Superpowers

Chapter 7 : Force Fields

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Chapter 7 : Force Fields

Saturday 21th october 2020

force field

noun
plural noun: force fields
(chiefly in science fiction) an invisible barrier of force.
"future land combat vehicles will deflect enemy shells with an electromagnetic force field"

Over a month has passed since my first visit to the gym and I'm feeling more confident than ever before.

I step off the scales - 67kg - good progress but I know I can do better.

I walk into my room wearing my - now loose - sports gear and look in the mirror. My tummy is flatter, legs thinner and face clearer. I guess healthy eating and exercise really does make a difference.

"Hey Allie...woah..." Esther gasps at me.

"You look incredible Allie! I didn't realise what a change this has made. You're always covered up in sweatshirts and joggers, but seeing you like this, I can see what a difference you've made," Nancy gestures to my body.

"You look great, honestly Allie." Quinn finishes with a smile.

"Thanks guys, that's actually what I wanted to talk about,"- I open my wardrobe -" I need an update, and soon."

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H&M, Zara, Urban Outfitters, you name it. We went there.

100's of tops, jumpers, trousers and skirts are piled on my bed, receipts screaming at me from my many, many bags. So far I have tried on over £600 worth of clothing - due to me only ever spending money on alcohol or food, I had a lot of pocket money to spend - and I've never been more exhausted.

Cardboard boxes with the words like 'charity shop', 'donate' and 'burn' are scribbled on the brimming containers.

Brand new make-up is scattered over the desk and a 'do it yourself' hair dye kit is empty and trashed.

I seriously feel like I'm on one of those reality tv shows where the people reinvent themselves. Hair, body, clothes, the works. Finally I'm going to be actually happy with how I look, I just need a little longer until I'm completely there.

Dramatically, Quinn spins my chair around so I face the mirror and it takes a minute for my eyes to adjust.

I don't look insanely different, but I look better, more put-together.

My long golden blond hair is now ash coloured and wavy, settling a few inches under my boobs. Muted makeup brightens my face. A long sleeved brown top settles on my chest and a pair of dark wash flares are tight against my thick thighs. I look so much better. I smile a now white toothy grin and look at my friends, "Thank you guys."

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When I walk into school on Monday, I feel like I'm on top of the world. Now I understand why people do this whole glow up thing.

Over the past month and a bit, people were constantly commenting on my looks. Double takes from multiple boys. Stolen glances with Levi. And Thomas's face....

It's.

been.

priceless.

My mood is brightened even more when I see Levi walking towards me. My friends nudge me knowingly and I blush. So maybe I want him to notice. So what. It doesn't matter.