Basorexia: A Jacob Sartorius Fanfic #Wattys2017

So Freaking Annoying!

     I'm sure you guys are wondering what Alana looks like, so I looked up a picture on the internet under the search, "13 year old girls with green eyes" (because under the search, "12 year old girls with green eyes" all I saw were American Girl dolls😂😂😂) but keep in mind Alana is 4"9 and weighs 120 lbs so she looks a little chubbier than the girl in the picture above. ^^ Okay I'll stop talking and get on with the story 😉

     Feeling confident, I step out of the bathroom and check the time on my phone. It was 8:37 AM. I go down the stairs to make my way to breakfast. When I get inside the cafeteria, all the noise went silent. Everybody's  heads turned in my direction and started whispering. Confused, I make my way to an empty table and wait for Kylie.
     A group of boys swaggered towards the end of the grey table and whistled. Why were they doing that? I looked down at my purple sweatshirt to make sure I didn't have a stain on it or anything. I checked my light wash jeans to see if there was anything on there either. Nothing. That was weird. I felt very awkward so I ditched breakfast and went to Kylie's dorm. I saw her laying on her stomach on her bed typing a camp-provided laptop.
"Hey Kylie!" I opened the door without knocking. "What's up?"
"Eh, just doing online school, you?"
"Just had breakfast." I told her. Even though I actually didn't eat anything.
'Make a 180 Turn' (The long-term rehab camp Alana, Kylie, and Jacob are at now) has an online school program, so you can still keep your grades up and pass to the next grade while you're in rehab. The website goes through each subject at your own pace, and they make sure you understand the topic completely before you take the quiz. Personally, I like the curriculum of this program a whole lot better than Willow Creek Jr. High's curriculum.
"So tell me," Kylie said, still looking at her computer screen, "What exactly was going on last night?"
"Well, Jacob invited me over and we just watched SpongeBob."
Kylie shook her head in disgust. "Yeah, more like SpongeBob and Chill!"
I scoffed.
"Kylie, you're disgusting."
She laughed, sat up sitting criss-cross apple sauce, and turned away from her computer screen.
"What exactly did you do over there, huh?"
"Kylie, you know what we did."
"Tell me more. I mean details."
"Ew!"
"Well, not those details, but how did it happen?"
"We were watching TV, and all the sudden he kissed me for like five minutes straight."
"Ooooooh!"
"Then all the sudden he asked if I could make his dreams come true and next thing you know, he unbuttoned my pants."
"How seductive!"
"Kylie, you're making this story very uncomfortable to tell."
"Sorry, but tell more!"
"That's it, you know what happens next." Kylie was getting really annoying.
"Details!"
"If you're in the mood for a saucy erotica to have fun with, read the milk fic on WattPad. I'm not giving out details. That's gross."
"Okay, Alana. You took that way too far."
"You took it too far by asking!" If she asked one more question I was going to explode.
"Was it passionate?"
"GOODBYE KYLIE!" I stormed out of her room. She's such a pervert! What the hell is her problem!?
I stomped to the computer room. It was a tiny closet at the end of the hall with a giant cabinet filled with MacBook Pros. I grabbed one and took it to my dorm and did my school work. I needed to escape reality for a little while.