Chapter three
Bam picked up the small box from the shelf and carried it up to the checkout counter.
"Will that be all?" The cashier asked, not even looking up to see who was making the purchase
"Yeah, ring it up. I don't need a bag."
Bam paid and left the store with what he bought. He put the box into the side pocket of his hooded sweatshirt and continued with is jog. Once he got home, he went straight upstairs into the bathroom. Immediately he took the box out of his pocket and opened it. Someone knocked on the door and he quickly shoved the box into his pocket.
"What do you want?" He asked with a slight crack to his voice
"Bam, do you mind if I come in there for a minute?"
"Uh no, not at all." He opened the door so Jenn could walk in
She kissed him on the cheek "So how was your jog?"
"Oh it was… just like the others I suppose."
Jenn picked up her hairbrush and began to brush her hair. As she brushed, she looked at Bam with a smile.
"What?"
"Oh I'm just impressed with you. You're looking good lately."
"Well I've been working my ass off these past two weeks."
"And it shows. Look at you."
He turned to look in the mirror "Yeah… I only have seven pounds to go. Think I can pull that off in a week?"
"Why not?" She sat her brush down "You've always been able to pull off anything else you wanted to do. Why should this time be different?"
She grinned and left the bathroom. When he knew he was alone, he closed the door and took the box out of his pocket. He reached into the box and pulled out one pack of pills. After removing the thin layer of foil from the back of the pack, he popped the pill into his hand. He then poured a Dixie cup of water and downed it with the pill. He knew that, without the aid of diet pills, he would be able to meet his weight loss goal by the time of the skate demo, but he wanted to speed up the process. Eyeing the area around him, he searched for a good hiding place for his diet pills. He didn't want to take the risk of anyone stumbling upon them, and saying something to him about them.
Jenn looked up once she heard Bam come into the kitchen. She had just finished placing a plate of food before Novak, and was waiting, out of habit, for Bam to place his breakfast order. Instead Bam fixed himself a small bowl of cereal. He stood by the sink with his bowl and spoon in hand, as the three of them made morning small-talk over their breakfast. Bam stuck his spoon into the cereal and then held a spoonful of it to his mouth as if to eat it. Then when no eyes were on him, he dumped the spoonful back into the bowl. He repeated this action a few times until he actually had to eat the cereal while Jenn was talking to him. He waited until Novak and Jenn both left the kitchen before he dumped the rest of his cereal down the drain. He contemplated turning on the garbage disposal, but decided against it because that would have drawn attention to him. This had been going on every morning for the past three days, unbeknownst to either of his housemates.