The Notebook

V

Leaving the locker room, Todd Walker headed for the double door entrance of Greendale High School’s gym when he saw a stack of sheets on the floor. Grabbing one, he flipped through then grabbed several others and quickly made his way to the main building. He immediately went into a stairwell and skipped every other step until reaching his intended floor. He walked quickly through the hallway, all the while keeping his backpack from slipping off his shoulder and clutching the sheets of paper in his hand. He turned a corner to see his destination come into view and with a few of his friends already there.

The African-American senior walked over to Ms. Applegate’s office where Scott Hansen was inside grading while leaning against the wall on either side of the open office door were Anna Marie Zelman and Rosa Garcia. The big beautiful young women were chatting about a class when they noticed Todd. Through rapid breaths he then asked, “You seen the latest from The Bear Truth?”

“No,” Anna Marie responded, “I thought we still couldn’t access the website from the school computers, or did the site’s webmaster find away around the school’s security again?”

“Not yet,” Todd said the held up the sheets of paper, “But until they do, The Bear Truth has special paper edition with things they’re not putting on their website.”

“So?” Rosa asked, “Why would we care?”

“Because the Truth is going into break with a bang,” Todd said, “Not only is there the predictable articles on school administration because of being blocked, but they claim there is a prescription drug ring in the school. In fact, Rosa you’re given an association with who’s behind it.”

“What?!”

Todd held out a copy and Rosa grabbed it. He offered one to Anna Marie, who took it with her half-gloved hand and after brushing away her dark auburn hair from her eyes started reading. Then Rosa huffed and said, “I might be in the same section in the band, but that doesn’t mean we’re friends let alone associates in a drug ring, besides Lindsay is too disorganized to be in charge of something so complicated. On a daily basis she has to go back to all her teachers to switch homework she turned in for that class that was for another class entirely. She circles the school two or three times, more on Mondays.”

“Looks like its going to be another controversy with nothing behind it in the end, but will the administration waste time and put Lindsay under a microscope?” Anna Marie asked before offering the piece of paper to her boyfriend inside the office. He ignored the gossip rag and continued grading. The pale-skinned 288-pound Goth then tossed the paper into a shredder.

Rosa did the same followed by Todd, who looked at the 339-pound dyed blond-haired young woman. Rosa saw him looking at her and asked, “What?”

“Just trying to figure out why you’re waiting around here. Scott’s doing his job as fast as possible before his meet, Anna Marie is waiting on him since they’re a couple, and I was sharing the special edition of the Truth. But you’re a mystery.”

Rosa put her hands on her side and said, “Well for your information, Scott is handing off the notebook to me for the duration of the meet. Those broken into gym lockers made him decide it’s safer if it’s in the possession of someone at all times while we’re at school and not left alone. So that’s why I’m waiting here.”

“Why isn’t he giving it to you?” Todd asked Anna Marie.

“Because I’m going to be sitting next to the bench and my butt will be distraction enough as it is. He doesn’t need to be glancing at my backpack to see if it’s moved or not,” Anna Marie responded as she motioned to her very distinguishing feature before continuing, “I asked Rosa if she could hold it while at our lockers.”

Todd shrugged her shoulders and said okay before adding he didn’t mean to offend anyone, he was just curious. He then looked around for a place to wait when he noticed Karen Sager coming around the corner. The dirty blond haired senior exchanged hellos with her classmates as she continued down the hallway. Todd watched as she walked past imagining the greatly endowed and thick young woman with a few extra pounds before Rosa said, “And that’s the reason you’re going to be the last in line.”

“What?!” Todd asked turning his head around.

“Because you’ll be tempted to do to Karen what you did to me.”

“I’m never going to live that down am I?”

“No,” Anna Marie stated matter-of-factly.

As Todd took a seat on the floor Karen rounded the corner at the end of the hallway and practically came chest-to-chest with Alexia Rogers. The cheerleader, whose breasts’ authenticity was a topic of debate, and the quiet senior, whose natural development was unquestioned, looked at one another briefly. Alexia’s eyes then glanced down towards their chests, she instantly felt jealous. Karen then took a step back and over before saying, “Excuse me,” as she walked past Alexia as the blond haired cheerleader watched her briefly.

Alexia returned her attention around the hallway corner towards Ms. Applegate’s office. The head cheerleader watched Anna Marie, Rosa, and Todd talk to one another as they waited on Scott. Fighting the recurring, nagging feeling that something wasn’t right with what she was seeing Alexia wondered how she was going to get a closer look at that notebook in Scott’s possession. She had asked Jerry to break into Scott’s gym locker, but her boyfriend has passed it on to his friends who bungled the job. Now Scott wasn’t let it out of his or one of his friend’s hands.

Thus she had been reduced to watching from a distance the interactions of the weird collection of friends that seemed to have been united by that notebook. Turning away to check her cell phone, Alexia saw Paul Bishop and Tara Munson walked by as the latter talked about their double date plans with Katie Hahn and Tim Collins which Paul didn’t seem to enthusiastic about. As the couple turned the corner, Alexia glanced around it again before turning back to her cell phone.

Then a shadow came over the display screen and Alexia looked up to find Mrs. Carter standing next to her. The head cheerleader was startled and almost stepped around the corner she was spying around. “Hello Alexia, already finished today’s project?”

“Yes Mrs. Carter.”

“I’ll be checking with Mr. Thomas about how well you girls are cleaning up around the school,” the principal replied.

Alexia looked at Mrs. Carter before saying, “I made sure Mr. Thomas checked my work once I was finished.”

The principal nodded then headed around the corner as Alexia watched, observing that Scott and his friends were still at Ms. Applegate’s office. The blond haired young woman glared at Mrs. Carter as she continued down the hallway, furious that she and her friends had to help the janitor clean up around the school. It was technically probation, avoiding a suspension, but it was humiliating. Alexia was glad that being an only child had led her parents to make her do chores around home thus she was able to get done quicker than her friends, especially poor Kari who being from a very rich family had no clue of what she was doing. Then peaking around the corner again, Alexia observed the four friends getting ready to leave.

Scott finished uploading the quiz scores into the grading program then turned off the office computer. Then grabbing his backpack, he turned off the lights, and locked the door behind him. He opened his backpack and carefully took out the notebook and handed it over to Rosa. The 339-pound young woman then put the notebook into her backpack.

Eying Rosa, Alexia was about to follow the group when someone grabbed her arm and spun her around. The blond haired young woman then came face-to-face with her boyfriend Jerry Cabot. The black haired senior had a square face and strong jaw line with an athletic and muscular build with a broad chest seen thanks to his zip opened jacket. “I’ve been looking for you. What does Carter have you doing now?”

“I’m finished with my cleaning project already,” Alexia replied before looking around the corner again.

Jerry looked with her and saw their fellow seniors heading around the corner at the opposite end of the hallway. With exasperation he then said, “What the hell is so interesting about them all of a sudden? Don’t tell me you’re looking to get the social hook-up of the year by dumping me for Scott? It’s an impossible act right now.”

“Well if Scott was a normal egotistical athlete that wouldn’t be a problem and I would be his girlfriend…dear,” Alexia said to her glaring boyfriend.

“I still don’t know what he has that I don’t?” he muttered, “So what that he’s the only state champion in school history. I was the freaking quarterback and I did a lot better than my predecessors, we might have lost but not as bad. Also I’m on the basketball and baseball teams, unlike Scott I’m not a one sport wonder.”

Alexia headed around the corner and Jerry followed before the head cheerleader turned towards him. “Jerry, let’s face it Scott is the most popular person in the school and frankly he would kick your ass. On the social ladder he would lord it over everyone if he were normal, however he’s not. He gets amazing grades, he’s nice to everyone that doesn’t socially matter, and he is the only athlete in the school’s history to actually accomplish something.

“He might not lord it over everyone, he quietly lets people know if something needs to be done or not and it happens,” Jerry quipped.

Alexia continued, “True, he has a perverted sense of morality that everyone needs to be treated the same. But you and I know how the real world works, we flaunt what we have and we’re cocky. That gets us to the top, Scott might be the king now but he’ll find out that his humble, anti-self-promoting, and workman-like ethic will send his life into the toilet.”

“I can’t wait,” Jerry said.

