Not to Hot

2

"Mirror, mirror on the wall... will fitness camp make me small?" I talk to the mirror in my bathroom. I don't know if I expected an answer but I decided that I didn't need one. I will lose weight and be the girl I would dream to be.

I asked my parents if I could go and they had no problem with it. I think they were happy to get rid of me for two months. They also probably want me to stop eating all the food. My parents are both vegetarian and if their body weight were added in to one, I would still be heavier.

I leave for fitness camp in two weeks. I'm really excited, I've marked it out in my calendar and all.

"Molly! What the bloody heck are you doing? You are going to be late for school". My mother shouts from downstairs. I roll my eyes to myself. What the bloody heck is she on? I still have five minutes to get there, get my books, get to class. It'll be fine, my mother overreacts too much.

I grab my schoolbag and take off for school.

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"Molly! There you are!" I hear my crazy friend, Camille shout down the hallway.

"Here I am..." I reply sarcastically.

"Did you get it?" she questions.

"Get what?" I innocently ask even though I know what she's talking about.

She gives me an are you serious look, "My summer party invitation, I put it in your locker. Please tell me you got it, I can't be bothered to print out a new one".

I feel a pang of guilt for not being able to make it to her party and not even being honest about it. You're probably thinking why don't you just tell her you're going to a Fitness Camp? Well you see, I am one who treasures their pride deeply and I hate losing arguments or getting a bad score on a test. I'm quite competitive, which would be handy if I were fit and I could win a race but I physically can't run very far or very fast. I don't want to tell anyone I'm going to fitness camp because they might think that I can't get fit on my own and need special help. I never liked admitting I was fat even though I knew I was, I'd never say I was skinny but when the topic of weight came up I would usually just ignore it.

"Um...I can't make it, sorry!" I responded.

She examines my face, probably to decide whether I was joking or not.

"Explain yourself!" she orders.

Shoot! What do I do? Think. Quick!

"There's this thing I have to go to, my mums dragging me along," I roll my eyes hoping she would believe me with the extra exaggeration.

"Did you tell your mother that your friend is having a party and desperately needs you there or she'll be in tears?" she cries.

Oh great! That just puts the icing on my 'Happy Bitchday' cake. What am I supposed to say? I want to tell her the truth but I won't allow myself.

"I'm sorry Camille, I tried to get out of it. She said it was important" I lie.

"That sucks big time," she pouts, "what are you even going to?"

"A-a family gathering, my good uncle John, you know John? Well.. he's coming back from Australia and I haven't seen him in seven years so I really need to see him, I mean it would be rude if I didn't... all that time away and he doesn't even get to see me at his own coming home party? I don't know maybe I'm reading too much into things, do you think that-"

"-Cut the babbling, I thought your uncle was called Sean?"

Yep. That's the name of my one and only uncle.

"Nope. Definetly John, you must've heard me wrong" I attempt to reassure her.

She gives me an unconvinced look but drops it anyway. Thank god for that!

"So must get to class, can't leave Miss Lawrence waiting!"

"We have ten minutes of lunch left..."

"Oh um, she wants me to go over some work with her at lunchtimes," I tell her, hoping she would let me go.

"Okay! Talk to you later then!" She chirps back in her high pitched voice, free from confusion.

I can't believe she believed that, why would I need to go over work with Miss Lawrence? I've always aced chemistry and I've never needed extra help. Camille knows that. Maybe she just thinks there's a first time for everything now seeing as I'm missing her summer party for the first time.

Gosh! I feel bad about that! I lied through my teeth to her and it's just going to make further complications.

We say our goodbyes and I take out a packet of crisps and eat them on my slow journey to the next class. Taking my time to make sure I don't turn up too early.

I arrive at my class in a vacant hallway. Where is everyone? I mean I usually see a nerd or two around here keen to get to class but nope, there was no one. Miss Lawrence was in her room talking to a student whom's back was facing me.

I had finished my crisps and I went over to the bin to dispose the empty packet. As I walked back to my class a very attractive guy opens the door of the classroom. We had one of those moments where you don't know where to walk, whether to let them past or whether to go yourself and you end up looking like an awkward chicken doing the shuffle.

I could see that he was getting more irritated by the second and everything that could ever be possibly good about him disappeared as he opened his mouth and said,

"Get out of my way, you fat shit",

My mouth formed an 'o' shape. That was the first time anyone had said anything like that to me. What the mother effer did I ever do to him? I'm sorry that I made a genuine human mistake! We all can't be perfect like you think you are! I'm so freaking angry!

I can't tolerate this, I need to keep my mouth shut but I can't.

"Suck a dick asshole!" I shouted across the hallway where he had already walked. Oh my goodness gracious! That was the first time I have ever sweared, Omgosh! I am a child of God I can't be like this! I'm a bad influence to little children now and parents will give me dirty looks! What have I become?

He freezes and turns around slowly. He's going to kill me! This is my fault, I can't leave the earth yet! I'm too young, too innocent. Well was innocent... I can't believe I said that! I will never forgive my-

-"You better watch your mouth, bitch!" He says not in an angry voice, but in a threatening one.

"You attacked me with your words, so you should watch your mouth too!" That was such a lame comeback! He doesn't even have to kill me, I will just kill myself right here, right now.

He ignores my comment.

"Don't ever speak to me again, loser" he threatens and he storms off down the corridor.

Phew! That got heated. My heart is beating irregularly fast.

As I compose myself, I see the nerds walking to class now. Would have been useful if they were here say five minutes ago! But then again they would probably be so engrossed in studying for our chemistry test that they wouldn't have noticed.

Shoot!

I have a chemistry test!