I was jolted out of bed by the sound of crashing against my window; it was just another thunder storm, but it seems as if it scares me every time. Not the terrible kind of scary, the scary when your toast pops up when you least expect it. After the crashing noise was gone, or at least quieter, I grabbed my baby pink PearPhone to check the time. It was 5:30, I usually wake up at 6:30. But I figured why not just have an early start on my day? That sounded pretty good to me. I tip toed out into my hallway, I usually wouldn't really care, but my parents have ears like bats. So I'd rather safe from being grounded then sorry. Plus, I didn't want to wake up my little brother. He needs his sleep, and I care about him with all of my heart. As soon as I got down our wooden staircase, I headed for the kitchen. I made myself a bowl of cereal, frosted flakes to be exact, and a glass of orange juice. To me, this was breakfast of champions, considering my parents are usually too busy to feed me and my brother in the morning. But, they don't drink milk anyway. They say they would NEVER want to drink liquid coming from a cows area, but I honestly don't give a crap what they say. A girl needs her calcium. I headed into the bathroom and brushed my long red velvety hair, I put on all my makeup and brushed my teeth. I tip toed back upstairs to lay out my outfit. I chose a floral dress, pink flats & a matching pink cardigan. Cute! I giggled a little bit, and finally I looked at myself in the mirror. I thought I looked okay. Intill, I looked at my stomach. Am I really this fat in person? Maybe I should lay off the frosted flakes. I sigh. I'll never be as pretty as Tori, or any other girl at Holly Wood Arts. I started to wonder how Tori stayed so skinny, and it began to bug me, and then I remembered what I saw in a movie once. It was a girl sticking her finger down her throat, and throwing up. I cringed at the memory of that awful movie. But it made her skinnier right? It wouldn't hurt to try it Cat, just once. I stuck my finger at the back of my throat, and sure enough I vomited. Ew. I coughed, and brushed my teeth again, I hoped it made me skinnier. I looked at my phone's time again, and it was already 6:50. Crap Crap Crap! I'm gonna be late! I thought. I grabbed my back pack and phone and rushed out the door. I could of gotten a ride, but I had no time. And plus Cat, look at yourself, you need the work out. I sprinted so fast intill I eventually reached school. "Hey Catty!" Robbie smiled. "Hi!" I said in the best cheerful voice possible, it was hard considering I was out of breath from that run. "Are you okay? Do you need a drink or something?" he asked. You don't need any more calories, I'm surprised your bed holds you up at night Cat. "No, I'm fine thanks." I responded. "You look pretty today." He replied. Haha, liar. "Thanks." I blushed, but I knew he was just trying to be nice. I wonder if he see's all the chub on me too. With my stomach, Robbie would never want to date me. Oh well.