The gym was packed out as all of Greendale had come to watch the Bruins host a three-team district wrestling meet. Greendale’s biggest athletic rival, the Lake Valley County Vikings, and the district’s wrestling power, the St. Anthony Paladins were the visiting team and made seats even harder to come by as a result. But packed crowds for wrestling meets nothing new, the year before in response to Scott’s first state championship they had come out in droves and the attendance just increase as the season progressed as he headed to his second title. This year however, the undefeated Scott wasn’t the only attraction. The Greendale fans were getting excited about the whole team thanks to the efforts of the underclassmen led by Brandon Wight. Many thought that Scott and Brandon would lead the Bruins to the regional and maybe even the state tournaments, not just Scott and maybe Brandon advancing individually.

The meet progressed rapidly with three matches happening simultaneously with each school having participates in two circles against an opponent from each of the other schools. As a match ended in one circle, two new wrestlers entered that open circle for the next match. Per tradition, the matches started in the lowest weight class and worked up to the heavyweights. Scott, being in the next-to-last 215-pound weight class, relaxed at the end of the Bruin’s bench while watching Brandon’s match when another match ended freeing a circle. Coach Gordon then shouted, “Hansen, you’re on.”

As Scott stood up and walked to the farthest circle from the Bruins’ bench, the crowd started to cheer. Entering the circle in his green and white singlet with leggings Scott looked across to his opponent from Lake Valley County in his blue and white singlet. The referee checked both competitors for infractions then instructed them to greet one another. Before Scott could greet his opponent, the Viking wrestler spoke first. “Rumor has it that your girlfriend is sitting behind you on the bench, but all I see is that fat weirdo. Couldn’t find someone decent looking or is she just the best prostitute in the school?”

Scott didn’t answer as the referee instructed them to shake hands, they did, and the referee blew his whistle to begin the match. Thirty seconds later, Scott sat down on the bench as the crowd cheered his quick victory. In fact he had spent more time getting his hand raised, shaking the referee’s hand, and then shaking the bewildered Lake Valley County couch’s hand. Anna Marie then leaned forward and asked him, “You looked pretty determined as you took him down and pinned him, what the hell did he say during the introductions?” He looked over his shoulder with a sly smile and a raised eyebrow. She then smiled and said, “He disparaged me, poor guy,” then waved at the Viking bench before laughing.

Sarah Wu was having a rough day; her staff meeting for the school newspaper had run long, which was on top of the stomach that had been bothering her all day. Because of it, she was missing Scott’s first match. The nearly 18-year old young woman closed her gym locker and was about to head back to the meet when she heard two familiar sounding students enter the large locker room. “Are you sure you want to do this now?” she heard Monica Sager say.

“When else are we going to be able to do it?” Sarah heard Karen reply, “Brandon is wrestling now and Scott could be up any moment, no one is going to be coming in here. We can’t wait until their second matches, we’d risk having people see us put in the new listening devices when the meet ends.”

The last statement by the older Sager sister made Sarah’s ears perk up, it just wasn’t a normal thing to hear or something anyone expected coming out of the mouth of a Sager. “Well let’s at least make sure no one is in here,” Sarah heard Monica say, “I’ll go right, you go left, and we’ll meet on the other side. If we see someone, we’ll wait until later. Of course that’s if they haven’t heard us by now.”

Sarah was perplexed and intrigued at the same time as she heard the sisters walking. The young woman of Chinese descent was silent as she decided figure out what they were talking about and pulled out her brother’s super sensitive tape recorder. Then she looked around trying to think about how not to be seen. Guessing Monica might take longer to get in a position to see her down the row of lockers Sarah leaned against a bank of lockers and heard Karen walk by. Immediately Sarah walked to a space in-between the ends of two locker banks then looked out from the space to the very ends of the rows. Sarah first saw Monica at the far end of the row and ducked into the space, glancing around the other side and seeing Monica continue on, Sarah watched for Karen to pass again. Once the older Sager did so, Sarah walked from the space in-between the ends of locker banks to in-between a pair of locker rows. Sitting on a bench, Sarah listened for the sisters to say something, hoping she hadn’t been glimpsed.

Karen and Monica met up next to the shower side of the locker room. “See anyone?” the older of the two asked.

“For a second I thought I did, but I was wrong,” Monica answered, “Let’s hurry up and put in the new devices, I need to at least see Brandon’s second match.”

“We’re close to my locker, let’s start there then head back towards the entrance,” Karen said.

The two sisters walked to a bank of lockers, stopping at Karen’s locker which she unlocked in seconds. Monica handed her older sister a small microphone, Karen connected it to a wireless device that found a signal. Karen then hid the electronic equipment behind a false back then said, “Ok, mine’s got a signal. Let’s head to the next.”

As they walked to the next locker Monica said, “Next year is going to be frustrating, having to do this by myself.”

“Don’t worry; I was planning on letting you do most of the replacements starting next semester so you’d get practice. You’ll at least be more prepared than I was when I started the website and figured this all out on the fly.”

“Yeah I remember that year, you were always worried someone saw you, but like the last three years neither one of us has garnered much attention or gotten caught. The end result being we’ve gotten a ton of information for the website and the paper editions. Once we break the school’s block on the website, we’ll expose the biggest cheating story ever in The Bear Truth’s history,” Monica said.

Karen laughed, “Yeah. We won’t have much of a Thanksgiving break with cracking the school’s security block, updating the website, and transcribing all the recordings that our microphones around the school are wirelessly transmitting.”

The sister’s switched out microphones and/or wireless devices in several empty lockers. After Monica finished replacing the microphone in her own locker she glanced at her older sister and said, “Well, The Bear Truth now has ears in the girl’s gym locker room again. The only location that our fellow students could share secrets is now gone.”

Karen looked at her watch and said, “It should be close to Brandon’s next match,” Monica nodded and the sisters left.

Sarah waited just in case Karen and Monica came back. Hearing and observing the sisters had her totally confused. What just had occurred in no way reflected the Sager sisters she knew and gone to school with because it appeared that Karen and Monica were behind The Bear Truth. While trying to wrap her mind around everything, she clutched at her stomach with a moan, and ran into the restroom as fast as she could.

Bert Girard was putting things into his backpack after the language club meeting. The overweight young man, who even thought of himself as a nerd, wasn’t looking forward to Thanksgiving Break. He and his father had no plans for the very long weekend, and Bert most likely wasn’t going to be seeing any of his new friends. Bert personally hated the holiday because unlike summer vacation or Christmas Break, his father didn’t have time to travel some where to study a new discovery of writing found from an archaeological site and allowing Bert to come along.

He walked out of the classroom and headed for the nearest set of stairs when from behind someone shouted, “Bert!”

Bert turned around, pushing up his glasses as he did so. A group of nerdy-looking young men came over to him and a tall lanky one with black hair spoke. “Bert, we need another person for our Rook tournament on Saturday night. Can you make it?”

“Sure,” Bert replied instantly, relieved to have something to do over the break.

“Wow,” a shorter, younger student with glasses said, “You’ll actually have time for us lowly mortals?”

Bert looked at him and asked, “What are you talking about Malachi?”

“Well ever since last month you’ve been hanging around Scott Hansen and his friends, doing stuff with them at lunch and working on something you don’t want to share with any of us. I mean it’s like you think that since you’re with them, you’re above us.”

“So I’ve made friends with people who are popular, so what? I mean Scott might be a championship caliber athlete, but he’s not a jock who lords it over anyone. Todd is a great athlete and he doesn’t let the jocks get away with shit against, well, people like us as saving me from Jerry’s goon squad last month showed. Sarah is one of the smartest students in the school along with Scott and Anna Marie rank higher than I do in class standing. And Rosa is a no-nonsense girl who like with Anna Marie doesn’t take crap from anyone. Plus have I stopped coming to meetings? And if I’m working on something I don’t want to share, could it be that I have a good reason? Like it’s not mine to share and I’m helping someone out?”

The group didn’t speak. Then a female voice said broke the silence, “Well if it isn’t the nerds and geeks having a convention by themselves while the normal people are having fun in the gym.”

They looked down the hallway to see a slender, blond hair young woman in trendy clothing with a better-than-thou expression on her face and stance. Tonya Winters then continued, “Well what is it today, something about Star Trek, some one not think Kirk is cool? Or is it Star Wars and what a little tiny ship seen racing across the screen far in the background is officially designated? No, it must be what do girls really look like underneath their clothes?”

