Lose The Fat Or Lose A Friend

Part 2

Without responding to Becky I went back in to the fitting room and shut the door. That dress was the last thing I tried on the rest of the day. Lilly acted as if nothing had happened and continued shopping. Becky and I stayed at the clearance rack while Lilly paid for her black and white converse. After that we decided to go to my house, after all no one would be home. My parents are on vacation. I’m about to be a freshman in college so they thought it’d be nice for me to spend more time with Becky and Lilly before school starts. When we arrived at my house Lilly told us she couldn’t stay. “ I’m going to work out I actually care about my figure,” I recall her saying. Becky and I got out of her blue buggy and walked down my stoned driveway. When we got inside I sat on the reclining chair and Becky on the long brown sofa. “Becky am I really that fat? Don’t lie I can take it.” Becky’s eyes softened and were instantly filled with what looked and felt like pity. I know she didn’t want to hurt my feelings let alone answer that question. So I quickly said “ forget it, anyways are we still going to that burger place tomorrow with Lilly?” “Yeah we are, I hear that place is one of the best places to eat here in San Diego!” Becky said. Soon after our conversation Becky had to go home. I went to the bathroom down the hall and pulled out my moms scale from under the sink cabinets. Then I went across to my room and closed the door. After I put the scale on the ground I took my wrinkled green shirt and blue jeans off. I stepped on and looked at my feet and the scale before even looking up. “Wow I really need to get a pedicure this chipped pink nail polish is not the business” I thought to my self. Then the scale came on, 183 pounds is what it read. I looked at myself through my closet door mirrors. Long shinny brown hair, big hazel eyes, and a beautiful straight smile. That’s all I have going for me. I have a little double chin kicking in. I have no thigh gap what so ever. My waist is at the verge of drooping over my underwear and well my arms, I wont be waving hello to anyone anymore. This is when I realized I really did have to lose weight.