As I wake up from my slumber, I remember that today is Ariel's meet and greet. I pull my heavy self out of my twin bed, which I can barely fit in. I grab my Ariel's Babies shirt and put it on. You can TOTALLY see my fat rolls through the skin fitted white t shirt. I stare at my hideous face and grab my contour kit.
As I was caking the makeup on my face, a great idea popped in my head. Starvation. I know it's bad for my health, but it's a surefire way to lose weight, right? My goal is to be 90 pounds, therefore I would have to lose 110, which is going to take a hell of a lot of work, and time. There's some anorexic girls at my school, and they're so skinny. I'd do anything to be them. They're skinny, pretty, and have boyfriends.
I'm only 12, and you could argue that I don't need a boyfriend, but I do. The chances of me and Jacob Sartorius getting together are slim to none, who could ever love a girl who's shaped like a cupcake, but has the face of a Cabbage Patch Kid? Not to mention the fact that I'm extremely annoying and bothersome to others. God, I should just cut my self really deep one day, and hopefully I'll pass out, and not wake up.
After I finish my make up, I still look like a troll, I put my hair in pigtails and dash downstairs for my mom.
"What would you like for breakfast, sweetie?"
Right before I could blurt out, "Chocolate chip pancakes!" I remembered my diet.
"No thanks mom, I'm still full from dinner last night."
"Okay honey," she said, with a smile on her face. "Let's head out."
I nod, and we drive to the city convention center, where they'll be doing meet and greets. We walk in through the revolving doors and I squint my eyes and I can see Ariel from a distance. I squint even harder and I can see someone else next to her, so I went in for a closer look...