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'Damn it, I'm fat!', Kelly said in a pissed off tone, as she looked into the mirror.
I look like a fucking fat, ugly whale!

Why can't I be thin and beautiful? Why?

I just don't understand it! I eat right, I drink 8 glasses of water a day, and I exercise two times a day, 5 days a week, for an hour each time!

I still can't seem to lose a fucking pound!

Kelly, pick up!, Casey said pleadingly into the phone.
It's important. Very important. Please, Kelly, pick up.

'Ring, ring...', Kelly turned away from the mirror, with a sad look on her face, and headed for the phone.
'Ring, ring...', I'm coming. I'm coming.

Hello?, Kelly said when she answered the phone.

Hi, baby! How ya doin'? Listen, Kel, I have something important to talk about with you.
I made reservations at your favorite club, 'Night Owls.' I thought we'd talk over dinner then party the night away.
How's that sound, baby?

Sounds great, Case.' Kelly replied.

Great! Pick you up at seven.
Wear something sexy! Bye, babe!

Bye, she whispered, just as Casey hung up.

Casey heard something off in Kelly's voice, but he couldn't figure out what could be wrong.

Casey sat at his desk, toying with the beautiful, heart shaped, diamond engagement ring he bought for Kelly.
'I hope she likes the ring,' Casey said to himself. 'I hope she finds me husband material, and will be my beautiful bride.'

'I love her more than anything,' he sighed.

Kelly sat down on her bed. 'Damn, I knew this was coming! He realized he doesn't love my fat ass and that I make him sick.'

'I know he's gonna break my heart,' she cried.

'Oh, Casey, I love you...Why can't you love me back? Why can't you love me for me? Why, baby, why?'

'Wear something sexy, ha ha,' Kelly laughed with a cocky attitude. 'I don't look sexy in anything.'

'Hell, I'd probably look better in a paper bag. That way no one would see how I really look.'

Giving up, Kelly searches for the perfect outfit for her date with Casey.
She settles on a killer short, tight, blue dress that's backless and has a slit up the side.
'Casey's favorite dress,' she thought.

She puts her hair up in a pony tail and lets a few golden curls hang down around her face.
Just a splash of Calvin Klein around her neck.
Blue eye shadow and a light pink lipstick.

Casey puts on a pair of khaki's and a dark blue sweatshirt.
He combed his hair until it was perfectly spiked.

Kelly and Casey arrived at the club together.
Walking hand in hand, they entered and took their seats.

They were both nervous, but for different reasons...

'You look beautiful,' Casey whispered into Kelly's ear. 'Good enough to eat.'
Kelly laughed, but deep down, thought,' Yeah, of course, he'd wanna get laid before he broke up with me. Whatta guy.'

'Kel, I wasn't sure how I was gonna go about this, but...,' Casey started

'Oh, gawd, here it comes,' Kelly said to herself.

'Here goes,' Casey said.
'Baby...Kelly...I love you, more than anything, and I know you feel the same about me.'
Casey gets on one knee and grabs Kelly's hand.
'Kelly, will you marry me?'
'I, uh, I can't. I can't. I know you're only doing this because you feel sorry for me,' Kelly stammered.
'No, baby. I love you, and I really wanna marry you. Kelly...,' Casey said all choked up.
'Save it,' Kelly yelled and walked out.

Casey stood there, dumbfounded...

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