One Little Piggy Turned Skinny

FAT CAMP?!

"FAT CAMP?! You want me to go to fat camp?!" I screeched at my mother who was looking a little guilty, she had signed me up to Camp Lemony Snicket - For Young Ladies. Also known as Fat Camp. I knew I was fat and I knew that mother didn't like me being overweight. She wanted me to follow in her footsteps, become famous and look fabulous, all the time. Well I guess when you have two model like parents like I do, then I guess you have a bar that is set pretty high, which in order to reach, you need to be better than both your parents. They did set a good standard, that I would never be able to reach. I was way short of the bar that would never come any closer.

"Honey it's not fat camp. It's Camp Lemony Snicket, to turn you into a proper woman." She insisted, desperately trying to make me feel better.

"Huh, sure whatever you say." I mumbled. She didn't seem to hear.

You see my family was famous for being attractive, I mean look at my parents, my brother, my sister, my relatives. They were all beautiful, it seemed as if I was the let down, the one that didn't reach the family standard. I was the one that everyone shook their head at.

This was my chance to change all of that. My chance to show everyone that I'm not some fat, ugly loser.

I was going to this camp and I would show them how determined I was. How devoted I was to losing weight. I was determined to get fit and I wouldn't let my family down.

Nothing could stop me. That was until I saw the website. It looked absolutely ghastly, to say the least. It looked like hard work. I could sense that this was not an easy going fat camp, it would be one where they were not going to let you in gently. They were going to make you work hard from day one. They would only succeed in their task, their mind set on only one thing, getting you to the weight that was acceptable. Not only that but it was about a four hour drive away. It would take at least eight hours for mother to come and pick me up if I absolutely insisted that it was the worst place on the planet.

But if that's what it took, I was taking the chance. I wasn't going to give up. I was determined. I was going to get skinny.

"When does it start?" I hollered to mother. Hoping it was soon so that I could get it over with during the holidays. I mean having eight weeks of holiday left was surely enough to loose a lot of weight right?

Mother scurried in looking a little ashamed. "Well, April it starts tomorrow." She whispered in a small voice. Nervous of my reaction.

"Great! Well I need to start packing now then." I replied with a smile. She looked shocked, gobsmacked even. As if I had grown a second head.

"Well, that was a rather quick change of heart. Wasn't it, honey?" She giggled, yes giggled (she sometimes acts so immature).

"Well the sooner I can loose weight, the sooner I will be able to make my dream entrance into school. In my red Lamborghini, with shades on and everyone looking my way, jealous of my gorgeous car and then gasping when I step out of the car, mesmerised by my beauty. Crowding around me as I stroll into school." I fantasised, using a sarcastic tone on the last sentence so that it seemed as if I was joking. Little does she know that I plan on doing just that if this summer goes according to plan.

"Well honey bun, go and start packing, we don't want you to be late tomorrow due to last minute packing now do we? Hmm?" She hummed.

Quickly, well as quickly as I could, I dashed up to my bedroom to start. I hope that I'll need a new wardrobe by the time I arrive back after camp. Making a silent prayer that I at least half my weight during the summer.

Grabbing clothes from my walk in wardrobe, I manage to cram everything into two medium sized suitcases and a large rucksack. Then grabbing my phone, laptop and iPod I put them on charge so that everything's ready for the long drive tomorrow.

Tonight was the last time I would sleep in my own bed for seven weeks. The camp was seven weeks long, leaving me with one week before we go back to school. To get everything ready and time for a makeover.

The school wouldn't know what hit them. They wouldn't even realise that it was me. That I had changed drastically over the summer. That I was the fat little Piggy, that had turned skinny.

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Authors Note

Hiya, thank you for reading my book so far. Sorry this chapter wasn't very long, I hope that they will get longer as we progress. I hope you enjoyed it and please vote!

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