As she laughed, the group of socially awkward students retreated from the junior-year cheerleader. However, Bert didn’t really care and walked past her without a second glance. Then turned to his fellow nerds and said, “See you Saturday, give me a call on where the tournament is going to be,” then continued on his way while Tonya looked annoyed that Bert had completely ignored her only to turn towards the remaining nerds and geeks to take out the perceived slight on them.

The final match of the three-team dual was a heavyweight contest between wrestlers from Lake Valley County and St. Anthony’s. Though the outcome wouldn’t determine anything related to Greendale, no one was leaving until getting the official results. Once the match ended an official announced the meet results of Greendale defeating Lake Valley County to an enormous cheer, St. Anthony’s defeating Lake Valley County to a good cheer, and Greendale defeating St. Anthony’s to another enormous cheer.

After congratulating the rest of his teammates, Scott walked over to Anna Marie and the two kissed. “Too bad I couldn’t give you a really good victory celebration,” his girlfriend said with a smile.

Scott’s mind raced as he thought about what she meant when his parents appeared and congratulated him on his two wins. Rosa and Todd then walked over, the latter high fived his friend and told how much he enjoyed seeing Scott embarrass his opponent from Lake Valley. Rosa stood next to Anna Marie, who was holding Scott’s backpack, then whispered something to the latter. Nodding Anna Marie then told Scott that she and Rosa were going to talk about something and she would meet him at his car. Scott nodded and told his parents he’d see them at home before heading for the locker room.

By the time she had gotten out of the restroom, Sarah found the gym emptying and none of her friends in sight. Getting out to the parking lot she hadn’t seen any of their cars before heading for her own. She had thought about what to do with the information she had just heard and recorded. After getting behind the wheel Sarah grabbed her backpack finding a wireless signal detector ‘borrowed’ from her brother. Sarah had then taken a short detour on her way home past the Sager’s home. Parking outside the house, Sarah turned on the signal detector and waited until it found a strong signal emanating from inside. Writing down the network’s name and the signal’s code, Sarah had then driven home.

As she looked at her computer screen with The Bear Truth’s website displayed, Sarah thought about the day before remembering everything she had heard Karen and Monica say. Grabbing a disk her brother, Will, had given her after returning the signal detector and the recorder that she had ‘borrowed,’ Sarah decided that she needed more information before calling an emergency council meeting. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and she said, “Come in.”

The door opened and in walked Will, who closed the door behind him. Sarah held up the disk and said, “Well how exactly does this work?”

Her older brother walked over and knelt down next to his sister as she inserted the disk. The computer read the disk and then a folder popped up on the screen over the browser display. Only one program was on the disk and Sarah downloaded it to her computer. Once done she started it and looked to her brother. He then asked, “Okay, what highly illegal thing do you want to do now?”

“I want to get onto the server and any network computers that administer this site,” Sarah said clicking on the browser to reveal The Bear Truth’s webpage.

Will looked at her and said, “That gossip site about your school?”

“Yeah.”

“I heard about this site at Hamilton, whoever runs it is pretty smart. You might get a false destination and not even know it,” he said.

Sarah then produced the piece of paper and said, “I used the wireless signal detector at the school and it found this network and code. So unless The Truth’s administer anticipated that, I should be able to find out if the computer I get is real or false.”

Will’s eyebrows rose and said, “How did you think to look for that?”

“It’s hard to explain, but I found it. So will it help?”

“Definitely,” Will answered then instructed his sister, “Open the program and I’ll show you how to get started.”

Karen Sager pulled her mid back length hair over her shoulder as she put on her 44DD size bra then flipped her hair back as she adjusted the bra. Then she stared at her closet for something comfortable to wear. Still a little tired from the spending hours in front of the computer the night before with her sister, the 168-pound young woman had gotten up late and was almost ready to hit the computer again.

Then from behind came the voice of her younger sister, “Aren’t you ready yet?”

Karen turned around and said, “Sorry, but I’m just not as young as I use to be, in 14 months you’ll know what I’m going through,” then with a sigh added, “Besides my back is killing me.”

“Well if you added a few inches to your waist, hips, and butt instead of your rack it might help,” Monica replied.

Karen turned and eyed her younger sister, “Those inches meant for my hips and butt are stuffed in your jeans,” turning her gaze to Monica’s bubble butt and thick upper thighs fitted tightly in a pair of jeans.

Monica looked down and back before shifting her body to hide her backside from her sister’s view. Then stated, “I’d trade some inches from my butt for some from your chest,” the 17-year-old said putting her hands under her 34C chest, “Sometimes I wish I had mom’s figure.”

“I know,” Karen said, “I wouldn’t even care if it meant I was heavier.”

“Well if you had been heavier or more forward you might have snagged Scott as your boyfriend instead of Anna Marie,” Monica said sitting down on her sister’s bed.

“Hold on,” Karen replied and turned to her, “Scott’s a proven butt lover, so maybe if you would have weighed as much as me you might have snagged him and we’d know what his new clique is all about. But remember, Anna Marie and he have been friends since before we moved backed to Greendale. It’s amazing that they hadn’t hooked up before now. Hell, I’m surprised we didn’t write an article about them being an item years ago.”

Monica thought a little bit. “Yeah, surprised we didn’t. Though if we want to get close to Scott and his clique, you could always hook up with Todd he does have the eyes for healthier figures and they particularly wander to you a lot when you pass him.”

Karen put on a pair of grey, baggy sweatpants then pulled a white t-shirt over her head that was a tight fit clearly defining her small belly, love handle rolls, and her large set of breasts. “Good enough. As for Todd, well, he and every other guy would love to see how big I really am, Alexia however not so much.”

“I would have loved to have seen that encounter in person,” Monica said standing up and heading for the bedroom door.

Karen followed Monica out into the hallway and towards their common destination. As the sisters made their way through the single story home, their similarities and differences stood out. Three inches shorter than her older sister, Monica had the same dirty blond hair though only shoulder-length to Karen’s longer length. While they shared the same degree of freckling on their faces, Monica’s face was round while Karen’s seemed more like an inverted triangle. Behind her little sister, Karen’s thicker upper body was wider than Monica’s lean upper body. Monica had a narrow, defined waist while Karen’s waist was undefined thanks to her soft belly. Along with her bubble butt, Monica’s hips were wider than her shoulders while Karen’s butt was flat in comparison and her hips only as wide as her shoulders. Karen’s thighs and legs were slimmer than one would expect being nearly 40-pounds heavier than Monica, whose thighs were thick and legs were shapely.

They arrived at a door noticeably narrower than any other in the house; Monica opened it then flipped on a light switch just inside to reveal stairs down to the basement. Once down the stair, two computers and a small server came into view flanked by file cabinets. The two sisters went to their individualized computers and logged in. Then Karen asked, “Well what do you want to do first, hacking the school’s security system or listening to all the recordings from the last week?”

“I’ll start with the hacking, in a few hours lets trade.” Monica answered

“Agreed.”

Rosa propped her feet up on the ottoman and sat back into the couch before grabbing a book from the end table next to her. Though she had been loathed to do homework, especially book reports, ahead of time her present condition had changed her routine thanks to a reduced social schedule. As she opened the book and held it up over her large breasts, Rosa leaned her arms onto her large stomach and started reading.

She sat quietly the only interruption being her baby sister, Raquel, racing through the room back and forth from the kitchen to the living room. After a while she heard the front door open then the voice of her mother, talking on her cell phone an associate in one of her numerous community organizations. “Well all our girls are off for the rest of the week so we might be able to get them to help us out,” then after a pause, “True, it depends on their plans. I remember when I was their age and breaks from school meant making plans with friends. I’ll talk to you later Nancy, bye.”

Rosa sat still getting back into her book as her mother walked past the room she was in. After a few minutes Rosa was once again engrossed in her book when suddenly her mother’s voice startled her, “There you are. I can’t believe Raquel didn’t know you were in here.”

“I can’t help you out,” Rosa said not turning from the page, “I want to get this read by Sunday before my study session with Sarah so I can start on my report. I plan for it to be done well before the due date at the end of the semester and with the plans that we’ve made as a family that will be hard to get accomplished.”

Mrs. Garcia looked at the book her eldest daughter was reading and Rosa glanced up. Her mother looked amazing for being 51-years old and having four children, the last just ten years prior. Like Rosa had had before her sudden weight gain, Mrs. Garcia had an oval face with high cheekbones framed by a short but tight styled golden blond hair that was fading and starting to get streaked by gray. Still firm looking 36C breasts topped her rectangular figure with a thick waist and curvy butt and hips. Rosa looked at her mother’s shapely legs and avoided looking at her fat ones in comparison. Then Mrs. Garcia nodded before saying, “I can’t argue with that. I’ll get Isabel to help me.”

