Teen Story - Chapter 1

This is a story about a girl.

Chapter 1

She woke up and looked in the mirror. She was really putting on weight. What could she do?! She had no idea. She decided to go on a diet. From now on no snacks between meals. She will eat salads and become a vegetarian. They are meant to be healthier. She is going to join up to a few clubs to do more exercise. That would be better.
Her parents were not so sure about the salads or the vegetarianism but they liked the clubs idea because they wanted her to make more friends. Well - I say more - she did not really have any.
Her name was Cheryl, Cheryl Green. She decided to join a pilates club, yoga club, karate club, gymnastics club and book club to make new friends. She would go to pilates on Monday, Yoga club on Wednesday, Karate club on Friday, Gymnastics club on Saturday, Book club on Sunday.
On Monday she headed to palatese. She was supposed to wear baggy, comfortable clothes for this and yoga. She decided to buy herself three new tracksuits. She got blue, pink and purple jogging bottoms and matching tops from Nike with their tick on. They were from their really cool, new range.
She headed to the club with her new tracksuit and lime green hoody and new Nike trainers that were mostly white with lime green. She was extremely nervous. Would anyone like her? Would they think she was fat? When she arrived a smiley American women confronted her with a handshake. She felt giddy. This women was the perfect shape. She was completely fabulous looking and absolutely gorgeous.
"Now you just join us here...?"
"Cheryl," she told her, "Cheryl Green."
"Hello Cheryl," she had her Californian twang, she gripped Cheryl's hand so tightly all the blood ran out of it and her mouth opened in shock, horror and pain, "I'm Natalie, Natalie Portman. I'm gonna be your teacher t'day!"
She guffawed and tried to hold it in, gulping with the pressure, "Are you serious?!"
"Yes! What's wrong with Natalie?!" she crossed her arms, her cheery brows furrowing.
"Oh n-n-n-nothing is wrong with Natalie," her eyes welled up with tears, "It's j-just-" a tear was a bout to run down her face.
Natalie hugged her so tightly she could not breath until she let go and Cheryl breathed out, "Don't cry! There there!" she was patted on the back like a baby but with the force of a chimpanzee.
Her eyes were watering with pain.



"Try and calm down and then we'll get started. Right everyone," she suddenly got louder, "Today we have a new member called," this always made her hate teachers at school, not a good start, should she just leave, "Cheryl. Everyone be nice and Maxine, you will get her started and explain anything she doesn't understand, OK? Let's go, it'll be fun, don't worry Cheryl, I can see that look on your face. A 1-2-3 a 1-2-3-4!" she pressed the old stereo on that was sitting on a shelf by the door.
Suddenly Cheryl was horrified, she had just glanced at the huge mirror walls they would be staring into as they exercised away. What would she do? She would be able to see her whole fat self in the mirror!
The music came on and it was a new track from Paramore.
'How up to date is this class!' thought Cheryl, 'I wonder if half of these women have even heard of this.
"Good choice Natalie!" she called out to the teacher.
She started sweating profusely and panting. She was so out of shape. Maxine who was of a similar age to her was smiling at Cheryl encouragingly and Maxine was quite skinny.
After the lesson they were both toweling down in the changing room. They both went for a shower and Cheryl saw how skinny Maxine really was. She was really toned. Cheryl wanted to know how she got so fit so she asked her.
"How do you keep so fit?!" asked Cheryl.
"Oh, thank you! I just do lots of exercise. You want to tone up, do you?" she queried.
"Yes."
"Well stick with me kid and you'll go far!" she did a fake American accent like their teacher.
They both spurtled laughter.
From that moment when their eyes met they were mates.