Well here is chapter three. Probably one more chapter to this and it should be finished. then who
knows. Do you all know of any stories I have to finish? Or rather, you want me to finish? I'm running
a little dry on ideas so maybe finishing up there would get the fountain flowing. Well I don't
own IaHB. It's Disney's or someone like that. And this chapter is dedicated to Aricraze! For no
special reason except I've been talking to her online and she is fun to talk to and a real sweet
heart! :)
Perfection
Chapter 3
"Caitie, what are you doing?" Jamie shouted. Caitie was shaking. Her hair, stringy and dull, hung
in her eyes. Her eyes were flashing, reflecting the fear in her soul. She'd been caught. Someone
had found out. It was over. Caitie felt relived (A/N:spelling. there should be another E in there I
think) and scared. Not knowing what else to do, she fell to the ground (A/N:not on her barf. lol I
thought you detail people would feel better knowing that) and sobbed. Caitie choked and gasped
and howled. Tears were falling faster than ever. And Jamie didn't know what to do. So he sat
down beside her, gathering her ackwardly into his lap and let her cry. He listened to her as she
made random comments that she pushed past her sobs and tears.
"I-I just wanted to be skinny!" She moaned, barely audible. The words made her cry harder. The
thoughts that had taken over her mind spilled onto Jamie's jeans. "I wanted to be pretty!" She coughed.
A good hour had passed before Caitie had calmed down, some what. Now her and Jamie sat in her car,
the key in the ignition but not started. It was time to talk and Caitie had never been more afraid.
"I don't understand, Caitie. Why? You were fine before." It was obvious Jamie was scared. It was
visible in his eyes and his heart was pounding. But he put on a brave face for Caitie.
"You told me too." Caitie whispered. She looked ashamed...and frightened. Jamie turned to face
her.
"What?!"
"Y-you said that I was getting fat. I just wanted to make you happy. But I'll stop. I promise. I'll
eat. I'll gain 300 pounds. Just don't tell anyone. Please." Jamie didn't know if it was her
begging eyes or pleading voice, but something made him promise he would keep it a secret. Against
his better judgement. And he knew that too.
A Month Later
It had been at least three weeks since Jamie had seen Caitie. From what he heard she was hanging
out at home. But to Jamie, he felt like he was being avoided. Val had voiced the same concerns. Jamie
tried to convince himself that everything was fine. Caitie was back to normal, eating and keeping
it down. Even if that was the case, it didn't explain why he felt so awful. Maybe he hadn't done
the right thing. He had to know. What if something really horrible happened to Caitie? It would
be on his head.
Josephine, his 17-year-old sister, was walking past the door, mumbling about a stupid episode of
Blind Date. She seemed to be oblivious to everyone's problems, except her own. Joe, as she was
called (much to her disliking), was a little conceited, somewhat self-centered, and a beauty pagent (sp?)
winner over a dozen times. It was said she had gotten most of the looks in the family. But that
was also a comment often bestowed to Jamie. Joe would be perfect, beautiful brown eyes, long
straight (A/N: I can't remember how to spell that! OMG! I'm sad!) jet black hair, long eyelashes,
an ivory skin tone, and ruby lips, if she was more compassionate about other people.
But she did possess the ability to put on a show during the competitions and convince the judges
she was something she wasn't. At the moment, she was also Jamie's only advice.
"Joe!" He called out as she glided past the door. Josephine turned her head dramatically, letting
her hair fly out behind her. Batting her eyelashes, she gave him her award winning smile.
"Yes?" She answered sweetly. Jamie motioned her in. Crossing her legs carefully in her pleather
almost too short red skirt, she gazed at him somewhat curiously.
"I have a friend.." Jamie began. Joe laughed her tinkling laugh.
"Good for you." She spit out, turning the charm off.
"I need some help. If you don't want to listen then-" Jamie's eyes lost their sparkle and looked
angry. With the Waite family, all emotion was shown in the chocolate brown eyes they all inheirited. (A/N:
spelling)
"Okay! Calm down. What's the problem?" Joe held up her hands and set them gently on Jamie's shoulders
for a minute. Her manicured finger nails glittered in the light.
"See my friend, has this girlfriend," He started. Jamie knew he was using the old 'my friend's friend'
thing, the oldest trick in the book, and sure, he was the friend and Caitie was the girlfriend,
which also wasn't true. But he needed to improvise.
"Uh-huh." Joe murmured. It was hard to tell if she was listening or picking at her nails.
