Note: I don't own anything 'Covenant' related...just my own character...decided to repost after it was taken down but without any changes...
I spent my summer plotting revenge on one boy. That said boy broke, danced on, and crushed my heart. I had always been normal (normal height, normal beauty, normal weight, normal chest size). Nothing I had tried to do would make me stand out. Then finally, at the last party of the year, he talked to me. He flirted and I flirted back. I said some innuendo and he liked it.
Then the next morning, when he awoke, he literally pushed me out of bed. He acted like he was disgusted with me because we slept together. I was crushed but held in my tears until I got back to my dorm. I was going to do anything in my power to make him feel as he's made me feel.
I was never that big into junk food (chocolate being my only and biggest weakness) but I cut everything out. I only ate chicken breasts, tofu, fruit and veggies. I drank at least 2 liters of water daily to help flush everything out. Nothing else touched my lips. Within the first couple of weeks, I dropped almost 10 pounds and didn't look anything like my former self. I would lose another 15 pounds before school started.
I flew out to LA and spent the entire summer there, reinventing myself. I spent a good portion of the inheritance that my grandfather left me to finance my new wardrobe, my new haircut - a short bob that ended just under my earlobes with bangs that were longer (which was done by a celebrity stylist), the personal trainer, and some minor liposuction that I had done. Who knew that by dropping 25 pounds and flattening my stomach through exercise and lipo, would create the illusion that my chest grew an entire cup size?
I missed the first couple of weeks because I had had a reaction to the surgery and needed to stay in LA until I got better. When my mother picked me up from the airport, she didn't recognize me. The whole trip home she commented on how thin I got and that for my height, I should gain back at least 10 pounds (she's a doctor after all but I'm 18 so there's nothing she can do).
The first day back at Spencer was like the first day of my new life. I walked in wearing the uniform (slightly redone to fit my new body better) but everywhere I went, I could hear the whispers about the new girl and how short my skirt was. Since I had legally changed my name, no one could connect me back to my former self. Even the Provost's assistant wasn't aware of who I had been.
"We have you on file and everything is almost ready to go but we didn't receive your last school's transcripts so until we get those, I can't register you in classes."
"Here's the paperwork. This might straighten things out," I said, handing over the name changing paperwork.
"Ms. Foreman, that's you?"
"Not anymore. It's Ms. Prince. Naomi Prince. I'd like my schedule now, please. And as far as anyone is concerned, I'm a new student."