It was the last day of school. Most people were busy hugging their friends and making plans for the summer. But not me. I didn't have any friends, so I spent the day with my boyfriend, who was going to college next year. That had me crazy worried.
"Marianne, don't worry about it" Brendon told me, trying to calm me down. "I won't find any girl like you. Maybe they'll be older, they'll be very pretty, they'll be really fun... But they won't be you"
"Aw, thank you" I said, but I felt something wasn't right. I decided to ignore it.
I went home and did what I usually did on the last day of school: sleep. I didn't have any plans with Brendon, we didn't go on dates, but... Should we? That's what couples do, isn't it? Whatever. That was just us.
When I woke up it was 1 am. I was really hungry, as I had barely eaten in three days. I decided to get a snack, without even thinking about it.
I went down to the kitchen and quickly grabbed a can of Pringles. I was scared that Ana would appear and be mad at me for eating.
"Well, it's summer. I guess I should do something fun" I thought. I ran back upstairs and started watching a movie called Easy A while I ate the chips.
After I was done eating I felt the urge to eat more. I ignored it for half an hour, but I just couldn't resist. I went to the kitchen and started looking for more food. I took a candy bar, some pistachios and a Nutella sandwich upstairs. I ate as fast as I could, feeling the guilt build up inside of me. All of this food would score like a thousand points.
When I was about to take the last bite of my sandwich, the door opened. Ana walked in, smiling... But her smile faded rapidly when she noticed I'd been eating.
"Ana..." I said, defenseless. She caught me, I really couldn't say anything.
"How could you" she said, offended.
"I'm sorry. I was very hungry, and I figured I should eat something. You told me I should eat every now and then"
"Yeah, but not this stuff!" She said, looking at the evidence on my bed.
"Ana..." I didn't know what else to say. She was right.
"I think we shouldn't be friends" she said.
"What? No!" I said, scared that she'd leave me. I needed her help to be thin and pretty.
"You said you'd trust me, you said we'd be friends. But you lied, and friends don't lie to each other"
"I know, Ana. But it's not like that, I do trust you. I ate because I was too hungry; it's the first time I've eaten in days" I said, trying to make things better.
"Exactly. I came here to congratulate you" she said, making me feel like shit. "As you had been so good, I wanted to share some salad with you, but you'd rather eat all of these calories"
"Ana, don't" I pleaded.
"You say you want to have a nice body, yet you don't even try. You're weak, and with that attitude, you'll never be thin"
"But I am trying Ana, I swear I am" I said, but she was heading out.
"Goodbye, Marianne"
