~Liz's Point of View~
2 Weeks Later ************************
I sent in my headshot 2 weeks ago, and I still haven't gotten word. Thalia says it should be here either today or tomorrow and since it's already 11:13p.m., I'm thinking it's going to be here tomorrow. Ugh. Tomorrow is graduation and I still haven't started making that stupid video about someone I admire. Vanessa has been going on and on about making it. She's sort of become like a mom ever since Mom and Dad got their divorce finalized. Dad moved to some city in Washington while Mom's been trying to find some new place to live in California.
Luckily, Vanessa hasn't brought up anything about me being what she calls "anorexic." Ever since I realized I'm finally a size zero, I've been trying to stay this small. It's become a habit to barely eat, and then what ever I do eat I throw it up. So that is what has been going on for the past 2 weeks, plus the numerous other days I've been doing it. Thalia's parents found out a couple of days ago that she wasn't eating, so they have been going to a fast food restaruant every night to make her eat. She barely ate before the bet, so I don't see what the problem is.
I honestly have no idea who to make my admiration video about. Vanessa did her's on our parents, but I don't want to choose them because lots of people would choose their parents. I could do it on Vanessa, but I don't want to. My classmates are a bunch of idiotic alcoholics, so they are out of the question. Thalia, I love her to death, but she isn't exactly "admiration" worthy. Then there's Ashton.
But I don't really know if I would say I admire him. I barely even know the guy anymore. Don't get me wrong; he's funny, smart, cute, and not like the rest of the guys at our school, but I don't know if I would say I admire him. He did punch Jacob in the face though, and I will admit that was pretty admirable. But I can't make a video and show it to the whole school, plus the parents and teachers, about me thanking Ashton for punching Jacob in the face.
All though, I could just make the video and then hand it to Ashton and just not show up to graduation. I don't want to go anway. I'd rather be waiting at home for the mailman to deliver my letter. As soon as I see I'm accepted, I'm leaving this crap town behind.
Fine. I'll make Ashton a video.
Grabbing my phone off the desk, I put the camera on front view and sit in front of it. Pressing play, I realize I'm in my hello kitty pajama pants and a matching tank top. Oh well. Might as well go out in style. I hit play, and begin making my video.
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After I'm done with my video, I burn it on to a dvd. Thank God Dad taught me how to do that, or else I'd be screwed. Once it's done I scrawl his name on the front of it and stick it in the blue case. By now it's already 12:19 p.m. and I don't even feel remotely tired. Instead I feel nervous.
What if the modeling agency doens't want me? What if I'm not good enough? All these thoughts make me feel sick to my stomach. Before I know it I'm rushing to the bathroom. I lean over the toilet and throw up the few things I had for supper. Once I flush that, my body heaves and now I'm throwing up blood. This feels different. My body feels weird. I've never felt like this before. I try to stand but I feel dizzy and sit back down. My stomach burns and so does my throat. I feel like my body is on fire. "Vanessa!" I try to shout but my burning throat cuts me off. Everything burns and I feel like I don't weigh anything. Everything seems to be spinning. I see Vanessa run into the bathroom with Mom right behind her before everything turns black.
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Zero
Roman pour AdolescentsElizabeth Rogers strives to become a model. She believes the only way to do this is to skip a few meals here and there. It's easy enough to do; her parents are constantly at each other's throats, Vanessa, the golden child, has recently been sneaki...