Author's Note: Thanks for all you who reviewed. You're going to review again, RIIIOOOGHT? Thought so. So this is the chapter where some changes take place.

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Jenny stepped on the scale as soon as she came home from practice. Her coach had yelled at her for not being 'attentive' or sticking her flips during practice and for gaining a few pounds. It read one hundred and two pounds, just like in the scale at the gym. "This has got to be wrong. How the fuck did I gain twelve pounds?!"

She went into her room and wrote all over her dry eraser board – YOU'RE ON A DIET! DROP THE JUNK AND TAKE IT SERIOUSLY!

She heard her mom yelling from downstairs, "Jennifer, eat now!"

She couldn't tell her parents that she did so badly at practice. They'd make her quit the team. "Uh," she ran to the top of her staircase so she was facing her mom, "Uh, I'm not hungry!"

"Jennifer, eat now. You're going to get sick!"

"I-I'm coming," she sighed and gave in. 'You're going to have small portions' she thought to herself. As she sat at the dinner table she looked at what was for dinner – spaghetti. "Mom, I'm not really hungry. I'm just going to have a little."

"Well, OK," her mom sighed. "But I cooked it for you, it's your favorite."

Jenny smiled as she put a spoonful of food onto her place.

"Jenny," her dad started, "Take some more!" He put two more spoonfuls onto her plate and she gave him a look of uneasiness.

"Thanks," she mumbled and the family began to eat. After what seemed like being the longest dinner she's ever eaten, she told her parents that she had a lot of homework and headed upstairs. While on her way to her bedroom, she looked into the bathroom and slowly went in.

She stuck her finger into her mouth and threw up her whole dinner. After flushing it all down the toilet, she tilted her head back, leaning against the wall. After waiting a few minutes, she got up and brushed her teeth.

"Sorry about earlier, man," Marty said to Pete. They were all in his, Marty's, basement. "Joe's mad dumb."

Pete smiled. "I told Jenny off this morning. The bitch pushed me against the locker." He took another sip of his Bacardi. "I swear, if this was in public, she would've been the first girl I'd hit." He lifted his shirt to show them the huge bruise he got from being pushed against the locker. "My mom thought I was in some sick brawl."

"Dang Pete, calm down," Brian said. "It's alright, she's dealt with already. Brianna hit up my cell and told me that Jenny had the worst day at practice. Poor girl. Has to lose about ten pounds AND find a way to take practice seriously or whatever."

"Brianna," Pete asked. Brian nodded. "I should hook up with her sometime."

"Again," Joe asked. "This has got to be a record."

"FUNNY," Pete replied sarcastically. "But for real, we should put her in her place."

"Make her miserable," Marty suggested.

"Exactly," nodded Pete.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Jenny's alarm clock went off at 3 in the morning. She was about to hit the snooze button when she forced herself to look at the memo she wrote herself.

She pulled the covers off herself and lay down on the floor. She started to start her morning set of one hundred push ups. After finishing, she crept into her bathroom, careful not to disturb her parents in their sleep.

She stepped on the scale and looked down and became frustrated. After all that happened, she had only lost two and a half pounds. "You have got to be kidding me! ARGH!"

She went down to her basement closet and started to do chin ups. "One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight…"

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"Well look who it is," Brian said cheerfully as they saw Jenny walk past them in the hallway.

"Got much sun," Brianna asked, "Babe, you need it." Jenny was pale and had bags under her eyes from staying up most of the night. Through all of their remarks, Jenny didn't say a word and tried her best to ignore them.

"Just three more years," she mumbled to herself.

"Now she's talking to herself," Joe jeered. No one said anything else since she was out of their sight.

"She looks like shit," Brian laughed. "Maybe it's from practicing too much. Be careful Bri, she might beat you."

"PLEASE," She nodded her head back in exaggeration. "She has nothing on me. She should be the one worrying about me. I have my ways."

Brian ignored her last remark, not exactly sure of what she meant. "See you tonight in front of her house," they asked Pete.

"Yup, my mom said her parents are going to be out."

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Author's Note: OH MANN! OK I have no idea what's going to happen next. IDEAS will be appreciated and if I don't get any, I hope you can wait until June for the next chapter. LOL JP. I derno but something like that. PLEASE review they make me happy.