Craving Benji | By : LadyDavenport Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 1187 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I wrapped my towel tighter around my body as I heard a knock on my bedroom door, not wanting to expose myself to whoever it might be. I opened the mirrored door of my wardrobe to hide at least half of my giant body just in case. My mother peeked inside, her short neck almost invisible as the chub of her double chin covered it. a warm smile was plastered on her round face.
“Honey aren’t you ready yet? Please hurry up. Guests will be joining us for dinner tonight.”
“Guests?” I asked
“Yes dear, two musicians your father is going to record an album for. Such lovely boys. They are sitting in the lobby already.”
I panicked at the thought of two young men dining with us. My two worst enemies joined together. Young man, most likely attractive ones and food. You see being a fat girl for 18 years your relationship to food gets a little disturbed. And my relationship to men is non-existent so to say.
I swallowed audibly as my mother once again pointed out for me to hurry up. I quickly changed into an artless brown dress which concealed my fat pads or at least a little. I blow dried my shoulder length thick brown hair and applied some make up and eyeliner.
Nervously I went down the stairs. I could make out unfamiliar voices coming from the dining room already. My heart beat rapidly and I silently prayed for a quiet, trouble-free evening.
I entered the room hesitantly, my eyes fixed to the floor underneath me.
I tried desperately to avoid the strangers gaze which lay thickly upon me until my dad spoke up.
“Oh there you are, we were wondering what took you so long.” I was forced to look up now. My eyes darted from my father to my mother, who glared at me, to the two extraordinarily handsome men who I assumed were brothers. They were the kind a girl like me would admire from afar but never be able get.
“Sorry.” I mumbled as I went to sit down on the chair next to my mothers. I didn’t fail to notice the guys questioning looks though and felt my cheeks burn immediately. I lowered my gaze again, resting my hands in my lap.
“Guys this is my daughter Ella.”my dad announced gesturing towards me.
“I’m Joel and this is my brother Benji.”the slimmer one said as he rose from his chair and reached out to shake my hand.
“Hi” I shyly said shaking it. He smiled, sitting back down.
“Hey” Benji said sort of waving at me. I smiled and nodded before I drew my attention back to my empty plate.
I was quite reviled when Joel continued talking to my dad, ignoring me completely but Benji’s eyes were fixed on me. I looked up into his face and saw his eyebrow rise. My cheeks blushed again and I quickly turned my head to the other side pretending to ignore him. When I finally felt him turn his attention back to his food I found the courage to fill my plate with a bit of salad and a slice of bread. I didn’t want to seem like a glutted pig which of course was absolutely stupid regarding the size of me.
Just then my father pointed at my food and asked: “Are you alright sweetheart?”
“Fine, I’m just not very hungry.”
He shrugged and continued talking about business. From the corner of my eye I saw Benji eye me up and down though and I was so close to leaving the table. I knew what he was thinking. I could feel his disgust.
I ate up my salad, not paying particular attention to their conversation because I had witnessed this kind of business talk many times before. You see my father is a well known producer and exceedingly good musician. He has his own studio in Hollywood and works with the most popular artists from all over the world. His reputation is outstanding. I mean ask anybody worth knowing for George Riley in L.A. and I can guarantee you everybody has at least heard of him.
He was pretty disappointed when he found out I didn’t want to follow his path and study music or at least become a music therapist.
I sat for another 5 minutes before I finally asked if I may be excused.
“Wanna indulge yourself in books again?” he asked “She’s such a bookworm.”
“Actually, I have to finish a resume which is due tomorrow.” I spat
“Whatcha studying?” Benji asked.
“I wanna be a veterinarian.”
“Cool. I have a dog.”he proudly announced.
I just smiled before stood up.
“Was nice meeting you.”
“You too.” Joel replied.
I then walked away and went upstairs again.
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