"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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The Girl in the Basement
Teen FictionAt first I thought the house was haunted, then I thought there was a stranger in our house. Until I find out she's my long lost sister, who I thought died 8 years ago?! This story follows Hilary, who suffers with depression and bulimia. Her father d...