Paired with the red long-sleeved T- shirt, they looked so good on the mannequin I’ll look like a stoplight. Don’t faint Carolyn, I tell myself, panting.ĭangling over the chair are those size twelve jeans, clown pants- hardly a fashion statement. My body curls into a fetal position, and I throw the covers over my head. Math class and Jennifer gym class with Jennifer. Suddenly it hits me, and I get this dizzy let-me-plop-on-the-pillow feeling. I see my new book bag is packed and ready by the door with the initials C. Worse luck, I have to do it, not as the slender blonde beauty in my dream, but as the real Carolyn Samuels with my brown curly hair hanging like shriveled spaghetti, mud brown eyes, and a body too large for fashion. Slamming my fist onto the snooze button, I get this nagging feeling. The dream evaporates, and I realize it’s the darn alarm piercing my sleep. The other cheerleaders run up to us laughing and kidding around, and I’m about to speak. I ignore it because I’m thin and blonde and floating in the arms of my dark-haired crush. He places the cake box in my locker so he can put his arms around me. I don’t have to worry about eating it because I can eat anything I want and not gain weight. He smiles and feeds me a forkful of cake. I look up into his blue eyes and give him the box so I can touch his cheek as I smooth his dark hair. Inside is a piece of luscious chocolate cake with chocolate frosting. My Crush! He hands me the box, and I open it. When Jennifer invites Carolyn to spend the night to make her over and teach her to tumble, Carolyn learns Jennifer's secret and lies to her own friends to cover it up.I spot him walking toward my locker with a small box in one hand and a plastic fork in the other. Jennifer takes on Carolyn as a pity project since she can't be seen with someone who dresses in jeans and sweatshirts. When Jennifer is the only student who kws why she fell in gym class, Carolyn is blackmailed into doing her math homework in return for Jennifer's silence.
With Carolyn's crush on Jennifer's hunky junior quarterback, Brad, her freshman year in high school looks like a rerun of middle school.
When she is paired for a math project with the girl who tormented her in middle school, Jennifer Taylor, she is sure it is going to be ather year of pain. Hyperventilating when she gets nervous doesn't help. She is convinced that the only thing keeping her from happiness is her too heavy for fashion body and t being a cheerleader.
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