Izzie isn't your average 15 year old girl. Here is her long and sad story. ~~
CHAPTER 1
Izzie's POV
"GO IZZIE GO!!!!!" Cristina -aka my bff- yelled as I made the goal. The crowd went wild. I was sweating alot and was ready to get home and sleep. I started running to my friends and family when I heard my tummy rumble. "Great job hunny that was just fantastic!"my mom congratulated me. Christina held out a water bottle for me and said " hey does anyone wanna go out for ice cream?" I thought about it for a second well one ice cream cone wouldnt make me any fatter would it? so I quickly nodded my head yes and me, Christina, mom and rexi -my new puppy- hopped into my moms silver mini van and set off for culvers.
At culvers I ordered a large fry and a chocolate custard. "MMMMMM" I exclaimed as I took my first bite of custard. "So....." I slowly said. "maybe me and Christina could have a sleepover tonight??...? "hmmm I don't know for sure what your dad would think of that." mom said in a questionable tone. Suddenly an extremely huge man walked in. and when I say huge I mean gigantic! "im going to the restroom ill be right back" I managed to say. As soon as I was in the bathroom I heard a noise that sounded gross. then I realised that that gross noise was someone throwing up. Then the most popular girl in school walked out of the stall. Destiny. "umm are you okay .. should I go get someone?" I asked politely. She looked at me with big eyes and nodded her head no. "If you EVER talk about what you just witnessed to ANYONE, your'e going to regret it. Majorly." she said with a harsh tone in her voice, looking me straight in my eyes. Deep down, I knew what she did in that bathroom stall. And why. She made her self throw up because she doesn't want to gain weight and she wants to be skinny. Not saying that she isn't already incredibly skinny. I looked behind me wanting her to be there so I could talk to her. She was already out of the bathroom, but I quickly charged out of the bathroom and saw her standing alone with tears in her eyes. Even though I was very nervous because she was in the popular group, and I wasn't, I walked up to her and said "If you ever need someone to talk to, text me." Handing her a piece of paper with my number on it. She looked up, grabbed the paper and ran out of the culvers, sobbing.
When I got back to my mom and best friend, I asked if they saw what went on, they said no and asked me what happened. I questioned telling them, but I decided not to because if I was in Destiny's situation I would not want other people to find out what was going on from a person other than me. So i just said that a worker dropped a whole order of food on the ground.
As soon as Cristina and I got into the car, my phone buzzed. It was a text from a number I didnt recognize. It read ¨Hey... Its me, Destiny. I really need someone to talk to right now and you said to text you..¨ I smiled as I started to text back. ¨Of course. Do you want to meet at the subway down the street from culvers?¨ A few seconds later my phone buzzed two times. I already saved her contact name. Destiny: ¨Sure. That would be awesome. I'll be there in 20 mins.¨ I looked up from my phone and saw Cristina snapchatting funny faces to someone. Probably her boyfriend. ¨I think im going to pass on a sleepover tonight, im really tired from volleyball. Sorry babygirl.¨ I said while the smile disappears from her face. ¨Its coool hun. I'll Probably go chill with Alex tonight then.¨ She exclaimed, with a smile reappearing on her face.
As soon as me and my mom were done dropping Cristina off, my mom dropped me off at home and she went out with her friend, Carrie. No one else was home, so I let Shasta (our little black 15 year old doggie) outside to pee. As soon as I let her back In, I put my light jacket on and started to walk up the street to subway. It doesnt take long to get there. As soon as I walked in, I saw destiny sitting in the back. She is so pretty, with Long, Brown, Perfectly curled hair. She was kind of tall. Well at least to me, Being 5 feet. She looked up from her phone with her big, sad, brown eyes. She looked as if she hadnt been crying awhile ago. With her perfect makeup and everything. As soon as I sat down across from her she started to talk. ¨No one else has any idea, that I may have an eating disorder.¨ I nodded and kept listening. She continued. ¨Ive been holding so much in for such a long time. And even though we have only said hi to eachother in the hallways at school, you seem very nice and understanding. And like you would listen.
