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sassy quote. One of them catches my eye.
    Proud to be a curvy woman , it says in big bold font. The word curvy is wearing a pair of sun glasses. It’s stupid, but I take it off the rack and ring it up, paying for it with the cash in my wallet. Grandma is going to love this.
    I wish I could feel that way about myself. Love my skin like she loves her own. But it won’t happen. I look down at my stomach, at my flab and my stupid hips that are way too big. I’ll never love this body I’m in. And no number of cutesy magnets will ever change my mind.

Chapter 5
     

    I stare at the texts on my phone as disbelief falls over me. I might think this entire thing is just an epic joke, maybe some kind of prank for a reality TV show, but that would be too easy. Too . . . sane.
     
    Jenny: goodnight!
    Jenny: I said good night!!!
    Jenny: omg fine, ignore me :-( :-(
    Jenny: Seriously? This is how you’re gonna treat me?
     
    I should note that these texts were sent at one in the morning. I was already asleep and didn’t get them until just now, when I woke up. I keep scrolling.
     
    Jenny: whatever. I’m too hot for you anyway. If you can’t treat a girl right then why should I waste my time?
    Jenny: hello? You cant even talk to me now? That’s f’d up, you asshole
    Jenny: I’m just chillin. What’s up with you? I went on this lame date with some idiot earlier tonight and it sucked.
    Jenny: opps! Wrong text! Pretend you didn’t see that, LOL!
     
    I roll my eyes. Right. Wrong text. I totally believe that. Her messages stopped for a few hours and then started back up again this morning. The chime on my phone is what woke me up.
     
    Jenny: Good morning you prick!
    Jenny: I need at least one text because now maybe I wonder if you died or something
    Jenny: Please tell me you didn’t die! I was going to give you a chance for a second date!
    Jenny: helllllllllooooooooooo
     
    Did someone slip a crazy pill into her diet Coke last night? I think about ignoring her for the rest of the day just to see how far she’ll take this, but then I realize I should just be straight with her. I’m no longer in high school, so I don’t have time for high school games.
     
    Josh: I’m alive. Just asleep when you were sending all of those messages. Jenny, it was nice meeting you but unfortunately I didn’t feel a connection, so I think it’s best if we just go our separate ways. Thanks for understanding. – Josh
     
    I’m feeling really good about myself after I send the text. It’s hard to let someone down, but I also don’t want to string her along or give her false hope. Even if I had felt a spark with her last night, all of these texts would be a massive red flag. My phone beeps a few seconds later.
     
    Jenny: lol
    Jenny: k
     
    I set my phone aside and start getting ready for work. Luckily, at a surf shop, board shorts and a T-shirt are the only uniform, so I toss on a pair of flip flops and then I’m all set. It’s eight in the morning, which means I overslept and don’t get to ride to work with my dad. That kind of sucks massively since I have to pay for my own gas money.
    Mom is in the kitchen, eating a bagel and reading a book. “Hey, hun,” she says, not looking up from the pages. “Want a bagel?”
    “Nah, I’m good,” I say, grabbing some Pop Tarts instead.
    Mom is a book nerd. She’s a stay at home mom, and now that Abigail and I aren’t really kids anymore, she spends all her time reading. She has a master’s degree in library science and keeps saying that one of these days she wants to open a bookstore, but it hasn’t happened yet.
    The moment I walk out the front door, Bryce appears. His mom waves at me from her car as she backs out of my driveway, probably headed to work. Bryce doesn’t drive anymore because he had his license suspended for getting too many speeding tickets.
    “What’s up?” I ask, already knowing the answer before he says anything.
    “Just need a ride to the beach, man.” Bryce is tall