She'd cast a spell on her heart. You can't have anyone, she reminded herself. You must learn popularity. She needed her honestly. No, no you have to be alone. She loved the way Cinderella could hit you with a single look. She felt so clumsy and obese next to her. She honestly just wanted to hold her to understand how something so magical was hers. She wanted to hold her but was scared her clumsy hands would break her.