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Chapter #4
Get to the computer
by: Unknown
"Pant...pant..." Your toes squeak on the wooden steps as you stop to breathe in nothing but what you were wearing for your last weigh-in: namely, just your shirt and underwear. With your hand to your stomach you bend over and take deep breaths.
You're such a lightweight. All that junk food you tried growing fat on last night is still aching and pulling on your belly, all those thick blueberry muffins, chocolate eggs, double creams oreos, stacks and stacks of oreos....
*BUH-LEEP!*
Your ears perk up at the sound of the IM tone coming from upstairs. Who is it on your computer? You immediately pull yourself up, heaving, and carry yourself to your room, heels thudding up the stairs.
You turn the corner and run down the hall to your room. Your panty-clad butt lands in your computer chair and spins around to the screen. Someone's IM-ing you. Who?
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