School Skirt
Title: School Skirt
Rating: PG
Characters: Ilysia, Eve
Fandom: N/A
Author's Note: I think most girl's go through this event or at least something similar.
Ah hell.
It's a sign. A bleeding omen.
I tugged at the skirt, It wouldn't go up any further without tearing. I tried putting it on by putting it over my head and pulling it down onto my waist. Nope. The thing wouldn't fit over my ass.
I ripped it off and flung it at the wall before grabbing the other skirt which was slightly bigger. I pulled that over my ass with ease and then went to do up the zipper. Uh-oh. Oh no, no-no-no NO! I turned it around and tried it up that way.
OUCH!
I slowly pulled the zipper down releasing the pinched skin before I through that skirt too, at the wall.
"You right there?" I turned around.
"Do I look ok?" I demanded, "Do I look like I'm reasonable."
"Jeez Ria, calm down."
"No! My skirt doesn't fit, either of them and my pants have a freaking HOLE in the crotch!" Her face remained calm as she grabbed my wrists. I wanted to hit something, throw something solid and have it smash and break into billions of pieces. I wanted to rip this god damn room apart because my skirt didn't fit and the only reason my skirt didn't fit was because I put on weight and I didn't want to put on weight I wanted to be thin!
"Honey, hush, it's ok, I've got you." She hugged me tightly, "I promise you, we'll fix this, we'll do some exercise together."
"Why didn't you tell me I was eating too much?"
"I did. You hit me."
"Oh."
Rating: PG
Characters: Ilysia, Eve
Fandom: N/A
Author's Note: I think most girl's go through this event or at least something similar.
Ah hell.
It's a sign. A bleeding omen.
I tugged at the skirt, It wouldn't go up any further without tearing. I tried putting it on by putting it over my head and pulling it down onto my waist. Nope. The thing wouldn't fit over my ass.
I ripped it off and flung it at the wall before grabbing the other skirt which was slightly bigger. I pulled that over my ass with ease and then went to do up the zipper. Uh-oh. Oh no, no-no-no NO! I turned it around and tried it up that way.
OUCH!
I slowly pulled the zipper down releasing the pinched skin before I through that skirt too, at the wall.
"You right there?" I turned around.
"Do I look ok?" I demanded, "Do I look like I'm reasonable."
"Jeez Ria, calm down."
"No! My skirt doesn't fit, either of them and my pants have a freaking HOLE in the crotch!" Her face remained calm as she grabbed my wrists. I wanted to hit something, throw something solid and have it smash and break into billions of pieces. I wanted to rip this god damn room apart because my skirt didn't fit and the only reason my skirt didn't fit was because I put on weight and I didn't want to put on weight I wanted to be thin!
"Honey, hush, it's ok, I've got you." She hugged me tightly, "I promise you, we'll fix this, we'll do some exercise together."
"Why didn't you tell me I was eating too much?"
"I did. You hit me."
"Oh."