"And his girlfriend has some kind of problem. An eating disorder. At first she was anorexic but
now she seems to be bulimic. My friend found out, he saw her throwing up and losing weight and
all. But his girlfriend made him promise not to tell, that she was going to stop. So he didn't."
Jamie looked up from his folded hands. Joe was staring at him, in disbelief, in shock even. She
swallowed.
"Jamie," Josephine sounded choked up. "One of my best friends, April, she was in
the pagents with me a few years ago. You never went so I doubt you remember her. But April was beautiful. More
beautiful than me." Joe paused to give a sad smile. "She was skinny. Always dieting or eating
very little. So skinny. We were all jealous. Then one day at a pagent, we all went to this salad place for
lunch. We had to practically force April to get a salad with low-fat dressing. Then we ate quick,
got ready and were off. April ate a few bites. Most of it. I was surprised. I went out and did
my talent routine and went back to the dressing room. I needed to use the bathroom. I went in
and could hear someone throwing up in the stall next to me. The door was unlocked so I peeked in.
I don't have to tell you who it was. Anyways, she made me swear on Grandma Beverly's grave I
wouldn't tell. So I didn't. About a month later, April stopped coming to practices. And then a few
weeks later I would never see her. April didn't call. I was curious so I called her house." Joe
wiped her flooded eyes and continued. Her voice was thick with unshed tears. "Her mother answered.
I asked to speak to April, that is was Josephine. Her mom started crying. To make a long story
short, April died. No one would give me specifics, to this day I don't know what happened exactly.
But her mother told me that April's eating disorder had caused fatal problems and by the time they
knew she needed help, it was too late. She was gone." Joe cried softly for a minute, letting the
memories of her friend come back. It had been hard to go on without her. Jamie sat, stunned.
"But.." Jamie said. Joe interrupted.
"Jamie, I don't know if this is your friend and his girlfriend or you and your friend," Jamie
started to protest. Joe held up her hand to quiet him. "But not telling anyone about April was
the biggest mistake I ever made. The worst. And I live with the guilt everyday. You need to help
whoever this is. Before it's too late. I know it sounds like cliches and corniness. I'm serious
though. Don't wait too long." With that said, Joe rose, lacking her usual posture and grace, and
shuffled to her room.
The phone rang. Jamie leaned over to his phone and saw Caitie's number flashing on the caller ID.
*Okay. There ya go! Hope you liked! I think I might make Joe a regular character Whatdya think?*
knows. Do you all know of any stories I have to finish? Or rather, you want me to finish? I'm running
a little dry on ideas so maybe finishing up there would get the fountain flowing. Well I don't
own IaHB. It's Disney's or someone like that. And this chapter is dedicated to Aricraze! For no
special reason except I've been talking to her online and she is fun to talk to and a real sweet
heart! :)
Perfection
Chapter 3
"Caitie, what are you doing?" Jamie shouted. Caitie was shaking. Her hair, stringy and dull, hung
in her eyes. Her eyes were flashing, reflecting the fear in her soul. She'd been caught. Someone
had found out. It was over. Caitie felt relived (A/N:spelling. there should be another E in there I
think) and scared. Not knowing what else to do, she fell to the ground (A/N:not on her barf. lol I
thought you detail people would feel better knowing that) and sobbed. Caitie choked and gasped
and howled. Tears were falling faster than ever. And Jamie didn't know what to do. So he sat
down beside her, gathering her ackwardly into his lap and let her cry. He listened to her as she
made random comments that she pushed past her sobs and tears.
"I-I just wanted to be skinny!" She moaned, barely audible. The words made her cry harder. The
thoughts that had taken over her mind spilled onto Jamie's jeans. "I wanted to be pretty!" She coughed.
A good hour had passed before Caitie had calmed down, some what. Now her and Jamie sat in her car,
the key in the ignition but not started. It was time to talk and Caitie had never been more afraid.
"I don't understand, Caitie. Why? You were fine before." It was obvious Jamie was scared. It was
visible in his eyes and his heart was pounding. But he put on a brave face for Caitie.
"You told me too." Caitie whispered. She looked ashamed...and frightened. Jamie turned to face
her.
"What?!"
"Y-you said that I was getting fat. I just wanted to make you happy. But I'll stop. I promise. I'll
eat. I'll gain 300 pounds. Just don't tell anyone. Please." Jamie didn't know if it was her
begging eyes or pleading voice, but something made him promise he would keep it a secret. Against
his better judgement. And he knew that too.
