The Meaning of Beautiful
By: Gypsy Tollamer
Authors Notes: I wanted to thank all the people who reviewed my fic. This fic is really personal for me. And ignorant reviewers #2 and 3... I mean : Dorothy... You've inspired me to write more!
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Weeks passed and they soon turned to months. Christmas had come and gone Quatre had asked for an excerisize boke for his room and that's what he got. he would set his school books on the chest pad while he pedaled and burnt off the non-exsistent calories he had consumed.
"Dorothy?." he asked pedalling. "I think I've gotten thinner. I mean I've lost almost 30 pounds."
"How much do you weigh now?" She asked flipping her drasticlly blonde hair over one shoulder.
'I weight 86." he said pedalling still.
"too fat. You're too fat. Look you've still got a chubby face. that means your fat Quatre. And fat isn't beautiful." she said flinging open the door to his closet so Quatre could see all the taped up pictures of models and actresses that were so beautiful. "These people are beautiful. Thin people are beautiful." There was a knock on the door Dorothy closed teh closet door and hid. Quatre then got off teh bike and opened the door. It was Iria.
'Hi Cutie." she said. 'Working out? Man, I wish I had your dedication." she came in and dat on teh bed handing him a water bottle. "here ya go."
"Hello." He said picking up his english book.
"What are you doing Senior paper?" she asked.
'Yup." he said. "Canterbury Tales."
"I hated Chaucer in school." she said flipping through teh magazine on his bed.
'Yo Quatre, What's with all the adds being ripped out? And all teh models pictures cut out?" she asked.
"They make me feel bad so I got rid of them." he lied.
'Feel bad? About yourself?" Iria asked. "Oh honey why?"
"They're beautiful." he whisperd "and I'm not." Suddenly his door opened and Relena toddled in. Iria picked her up.
'I think you are." she said ruffling Relena's hair. "Rellly, Isn't Quarte pretty?"
'Quatre's very pretty." Relena said. hugging her brother.
"See you're pretty." she said. 'Now stop feeling bad about yourself. And take a shower!"
"You stink like a skunky!" Relena said.
"I do not." Quatre said..... he paused 'Do I?" he asked Iria. She knodded and ushered Relena out of the room. Quatre turned on teh shower adn drank from his bottle of water.
"they think I'm pretty." he said aloud removing his sweaty gym clothes.
He then stepped in the shower Rubbing the soap on his body. the impurities washed away down the drain.
"Dorothy." He called. "they think I'm pretty."
"pretty is a little above average. beautiful is 10 times more then pretty. adn you wanna be beautiful. you can be beautiful." Dorothy said. 'but you have to try harder!"
Quatre then leaned against teh wall of the shower. He thought about being pretty. The men begging him to be their own. Then there would be that one boy. That one boy who sear him to the soul with warm, senuous touches, but that was enough about that... he had to wash his hair.........................................
END of Part 3
By: Gypsy Tollamer
Authors Notes: I wanted to thank all the people who reviewed my fic. This fic is really personal for me. And ignorant reviewers #2 and 3... I mean : Dorothy... You've inspired me to write more!
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Weeks passed and they soon turned to months. Christmas had come and gone Quatre had asked for an excerisize boke for his room and that's what he got. he would set his school books on the chest pad while he pedaled and burnt off the non-exsistent calories he had consumed.
"Dorothy?." he asked pedalling. "I think I've gotten thinner. I mean I've lost almost 30 pounds."
"How much do you weigh now?" She asked flipping her drasticlly blonde hair over one shoulder.
'I weight 86." he said pedalling still.
"too fat. You're too fat. Look you've still got a chubby face. that means your fat Quatre. And fat isn't beautiful." she said flinging open the door to his closet so Quatre could see all the taped up pictures of models and actresses that were so beautiful. "These people are beautiful. Thin people are beautiful." There was a knock on the door Dorothy closed teh closet door and hid. Quatre then got off teh bike and opened the door. It was Iria.
'Hi Cutie." she said. 'Working out? Man, I wish I had your dedication." she came in and dat on teh bed handing him a water bottle. "here ya go."
"Hello." He said picking up his english book.
"What are you doing Senior paper?" she asked.
'Yup." he said. "Canterbury Tales."
"I hated Chaucer in school." she said flipping through teh magazine on his bed.
'Yo Quatre, What's with all the adds being ripped out? And all teh models pictures cut out?" she asked.
"They make me feel bad so I got rid of them." he lied.
'Feel bad? About yourself?" Iria asked. "Oh honey why?"
"They're beautiful." he whisperd "and I'm not." Suddenly his door opened and Relena toddled in. Iria picked her up.
'I think you are." she said ruffling Relena's hair. "Rellly, Isn't Quarte pretty?"
'Quatre's very pretty." Relena said. hugging her brother.
"See you're pretty." she said. 'Now stop feeling bad about yourself. And take a shower!"
"You stink like a skunky!" Relena said.
"I do not." Quatre said..... he paused 'Do I?" he asked Iria. She knodded and ushered Relena out of the room. Quatre turned on teh shower adn drank from his bottle of water.
"they think I'm pretty." he said aloud removing his sweaty gym clothes.
He then stepped in the shower Rubbing the soap on his body. the impurities washed away down the drain.
"Dorothy." He called. "they think I'm pretty."
"pretty is a little above average. beautiful is 10 times more then pretty. adn you wanna be beautiful. you can be beautiful." Dorothy said. 'but you have to try harder!"
Quatre then leaned against teh wall of the shower. He thought about being pretty. The men begging him to be their own. Then there would be that one boy. That one boy who sear him to the soul with warm, senuous touches, but that was enough about that... he had to wash his hair.........................................
END of Part 3