All to soon, she heard the thumping of footsteps in the hall outside of where Reiza hid in her few moments of privacy. She breathed deeply then screwed the knob for the water and the pounding stream slowed to a stop. She used the wall as a support and levered herself out of the shower, her eyes barely open. She was tired, drawn, numb but still she walked over to the sink to swipe her hand over the fogged up mirror.
A million words sprung to her mind as she glanced at her reflection and her faced contorted in disgust.So fat and ugly, looks like I'm going to have to starve again. She looked down and saw her latest engraving that had burnt so much under the running water 'fake,' exactly what she was. A lying fake. She glanced away and quickly dressed before doing everything she could to get ready to face she day. She ignored everything her mind tried to scream at her, almost shouting to herself, 'Shut up!' She couldn't do that though, she didn't yell, didn't do anything.
Reiza drew back the corners of her lips into what could pass as a smile and left it there hiding her true feelings. She waited until she knew she would have to skip breakfast to catch her bus and dashed passed the kitchen where the smells of a cooking breakfast released a chorus of rumbles from her stomach.
'Aren't you going to eat?' Her mother asked as she ran towards the front door.
'Not enough time!' She yelled and grabbed her school bag before sprinting from the threshold not wanting to look at her family. Her legs took her down the street and she jumped onto the bus that had just arrived to take her where she least wanted to go.
Oh the joy! She thought to herself sarcastically and slid into an empty seat away from everyone else who was packed at the back of the bus like a can of sardines. She didn't need friends, she had enough trouble coping as it was.
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