Chapter One.
..CHANGES..
I sighed as I stepped out of the pool. I was trying so hard to lose those last ten pounds to reach my goal weight. I rushed to the locker room to change. I wasn't comfortable in a bathing suit anymore, even when I threw a big shirt on over my suit. I unlocked my locker and went to a dressing room. I changed into my sweat pants and tank top, went to the bathroom quickly, then went out to the main entrance to wait for my brother to pick me up. I hated not having a car. It drove me crazy! He pulled up twelve minutes late. I rolled my eyes with frustration as I walked up to his old beat up Honda Civic. Did I mention it was a pale pink? He hopped out of the car, so I could climb in. Yeah, the passenger door was hit at some point in the car's lifetime and it was never fixed, therefore it did not open. It was quite embarassing. Not to mention, he was always blasting his death metal, drawing even more attention to the car.
"Are you ever going to get a new car?" I asked him.
"Are you ever going to get a new face?" He asked.
"You are so stupid." I laughed.
He just smiled. "Do I look okay? I'm picking up Kate in an hour. I want to look nice."
"Honestly, I don't think it matters what you look like if you're picking her up in this peice of garbage. . ." I said.
"I'm taking Mom's van." He said.
"Oh, that's much better." I teased.
He turned the music down. "Seriously, how do I look?"
"Seriously, you look fine." I told him.
He smiled and sighed nervously.
"I don't know why you get so worked up about her." I said. "You've been dating for like a month and you're still so nervous every time you see her."
"I really like her, Mel." He said.
"I noticed." I said smiling.
We pulled up in the driveway of our small three bedroom house. I went straight to my bedroom and started doing push-ups.
"Dinner!" I heard Mom shout. I was not looking forward to dinner. I never did. Mom never cooked healthy meals. I wasn't going to reach my goal if I was eating the junk that she cooked.
"I'm eating at Chloe's!" I shouted back, lying through my teeth. I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and went walking down Bremerton Drive. I walked into Mel's Cafe and ordered a Hambuger without the Bun. I ate slowly as I flipped through an old issue of Newsweek, then I jogged back home. Everyone was done eating when I got home and I could hear Mom doing the dishes. I went to my room and my sister, Carla was laying on her writing in her journal. She was ALWAYS writing in her journal.
"Don't you have anything better to do?" I asked her. I didn't know why she annoyed me as much as she did. I figured it was because we had to share a room, so I had to see way too much of her. I layed down and started doing push-ups. I felt my cell phone vibrate, so I sat up to see who was trying to contact me. I had a text message from James. James was my best friend. He was starting to show interest in me and it scared me. I had never really dated much, so it made me nervous to think of kissing him or doing anything even slightly intimate with him. I looked at my phone.
I miss you, Mel. Call me. James I laughed and stepped outside onto the back porch to call him. I had been avoiding his calls for a few days and I felt kind of bad.
"What's up, loser?" I asked.
"Well, hello stranger!" He said. "Where have you been?"
"Getting ready for college." I lied. I WAS getting ready to leave for college in a few months, but that wasn't why I was avoiding him.
"So, you going to the park to watch me skate tonight?" He asked.
"You know my Mom would never go for that." I said.
"So sneak out." He said.
I giggled.
"Please? I skate so much better when you're there." He said.
"Fine." I said.
"Yes!" He said with excitement.
"You are a dork." I said.
"I know. See you in exactly two hours." He whispered, then hung up.
