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five　feet　tall　and　had　to　shorten　everything。　Elise　was　five　foot　seven；　but　she　had　other　problems；

like　her　pletely　flat　chest　and　the　podge　that　padded　her　hip　bones　and　lower　back　like　a

second　butt。

Elise　scrunched　up　her　freckled　face　and　stared　down　at　the　bulges　riding　above　the　waistband　of

the　low…rise　jeans。　？See　why　I　can？t　eat　in　public？？　she　grunted；　sucking　in　her　stomach　and

tugging　on　the　waistband。　The　jeans　were　9　percent　Lycra；　but　that　didn？t　seem　to　make　much

difference。　She　exhaled　and　let　her　stomach　out；　giving　up。　？Okay；　forget　it。　Next　pair。？

As　Elise　inched　herself　out　of　the　reject　ones；　Jenny　held　up　a　beautiful　pair　of　dark　rinse　flared

Seven　jeans　that　were　on　sale　and　would　be　a　major　score　if　they　fit。　She　noticed　Elise　was

wearing　light　blue　lacy　underwear　and　quickly　averted　her　eyes　so　Elise　wouldn？t　accuse　her　of

staring。

Elise　took　the　jeans；　slipped　her　feet　into　them　and　slid　them　up　around　her　hips。　？Oh　my　God。　I

can？t　believe　I　forgot　to　tell　you　this；？　she　said；　tugging　on　the　button…fly　waist。　？Before　creative

writing　I　heard　Kati　Farkas　and　Isabel　Coates　talking　about　Nate　Archibald　in　the　bathroom　at

school。　They　said　he　almost　had　to　go　tojail　because　he　was　caught　dealing　to　some

twelve…year…olds　in　the　park。　His　dad　had　to　go　down　to　the　police　station　and　bail　him　out；　but　he

still　has　to　go　torehab　。　Weren？t　you　guys　kind　oftogether　for　a　little　while？　Did　you　hear　about

this？　Isn？t　it　crazy？？

Jenny　hadn？t　heard；　and　she　wasn？t　quite　sure　how　she　felt　about　it。　Nate　had　pretty　much　blown

her　off　pletely　in　the　end；　brushing　her　away　like　a　pesky　fly；　so　she　guessed　he？d　gotten　what

he　deserved。　Besides；　Nate　seemed　like　the　type　of　guy　who　would　always　rise　to　the　top　again；

unscathed。　Why　should　she　waste　any　more　time　worrying　or　eventhinking　about　him？　She

watched　Elise　struggle　with　the　copper　buttons　on　her　jeans。　They　were　perfect　everywhere　else；

but　the　waist　was　so　tight　there　was　no　way　she？d　ever　be　able　to　sit　down　in　them。　？Why　don？t

you　just　try　the　next　size　up？？

Elise　squinted　her　hard　blue　eyes　stubbornly。　She　did　that　kind　of　a　lot；　causing　Jenny　to　wonder

if　she　needed　glasses。　？Because；　Miss　Size　Zero；　I？m　a　size　seven；　not　a　size　nine。　Pass　me　another

pair；　and　stop　staring　at　my　fat。？

？I？m　not；？　Jenny　insisted；　handing　her　a　stretchy　pair　of　Lei　jeans　that　were　a　little　too　distressed；

with　frayed　cuffs　and　holes　in　the　pockets；　but　with　a　wide；　low　waist　that　looked　like　it　might

actually　sit　nicely　on　Elise？s　hips。　？And　it？s　not　like　anyone　has　to　know　what　size　you　are。　I

won？t　tell。？　Jenny　immediately　thought　of　her　own　size　issue。　She　hadn？t　planned　on　inviting

Elise　into　the　dressing　room　with　her　when　she　tried　on　bras。　Sure；　they　were　being　close

friends；　but　was　it　really　necessary　for　Elise　to　know　that　she　wasn？t　just　a　D　cup；　but　adouble　D？