Chapter 2

2 Months later at 11:00 am

Sara steps on the scale & it says 110 lbs. "Wow I lost 20 lbs in just 2 months. Good. I've been exercising after dinner when I go into my room when i'm supposed to be doing homework. I do the homework, but only after I do 200 crunches, 100 push-ups, 600 squats, & between 600 & 700 jumping jacks. What a great work out. I don't think I look any different. Maybe 10 more lbs, then i'll be at 90. That's a good goal weight. Yah that's good. I've been good at covering it up so mom doesn't notice or my friends or anyone for that matter. I'm so good."

"Sara."

"Yes mom." Sara pokes her head out of the bathroom & down the stairs. "What is it. I'm busy."

"Honey, I almost forgot to tell you that i'm going to be out of town this weekend."

"Why mom?"

"Because my business partner found us a person who's willing to sell our product. Actually i don't know how long i'll be gone. You'll be home alone. Will you be okay by yourself?"

"Yah, i'll be fine. I'll probably... Actually i don't know what i'll do the whole time your gone. I'll probably eat, watch tv, spend time on the phone. I don't know. Stuff like that."

"Okay. If you want to invite a friend over while i'm gone that's fine with me. Just no parties & no boys."

"Okay mom. Actually i'll be glad to have some peace & quiet. I'll just have the time to myself. I can work on my story."

"Okay. Well i'll call you before I come home. Okay I must be going."

"What you're leaving now?" Sara asks her mom.

"Yah. Sorry, but I had planned on telling you a week before I went, but we haven't been talking that much. I thought this was a good time. Sorry sweetie. How about I bring you a souvineer from every state or country I visit? How does that sound?"

"That sounds good. Does that mean that i'll be getting alot of stuff?"

"I have no idea. I don't exactly know all the places that we're going. I wish I did, but I've got about $1000 for souvineers. I've saved them from all the tips I got in the last couple of months."

"How long have you known about the trip?"

"About a couple of months. Why?"

"I don't know."

Her mom looks at her watch. "I really must be leaving. Aaron's meeting me the airport in 20 minutes & that's how long it takes me to drive there."

"You're taking a plane?"

"No, I'm taking Aaron's personal jet. An old rich girlfriend got it for him on his birthday. He dumped her 2 weeks later. She didn't want the jet back. She even told him so. It's so funny." Her mom laughs.

"Oh okay. Well, have fun mom. Don't worry i'll be fine & you can always call my cell. Don't call at home because i may not be near it or i'll be out with friends. Like that'll happen, but just in case."

"Okay." She rushes out to her car & drives off.

Sara waves to her from the window. When she sees her mom turn the corner she jumps for joy. "Piece of cake. Now I can diet without being afraid of her being around. I can get on the tredmill in front of the tv. I can run about 9 miles a day. At 12:00, 5:00, & at 9:00 before bed. After I exercise for the last time i'll take a shower, drink some hot tea while watching alittle tv standing up, & then go to bed. How wonderful. This will be great. I'm so glad. I was a little afraid that my mom would find out, but now with her gone I don't have to be afraid." She runs to her room, sets her treadmill up after she gets it out from under her bed, turns it on, changes into her exercising outfit, & starts running. "I love this. I almost forgot." She turns her music on loud. "It makes it easier for me to exercise to KISS FM. I love this station."

2 hours later

She gets off. "This was a great workout." She towels herself off. While she's doing that her cell phone rings. "Hello. Hey, Stacy. What's up."

"Nothing much. The girls were wondering if you'd like to go out to lunch tomorrow for Margie's birthday."

"I completely forgot today was her birthday."

"Don't worry we're going to suprise her with a girls' day out. Manicures, pedicures, spa treatment. For all of us. On my mom's credit card."

"Cool. What time do you want to meet?"

"Tmmorow at 10:00 in the morning."

"Cool where do we meet?"

"Tommorow we'll pick you up on the way to everything. We'll have her in the car."

"Okay. Do you want me dressed up?"

"Dress up, but not dressie."

"So how about my black knee high skirt w/the lace on it, my black leather knee high boots, & my black turtleneck? Does that sound too dressie?"

"No that sounds great. So we'll see you tommorow?"

"Yah! Can't wait."

The Next day

Sara gets up & gets dressed, but instead of the skirt she puts on a pair of leather pants & slips on her leather jacket.

Her friends come to pick her up. "What happened to wearing your leather skirt?"

"I felt like wearing this. Is there something wrong with it?"

"No, of course not. It's just that-never mind. You look nice. It does seem a little cold to be wearing a skirt today anyway. Besides you're dressed a little like the rest of us."

"Great, so where's the birthday girl?" She looks around.

"You're the last person to pick up before we pick Margie."

"Oh, you said that she would be in the car with you."

"Well, she running a little late."

"Does she know what we're doing?"

