Years went by and I never heard anything about Carla, I truly forgot about her until I received an invitation to our ten year high school reunion. I looked through the list of who was going according to a Facebook group. I clicked on Carla's profile and saw nothing of her- just pictures of a cat that I'm assuming was hers. Soon my inbox flooded with messages from my old friends asking if I was going. Of course I was. I had a week to find the perfect outfit, get my hair done and nails done, I had to remind everyone I was still as hot as I was in highschool.
A day before the reunion my group of cheerleaders reached out to me asking what I would be wearing and if we could all go together, which of course we did. I had everything planned, my hair was just blown out, my nails were the perfect shade of bubble bath and my outfit hung in my closet waiting to be seen.
The day had finally come, I spent hours getting ready and had some wine while I did. I told the girls I would meet them there since I lived further out than they did. I took one last look at myself. My hair was perfectly blown out, my makeup looked as if a professional did it. My dress was tight in all the right places, my breasts perfectly pushed up and my legs were tanned and toned.
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I walked into the building with my head held high and my group behind me as always. We all scanned the room and quickly grabbed drinks, after we all had a drink in hand we grabbed a table and watched as our old classmates chit chatted with each other. Making comments about everybody it felt like prom all over again! Who got ugly, who was fat, who was successful or married. For a while it seemed as if people stopped coming in until my friend Stacy tapped my arm. "Oh my god is that-" her mouth dropped as she pointed at the door. "Oh my god" I said as I looked. It was Carla. She walked in smiling and waving at her friend, her dress fit perfectly without a roll in sight. Her once fat chubby body was now the perfect hourglass, her breasts sat nicely above her now flat stomach. Perfect smooth curves where her love handles used to be and an ass like Jlo. "She's not Carla the cow anymore" Stacy said "I can't believe it" I replied with my mouth still open. After a few minutes Carla came over to us. "Hey girls you look great!" She said smiling at us. "Oh my god Carla you look amazing" Stacy chirped. "I didn't recognize you" I said with a fake smile. All the girls at the table gushed over Carla and how hot she was now. I heard her talking about how after highschool she went to college for health sciences out of state and got her body and mind right. I was happy for her but also jealous about how much attention she was getting. I sat quietly and just listened to her. The girls invited her to sit with us for the night, the conversations flowed and so did the drinks. Soon people began filtering out as the reunion came to an end. Stacy perked up "Guys why don't we go to the pub down the street?" She looked around waiting for approval. "That's a great idea stace" I said with a smile. I was enjoying my time even with Carla so we invited her along. The pub was busy and soon we lost a few girls to the karaoke machine. That left me Carla and Stacy at a hightop table. I tried to stay off the topic of bullying Carla but after a few dirty martinis I knew it would come out. Stacy went to join the girls singing, I knew this would happen. I turned my body to Carla "I'm so sorry" I blurted "What?" She looked at me confused. The same way she looked at me all those years ago. "I-I'm sorry I bullied you, I don't know why I did it" "Oh Stephanie it's okay! It was so long ago!" She smiled and touched my arm. "No really I'm sorry" I said again. "After the night we've had we can put that behind us Steph it's been years" she smiled. "Why don't I get you another drink?" She asked happily. "Fuck it why not" I said laughing.
