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H O P E
2 DAYS LATER
I enter the kitchen to make breakfast.

"Your school called. Your homeroom class has been changed. You are now with Mrs. Evans for homeroom." Lizzie says.

"Why?" I ask.

"I'm not sure." Lizzie says.

I take a bite out of my bagel.

After about 10 minutes, Lizzie drives Lia and I to school.

I enter the large building and go into my new homeroom class.

I sit down and a random desk, which happens to be next to a random girl.

She has dark brown hair fading into blonde just past shoulder length, big blue glasses, very pale skin, and light blue eyes.

She's wearing a chocker necklace, a Five Seconds of Summer shirt, and black leggings.

"Hi! I'm Millie. You just transferred from Mr. Una, right?" she asks.

"Yup. Don't know why." I say.

"Well, Mrs. Evans is pretty nice." Millie says.

"And that Sydney was in that class. She's a jerk." I say.

Millie gaps."Sydney?"

"Yup." I say.

"Stay AWAY from her. She's a totally douche." Millie says.

"Class, listen up!" Mrs Evans says.

She takes attendance, and we head to the next class.

"I'll sit next to you at lunch!" Millie calls.

I run into math.
A FEW HOURS LATER
I sprint out of school, my phone in my hand.

I rush into Lizzie's car, where Lia is waiting.

"Girls, I have something very important to tell you." Lizzie says.

We nod.

"So you know how YouTubers like Dan and Phil get their own tour? Well, I'm finally able to take one!" Lizzie chirps.

"OH MY GOSH!" we yell.

"We'll be touring the U.K, Melbourne and Sydney Australia, and the US! Also there's still another few days left after that, so you girls can pick where we go!" Lizzie says.

"JAPAN!" I cry out.

"Agreed." Lia says.

"Looks like we'll be going to Japan!" Lizzie says.

"When are we leaving?" I ask.

"Tomorrow!" Lizzie says.

"What about school?" Lia asks.

"You'll both have tutors on the road. We'll have a private jet." Lizzie says.

"How long will we be gone?" I ask.

"A month." Lizzie says.

"You'll need to pack your things today." she adds.

We pull up into our driveway.

"Hope, can you help me pack?" Lia asks.

"Sure." I say.

We go into her room.

I open up her shirt drawer, and put a few t-shirts into her suitcase.

I envy that all her clothes are size smalls.

I throw a pair of size 0 jeans into her suitcase.

After we fish packing her stuff, she helps me pack mine.

She tosses a few shirts into my suitcase.

"Ugh, all your clothes smaller than mine!" I blurt out.

"Don't worry about it." Lia says.

I put a pair of size 6 jeans into my suitcase.

After we finish packing, Lizzie makes dinner.

I look down at my plate.

A burger, fries, and a glass of water.

Don't eat it, the voice in my head says.

If you want to be skinny like Lia, don't eat.

I ignore the voices, and eat my food.

Afterwords, I go into the bathroom.

My thighs are now stuffed with fat, and my stomach is unattractively poking through my shirt.

*trigger warning*

I grab Lizzie's razor, and bang it on the counter until it breaks.

The blade falls out, and I pick it up.

I drag the cool metal blade across my arm, drawing blood.

Blood pours down my wrist.

I hunch over by the toilet, and shove two fingers down my throat.

I look at my meal one last time, and flush it down the toilet.

I step on the scale, and weigh myself in disgust.

108 pounds.

No more food.
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Currently writing this in the car:)

Poor Hope:(

I still wish I looked like Lia lol.

Btw, Hope has thick wavy brown hair, and brown eyes. She is based off me irl.

Bye beautiful💕

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