Chapter 6- the day after

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"Beep beep beep beep"

It's 7 in the morning. I get up and start getting ready for school. I kinda forgot about the whole situation until I fully woke up. Once I'm finally ready, I drive to school. My first class is study hall. I just sit there the whole time. I'm so tired, it's Monday, and I have no homework to do, so.. What else am I supposed to do?

Next, I have social studies. Soooo boring. All we do is take notes for like the whole hour.

Chemistry. Do I have to explain any more?

Now pre-algebra. My fave class! Plus I'm so good at it.

Lunch! Finally freedom! For now. I can't wait to go "home". So far I don't have any homework so yay! I'm sitting eating my lunch, and a boy yells "FATASS!" I just let it by. This always happens to me. Then a girl comes behind me and pinches my side while saying "stop eating you fatty" I get up knowing their right. I throw away all my food and go to the bathroom. I start crying like crazy wishing I had someone to talk to. Then I think of my "sister". Maybe I could talk to her. I don't know about it though. I go to my next class, which is English, and there's a note on my desk. It says "don't listen to them. Your not fat, your beautiful. Meet me at the park tonight at 6:30." Umm.. Ok. Maybe I should go. Maybe it's someone I could talk to. I'm gonna go, because I feel like it's fate. I wonder who it is?

I'm finally home from school, and I'm looking in the mirror at my body. I start crying and fall onto my knees. I feel so fat. I hate my body so much. I think for a second, and go into the bathroom. I put my fingers in my mouth and I start throwing up. Hopefully this way I'll lose some weight, and people won't be so mean.

It's almost 6:30 so I start waking to the park. I get there, and nobody's there. I sit down on the bench and wait. I'm thinking about the girl in the basement, and myself, wondering if it is really my sister. I just can't bring myself to go back home. All of a sudden, I hear crunching of leaves. I look over and see Chris walking over.

"Hey Hilary. How are you?"

"Good...okay. Not good..at all."

"What wrong?" He says as he's sitting down next to me. I start thinking whether I should tell him or not.

"Well first of all, people call me fat everyday. Second, I think I just found out that Liz isn't really dead."

"Is that even possible?"

"I have no idea."

"Plus you're not fat at all. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

I start blushing. Is he for real? Maybe I should ask him out. I mean it seems like he likes me.

"Would you like to.." I get interrupted.

"Would you like to go on a date with me tomorrow night at 6?" He says quickly. "I'll pick you up, and we can talk and have a great night.

"Of course. I would love to go out with you! Plus I really need someone to talk to."

"Okay I'll see you tomorrow then!"

"Yup." When I get home I try to find something to wear, and I realize I feel fat in everything. I go to the bathroom once more and make myself throw up. I go to bed and have a dream about our date. It was perfect.

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