Dating Down by Alex Dunn

Author:Alex Dunn [Dunn, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781536886511
Amazon: 1536886513
Goodreads: 31704045
Publisher: Amazon
Published: 2016-08-02T23:00:00+00:00

Tuesday 10:30 a.m.

Tammy

My mobile rings. As I fumble beneath the covers, hope turns to dismay when I see it’s only Carrie. “Hi.”

“Hi,” she says, and I can almost hear the sunshine in her voice. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing much.”

“Still no news from Gary?”

“No.” My voice sounds strange, as dry and lifeless as the rest of me.

“I know what will cheer you up.”

“What?”

“Rachael wants you to come to the tennis club with us.”

I should be happy. This is what I’ve always wanted, but I can’t enjoy being popular after I betrayed Gary. “I hate tennis,” I groan. “And I’m grounded.”

“Still?”

“Till next Saturday.”

“Oh. Are you sure your mum won’t let you out?”

“Positive.” For once I’m glad Mummy is a total bitch, because the last thing I want to do is run around on a tennis court getting all hot and sweaty.

“But I thought she was always nagging you to lose weight.”

“She is,” I sigh, hating Carrie for reminding me what a fat, useless cow I am.

“And what’s one of the best ways to get thin?”

“Anorexia?” I offer.

“Stop being stupid.”

“Dark chocolate?”

“Tammy!”

“Exercise.”

“Yes!” she exclaims. “So I’m sure if you ask your mum if you can come and play tennis with me and lose a few pounds, she isn’t going to say no, is she?”

“But I hate tennis.”

“You don’t have to play tennis,” she laughs. “No one goes to the tennis club to play tennis. We go to get a manicure, have a Jacuzzi, or just hang around the bar. Please say you’ll come. It will mean a lot to Rachael. And to me.”

I don’t know why I say yes when all I really want to do is mope around in the gloom of my room, but I’ve wanted to be popular for so long that it seems almost criminal to turn down the invite. When I ask Mummy if I can go, she is so happy she even cancels a meeting with an important client to help me get ready.

An hour later, looking like a different person and feeling only marginally less depressed, I get into Carrie’s black BMW in a tight white T-shirt and pleated tennis skirt that barely covers my bum.

“Way to go, Tammy!” Looking relaxed and confident in a primrose summer dress and her Barbie blond hair tied back in a loose ponytail, Carrie beams across at me.

I check myself out in the mirror. Mummy’s plaited my hair so it will stay nice and tidy when I’m running around on the tennis court. And although she made me up to give me a healthy sheen, the only clue I’m wearing any makeup is slightly longer eyelashes and pink lips. “I look gross!”

“No you don’t,” Carrie disagrees, pulling away. “Now stop sulking. The best way to get over being dumped is to move on, and looking like that, you’re not going to have any trouble finding yourself another Gary!”

We get out our tennis rackets and circle the grass courts a few times before taking up residence on the big sofas in the club bar.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.