The "You're Not Fat" Campaign

The bell rings and I get up from my perch on the stairs behind the library. I have been spending my free periods there, avoiding everyone. Even Cassie and Rick.

I stand up too fast. My eyes blur. I feel dizzy, and I've got tunnel vision. My legs feel like jello. I try to walk. I can't feel my feet and my ears are ringing and I am so so so dizzy and then the next thing I know is someone saying "Ohmygodareyouok"

"Wha?" I slur. My mouth is dry, and my head aches and my knee aches and my back aches and my elbows ache why does everything hurt.

"You fell down the stairs. Are you ok?" the girl says.

"Tris, what happened?" another girl calls.

"She fell down the stairs Meaghan give me a second!"

"You can go," I croak. The girl, Tris, helps me stand up. She is pretty and blonde and I vaguely recognize her. I think she is a sophomore.

"You gonna be ok?" she asks. I nod slowly. Everything still hurts.

"Thanks," I mutter. Tris nods and runs off after Meaghan. I trudge down the hallway. From across the hall, Cassie's eyes meet mine.

She knows.