Dying In Disguise (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 8

When Monday came around, I still felt like shit. I checked the calendar. My period wasn't due until another four weeks, so obviously that wasn't what was bringing my mood down and my weight up.

I came downstairs for breakfast to see Sheridon and my parents already sitting there. Sheridon munched on a granola bar, as my parents discussed the every day routine while drinking their hot mugs of coffee. 

"Kelsi!" my mother yelled. "I'm shocked. Usually it's Sheridon coming down this late."

Sheridon chuckled. 

I didn't mutter a response as walked over to grab my tote-bag off the couch. I couldn't help but notice the 17 Magazine Sher was reading at the table. And how skinny that model was. I rolled my eyes and headed towards the door.

"Bus is here." I said to Sheridon when I saw the bright yellow vehicle through the window. 

"Coming." she replied.

I headed out the door and towards the bus. I walked up the stairs and down the aisle to where Zach was. 

"Hey." he said scooting towards the window, making room for me to sit.

"Hi." I replied.

"You okay? No offense, but you don't look too good."

It was true though. I'd spent the last evening jogging down my block. A diet wouldn't get me anywhere without exercise too. 

"I'm just overtired. That's all." I responded. 

He nodded and didn't question me further.

We were both silent for the rest of the ride. Mainly because I was out for half of it. 

He shook me awake when we reached the school. I sighed and stood up. 

Quit being so lazy. No wonder you gain pounds so fast.

That voice interrupted my thoughts once again. I stopped abruptly in the ailse.

Zach accidently bumped into me from behind.

"Woah. Everything okay?" he questioned.

I recollected my thoughts and nodded my head.

I walked out of the bus and to the front doors of the school. I caught a glimpse of Sheridon exiting the bus, just to find Christine and Zoey come out of nowhere to swarm around her. It was as if they were a posse now. Thay're literally all Sheridon talked to on the phone every damn day. I can't even understand how Sher could be so close with such shallow-minded people. She's usually to type to make fun of them kind not have fun with them.

I looked up just the see one of the glass doors to the entrance close in my face. My figure became visible in the reflection. It literally disgusted me. My torso started out slow, but then it widened right in the middle at my hips. I was so unevenly proportioned!

I swung the door open in anger and headed down the hallway. I reached my locker, and quickly entered my combination. After grabbing my books, I headed to my homeroom. 

By the time I reached the room, the teacher had already began the lesson.

"Miss Waters is there a reason why you're tardy today?" Mr. Braison asked me. I didn't feel like arguing so instead of jumping back with a lame excuse, I just shook my head and head sat down in my seat in the middle row. Mr. Braison continued teaching Shakespear on the board. I tried my best to focus, but by the time he'd gotten to the next sentence I was already dosing off into a deep sleep. 

"Miss Waters!" he raised his voice, startling me awake. 

"What has gotten into you? First, you're late to my class without an excuse, and now you're falling asleep? One more strike, and I'll be forced to write you up for a detention." 

I sighed and sat up. He wasn't making this day any easier for me.

"I'm sorry Mr.Braison." I replied. He nodded his head and averted his attention back to the board. I sighed and began to work, counting down the hours until the official end of the day.

By the time lunch started, I was about ready to ditch for the day. Absolutely nothing positive has happened so far and the smell of salted fries filling my nostrils as I entered the cafeteria wasn't helping me one bit. I scanned the room for my table only to find Zoey occupying my usual spot. I sighed and trudged over to the table. At least thing one wasn't there to join.

"Ahem." I cleared my throat, gaining the attention of Zach and Sheridon.

"Oh, hey Kelsi." Sheridon said with a smile. I was tempted to slap her across the face. I know she's my sister and all, but did she really have to let that bitch take my seat?

"Hey." I managed to say without the bitter tone I wanted in my voice. Zach must've caught on that I was annoyed, because he stood up and said,

"You can have my seat. I'll go grab another."

Sheridon's eyes widened, she obviously just now realizing what was wrong.

"Oh, oops. Sorry, I didn't even know if you were coming to lunch today. Knowing that you skipped dinner last night and all..." she mumbled trailing off. I just shook my head, and sat down in Zach's seat. He pulled up another next to me and sat down.

"Someone dieting?" Zoey asked averting her attention to my empty tray.

"Well..-" I was cut off before I could even get the words out of my mouth.

"I mean, I can see why it's necessary. Don't wanna pop out of that dress before you can even get a chance to wear it to the dance." she added with a smirk. I bit my lip trying to control my anger. How dare she insinuate such a thing about me!

But, you know it's true. You're getting fatter and fatter. As a matter of fact, what are you even doing in this cafeteria? Are you that obsessed with food that you can't stay away from it for five freaking minutes? What you need is to be out on that track right now you cow.

I slapped my hand to my forehead to try to block out the voice. What the hell is wrong with me? 

"No!" I snapped glaring up at Zoey. "I'm not eating right now because I feel sick. You should mind your own damn business!"

Sheridon and Zach were caught off-guard by my language. I'm not one who usually uses those words, but Zoey was doing a great job of driving me off the edge. 

She seemed even more amused by my sudden outburst.

"Must've hit a nerve." she mumbled grabbing her fork, and stabbing her salad. I was tempted to stab her with the fork.

"Anyway....who saw Glee last night?" Sheridon asked with a smile, attempting to change the subject. I stood up to walk away. I'd had enough of this nonsense. My chair scraped the wood on the ground, and I grabbed my tray and headed towards the trashcan. I don't know what I was more upset about. The fact that Zoey was basically teasing me about my weight, or the fact that my own two "best friends" didn't even defend me while it happened. 

It's because they know the truth. They see how large you are, but they're just trying to be nice and avoid the conversation. You know that's the exact reason.

"Ugh! I screamed once I stood on the other side of the door from the cafeteria. If that thing would just shut up!

"I didn't eat anything, are you happy?!" I said to myself as I stormed down the hallway. I entered the girl's bathroom and slammed the door behind me. It was hard to find my way to an empty stall since tears began to blur my vision. Once I made my way inside a stall, I locked it behind me and slid down to the floor. Was I going delusional? Having conversations with myself?

No, you're not crazy. I'm happy you're beginning to see what's wrong with you. We can work together to get this weight off.

I wiped the tears from my eyes, dampening my shirt's right sleeve. To make matters worse, my head began to hurt like hell. I hadn't eaten a thing all day, and I knew that's what the problem was. But, I couldn't allow myself to eat. There would be no more of poisoning my body with such fat substances. 

It was time for me to take full control.