"Josh!" Loud thumping on my door tore me away from my dream world and into reality. I let out a groan and pulled a pillow over my head. Nothing but a mumbled "go away" to my sister came from my mouth.
"Fine. Be late." Sara grumbled before I heard heavy footsteps lead her down the hall. After many minutes of lying in darkness, I tore the pillow away and rolled out of bed. Once my feet made contact with the hard wood floor they carried me to the small bathroom provided. My hand turned the red knob on the tap above the sink, and my eyes travelled up to stare into the mirror at the reflection of a boy with bright, blue eyes, shoulder length blonde hair and smudged eyeliner.
Then my eyes made their way down towards my stomach. I screwed my face up in disgust as I looked at the fat.
Thats all there was.
Fat. Fat. Fat. Fat.
Gross and sluggish fat. Thats what I was.
Warm water was thrown on my face once I was torn away from the relection of ugliness, more eyeliner was applyed and my blonde hair was combed through the middle.
Once I threw on a plain black shirt along with baggy denim jeans I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen where mum was buttering toast, dad was reading the newspaper, Ange was finishing homework and Sara was spooning Fruit Loops into her mouth.
"Good morning Joshua." Mum said, placing a plate in front of my face. Two pieces of golden toast smoothered with peanut butter stared up at me.
I looked up at mum and thanked her.
Corlynne was a beautiful woman for a 40year old. Her blonde hair, alike mine, was parted in the middle and hung around her shoulders. Her blue eyes shone with happiness and love.
Miles was a tall man of whom had a few grey hairs and shared the same eye colour as everyone else in the family. Stress caused alot of wrinkles to appare upon his face. After all, he did own a Recording Studio and was always working.
Ange, the oldest sibling with the exact hair and eye colour as Sara and I was a younge lady in her midtwenties. She shared a small apartment with Sara, although they were always stopping by.
My thoughts travelled throughout my head, and screamed at me as the peanut buttered toast became closer to my lips.
NO. Do not eat that! Think of all the calarioes, no wonder why your so fucking fat.
I placed the food down and rose from my chair.
"Um...I should go to school now." I explained as I grabbed my backpack.
"You haven't finished eating though." Mum exclaimed with a frown.
"I'll eat at Matt's." I lied before hurrying out the door.