Rosa continued reading until her father arrived then followed shortly thereafter by her older brother, who quickly became the center of attention. After giving him a hug and leaving him to their parents, she tried to continue her reading but the conversation in the kitchen was distracting. Getting off the couch, Rosa went into the hallway and up the stairs. Reaching the top she turned immediately to her right and walked to her bedroom and closed the door behind her.

Some time later there was a rapid, urgent knock on the door. Getting up from her chair, Rosa maneuvered her 339-pound body towards the door. She opened it to find her younger sister Isabel. Before Rosa had a chance to say anything Isabel stated, “I need you to help mom out on Saturday for whatever she’s doing.”

“She already asked me and I can’t go.”

“Why?” Isabel asked, “It’s not like you have a buzzing social life.”

Rosa looked at her 16-year old sister before responding. Before her weight gain, the two sisters looked remarkably alike, especially in height and weight, though there were some differences physically. While both had light tan skin and mid-back length hair, Isabel had kept hers black while Rosa had dyed hers blond. While both had high cheekbones like their mother, Isabel had an oblong shaped face compared to Rosa’s oval shaped. Rosa had had 38C breasts compared to Isabel’s 36BB and before the former’s weight gain both had had flat stomachs. Isabel had only a slightly rounded butt that quickly went into slender legs compared to Rosa’s previously curvy one that flowed into shapely legs. She then answered, “I know mom was talking to Mrs. Rogers, so Alexia might be going as well.”

“Are you kidding? Alexia would never go. Do you know how embarrassing it would be at our next practice and Alexia jokes about it?”

Rosa had a good idea but then responded, “I have a book I need to read for a report, I have to keep my grades up remember I am a senior and I have college to look forward too. If you don’t want to go, you don’t have to.”

Isabel’s looked around and said, “Whatever. Mom’s is just going to keep pestering me about it,” then headed for her own bedroom.

Rosa closed the door and went back to her book.

To Karen and Monica, Thanksgiving Day was just another day to work on their website, however as they did so they heard their mother above the basement fixing the large dinner she especially made for the holiday. That was until the door at the top of the stairs opened and their mother’s voice announced, “Girls, we’ll be ready to eat in half an hour.”

Monica looked over at Karen who was listening to recordings and tapped her on the shoulder. The older Sager sister looked at her younger sister who pointed up and mouthed, “Almost time.” Karen nodded, clicked the player on her computer screen, and then took the microphones out of her ears. The two put their computers on sleep and then headed upstairs.

Once arriving at their shared bathroom Karen asked, “So how far have you gotten on the web block?”

“About 50% done, if we keep at it we’ll be done by Saturday, just in time to start thinking about what we’re going to write for a special edition so people will have something interesting to talk about.”

“Good to hear,” Karen replied then asked, “Do you want me to take over after mom’s meal?”

“That’s if we’re not too stuffed to do anything for a few hours,” Monica stated.

“Yeah,” Karen said as she started to strip down to her underwear, “Mom always wants us to fill up today and on Christmas, never mind that no matter how much we eat today we’ll have the leftovers Sunday.”

Monica started undressing as well before saying, “Yeah, if we had over Aunt Carol and or Uncle Dan’s families we would have just about the right amount of food. But that much food for the four of us I just don’t get it.”

“You have to remember mom comes from an old New England family and Thanksgiving is as big if not bigger than Christmas. She learned from Grandma Beatrice to make big meals for Thanksgiving no matter how small the gathering. So let’s just smile and bear it,” Karen said as she started to dress, putting on a pair of loose-fitting, but good looking jeans as well as a stylish sweater.

Monica groaned as she started changing into some nicer clothes for the family meal. Soon she had on a pair of form fitting stylish jeans and a long sleeves shirt as she headed into the large bathroom. The younger Sager joined Karen who was already combing her long hair and touching up her face with some make-up. Monica quickly followed suit.

Once both sisters felt they were ready, they headed for the dining room as the aroma of the Thanksgiving feast filled the house. Entering the room, they saw the table loaded with food with barely enough space for plates. Their mother had her back to the doorway, dressed in a nice pair of form-fitting slacks that showed of a wide and thick butt that her younger daughter inherited. The middle-aged woman turned around to show off a thick oval face with slight age lines on her face that was framed by chin-level light dirty blond, grey, and white hair. Mrs. Sager possessed large breasts and a soft stomach mirroring that of her eldest daughter’s upper torso. The middle age woman was a few inches taller than Karen at nearly 6 feet tall as well as being 20-pounds heavier than her eldest daughter.

Mrs. Sager smiled as she looked at her daughters, “Right on time, we’re just waiting for your father, and we’ll be ready to eat,” then walked over to them and said, “And thanks for dressing nice. Just take a seat while I make sure I’ve gotten everything from the kitchen.”

Karen and Monica watched their mother leave the dining room then headed for the table. “Damn this is a lot of food,” Monica said before sitting down.

“Yeah, I guess we know what we’re going to be eating the rest of break and beyond,” Karen said to which Monica nodded as they surveyed the table.

Todd closed his bedroom door and started his computer up. After typing in his password Todd grabbed a folding chair and sat down in front of the PC. He ensured that his security and spyware programs were updated then opened his browser. Gmail log-in page appeared and he typed in his password.

Thus Todd started his usual Internet routine with reading any new e-mail he had received since during the night then he headed to ESPN’s website for scores and updated some of his fantasy game entries. With those two things complete, he opened his favorite’s folder and clicked onto the link to Dimensions. Once there Todd checked out the forums, especially some of the links he had marked to see if any new posts had been added to them with particular interest in the story section. Within minutes Todd was mesmerized by stories and discussions.

After a while he decided to look at other websites he frequented that featured on purpose or by happenstance weight-gain related material. Soon he was looking at morphs, drawings, sketches, 3D animations, and the like. But as Todd looked at some of the well done morphs or photo shopped pictures he thought about the two jpeg files he had created earlier in the month. With great reluctance he opened up a folder on his computer titled “Pictures.”

Within that folder was another titled ‘Created Works’ and opened it up, most of the jpeg or gif files were so-so morphs that Todd had made over the years via a variety of programs. However, there were two that would have been considered ‘masterpieces’ by lovers of morphs and manipulated pictures or those that admired ‘before and after’ pictures. The two jpegs were of his friends Anna Marie and Rosa, created by Todd from pictures taken when they were thin and since they had been fattened by the notebook.

It had been done in a moment of weakness, after seeing a picture of Anna Marie on the school newspaper’s website. Suddenly the idea popped in his head to combine a picture of Anna Marie thin to the one of her fat to create a ‘before and after’ sequence or call it a morph and get highly praised for his effort. A search on his computer had found a picture of Anna Marie pre-notebook and close to it had been one of Rosa in her cheerleading outfit. He had then decided to see if a picture of Rosa could be found on the newspaper’s website showing her post-notebook and was successful. After an hour he had created the two new images, but as he was going to post them he realized what he was doing.

Todd had started imagining Sarah shouting at him for profiting, whether it involved money or not, off of his use of the notebook on Rosa. Then he had imagined hearing Rosa shouting at him before demanding the notebook to fatten him up. For a brief moment Todd had imagined what it would have been like to feel the pounds piled on his body. Then his thoughts had turned to Anna Marie’s reaction, but he really couldn’t tell how she would have reacted. However, Todd knew that Scott would have reacted by ignoring him just like he had done after Todd had stolen the notebook from his friend’s backpack. After Todd had thought about that he had decided not to post the images, but he just couldn’t delete them.

Looking at the pre- and post-notebook pictures of Anna Marie and Rosa, he sighed wishing to have a girl like them. He could imagine feeling soft skin as he jiggled and sunk his hand in it or lifting up her belly or grabbing her fleshy butt. Todd closed his eyes as he fantasized before his little sister’s voice called him as his bedroom door swung open. He twisted his head towards the door and opened his eyes before saying, “Why can’t you knock?”

“Why? This way we can eat sooner!” Kayla responded before heading down the hallway towards the kitchen.

