It was too risky to spike Lindsay’s food with lard. It might not be as fast, but tricking Lindsay into overindulging was the best plan.
“Oh Lindsay!” She said, putting on her fake caring voice.
“Yes Weather?”
Heather stifled a growl, Lindsays idiocy would never cease to annoy, “It’s HEATHER. And, uh, I just wanted to tell you, as a girl, that you’re, Uh.....stress wrinkles are getting noticeable.”
Lindsay stared in shock. “Wuh..Wra.....wrinkles?” She said frozen. “WRINKLES!!!”
She ran to her mirror, desperately searching for such wrinkles.
“Oh, stress wrinkles can be quite devious, you can’t see them yourself, only a valuable, trusted best friend like me can help.”
Lindsay stumbled over to Heather, panicking further. “Are, are they bad,”
Heather looked at her, faking shock and disbelief. “Oh dear.....some of the worst I’ve ever seen. You look like your mother’s sister, if not your grandmother!”
Lindsay began bawling! “OH PLEASE, I’M TOO YOUNG TO BE OLD!!! How do I fix them, I need to look my best.”
Heather smirked. Lindsay had bought the story, lock, shock, and barrel.
“Lindsay, have you ever heard of a cheat day?” Heather asked coyly?
The girl in question put her finger on her chin, a blank look on her face. Not much going on upstairs.
“Uhh.......is that when a girl who’s in a relationship finds another man and-“
“No, Lindsay, no.” Heather stopped, sick of the girls buffoonery. “It’s when you eat and do whatever you want, and don’t think about your appearance at all.”
Lindsay smiled. “Ooh, like a spa day,”
“Sorta.” Heather said, giggling to herself. “You get to spend all day laying around, eating junk food, and entertaining yourself, and you never have to think about how you look once, You don’t even have to bathe and comb, it’s all about you.”
“That sounds like, SO good, because, I love chocolate, and, all this thinking about my hair is really starting to bum me out. But.....won’t I get fat?”
“Oh please, that’s the entire point of s cheat day. No consequences. Just you, indulging your most selfish of needs.”
“YAY! CHEAT DAY!!!”
Heather, thinking quickly, added more.. “Athough, with wrinkles this bad, you might wanna make that cheat day last a month or two. We wouldn’t wanna have to start calling you grandma, would we? Lindsay?”
Heather turned to look for Lindsay, only to find her ALREADY pigging out on chocolate. “Hmmph, mmmmmm, I can’t believe I can do whatever I want, and still stay smoking hot. I should have had a cheat summer years ago. NUM NUM NUM NUM UURP!” A soft belch erupted from her mouth. “Excuse me!”
“Don’t bother, it’s your summer long cheat day, let out all the gas you want.”
As Lindsay resumed her chocolate binge, Heather smiled. Her plan was working perfectly.
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