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I had freshly arrived on the Yale campus after an extremely long flight to meet my roommate in our new dorm. Her name was Amelia and she was crazy. So extremely hyper and all over the place, but I could tell that we would easily become great friends. She had short brown hair cut into a soccer mom bob. She was tan like me, but had a fit little body that I was sickeningly jealous of. Learning more about her, I found out she was actually from New Orleans and her dad was some kind of big business man and she had pretty much been rich her entire life.

It wasn't until after an entire year of living together and that summer when she asked if I wanted to go to the pool with her. Of course, I shamefully said no. And when she asked why, I let her know it was because I would never want anyone to see me in a swimsuit. And I'm guessing that's when her hyperactivity kicked it into high gear.

"Sookie, if I had known you had a problem with the way you look, I would have helped you lose weight a long time ago. I just always thought you were beautiful and I thought you thought that too. But if not, we can change your body into whatever you want."

By that time, I was of course in tears so I nodded my head and smiled.

"Listen, here's what we'll do. I won't go back to Louisiana this summer and neither will you. My dad and I have a summer house in West Haven. We're going to stay there and I'm going to act as your personal trainer!"

She was so excited she began to dance around. That summer was filled with salad and yoga and before that fall, I was down to a size 16. We continued working out over the next three years, losing 4 sizes almost for the next 2 years until it slowed down. After we graduated, me with a BA in Literature and her with one in Psychology. I decided I wanted to go and move back to Bon Temps with my Gran and Jason who supposedly was working as road crew. Eric was supposedly living in Shreveport and had bought his own bar there and him and Jason were still good friends.

I went back to Bon Temps in early June right after finals. Amelia was going to stop off in New Orleans and then come out to Bon Temps to spend the summer with me there. I had called Gran and told her I was coming and needless to say, she was ecstatic. She had arranged for everyone to be at Merlottes when I arrived. By everyone, I'm guessing she meant her, Jason, Eric, Tara, JB and Hoyt and some others. No one had any idea I was coming and no one had any idea I was thin.

I arrived in Bon Temps wearing my favorite low rise jeans, a blue v-neck t-shirt and some white Ked's. I stopped off at the gas station to fix my makeup and take down my hair. By this time it was to my mid back and looking at golden as ever. My eyes were bright and my tan was warm. I had never looked better in my life.

I stepped out of my old car I had picked up secretly and walked out into the dirt parking lot of Merlottes. It looked more pack than ever. I took off my aviator sunglasses and put them in my purse. I walked into Merlottes and searched out Gran. She was sitting in the corner and my stomach dropped when I saw that she was sitting with Jason. I wondered where Eric was. Gran stood up and half way ran to me. "Baby!" She grabbed me around my tiny waist and said, "What the hell happened? You look beautiful!" We both had tears in our eyes. And I saw Jason stand out of the corner of mine. "Sookie?" I looked over at him and smiled. He walked over to me, stupefied. I held my arms out and he snaked them around my waist and lifted me into the air. "Never thought I'd ever be able to do this, sis!" We all three broke out in laughter and Jason put me back down. He kissed me on the cheek and looked over at the door. "Eric! Over here!" Jason called out. I looked over and saw the man of my dreams and I blushed. He was wearing tight jeans slung low on his narrow hips and a loose v-neck shirt, like me. He was taking off a pair of ray-bans when he caught a glimpse of me. He looked away, but quickly did a double take. He walked towards us and grabbed my hands kissing my cheek. "Sook?" I smiled and nodded, suddenly feeling shy.

"You're beautiful."

I laughed. "Oh, Eric."

"I'm serious. I can't believe it. " I looked down at my shoes.

"It's so great to see you Sook. It's been so long. I missed you." "I missed you too, Eric." We both sat down and Gran bombarded me with questions while we ordered and ate, and Eric barely spoke. But never took his eyes from me. I once even caught him staring at my boobs. And I mean, I had hoped he would be shocked and think I was hot, but he was acting a little perverted.

The only time he spoke was when he delicately said in the middle of my conversation with Gran about the dorms at Yale with, "So, Sookie. Did you get a boyfriend at Yale?"

"Uhm no Eric, I didn't." He smiled and stood up going to the bar to get a drink. I hopped up and went to the bathroom. As I was walking out I heard him talking to Sam Merlotte. I peeked out of the bathroom door barely so that I could hear what he was saying.

"I'm telling you Sam. Gorgeous. I mean I haven't seen anyone so pretty in my life. Her body's so tight and curvy. It's making me crazy. I always liked her, even when we were kids. But damn.. she's a woman, ya know?"

My face turned red and I scurried back to the table and sat back down. I thought about all the times I liked him and thought about him over the years. And more importantly, I thought about how he never cared to see me or even ask about me. I thought about being in love with him as a kid and never acting like I existed. And I thought about how the fact that I was fat kept him from pursuing me.

And as he returned to the table I thought about all fat girls. And I thought about all the assholes that look past them just because they are fat. And I realized that I've been given a chance that most former fat chicks don't get. I had the power to make my teenage crush want me. I had the power to make him rethink looking past sweet girls just because they're fat. I had the power to drive him crazy for me.

Well, Eric Northman; game on.

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