Todd closed the folders, browser, and everything else before putting his computer in sleep mode with password prompt-enabled. He knew his sister hadn’t seen anything, but Todd always had the fear that she or their parents would find out that he was attracted to large women. What their reaction would be he didn’t really know, but he had decided to do his best to never let them find out. He closed his bedroom door and headed for the kitchen, wondering if any lucky FA was feeding his plus-sized sweetheart Thanksgiving dinner and wishing to do the same on day.

Anna Marie finished washing her hands in the sink and started to check her reflection in the mirror. Grabbing some of her purple lipstick, she reapplied to emphasize the contrast between her lips and pale white skin. Satisfied, Anna Marie put on her half-fingered gloves and left her bathroom as her hips brushed a side of the door frame. She flipped off the light then went over to her bed and sat down on the edge before lying down, her upper body propped up by several pillows.

Alone in her room, Anna Marie let her mind start to wander. She put her hands on her stomach, even through the extra layers of flesh she could feel that it was stuffed from the recently completed Thanksgiving dinner. Ever since she had gotten fat, Anna Mare had wondered if her eating habits had changed from when she had been thin. Several questions always popped up in her mind like ‘was she eating different foods?’ Or ‘was she eating more than before in an attempt to subconsciously stuff herself?” Or ‘was she just eating the same as before?” Whenever she let herself think about those questions, she would spend hours trying to answer them. However, it always turned out that she still weighed around 289-pounds even with all the feeding time she and Scott had had over the weeks.

Absentmindedly she started jiggling her little belly apron under her sweater on and off of the waistband of her jeans. Anna Marie thought back to the day when she wrote her name in the notebook. She started wondering about how her life would have been if Scott hadn’t figured out a way to take her from the edge of immobility to a more manageable weight. Anna Marie pressed her memory on how her body was spread out on her bed at the Hanson home. However, she couldn’t penetrate the overwhelming memory of that day, her first time with Scott.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, but Anna Marie tried to ignore it hoping whomever it was would just go away. But a minute later there was another knock and her sister’s voice came through the door. “Anna Marie, its Whitney. Can we talk?

Rolling her eyes, Anna Marie rolled off the other side of her bed and made for the door. She opened it to reveal her older sister’s smiling face. She half smiled in return as Whitney asked, “Can I come in?”

Anna Marie moved to the side to allow her sister into the room and closed the door behind her. The sisters looked at one another in silence before Whitney started glancing around the black, dark green and dark red colored room. There were some stereotypical gothic images and items in the younger Zelman’s bedroom however most of the wall space was covered of unique and original art works. Colored drawings along with those of black & white of dark, or fantasy, or myth tones dominated the room as Whitney took everything in. She was drawn to one in particular of a voluminous pear-shaped young woman with long dark red hair and pale skin dressed in a shape-revealing Greco-Roman dress, entitled “Persephone- Queen of the Underworld, Giver of Life.”

Whitney turned back to her younger sister, who was sitting on the edge of her bed waiting. “It looks nice.”

Anna Marie glanced around the room at her other artwork and said, “Thanks,” but her tone told her older sister that it was time to get to the point of her visit.

“Well I should stop stalling,” the 22-year old said as Anna Marie raised her eyebrows inquisitively. Whitney sat down beside her younger sister and continued, “I want to talk to you woman-to-woman. Don’t think of this as a lecture, your as smart as me and frankly I know we haven’t always gotten a long or aren’t close like some other sisters. But you are my baby, sorry, younger sister and I’m concerned for you.”

Anna Marie decided to let her sister have a chance and said, “Ok.”

“Now because we’re four years apart, I learned a lot of life lessons but because either I didn’t like you at the time or you wouldn’t listen to me I never really tried to give you advice or suggestions. When you started at Greendale, if I had been a good older sister I would have shared my quote unquote wisdom and you probably wouldn’t have cared at first, but might have used some of it later on. However, you were already had your,” Whitney stopped as Anna Marie thought she was searching for the right word, “Distinctive style. You might have gained weight through out grade school, but any teasing you got didn’t phase you in fact in retrospective it might have just made you stronger.”

The college senior stopped as she thought about what she was saying. “Well I’m starting to deviate. Next year you’re going to be in college and while it’s more mature than high school there are still things you won’t expect that will happen. I don’t know how your relationship with Scott is, but in case you were to break up or find that it just doesn’t work you need to know that unfortunately people do make decisions based on looks and.”

“Whitney, I’m not naïve,” Anna Marie said cutting off her sister, “So I’m fat, if people don’t like me because of that I wouldn’t want to be their friend in the first place. Also if they don’t like my style and don’t want to associate with me because of it, fine. I can take it, I’m not fragile.”

“I know,” Whitney said, “But it’s more than that. Anna Marie, I’m just concerned about you. I don’t know if mom prods you about it, but I’m concerned about…well…you’re health,” Anna Marie turned away from Whitney as she continued to speak, “Now Granny Doyle.”

The younger Zelman was quick to cut in, “Wait a minute, Granny Doyle while she was big she didn’t die from that, she died because of that liver condition she had which resulted in her gaining a lot of that weight,” to which Whitney conceded the point then Anna Marie continued, “I know I’m not at the weight most doctors think is healthy, but I eat right and exercise, just because stuff sticks to me doesn’t mean I’m not fitter than a thin person down the street whose a couch potato.”

The older Zelman brushed her brunette hair out of her face and said, “It’s just I want you to be happy like I’m happy with Brad, for as long as possible. Because when you find that special someone you really don’t want to lose it.”

“You’ve been dating him for what, five months?” Anna Marie asked, “And now he’s your soul mate?”

“Well, I wouldn’t say that. But what if he was part of our family?”

Anna Marie imagined her father’s face at the thought, “As long as I only see him occasionally he’s okay by me.”

“Oh come on, he isn’t that bad.”

“You haven’t heard what dad calls him and how he compares him to Scott.”

Whitney laughed, “That’s because dad has worked with Scott and knows him, I’m sure that if dad hadn’t known Scott before you started dating him, he would have had the same reaction.”

Anna Marie raised an eyebrow but kept her silence as Whitney looked around the room before saying, “Well this isn’t exactly how I imagined this conversation going and I probably messed it up. But in the future please don’t be shy to ask or to talk or to confide, we’re going to be around a long time and while we’ll never be as close as some sisters I’d hate for us to find ourselves two white haired old ladies realizing too late we could have been at least friends.” Whitney then surprised Anna Marie with a hug. “Well I’ll leave you alone, you might have been thinking about your next work of art.”

Anna Marie watched her sister get up, opened the door, and leave closing it behind her. The 289-pound young woman rolled back onto her bed and thought about the things her sister had said. For once the auburn haired young woman thought Whitney had a good point.

Sarah stared at her computer. The hacking program she had installed was still running, going through the several layers of security that protected the secrets of The Bear Truth. What the program had found was that there was a small network connected to the server hosting the website, which meant once she was inside Sarah would have total access to all the material. And she would be able to determine without a shadow of a doubt that Karen and Monica were behind the Truth.

The soon-to-be 18-year old watched the screen, listening to the desktop hum before grabbing some sheets of paper. She started looking over the first draft of a book report due at the end of the semester. Sarah started to make corrections when there was a knock coming from the door, or so she thought. But she waited a moment for a second knock and not hearing one went back to concentrating on her report.

Suddenly there was pounding on the door followed by her little brother yelling, “Sarah! Mom wants to talk to you!” He kept on pounding on the door afterwards.

After being scared out of her chair, Sarah took several steps to the door and flung it open and yelled back, “Harry, can’t you knock like a normal person?” looking at the 13-year old.

Be he could respond another door swung open down the hall and their eldest brother, looking dead tired peered out at them. A scowl could be seen through his long hair and neat beard. Both Sarah and Harry looked at Edward until he closed the door. Then Sarah turned back and looked up to her little brother before whispering, “Where is she?”

“Kitchen,” he whispered back.

She closed her bedroom door and point at him, “Stay out.”

He recoiled and said, “Like I want to look,” glancing down at her.

Sarah turned towards the stairs while Harry headed in the opposite direction to his room. She got to the kitchen to find her mother talking on the phone in Chinese. At first Sarah thought it was most likely to relatives in Hong Kong, but after catching a few words realized it was to one of her mother’s friends in town. Mrs. Wu hung up and looked at her daughter for a moment before speaking. “That was Mrs. Xi, her son Peter, the medical student, is going to be in town over the weekend. You should think about meeting him some time.”

“He’s six years older than me.”

