Pocrescophobic

Chapter Two

I wake up that night. I check for a clock but there is none in the dark living room. I pull off a thin purple blanket that I am assuming my dad put on me when I fell asleep.

I swing my feet off the couch, then haul the rest of me up and stand on the carpeted floor. I walk down the hall to the bathroom and carefully open and close the door as I go in.

I turn on the light and have to squint through its brightness. I start brushing my teeth as I realise the bad taste in my mouth. The mint toothpaste is fresh and almost soothing. I rinse out my mouth and look at my teeth in the mirror. They are almost perfectly white. I floss and dry my face and hands. Then, I stare at my reflection in the mirror.

I notice how puffy my cheeks are. I pinch the fat in them close to disgusted at my appearance. I raise my left arm and pinch the fat dangling with my right hand. How much fat is there on my body? , I think. I pull over my sister, sabrinas stool (who is sleeping over at her best friends house since school doesn't start for another week for her) and stand on it so I can see my legs in the mirror. Every single part of me. All it is is fat.

I step down from the stool and turn on the scale by tapping it with my foot.*READY* I step on. 141.2 lbs. And I'm 5'3. I'm definitelty not at a good weight.

I felel I have to get rid of this fat somehow. Then no one will ever think of me as fat. Everyone would like me. Right? Right. So that's what I am going to do. I'm going to be healthy and fit and drop these pounds.

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My head hurts in the morning. I don't remember falling asleep. My watch reads 6:42am which means I have a quite a bit of time before school. Thank god.

I get out of bed and head to the bathroom. I brush my teeth, brush my hair, and wash my face. I look In the mirror.my face is red from scrubbing. I run my fingers tthrough my hair,then head down the hall for breakfast.

No one else is awake so I toast two pieces of whole wheat bread and spread some natural peanut butter on them then put slices of banana on top of the peanut butter. I pour myself a glass of orange juice and take my breakfast to the dining table.

All  I can think about as I'm eating is how good I am doing by making a healthy breakfast. And how great the looks on peoples faces will be when they see the new me. Especially that girl from yoga class. I try tto remember her name. What was it... Kirsten? No. Karen? No. Kirsten. Yes, that's it, Kristen. Kristen and her friend. They will regret laughing at me like that.

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"Alright you ready?"

"Yah, just have to tie my shoes and I'll be right there!"

"Okay, you've got five minutes to be in the car or you're walking! I really need to be at work on time!" My mom shouts as she closes the door. I tie my shoes then bolt after her. I pull open the door to the buggie and seatbelt myself in once I'm inside.

"By the way mom, it's only my second day of school. I don't even know how to get to my school. So if you left me, I would just stay home and watch tv. All day."I say with a smirk.

"Well you better pay attention then, huh?"

I do pay attention. Pull out. Go right. Straight passed the stop sign. Turn left at the second stop sign. Go straight to the light. Turn right. Go.straight pass the next light, and there's the school. I repeat the directions in my head, until I get to the school.

"We are here Erika May Monsley" my mom mocks a chaufers voice. I roll my eyes and get out of the car.

"Bye Mom, love ya."