Me and Mr perfect

Chapter one

Every morning when I get up for school, I can't help but peer with disgust at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I peel off all my clothes until I am left in nothing but my undergarments, and I immediately hate my body all over again. Every inch of fat I see is a constant reminder of the pain that lead to my disorder. All the hurtful things all the kids at school yelled at me still echo in my head. You fat pig, you need to stop eating. Every calorie you swallow will make you even fatter. Do you want that? Do you Leigh?
They made believe I was overweight. But I wasn't, and now I'm dangerously thin. People talk about me behind my back, saying things like, " shes totally anorexic." Their must be something wrong in that head of hers." I Don't trust her. "
Now I'm about to start high school and everyone will continue to talk about me behind my back.
I'm hopefully going to get through this tough time with the support of my best friend Clare.
Clare has been my best friend since the first grade. We do everything together, and she is the only one who listens to me, and makes time for me when I need to talk. She sticks up for me when the others don't, And for that I'm forever grateful. I asked her after grade 8 graduation why she stood by me all these years, and she replied with a warm smile- " you've got something in you that cannot go to waste. You'll do great things in this world Leigh. I don't want to see you throw it all away because of your disorder. I'll always be here for you. "
I smiled back and Hugged her. Tears ran down my cheeks.

Today is my first day of freshman year at Westpoint secondary school. I'm dreading having to face all those kids from my old school- they will continue to pressure me about my choices and my lifestyle.
I'm going to continue to strive for success in academics, and I'm going to be a kinder person towards classmates and teachers. That's the only way I can get through the next four years.

I stripped out of my undergarments, and stepped into the steaming shower. I soaked my body and lathered my hair in shampoo. I turned off the shower and stepped out unto the cold tiled floor of the bathroom. I rapped my body in a white fluffy towel, and grabbed my hairbrush, making my way towards my bedroom. I shed my towel and stepped in front of the mirror. I looked at the cavity where my stomach had deflated after many months of restrictive dieting. These are the consequences that come along with this lifestyle.
I grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and a black t shirt. I pulled a unzipped bright pink sweater over it to complete my outfit. I decided to leave by Long brown hair down- the way I liked it best.
I walked down the stairs, with my backpack slung over one shoulder. My mother was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. She look time out of her morning to make me a large plate of eggs and a piece of multigrain toast with butter. I was grateful. " thanks so much Mom! I appreciate everything you've done! It looks great!"
She glanced at my outfit and smiled warmly. "Your most welcome sweetheart. I know you might not feel up to eating everything, but your doctor said it would be best if you tried to eat a bit. Your too skinny. "
My mom and dad have tried brining me to multiple doctors and paediatricians, but I told them Their was nothing wrong with me, that id be ok. I wouldn't let this go to far.
I'd just lose a few pounds every few weeks until I was satisfied with the way I look.
I sat down in a chair at the table and took a small bite of my toast, and a spoon full of eggs. I swallowed slowly, my mother watching me like a hawk.
I took a few more painful bites of food and stood up. I kissed my mom on the cheek and made my way to the door. I put on my sky blue converse shoes. My mother yelled from the kitchen, " have a great first day Leigh! Don't let those kids bother you too much! "
I smiled and walked out the door.
The cold September air crept up my shirt as I walked down the street towards where Clare and I were supposed to meet. I saw her walking towards me. I smiled widely and waved. She waved back. She gave me a huge bear hug when we came together, and we began walking towards the school.
"So Leigh, how have you been?" She asked grabbing my shoulder and squeezing it.
" I'm doing ok. How have you been?"
" I've been great actually. We did a lot of renovations on our cottage this summer! I can't wait to get you up there!"
I gave her a small smile and we walked In silence until the school came into view.
I stopped her before we went inside.
" Clare, I'm really scared. People are going to judge me immediately after i walked through that door."
She hugged me, and wiped a stray tear off my cheek. " it will be ok Leigh. I'm going to be with you. Your not alone in this."
I nodded and held the door open for her. She walked through confidently. I held it open for a tall blond haired boy, who produced a gorgeous smile in my direction. He nodded and said thank you. I smiled back and entered behind him. I took a deep breath. This is it. I'm going to be here for the next four years. With new students. New teachers. I have a feeling that things are about to drastically change.