Skinny is Pretty I Am Pretty, Right?

I shoot up. Sitting on my bed, the high overtaking my senses I laugh to myself as my door opens and my mother looks at me filling me in on my choices of food for the week I giggle a little more feeling bubbly and on top for a moment. Only for a moment the high would be over in an hour or so. And I'd crash.
Gee calls me I answer giggly and elated. He's coming to get me. I giggle again. great let's get all pretty for Gee. I pull on a loose fitting t shirt and jean shorts. I look hot. I look great.

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