The Lies We Told On Thursday Nights

22a. Tuesday/Wednesday: Hormones and Lawns (Emery)

Hey Y'all. As you know, I did two Levi chapters, so I'm doing two Emery chapters. I don't like switch days within one chapter, but the first part is on Tuesday afternoon that (I will say when) it is Wednesday during lunch, and 22b will be after school on Wednesday.

Emery

Tuesday-4:49 p.m

I sat on the edge of the bed, examining my thighs. While they didn't quite touch, they were too close for my liking. I glanced up, eyeing a pile of books and half-done assignments on my desk. It was early in the afternoon, and I had plenty of time to do my work, I didn't want to do it now.

I had much more important tasks to complete besides a 3 point elective worksheet.

Rumor has it Levi is throwing a party next Saturday, and despite my social high school status, I was determined to be there.

I got him, the captain of the football team to like me. He thought I was cool. I was probably 5 pounds lighter than the last time I really talked to him a few months ago.

That's the only thing that has changed...the only factor that can result in him liking me.

I needed to lose more weight. I had been plateauing for weeks now, fluctuation a terrifying pound or two. But there was little improvement; in fact I swore I was gaining more weight.

And if I wanted to go to that party next Friday, I needed to be at my best. I needed to prove to those popular people I can be astounding like them.

I recalled Jayla's statement, how she considered me kinda skinny. That gave me a shot of ecstasy, that meant I wasn't too far from reaching her weight. Her beauty.

Even though it was well over a week away, I already was preparing my outfit — a shimmery red halter dress. I could parade my thighs and angelic collar bones. And I had over a week to reach that stage of perfection.

I've read on ana blogs that it is possible to lose a lot of weight in such time. Eat very very little, less than 450 calories a day, but when you do it eat to make sure the food boosts metabolism. And run a lot, avoid strength training. Don't eat anything with sugar, even natural sugar. Absolutely nothing with fat--in fact I plan on stashing nearly calorie-less vegetables and live off those until the partner.

I remember finding the perfect dress for a party. I knew this wasn't a dance or prom, so casual dresses were required.

I saw one in the magazine...the description was long, but the dress was stunning.

And I needed to look perfect. Maybe it is my constant loneliness and lack of any romantic interest that drove me to be slightly intrigued by Levi Cerlton.

I didn't have a crush on him, he just enthralled. Intoxicated me with his unpredictability.

And I related to him on some levels, more than others may think.

I honestly do want to hate him, I mean I should. He and his team would mock me and pick fun at my attitude. The list proved it...it proved his teammates did it at least.

I think I believed when he said he had nothing to do with it. I think he may sound jerk at school but never does anything jerky.

We had no work out equipment in the house, no weights or work out machines. My mom did have a gym membership, but she always kept the card on her.

I've tried to take it from her, but she was smarter. This house isn't good for burning calories. The best thing is to run up and down the stairs which is strictly against my recovery plan.