A Month Later
It had been at least three weeks since Jamie had seen Caitie. From what he heard she was hanging
out at home. But to Jamie, he felt like he was being avoided. Val had voiced the same concerns. Jamie
tried to convince himself that everything was fine. Caitie was back to normal, eating and keeping
it down. Even if that was the case, it didn't explain why he felt so awful. Maybe he hadn't done
the right thing. He had to know. What if something really horrible happened to Caitie? It would
be on his head.
Josephine, his 17-year-old sister, was walking past the door, mumbling about a stupid episode of
Blind Date. She seemed to be oblivious to everyone's problems, except her own. Joe, as she was
called (much to her disliking), was a little conceited, somewhat self-centered, and a beauty pagent (sp?)
winner over a dozen times. It was said she had gotten most of the looks in the family. But that
was also a comment often bestowed to Jamie. Joe would be perfect, beautiful brown eyes, long
straight (A/N: I can't remember how to spell that! OMG! I'm sad!) jet black hair, long eyelashes,
an ivory skin tone, and ruby lips, if she was more compassionate about other people.
But she did possess the ability to put on a show during the competitions and convince the judges
she was something she wasn't. At the moment, she was also Jamie's only advice.
"Joe!" He called out as she glided past the door. Josephine turned her head dramatically, letting
her hair fly out behind her. Batting her eyelashes, she gave him her award winning smile.
"Yes?" She answered sweetly. Jamie motioned her in. Crossing her legs carefully in her pleather
almost too short red skirt, she gazed at him somewhat curiously.
"I have a friend.." Jamie began. Joe laughed her tinkling laugh.
"Good for you." She spit out, turning the charm off.
"I need some help. If you don't want to listen then-" Jamie's eyes lost their sparkle and looked
angry. With the Waite family, all emotion was shown in the chocolate brown eyes they all inheirited. (A/N:
spelling)
"Okay! Calm down. What's the problem?" Joe held up her hands and set them gently on Jamie's shoulders
for a minute. Her manicured finger nails glittered in the light.
"See my friend, has this girlfriend," He started. Jamie knew he was using the old 'my friend's friend'
thing, the oldest trick in the book, and sure, he was the friend and Caitie was the girlfriend,
which also wasn't true. But he needed to improvise.
"Uh-huh." Joe murmured. It was hard to tell if she was listening or picking at her nails.
"And his girlfriend has some kind of problem. An eating disorder. At first she was anorexic but
now she seems to be bulimic. My friend found out, he saw her throwing up and losing weight and
all. But his girlfriend made him promise not to tell, that she was going to stop. So he didn't."
Jamie looked up from his folded hands. Joe was staring at him, in disbelief, in shock even. She
swallowed.
"Jamie," Josephine sounded choked up. "One of my best friends, April, she was in
the pagents with me a few years ago. You never went so I doubt you remember her. But April was beautiful. More
beautiful than me." Joe paused to give a sad smile. "She was skinny. Always dieting or eating
very little. So skinny. We were all jealous. Then one day at a pagent, we all went to this salad place for
lunch. We had to practically force April to get a salad with low-fat dressing. Then we ate quick,
got ready and were off. April ate a few bites. Most of it. I was surprised. I went out and did
my talent routine and went back to the dressing room. I needed to use the bathroom. I went in
and could hear someone throwing up in the stall next to me. The door was unlocked so I peeked in.
I don't have to tell you who it was. Anyways, she made me swear on Grandma Beverly's grave I
wouldn't tell. So I didn't. About a month later, April stopped coming to practices. And then a few
weeks later I would never see her. April didn't call. I was curious so I called her house." Joe
wiped her flooded eyes and continued. Her voice was thick with unshed tears. "Her mother answered.
I asked to speak to April, that is was Josephine. Her mom started crying. To make a long story
short, April died. No one would give me specifics, to this day I don't know what happened exactly.
But her mother told me that April's eating disorder had caused fatal problems and by the time they
knew she needed help, it was too late. She was gone." Joe cried softly for a minute, letting the
memories of her friend come back. It had been hard to go on without her. Jamie sat, stunned.
"But.." Jamie said. Joe interrupted.
"Jamie, I don't know if this is your friend and his girlfriend or you and your friend," Jamie
started to protest. Joe held up her hand to quiet him. "But not telling anyone about April was
the biggest mistake I ever made. The worst. And I live with the guilt everyday. You need to help
whoever this is. Before it's too late. I know it sounds like cliches and corniness. I'm serious
though. Don't wait too long." With that said, Joe rose, lacking her usual posture and grace, and
shuffled to her room.
The phone rang. Jamie leaned over to his phone and saw Caitie's number flashing on the caller ID.
*Okay. There ya go! Hope you liked! I think I might make Joe a regular character Whatdya think?*