“By the time you’re finished with college, he’ll be almost done with his residency then you could have a doctor for a husband.”

“Mom, I really don’t care.”

Her mother then spoke in Chinese to which Sarah quickly responded with a few Chinese words of her own. Mrs. Wu responded with some more words only for Sarah to turn and leave the kitchen. She headed back up to her room and sat back down in front of computer. She grabbed her report and started to edit it again, glancing at the screen to see the program continuing to run.

The Sagers were in their basement looking over the transcripts from their recordings. Monica then asked, “Should we come back with a bang and release that major piece we’ve been sitting on and teasing about?”

Karen shook her head. “We’ve been promising that at the end of the semester and people are really getting interested. We don’t want to produce it early and make people think this is one of those plausibly true, but false stories like the Paul Hahn piece. Our major story on Monday needs to be something that will make our huge story acknowledged as true.”

“So you’re thinking something controversial so people will realize we’re telling the actually truth on the big one then?”

The elder sister nodded then asked, “What type stories do we have on file that we could use or rewrite?”

Monica rolled her chair to a file cabinet, opened a drawer, and grabbed a folder from it. She looked through the paper then said, “Here’s one about Jerry and performance-enhancing drug scandal?”

Karen shook her head.

“How about a top-level student addicted to a prescription drug or perhaps academic cheating? Sarah Wu?”

“Sarah has potential, but no way people accept the claim of cheating, we might have one with the prescription drug problem. Let’s keep that one in mind, what else is in there?”

Monica continued through the file. “Here’s one with Anna Marie Zelman part of animal sacrificing…but we’d need a dead animal in the news to make that stick.”

“Yeah,” Karen replied then asked, “Anything we could use for Scott and Anna Marie’s relationship? But something better than the cheating with Alexia story we did, that was just an embarrassing effort.”

Monica rifled through the stories, shaking her head at each one she flipped past. She got to the end of the folder and shrugged her shoulders as she looked at Karen. Then the younger Sager started to go back through the stories and pulled out one. “We could use this one, maybe with Katie Hahn.”

Karen took the story from her sister and read it silently. “Has potential, and we can piggy back off the controversy created from your story about Paul,” handing it back.

“Thanks,” Monica said putting the story next to her computer.

Karen eying her sister then asked, “Just to make sure, you don’t have anything against Katie do you?”

Monica looked at her older sister and said, “No. I get along great with her, but that story idea tied into the one I did about her brother. Besides if we went after people we dislike we wouldn’t get the traffic on the site. But we can’t have people off limits doing this either.”

Karen nodded. “Just wanted to make sure,” then after a pause said, “Well I’ll start on the Sarah story and then something off the transcripts.”

Monica nodded and put the file folder back in the cabinet. She rolled her chair over to her computer and glanced at the sheets of paper next to keyboard. Soon both sisters were typing away at their computers.

Scott moved fluidly as he ran on the side of the road during his daily exercise. With every swing of his arm he lifted up a 10-pound weight up to his chest that he carried in each hand. The brisk afternoon breeze bit a little into his exposed skin, but after almost three laps of his one-mile street Scott barely felt it. He got to his driveway and stopped to cool down his muscles before heading up the hill to take a shower.

As he stretched and kept his muscles active, a young married couple that he had passed a few times on his run came jogging past him. The two then stopped close to him, but Scott thought nothing of it until the husband spoke to him. “How’s the season going so far?”

Scott looked at towards them and said, “Good. The team’s off to a hot start and so far I’m undefeated.”

“Good to hear,” the husband replied.

Scott went back to his stretching when he overheard the wife say, “I hope he’s gotten rid of that heifer that we’ve seen him walking with. She makes the neighborhood look so lowly and must be embarrassing to be with. We need to suggest a few girls that are in his league that are more photogenic.”

“Yeah, maybe over Christmas we can do something,” the husband said as they started jogging off.

Scott looked at them head off with a glance then headed up the hill towards his home.

Deciding to get out of the house after waiting on the hacking program since Wednesday, Sarah put on a coat and headed out into her neighborhood. It had been a cool yet sunny November Saturday afternoon and she had found it enjoyable to stretch her legs and breathe fresh air for almost two hours. When she arrived back in her room Sarah discovered that the program had finally finished not long after she had felt.

Sarah quickly went through the steps Will had told her to do, writing down the passwords and addresses to the server and network. The information was needed for her to reenter the server and network from any location, once she had everything copied Sarah turned off the program. She opened a new browser and went to The Bear Truth’s website she then found the site’s administration login and successfully logged in. She found the path to the computer network controlling the Truth’s website and logged into it.

Suddenly Sarah found herself with a choice to go into either one of two computers; she selected the first on the list. Her screen changed to show the desktop of the chosen computer. Sarah pulled out the wireless router signal she had written down outside the Sager’s home and searched for the wireless network on the computer. Finding it, she matched it to the one she had written down. She then found the computer’s registration with the name Karen Sager on it, Sarah now had the proof that the Sager’s were behind The Bear Truth.

For the next several hours Sarah went through every file and document she could. The Sager’s hadn’t gotten rid of any old articles she found, everything was archived from the beginning of Karen’s freshman year to the present by date and tagged with names and subject. It was unbelievable. Then she found the some of the recordings the sisters wirelessly sent from the school to their home. The locations astonished her and a part of Sarah admired the sisters for having come up with a system so ingenious. However it ended when she found the secure folder title, “Controversy.”

After beating the password Sarah clicked on the first document and read. She quickly read another and another after that. Soon she was shaking her head in disbelief then saw a link to a folder entitled “Notes.” The folder consisted of brainstorming sessions with the sister’s input to one another on an idea. After a few pages Sarah grabbed her cell phone, it was time to let her friends see what she had discovered.

Bert looked at his cards deciding which one he wanted to put down. He glanced at his partner who nervously fiddled with his own cards. Bert played a low trump card his opponent was looking for while his partner was forced to play an extremely high card of a different suite giving their opponents a larger point take in the trick. So far the Rook tournament had been going okay for Bert, he was in the middle of the pack on overall score and probably wasn’t going to win as his partners so far had either overbid for the kiddie or had played an extremely bad game. Luckily he had either saved his team or had exploited other pair’s mistakes enough to look respectable.

Another trick was played at his table and Bert saw his opponents starting to get nervous. Malachi had won the kiddie and had opted to call the player with the Rook as his partner instead of the individual who had possessed one of the two high cards that were missing from stash of trump suite cards, if he had done that, Bert would have been his partner. Now Bert would be able to win the last two tricks because of the mistake. A few minutes later, Bert put up his game score on the dry erase board and put in a new overall total.

The tournament had been going on for several hours; Bert was one of twelve players and by tournament rules every player had to have a new partner each round. The early rounds were the most interesting because anyone could be partnered up as each new round one played with different opponents. However as the rounds continued the groupings became more complex as each four-person table was set up to make sure players who hadn’t partnered did, but in the last few rounds partners had to be predetermined by who one hadn’t partnered with yet. With a round to go, Bert had yet to partner with the only girl at the tournament, Autumn Morgan.

In a room filled with unstylish and awkward young men, who all identified themselves as nerds or geeks, Autumn was out of place. Her soft oval face was framed by abundant, radiant black hair that contrasted with her pouty, red lips. She was dressed in a form revealing long-sleeve, low-cut sweater that helped emphasize her 36C breasts as well as weathered tight jeans that showed off the rest of her slim, hourglass figure. Autumn’s perpetually tanned skin came from working on her family’s large farm year-round. For everyone there she possessed a lot that made them stare.

For the first few rounds of games, almost everyone had stared at Autumn but slowly those stares had turned to occasional glances. Bert had been stunned when he had seen her emerge from her large, dirt covered truck along with everyone else but unlike his other friends he wasn’t a gawker and tried to worry about the tournament not one of the participants. He was concentrating on the dry erase board when suddenly there was a tap on his shoulder. Bert looked to see who it was and found Autumn’s smiling face inches away from his own.

“Excuse me, are you Bert?”

“Ye…yeah,” Bert stuttered looking at her and stunned that she was close.

“Hi I’m Autumn. I guess we’re partners for the last round.”

“Looks that way,” Bert said not knowing how else to respond.

After a few moments of what Bert thought an awkward silence, Autumn then asked, “Haven’t I seen you with Scott Hansen?”

Bert nodded.

Autumn then leaned over to him and said, “A lot of people, including me, are curious about what you’re doing. The popular theory is that you have a big prank in mind since its senior year, is that anywhere close?”

