more and more. He hated his body, and he was starting to think the reason his cousins left him out of their group outing was because they didn’t want him to embarrass them. It felt really shitty.