Skinny

Good-Bye, Bitches

"Finally," Kat breathed. She flopped down onto her bed and sighed.

She was finally free of Jacinta and her little gaggle of girls with the total combined IQ of 60.

But she wasn't free of her torture.

Yet.

But that would change soon enough.

Kat got up and shook the mouse to wake up the computer. Then she typed in five words into the search bar: HOW TO GET SKINNY FAST.

She knew it wasn't the safest way to lose weight, but she was desperate. She had to get skinny. Fast. And she didn't care how she did it, as long as it was effective. Kat clicked on the first site. Dieting. No, Kat thought. Dieting won't work fast enough. I'll still be fat enough for "Katty the Fatty" to be accurate by the time high school starts. She clicked out of the site. Then she had an idea.

What if she just stopped eating all together? Combined with the Slim 21 pills, Kat was sure that she's get skinny. She'd obviously still take her multivitamin, and maybe an apple or a power smoothie here and there. But if she lowered her eating rate drastically, Kat knew she'd get skinny. Despite her hate for Jacinta and her gaggle of skinny girls, Kat desperately wanted to be like them. She knew it was hypocritical, given her recent speech to Jacinta and Iola about how they'd die from anorexia. But she was sure she'd be able to control herself. No-one in her family had ever had anorexia. Kat knew her chances of getting sick with anorexia were relatively low, because of that fact. But there was still a chance.

A chance, Kat decided, that I'm willing to take.

Kat had made up her mind.

By the end of that summer, nobody at her new high school would have any reason to call her fat, ever again.

She would make sure of that.