"I'm sorry, Ally," your mom says, "But you can't stay home just because your body's changing. I won't say it again, go to school!"
You walk out the door, near tears as you're about halfway to school. Unable to comprehend why your power won't drop you below 220 pounds, you sit on the sidewalk for a minute.
When you decide to get up, you panic as you realize that you have to struggle to get off your ass. Finally getting up, you think about how you're suddenly out of breath today. You think about why your clothes are tighter. You think about why you had room to eat 45 pancakes drenched in butter and syrup, then you ate 20 waffles covered in chocolate syrup, and then you even chomped down a breakfast bar on your way out...
When you finally get to school, you somehow slip through the halls unnoticed. Nobody even sees you enter homeroom. But after you sat quietly in your seat for a minute (which felt like it was pressing on your belly), the boy next to you turns around and sees your new girth.
He tries not to stare, but he can't help it. Your flab wobbles even when you aren't moving. Then another kid sees, and another, until you have all 28 people in your homeroom staring at you and laughing.
You feel a pang of anger at yourself for actually wanting a snack during the ordeal. You feel as if you hadn't eaten breakfast, you felt like you hand't eaten in days...
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