Avoiding Logan is perhaps the worst thing ever. Not only are we in almost every class together, but he was the only person I'd had a proper conversation with a very long time, and I ache for his touch once more. I have to rush out of every lesson when the bell goes just so he doesn't call my name. I suppose I'll have to talk to him some time but right now every time he's near I feel a panic attack coming at the memory of the nightmare that happened when we were last seen together. I just don't have the guts to face him, and to answer his questions about why I ran away, why I brushed off his hand when he touched my thigh. To be honest, I don't even know the answer to those questions myself.
It's been a week. A week of avoiding the boy I have seemed to fall in love with and a week of my diet . It's been going well, I guess. Don't get me wrong, I have been craving food so badly. Then the thought of Logan comes to mind and how he would like me so much more if I was about 5 sizes smaller and didn't have extra lumps skin falling from my face and everywhere else on my body. I've kept going, pushing through the questions my aunt has been asking me about why I'm not eating. But I can see in her eyes she is glad.
My trousers are already loosening around my waist and my tops no longer cling to my rolls. The only down side is I have less energy, even less than I had before. But for once I finally feel myself getting smaller. That might sound strange to some people, but after being in the light, always taking up more room than everyone else. It puts me at rest.
Heading out of science (the only lesson I thankfully don't have with Logan) and he's right there. Standing, leaning against the lockers. I look down but he sees me and smiles the warmest smile that makes my heart melt. Why is he here? Waiting for someone? I can't stop to think any longer. Quickly turning left my face flushes red as I try and barge through everyone. I think I've lost him but I feel a warm hand grab my arm that sends sparks through my veins.
"Navaeh..." his soft voice echoes in my spinning mind.
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Fat Girl Thin
Teen FictionNavaeh has always tried to go by the motto, "Eat until it's enough, not until you're full." All she seems to do is eat, eat, eat. Until dream boy Logan starts a new term at her college. She stops. Losing weight seems like the only way to make sure t...
