Jenna
“Ben’s taking me to grab food. Do you want to come? I doubt Raine will come. I think she’s going home with that guy.” Sarah giggles. “But Brandon will be there.” She smiles while batting her eyelids.
I chuckle at her while drying my hands after washing them. I bet Benton and Brandon think we’ve gotten lost; we’ve been in the bathroom for at least ten minutes.
“I’m not hungry, Sarah.”
“Please don’t do this, Jenna,”
“I’m not doing anything, Sarah.”
I’m tired of this. I’ve heard it again and again this past week. I shouldn’t have made myself vomit while at Sarah’s house, but I couldn’t bear the thought of letting the food settle in my stomach. If I had, I would have gained a couple of pounds. Or at least that’s what I tell myself, even though I know that’s stupid.
But that’s how
