A/N: Here is the reposting of the fic I promised you, Underneath it All!!
Just a warning, it deals with a lot of controversial issues and some people
might be a bit OOC, and some stuff might be unlikely, but I hope you all
read and enjoy this. I changed the rating to R to avoid getting it taken
down again. So without further ado, I present you with Underneath it All!
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Seventeen year old Ashley Spinelli stood on in front of the full length mirror in her room and sighed with disgust. According to her scale, she had gained ten pounds within the past two months and it was beginning to show. She could not believe that she had let herself go like that—usually she was physically active and healthy, but due to the stress of her personal and school life, she had ended up pigging out more than usual and in turn, she was too tired to participate in sports she once loved.
She walked over to her bed and sat down on the edge of it. She closed her eyes and thought of everything that had happened within the past three months. First, her brother Joey had been arrested once again for committing a gang-related murder, her other brother Vitto had been placed in the Witness Protection Program for witnessing a plan for a terrorist attack and to top it all off, her parents had been killed during a spy mission in Europe just weeks before Christmas. Since she had no living relatives left- --her parents had both been only children and her grandparents were all dead-----she was told she would have to enter the foster care system, something Spinelli did not want to do, not only because of the horror stories she heard on the news, but also because she could not risk losing another family. In the end, she had declared herself an emancipated teenager and moved in with her best friend Gretchen Grundler, who attended a nearby college and recently purchased an apartment near campus for an easier commute. (Gretchen skipped two grades in middle school)
Life had gotten very difficult for Washington High School's resident tough girl, and the fact that her body was once again changing did not help matters any. Spinelli had always been insecure about her body, ever since she began developing and changing in the fifth grade. She was teased constantly for the size of her chest at such a young age, and it caused her to hide her body in baggy clothes for several years, at least until the other girls in her class had caught up to her physically. It had taken a long time for her to become comfortable in her own skin, and now that she was gaining weight, all the insecurity she had felt in the fifth grade was coming back to her. Between her personal tragedies and her body once again going through unexplainable changes, she felt as if she had no control over anything in her life. She once again stood up and stared at her bra and panty clad body in the mirror, examining the fat that now lay on her hips and rear end.
"Maybe I can't control what happens to me in my personal life, but I sure as hell can control what I eat and make sure I lose this weight and keep it off," she told herself, coming to a decision. It was now March, and she had three months to lose any unwanted weight before the big end of the year events, such as senior prom and graduation were to take place, and keep it off. "It all begins today," Spinelli told herself as she walked over to her closet and took out the baggiest outfit she could find. Once she was dressed and washed up, she headed downstairs to leave for school.
"Hey Spinelli," Gretchen greeted her with a smile. "And how are you this morning?"
"Hey, Gretchen, I'm doing good, how about you?" Spinelli asked, as she pulled a bottle of water out of the refrigerator.
"Aren't you going to eat anything?" Gretchen asked her as she noticed Spinelli putting on her jacket.
"Um, nah, I'm really not hungry today," Spinelli lied, hoping that Gretchen wouldn't press the issue. The last thing Spinelli needed was a lecture from her genius friend about dieting and the dangers of not eating. "It's not like I'm gonna become anorexic," Spinelli thought to herself. "I am only trying to lose some weight, people do it all the time!"
"Um, Spinelli?" Spinelli snapped out of her thoughts and noticed Gretchen looking at her in concern.
"Oh, sorry, girl, I zoned, what were you saying?" Spinelli asked her.
"I said I have a late class tonight, do you want to order in when I come back, or do you want to fend for yourself tonight? "
"Um, I'll make something, don't worry," Spinelli said quickly, looking at her watch. "Look I got to go to school. See you tonight!" Spinelli waved as she ran out the door and to her car. "Two meals taken care of, now if I can only get through lunch without TJ questioning me," she thought as she pulled out of the driveway.
A/N: wow, Spinelli sure suffered a lot hasn't she? And that is only the beginning! This was basically an introduction to explain why Spinelli resorts to what she does, and how it will affect her later on in the fic. Wait til you see what else she goes through----will her friends be able to save her before she ends up hurting herself even more? Find out in chapter two of this story. Please r/r, but if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all, happy reading!
