It really was a bad idea, but there were no laws against it.
And so it was that High Hills Middle School became entirely surrounded by fast-food joints. Of all kinds too, from burgers to chicken to tacos to Chinese to pizza. None of it was particularly good for you either, much to the Health teacher's chagrin.
High Hills prided itself on its open campus policy, they'd put it into effect five years ago and so far there were no problems. That is, until now. And this was turning into a very BIG problem.
It wasn't just the girls fault, they were just eating cheap, delicious food that was easy to pick-up and bring back to the cafeteria for lunch. The effects on their bodies, however, were making the pick-up much harder to do.
Eating junk for breakfast and lunch over the past two weeks had left the girls of High Hills in rough, unfit shape. There was hardly any actual pants to be found, instead, sweatpants had come to dominate the halls. And for good reason too, most of the on average 15 pound gain had attacked the girls' midsections, drawing bellies out to rest just over the waistband of said sweatpants.
The overall activity of the school had also gone down, evident by the attendance of gym class. Most of the girls now opted to sit on the stairs in the school and drink soda while simultaneously stuffing their faces with the greasy food. The bathroom had become one of the most visited places in school, much to the janitors' joy, their jobs were at least secure.
If there was to be a spot of tragedy in the school, it was on the High Hills Cheer Team, which had all but given up cheerleading altogether. Afterschool sports in general had become little more than excuses to hang around and eat more fast-food.
But the Cheer Team had really taken this too heart.
Fourteen girls sat in a circle in the gym, surrounded by boxes of various origins, some from the same restaurant and some from different restaurants, depending on the girl. The coach had decided to just let the girls do their thing after the first week, she'd failed to even inspire any activity in the once active group. Now, they all sat around in their slowly shrinking sweatpants, talking about boys and the like. The captain, Tina, let out a rather uncouth fart before making her way to the bathroom for the fourth time that day. She was followed by four other girls.
Lucy groaned and reached for another Deluxe Burger. She could already feel the stewing of her intestines as they prepared her body for another twenty minutes on the toilet. She used to be the Class President, she still was, but her class hadn't done anything the past two weeks. So she stayed behind in the classroom to eat burgers and talk with her two best friends and co-officers, Holly and Majorie. The three of them had finished what little paperwork there was about fifteen minutes ago, but they had not finished their food, a problem they were quickly correcting.
The Editor-In-Chief of the school newspaper readjusted her pants, popping open her button to let her stomach breathe. Ashley was in complete denial, there was no way the most health-conscious girl in school had gained weight! Sadly, the 24 pounds of flesh gurgling and churning her Chinese after-school snack didn't agree. Chinese was healthy, right? The massive groan her tummy let out, followed by her new found need for a restroom, again did not agree with that.
High Hills Middle School was turning into breeding ground for unhealthy, overweight, and out-of-shape young adults.
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