Fooling the World

Chapter 3

I jumped awake from my half-sleep when I heard the blaring of an alam clock.

"Uuggghhh" Stephano groaned, then reached over me to turn off the alarm clock.

He looked supprised when he noticed I was in his bed.

A second later he looked ultimately anoyed.

"You don't have to go to school do you?" He growled.

"I don't think so" I said slowly, "but I'm not entirely sure."

"Okay..." he reponded, but still looked suspicious.

Then he took off his shirt.

"What the hell?!" I screamed, covering my eyes.

"I'm changing, does it bother you?" he asked.

"Yes!!"

"Okay then." and he started taking off his pants.

"STOP!!!" I could have woken the entire neighboorhood with that scream, I thought proudly.

"Stephano! leave that girl alone!" Erica screamed. He left grumbling, but I could clearly make out the words "fatass".

Then the tears started coming. l mean I allways knew I was fat. I am 5'7' and weigh 100 pounds. I guess I am a fatass; I need to start dieting again. I fell asleep once more wondering what would be like to be thin.

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I walked down a couple hours later for breakfast.

I smelled something good coming from the kitchen.

"Mmm, what smells good?" I asked as soon as I marched down the stairs.

"Bacon and fried ham!" Erica yelled, "I took a cooking class last week and decided to try to make somethings. Of course these are high calorie items but I know that you will try them Amber!"

Suddenly I felt tears prickle my eyes. Why is everybody picking on my weight?!

I felt my appetite take off faster than an airplane.

"I'm just going to go to the bathroom real fast." I said to Erica.

I ran up the stairs to the hallway bathroom.

I looked into the mirror.

Ugly.

Fat.

Unlovable.

I felt so alone. I put on a large sweat shirt and some sweatpants.

This way nobody would have to be bothered by my fat.

I went back down the stairs and told Erica I felt sick; she bought it since I was running a fever yesterday.

She looked a little put out when she realized that I wouldn't be eating her special breakfast, but she looked concerned a minute later.

She made sure I was okay and said she would make it again another day.

I didn't eat a bite for the rest of the day.

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"Amber! It's time for dinner dear!"

I slowly walked down the stairs. Just the thought of eating was making me feel sick.

"I don't really feel well. Can I skip dinner today?" I timidly asked Erica.

"I have stuffed potatos dear, don't you still like them?" Erica questioned with a worried look.

"Yes!" I yelled worried about hurting her feelings again, "I just don't feel my best right now."

"But you haven't eaten all day!"

"I'll have something tomorow!" I quickly replied.

"Okay..." Erica replied, still sounding unsure.

My head was spinning. I had not eaten all day; it's been a while since I last did that. I tried to get out of the room without sounding suspicious.

"I'm going to go to bed right now, I'm really tired." I stated as steadly as I could.

"Okay dear, are you allright? You look a little pale." Erica questioned me.

"Fine, thanks for asking." I stated and bolted up the stairs.

I collapsed onto the bed as soon as I reached Stephano's room.

The world was spinning around me.

I remember collapsing on the floor before everything went dark.

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