They were supposed to be going dancing, to cheer her up, but all she wanted to do was stay inside and hide. Let’s face it, all the men would be falling over themselves to dance with, Sarah Jane, she was after all stunning to look at, unfortunately that was all that seemed to matter to men these days. More and more people seemed to judge you by what was on the outside, not the inside. So no one really got to know Christie, because no one ever wanted to dance with Sarah Jane's fat friend. However, Christie knew she couldn’t sit here forever, she had to move on. But to what? If a man who had shared so much with her, but had never even met her, could dump her, then what hope was there? She jumped at the sound of the door, even though she had been expecting it. “You have to pull yourself together.” She chastised herself. “Are you ready for some fun?” Sarah Jane flounced into the room wearing the smallest dress Christie had ever seen. “I can see you are,” Christie stated flatly.
