Abigail Michelson
Abigail looked at her reflection, a small frown on her lips as she ran her hands over her stomach. She'd finally gotten the kind of body she always wanted, but it just didn't feel like it was hers. She sighed quietly, running a hand through her brown hair. She grabbed her backpack and walked out of her room. Her parents were sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast, the smell of eggs, sausages, bacon, hash browns, and pancakes hit her.
Abby walked over to the table to make herself a plate. Her mom gave her a stern look, "Here," She said, giving Abby a granola bar. Abby looked down at it a little disdainfully, looking like she wanted to argue but her mom quickly spoke up. "We spent too much money on this make over of yours, I'm not going to have you screwing it up by going back to your old habits." Her mother said, arms crossed over her chest. "Now, get to school before you're late." She added, pointing to the door. Abby gave the food on the table one last longing look before she turned and walked out of the house.
Abby unwrapped the granola bar and ate it as she walked to school. Her first day back to school since her 'make over', first time out of the house actually. She was extremely nervous by the time she reached the front steps of the school, hoisting her bag up a little more on her shoulders, she walked into the building. As far as everyone knew, she was a new student, and that's the way her parents want it to stay. She walked to the office to get her schedule, once she got it, she went to hunt down her locker, keeping her head down as she walked through the hallway.
Abigail looked at her reflection, a small frown on her lips as she ran her hands over her stomach. She'd finally gotten the kind of body she always wanted, but it just didn't feel like it was hers. She sighed quietly, running a hand through her brown hair. She grabbed her backpack and walked out of her room. Her parents were sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast, the smell of eggs, sausages, bacon, hash browns, and pancakes hit her.
Abby walked over to the table to make herself a plate. Her mom gave her a stern look, "Here," She said, giving Abby a granola bar. Abby looked down at it a little disdainfully, looking like she wanted to argue but her mom quickly spoke up. "We spent too much money on this make over of yours, I'm not going to have you screwing it up by going back to your old habits." Her mother said, arms crossed over her chest. "Now, get to school before you're late." She added, pointing to the door. Abby gave the food on the table one last longing look before she turned and walked out of the house.
Abby unwrapped the granola bar and ate it as she walked to school. Her first day back to school since her 'make over', first time out of the house actually. She was extremely nervous by the time she reached the front steps of the school, hoisting her bag up a little more on her shoulders, she walked into the building. As far as everyone knew, she was a new student, and that's the way her parents want it to stay. She walked to the office to get her schedule, once she got it, she went to hunt down her locker, keeping her head down as she walked through the hallway.