The scent hit me faster than it should have and the wave of nausea crept up inside me. I ran out of the classroom and paced up and down the corridor until the feeling of sickness settled down. I decided to go the bathroom anyway to wash my hands because it was lunch next. I pushed open the door carefully.

I heard mumbles coming from inside one of the stalls. I listened carefully.

"Why couldn't I just be skinny and pretty? I'm so disgusting. I hate it. I hate it. "

Words don't seem like enough to explain what I felt in that moment. I knew who that voice belonged to. Melissa Lockheart. Also knows as the prettiest popular girl in our school. I didn't know how to feel. I'd always looked upon her as being blessed and I just envied her for being so perfect. Not everything is what it seems.

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