Part 2

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I looked at myself in the mirror, I tugged the hem of my black sweater I was wearing. It wasn't thick but it was a little big to hopefully contain my stomach, my jeans weren't to tight but enough to accentuate the other parts of my legs and it wasn't too tight on my thighs. I slipped on my black vans and left my hair natural, no makeup or anything. I frowned at my reflection wishing and hoping that I would magically be hot like the others wanted. I could tell I was loosing a bit of weight because my jeans fit loose. I guess starving myself was working. I was glad it was it was the only thing that would work for me at this point.

"Come on calling breakfast is ready", my mother knocked on my door and poked her head in.

"Yes mom", I smiled at her and reached for my back pack.

Slinging my back pack over my shoulder I headed out my door and to the stairs, descending the stairs I walked over to the table and took a seat. My mother placed a plate in front of me as I set my back pack down. I gulped at the eggs sausage and toast, that was a lot of food and I really didn't want to throw it up later. Let's see, if I ate the eggs and sausage. I could walk to school, skip lunch and eat dinner, plus I would walk home too. So that would balance it out.

"So darling your sister is coming home from college in a couple of months, are you excited", my mother asked as she set tea in front of me.

"I am, I wonder how she's doing", I said as I denied the sugar and cream.

"You finished darling you didn't have toast", my mother asked as I got up.

"It's ok mom, I'm pretty full", I rubbed my stomach for extra effect.

"Ok love, have a nice day at school", she kissed my cheek.

Nerves bubbled in my stomach as I slowly made my way to school, that meant I would have to face the girls at school and I didn't want too there were four of them and I hated them to bits. Mostly because they breath me till I nearly passed out, I wasn't never ready for the pain even though I got it every day. It was a pain I could never get used to. But I couldn't avoid it so here I went as I slowly climbed the stairs of the school, not ready to face those four monsters.

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