Do you see me? The real me? No, of course not. The fat girl. I'm the fat friend. Or I was till the move. Now, I'm just the fat trailer park trash. The one that makes everyone else look skinny and oh so pretty. Of course you don't know. None of you ever will. I was invisible, till I wasn't. At least, that's what it felt like. Till you walked into my life. Is there hope after all? Or is this doomed from the beginning?