CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

Serena Davidson leads two lives. At school, she's a morbidly obese, stupid, nerdy, bitchy, slutty, and a teacher's pet. But at home she's the scrawny vegetarian pushover. What would possess someone to wear a fat suit every day? And what happens when someone finds out?

I never missed a sunset, the fiery reds and burnt oranges, eating up the sky, it reminded me of what the end of the world might look like, I think that is probably why I never missed one. This was different though, this was beautiful; yellow light dancing, like fireflies around a lantern. Everything was the same, right here, in the very same chair on the very same porch, only this time I wasn't sad, this time I could imagine next week, next month, next year. This time I could imagine tomorrow; the first tomorrow I had imagined in a long line of burning sunsets. I wondered if Georgia being here had something to do with that. Probably, the only sunsets I'd noticed this evening were the ones between her eyelids. "What are you looking at?" asked Georgia, with a puzzled look on her face. "Just Georgia," I replied.