"All she knows is that we're coming to pick her up to have fun like we do every weekend. She thinks that we completly forgot her birthday."

"Oh, lets go."

They drive to her house, pick her up, & spend the day having fun. After they have Claim Jumper's for dinner they drop Sara off at her house. They ask if they can stay over, but she says that she's not allowed to have anyone over while her mom's gone & besides she's tired & wants to go to bed. They understand, drive off, & Sara goes inside. She runs into the bathroom & throws up her dinner.

There, I feel much better." She wipes her mouth. "I hate when I eat like that. Now it's time for exercising while doing my homework. Perfect. I'm glad i put if off until the last day. It made things more fun. I'm actually glad I ate that much, & threw it up. I can run it all off & do my homework. I didn't get the chance to throw my lunch up so this is the perfect time to do that. I can run it all off. I have so much homework, so it'll take hours. Good more time to run like hell on my tredmill. Go Sara!"

5 hours later

Sara gets off the tredmill sweaty. "Damn, I need a shower, then I can go to bed. Perfect the shower will make me relax. I mean it'll relax me. Wonderful." She goes & takes a shower.

1 week later

Sara wakes up to the phone ringing. "Hello." Sara says sleeply.

"Sara, are you okay? It's mom."

"Hey mom, I'm fine. You just woke me up." Sara rubs her eyes. "Hold on, let me put on my headset." She puts it on. "Okay. What's up? Where are you calling from & what time is it?"

"I'm calling from Florida & it's 9 o'clock in the morning, but where you are it's 10:30 in the morning."

Sara looks at her clock. "Wow, so it is. Why did you call me this early? I'm supposed to be up until about noon." She yawns.

"I called this early because I felt like it. Besides it's a beautiful day."

"Oh." She thinks for a minute. "Actually it's a good thing you called this early, I forgot i'm meeting the girls for lunch this morning. We're meeting at 12:30. Holy shit i'd better hurry up & get dressed. I gotta go. How about I call you later? About 5:00? I'll be busy until then."

"Okay. Have fun."

"I will. Love ya." She hangs up the phone & digs through her closet.

"i almost forgot the girls are picking me up today. Damnit how can I be so dumb. What to wear, what to wear? I know I'll wear my black 'Baby Girl' shirt with my black leather pants & my black leather jacket. I'll look so hot today." She puts her clothes on & they don't fit right (they're too big) "Holy shit. I guess I need to go to the mall tomorrow. I don't want the girls to say anything about the way I look. I'll wear my black pants that have the drawstring. They look good enough to go out to lunch in. I can still wear my 'Baby Girl' shirt, but instead of the leather jacket I'll wear my little black hoodie." She puts her clothes on. "Perfect." She hears her friends honk the horn. She runs outside. "Hey girls."

"Hey girl. Nice look. I was afraid I would look tacky, but I'm glad that you're wearing close to what I'm wearing. I feel better."

"No problem." They go out to lunch & spend the day at Maria's house (friend) watching movies.

4:30 pm

"I gotta go."

"What's the hurry? The boys are coming over at 6:00. Stay awhile."

"I really have to get home. I have homework. Tons."

"Come on. You spend too much time on homework & at home. Are you hiding something from us?" Maria's face breaks out in a smile. "I'm kidding. I was kidding. Besides I figured you wouldn't stay so I only invited our guys. I thought i'd ask & if you said yes I'd call him up & invite him over. Later girl."

"Later." She gets home, throws up all the food she had while she was gone, changes into exercise clothes, & gets on her treadmill & runs.

2 hours later

The doorbell rings. She gets off & goes to answer it. It's UPS. She signs for it & brings it inside.

"Cool!" Sara acts all excited. "It's my ThinMaster5000. (A/N: This probably isn't a real product. I have no idea) I put it on my stomach & the pounds come right off. It's perfect for sleeping. I can wear it while i'm sleeping & I can loose pounds while i'm sleeping. Oh the package says that's it's for slepping. Perfect."

The Next Day

She goes out shopping for clothes & she sees her friends in one of the stores she's in. "Hey girls. What are you doing here?"

"Shopping just like you. I thought you had clothes?" Maria looks at her funny. "Are you okay? You look a little skinny."

"I'm fine. I've just been going to the gym. I want to get into shape. I guess I sheded some pounds while I was there. I didn't notice."

"Yah you have, but you look so good. You're in such good shape. Which gym do you go to?"

"I actually have my own gym. I work out there. I have weights, a treadmill, a bike & a few other things. You can work-out with me sometime if you want."

"That's okay. I don't want to get in anymore shape. I'm happy just the way I am."

"Okay. I gotta go. See ya later girls."

"Later."

Sara goes home. "I can't believe I almost got caught. Oh my god."

A/N: I plan to write more, but I thought this chapter should come out. I hope you like.