I looked away from the floor length mirror in front of me in shame, as I struggled to fit into my gorgeous pink leotard. It had been happening more and more often recently, first her denim short-shorts, then her dance tights and now her leotard it was as if they were closing in on her tighter and tighter… skin tight.
May green was your average 14-year old dance prodigy. She danced 24/7; ballet, jazz, tap, contemporary, modern and even hip hop. It was her life. She had always been stick thin, in top shape. Until recently, the gap between her thighs was gone and her collarbones didn't stick out like two _ anymore.
At school may was popular, well as popular as someone could be who had absolutely no free time outside of school. She had a group of loyal best friends, all dancers or gymnasts of course, so they understood her lack of free time.