"Okay, you have one more wish left." Gwen said. That is how this whole mess started. And yes, I know that this sounds like some magic voodoo Aladdin shit. But this was for real. I don't know how or why, but it's happening.
2 MONTHS EARLIER
"Kenzie, lets go!!" My older sister Amy yelled up to me from down the stairs. She has desperately wanted to go to the new boutique, Wallflowers, since it opened a couple of days ago. It didn't open it's doors everyday till 11, but Amy being Amy, wanted to go an hour early. No idea why, and I hated her for making me get up at 9 on a Saturday morning. I decided since we were going to the cute/old side of town, I would wear a cute-ish outfit. I grabbed a pair of high waisted shorts, a cropped sunflower hoodie and white converse. I reached down into the back corner of my closet and grabbed my skin tone waist trainer.
You see, I hate to talk about my body but here we go. I am a 217 pound sixteen year old. I have been bullied my entire life for my weight and body shape. I have long legs and a short stubby torso with small boobs and somehow I still don't have a butt.
I slide the waist trainer around my stomach and tied it as tight as I could. I have been doing this same routine for 5 years now and I'm afraid that if I stop, people would make fun of me for wearing this trainer. So I will keep doing this until I find a diet and exercise plan that works for me.
Once I got dressed, I grabbed my black wallet from my dresser and my phone from my nightstand and hopped down the stairs.
"God Kenz, have you ever heard of a brush?" Amy said while reaching to run her fingers through my hair, which I swatted away before she touched my blonde locks. My hair is curly, not like pretty tight shiny curls, I'm talking about frizzy obnoxious blond curls. It reached down to just past my shoulders and I have always hated it. So I grabbed the yellow and white scrunchy from off my wrist and pulled my hair up into a bun.
"Better?"
"Better." Amy responded, sounding satisfied, then she headed for the front door. Our family wasn't rich or anything but we were comfortable enough to afford the essentials. Amy had her own car, a silver Prius, and I am in the middle of purchasing my own car, a red hybrid. I climbed into the passenger seat of Amy's beloved car, Richard, and she got into the drivers seat.
"You know you should really let me practice my driving." I said while buckling my seatbelt.
"You know that is a....terrible idea. I would never risk Richards life like that." Whatever. Amy put the car into reverse and we drove down Garner St. all the way to the highway.
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When we finally found a parking spot, it was a freaking 1 mile walk to the boutique. I was not prepared for this.
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