He shook his head. “We’re just a study group, nothing else.”

Autumn continued smiling as she replied, “I get it, got to make sure nothing is blown,” then winked her eye.

She then walked around Bert to let someone get to the board, brushing up against him. Normally he wouldn’t have thought about it, but it seemed odd to him that she had gotten to close considering there was plenty of space to get around. Add to the fact that he thought one of her hands had gone along his stomach, not a chance touch but as if she had caressed him. Bert felt uncomfortable, not knowing what to think when his cell phone rang.

It seemed to get everyone’s attention as he answered it. On the other end was Sarah, “Hey Bert, can we meet at the computer lab your dad’s department runs tomorrow afternoon?” It’s an emergency meeting if you know what I mean.”

“I have to ask him when I get home later; I don’t know what his plans are.”

“You’re not at home?”

“No, I’m with some friends. But I’ll call you in an hour or so.”

“Okay,” Sarah said before hanging up.

Bert put the phone back in his pocket and tried to be inconspicuous as much as he could next to Autumn. Malachi then walked over. “You need to run errands for the popular people?”

“Do you see me rushing out of here?” Bert replied making Malachi walk away before saying to Autumn, “Now I wish I hadn’t used the word friends, considering some of them think I’m a ‘traitor.’” Then realizing what he had done Bert went pale as he looked at her.

Autumn, still smiling, laugh a little before saying, “You can’t please everyone. Do you think anyone was expecting me here? They might be staring at me but not all are doing it because I’m a girl, some think I’m ruining their little club.”

Looking around Bert realized he hadn’t thought about it that way and noticed the looks she was getting, some were fascination and others weren’t happy. Autumn then continued, “But I’ve noticed you’re not like them.”

“Oh?” Bert said turning to her.

“Well, I can tell you’re a little shy and nervous when meeting new people or girls. But you definitely don’t gawk, you give people space, and most of all you don’t judge them at first glance.”

A table opened up and another pair of partners was ready to play, Bert and Autumn went over to the four-sided table and sat down to play. After winning their game, Bert and Autumn waited for the finish of the last game that would determine the tournament’s final standings. When the game finished Bert and Autumn had finished 3^rd and 5^th respectfully in the tournament standings and went to clean up. As they started Autumn asked, “How are you getting home?”

“Figured I’d call my dad,” Bert said as he stacked chairs.

“Well I can give you a ride, if you want?”

Bert turned towards her only to find himself looking down her sweater as she leaned over the table she was clearing. He quickly looked away and said, “Sure, uh, thanks.”

They finished then headed out to Autumn’s truck. She unlocked the passenger side door and headed around the back of the truck while Bert got in. Moments later the driver’s side door opened and Autumn got in behind the wheel. As she started the engine, Autumn turned to Bert and said, “I have some cookies here if you want any. I didn’t know if we were to bring food or anything?”

Bert thought he saw her look him over before putting the truck into gear. He looked at the plastic-wrapped plate of cookies and told her where he lived before grabbing one. While cold from being in the truck, the cookies tasted like they were baked that day. Out of curiosity he asked, “So what brought you here?”

Autumn laughed and said, “My father thought it would be good for me to interact with other people. But I don’t think he intended his only daughter being in a room with eleven teenage boys when he encouraged me to attend. He probably thought there would be people of all ages and maybe some older women who would take compassion on me and teach me to be a lady or something.”

Bert looked at her and said, “I thought you were needed on your family’s farm?”

“No. Our farm does pretty well and we have a lot of help, I really don’t need to work but I’ve always done it even though my father later tried to discourage me.”

Bert nodded and there was silence for the rest of the trip. Autumn stopped in front of his home then handed him the plate of cookies. Bert tried to say no, but Autumn still smiling said, “Bert, when a girl gives you something say yes.”

Bert took the plate and got out of the truck. As he headed to the front door, he was surprised that he didn’t hear Autumn driving off. He glanced back to see her looking at him, almost like she was examining him. Bert wondered if she was actually checking him out as he opened the door and entered. Once inside he heard the truck roar off, leaving him with a lot of questions.

The next afternoon four cars left for Hamilton University. The first to leave was driven by Rosa who picked up Sarah then proceeded to pick up Bert. Getting inside Rosa’s car made Bert very nervous and he was quiet as they went the short distance to the University. Upon their arrival Bert used the keycard his father had given him to enter the building and later the computer lab. Bert helped Sarah with getting the overhead projector working properly, but had to leave to let the others in.

Todd arrived next and as Bert let him in, Anna Marie entered the parking lot. They waited for her and once inside Bert led them to the lab. About ten minutes later, Bert’s cell rang again and he headed down to let Scott in. The two walked into the lab a few minutes later and sat down next to the others while Sarah stood next to the computer at the front of the room, which connected to the projector.

Scott then said, “Ok, I call this meeting to order and give the floor to Sarah.”

Everyone’s attention focused on Sarah who stopped what she was doing and stared at them. After a moment she blinked, cleared her throat, and started. “As you all know, The Bear Truth has been around as long as we’ve been at Greendale. Basically no one knows who runs it, but it’s fairly certain that given the stories that have been written, both real and fictional, the individual wouldn’t be popular with many at school. And I submit that because of some of the things written in The Bear Truth those behind it deserve to be written down in the notebook. I would like to let you all hear who runs it, from their own lips” Sarah then put a CD into the computer and played the conversation from the girl’s locker rom.

The voices of Karen and Monica Sager were heard from the stereo speakers around the room. The volume of their voices changing on the recording as Sarah and the sisters moved throughout the locker room, but every word clear. Looks on the other five council member’s faces ranged from disbelief to complete neutrality as they listened. Once the recording ended, Sarah spoke again. “That was Karen and Monica Sager in the girl’s locker room during the wrestling meet last Tuesday. Since then I looked for away to confirm this conversation was truthful. I started that night by driving past their home and found a wireless network signal originating from there.”

Sarah then handed around a sheet of paper with the information of the wireless network, including the signal code. Everyone looked at her once the sheet of paper had been passed around and Sarah then turned on the projector. The screen at the front of the lab showed The Bear Truth website with the Greendale Bruin logo apart of the banner alluding to the both the school and the website’s name. Sarah then went to the administrative log in and opened up the connection to the network running the site. Putting in another password the screen showed two computers and Sarah then asked, “Which computer do you want to look at first?”

“How did you do that?” Bert asked, “And did you break any laws doing it?”

“I borrowed a program from my brother to break the encryption protecting the passwords. And hopefully I didn’t.”

“Just show us one,” Rosa then said.

Sarah clicked on one of the icons and the projected image changed to show the desktop screen of the selected computer. She then opened a folder labeled homework and opened a document for a class report. The name on the report was that of Monica Sager. Sarah then found the wireless network on the computer. The information matched that on the sheet of paper. Sarah then went to the folder loaded with articles for The Bear Truth and opened the controversial Paul Hahn story for all of them to read.

“This isn’t some joke is it?” Anna Marie asked, “This is really Monica’s computer?”

“Yes it is. If you want, you can look through everything yourself and on Karen’s if you like.”

For the next 90 minutes everyone took their turn examining the contents of the Sager sister’s computer hard drives. However, no one looked at the most interesting folder Sarah noticed. When they were finished Todd then said, “Well to be honest, it looks interesting, but does it really prove that they deserve to be in the notebook?”

Sarah then opened up the overlooked folder, then a particular document, and printed it off. She started handing out pages of the document, which were drafts of previously or never released controversial false stories. As each read a page then passed them amongst themselves, Sarah saw that any doubt slowly melted away and it was Scott who was the first to show it when he grabbed the notebook and flipped it open.

“I’ve read enough,” he said, “The Bear Truth has for the most part basically revealed everyone’s little secrets or printed usually harmless gossip, but some articles like the one on Paul were so hurtful that it almost destroyed their lives. They really can’t be punished by the school or the law because the evidence we give them would be tainted and there are no legal avenues for them to find out Karen and Monica are doing it, I mean we can hint or ‘accidently’ find one of their wireless microphones. However Karen and Monica can easily shut down the system and get a new wireless network or put up new microphones. There is no real way they can be punished other than the notebook.”