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Seventeen year old Ashley Spinelli stood on in front of the full length mirror in her room and sighed with disgust. According to her scale, she had gained ten pounds within the past two months and it was beginning to show. She could not believe that she had let herself go like that—usually she was physically active and healthy, but due to the stress of her personal and school life, she had ended up pigging out more than usual and in turn, she was too tired to participate in sports she once loved.
She walked over to her bed and sat down on the edge of it. She closed her eyes and thought of everything that had happened within the past three months. First, her brother Joey had been arrested once again for committing a gang-related murder, her other brother Vitto had been placed in the Witness Protection Program for witnessing a plan for a terrorist attack and to top it all off, her parents had been killed during a spy mission in Europe just weeks before Christmas. Since she had no living relatives left- --her parents had both been only children and her grandparents were all dead-----she was told she would have to enter the foster care system, something Spinelli did not want to do, not only because of the horror stories she heard on the news, but also because she could not risk losing another family. In the end, she had declared herself an emancipated teenager and moved in with her best friend Gretchen Grundler, who attended a nearby college and recently purchased an apartment near campus for an easier commute. (Gretchen skipped two grades in middle school)
Life had gotten very difficult for Washington High School's resident tough girl, and the fact that her body was once again changing did not help matters any. Spinelli had always been insecure about her body, ever since she began developing and changing in the fifth grade. She was teased constantly for the size of her chest at such a young age, and it caused her to hide her body in baggy clothes for several years, at least until the other girls in her class had caught up to her physically. It had taken a long time for her to become comfortable in her own skin, and now that she was gaining weight, all the insecurity she had felt in the fifth grade was coming back to her. Between her personal tragedies and her body once again going through unexplainable changes, she felt as if she had no control over anything in her life. She once again stood up and stared at her bra and panty clad body in the mirror, examining the fat that now lay on her hips and rear end.
"Maybe I can't control what happens to me in my personal life, but I sure as hell can control what I eat and make sure I lose this weight and keep it off," she told herself, coming to a decision. It was now March, and she had three months to lose any unwanted weight before the big end of the year events, such as senior prom and graduation were to take place, and keep it off. "It all begins today," Spinelli told herself as she walked over to her closet and took out the baggiest outfit she could find. Once she was dressed and washed up, she headed downstairs to leave for school.
"Hey Spinelli," Gretchen greeted her with a smile. "And how are you this morning?"
"Hey, Gretchen, I'm doing good, how about you?" Spinelli asked, as she pulled a bottle of water out of the refrigerator.
"Aren't you going to eat anything?" Gretchen asked her as she noticed Spinelli putting on her jacket.
"Um, nah, I'm really not hungry today," Spinelli lied, hoping that Gretchen wouldn't press the issue. The last thing Spinelli needed was a lecture from her genius friend about dieting and the dangers of not eating. "It's not like I'm gonna become anorexic," Spinelli thought to herself. "I am only trying to lose some weight, people do it all the time!"
"Um, Spinelli?" Spinelli snapped out of her thoughts and noticed Gretchen looking at her in concern.
"Oh, sorry, girl, I zoned, what were you saying?" Spinelli asked her.
"I said I have a late class tonight, do you want to order in when I come back, or do you want to fend for yourself tonight? "
"Um, I'll make something, don't worry," Spinelli said quickly, looking at her watch. "Look I got to go to school. See you tonight!" Spinelli waved as she ran out the door and to her car. "Two meals taken care of, now if I can only get through lunch without TJ questioning me," she thought as she pulled out of the driveway.
A/N: wow, Spinelli sure suffered a lot hasn't she? And that is only the beginning! This was basically an introduction to explain why Spinelli resorts to what she does, and how it will affect her later on in the fic. Wait til you see what else she goes through----will her friends be able to save her before she ends up hurting herself even more? Find out in chapter two of this story. Please r/r, but if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all, happy reading!