“Agree,” Rosa said, “And now that I really think about it, Karen and Monica really don’t make themselves stand out,” Scott and Todd shared a look that Rosa noticed, “Except if you’re obsessing over particular parts of their bodies, they melt into the background. We know them, we’re friends with them, and we never suspected them because they both were friendly and seemingly nice but always out of any controversy. To really make sure they get punished, we have to make sure they can never hide in plain sight again. They need to be always noticed and observed.”

Todd then asked, “Well how would you do that?” He turned to Anna Marie then back to Rosa, “Anna Marie and you are actually two of the largest girls in the school and people don’t seem to linger on you. So if they don’t notice a 330-pound person then what will draw their attention?”

“I was thinking really super heavyweight,” Sarah said, “Or whatever you like to call very fat women like when Anna Marie was barely mobile.”

“Super-sized?” Todd and Scott said in unison.

“Sure,” Sarah responded.

Todd looked stunned. “Well depending on your definition that could be any weight,” he glanced at Scott who raised an eyebrow, “And is that even appropriate for what they’ve done?”

Anna Marie spoke up, “What they’ve done is cultivate an image of invisibility and that grants them access into places where they wouldn’t be a distraction. Remember when Alexia and her friends dumped used cooking oil on Michelle, Karen helped Rosa and I in the restroom in cleaning it off her. The next edition of The Bear Truth had a distorted version of our conversation and now we know why.”

Rosa nodded and agreed.

Anna Marie continued, “Karen and Monica, while they might have big breasts or a nice looking butt, don’t draw much attention to themselves. If they were super-sized they wouldn’t be able to hide from sight, so if they tried to switch out a microphone they would be seen and gawked at, if they were able to do it. Their ability to gather information would be severely or completely cut off.”

Bert then asked, “So we’re agreed that they should be in the notebook? And the debate is how much they should weigh?” Everyone nodded before he continued, “Well we need to wrap this up or campus security will get really curious about what’s going on.”

Rosa then said, “Well, Scott you’re the keeper and all, write down whatever pops in your head.”

After looking around the room, Scott grabbed a pencil and wrote in the notebook then closed it. Everyone looked at him as he stood up and headed for the door. Once at the doorway he looked back to see everyone still in their seats looking at him. “I’ll show you tomorrow, but if I were you I’d get to school early.”

Everyone exchanged looks as Scott left the lab.

Following a day in which they had been in front of their computers getting ready for the next day’s edition of The Bear Truth, the Sager sisters were in their bathroom getting ready for dinner after each taking shower. Karen was dressed down in a pair of baggy sweatpants with a tight fitting t-shirt clearly defining her small belly, love handles, and her large breasts. Meanwhile, Monica was a little more dressed up. The 17-year old wore jeans that were tight against her bubble butt and thick upper thighs while she had on a fashionable long-sleeved shirt. Karen had pulled her long hair back and put it into a ponytail while Monica was making sure her short hair looked good after blow drying it.

The two started reapplying their makeup looking into a large mirror above the bathroom counter. As per tradition, family would be having Thanksgiving leftovers and the sisters weren’t thrilled with the prospect of potentially gaining a few more pounds. However, neither wanted to upset their mother and so would try to eat enough so she wouldn’t feel bad.

They were almost ready when the change subtly began, neither would remember the first changes, but both remembered would never forget when they first noticed what was happening. Karen had been looking down at the bathroom counter when she looked back up at the mirror only to see that her face was chubbier and a definite second chin had developed under her jaw. She gasped. Then noticed that her breasts were larger and a protruding belly was growing under her t-shirt.

Monica looked over at her sister and was transfixed as Karen slowly grew to over 200-pounds. Both Sagers watched Karen’s body expand rapidly. Her belly developed into a paunch that grew outwards and soon started expanding downwards. Her breasts continued growing, but soon found themselves eclipsed and shelved on top of a surging paunch that began pressing up against the counter and forcing Karen to take steps back to accommodate its growth. Her arms grew thick then fat as her upper arm overflowed her elbow and her wrist seemed to be swallowed in fat. Karen’s face rapidly grew into a fat ball and her jaw line disappeared as her cheeks and second chin merged before seemingly swallowing up her neck. Her t-shirt quickly grew in size to contain her girth, but even the fabric started taking the shape of emerging folds and growing rolls of fat that stretched from her front to her back. Soon her paunch slowed its forward progression only to quickly apron down past the counter, but Karen could feel it bump against her thighs slowly advancing down her growing thighs that she felt press against one another before having to shift her legs to give them more space to grow. Then the oncoming pounds started to slow before coming to a stop.

As both sisters started processing Karen’s massive weight gain, changes to Monica suddenly became apparent as her round face seemed to have gotten slightly bigger and suddenly she possessed a second chin. Both young women changed their attention to Monica’s body that quickly seemed to have one focal point of growth, below her waist. While the younger Sager sister was slowly developing a belly, it was her visible hips and thighs that grew rapidly as the pounds poured onto her body. Neither Karen nor Monica turned their eyes away from the mirror to look at the 17-year-old’s growing backside or fattening thighs. However they saw Monica’s face almost completely lose the outline of her jaw as her cheeks slowly started to merge with her second chin that had also begun to envelop her neck. Her breasts were growing slowly, but had shelved themselves on a growing stomach that seemed to have a low center of gravity that helped to expand her formerly narrow waist. As Monica’s body continued to widen, it then started to expand more in her forefront and sides before her expansion suddenly slowed then stopped short of Karen’s size.

The sisters stared into the mirror in silence, processing what had just happened to each of them. Then their eyes met in the mirror then slowly turned away from their reflections to look into each other’s fat-swollen faces. Karen and Monica continued their silent stare for several minutes before taking in their new bodies.

It was plain to both sisters that Karen was not only fatter than Monica, but truly massive. Her face was round and thick with fat, overflowing her jaw line and having merged with her second chin and neck. Karen’s once impressive breasts had grown huge, but had been dwarfed by an almost globular paunch on which they lay. Her paunch had grown out in front of the rest of her body, aproning over halfway down her massive thighs and dividing into several rolls as the impression in her once baggy sweatpants attested. Karen’s backside was broad and stuck out a little, but in no way compared to her impressive forefront. Her massive thighs pressed against one another down to her knees, as observed from the impressions in her sweatpants. On the whole, Karen was definitely a super-sized paunch dominate young woman.

While Monica was dwarfed by her older sister in overall size, her pear-shaped body was the complete opposite of Karen’s. Her face was round, ball-like having merged with her second chin and hidden her neck within its jowly folds. Monica’s increase in weight seemed to have barely touched her breasts because though they had grown larger they seemed to belong to someone far smaller then Monica’s size. Her breasts sagged down to her stomach that seemed to have collected weight low around her waist jutting out a little distance in front of her and aproning to her upper thighs, in complete contrast to Karen’s multi-rolled paunch that had expanded in all directions including above her now nonexistent waist. While Monica’s thick upper half seemed lacking in pounds, her massive bottom half was overflowing in them. Her enormous butt stuck out in her huge jeans in an undeniable shelf that produced a shadow over her visibly remaining thighs. Monica’s hips were wide and disappeared into her buttocks in back and enormous thighs in front. Folds and rolls of fat were visible on her thighs through the impressions they made in her tight jeans and it seemed her knees had been swallowed up by them as well.

If the body shape differences between the two sisters hadn’t been apparent before, there was no question about them now. Once the two sisters had taken themselves in as much as they could and each other as best they could, they looked at one another silently seemingly thinking about the same two things, how did this happen and why?

Then suddenly they were startled by the voice of their mother, “Girls, its time for dinner.”

Karen and Monica slowly turned towards her; she didn’t seem at all surprised by their appearance. When her daughters didn’t reply or move, Mrs. Sager then said, “Are you waiting for an engraved invitation? Your father and I will be waiting.”

Once she had left, Monica turned to Karen and asked, “She thinks we’ve always been this huge. How is that possible?”

Before Karen could answer a loud noise came from her stomach as she put her hands to her flabby forefront then she audibled groaned. “I think my appetite just caught up with my body,” she groaned again before saying, “Oh my god! I’ve never felt so hungry.”

Almost on cue Monica clutched her stomach as it rumbled as a wave of hunger hit her as well. “It’s like I haven’t eaten in days. Let’s eat something then try to figure out what’s happened to us.”

Karen nodded. The two young women then slowly started waddling, getting use to their new bodies. Reaching the door they realized one of them had to go in front of the other. Karen then replied, “I’m the biggest. Push me through if I get stuck.”

“Have you seen my ass?!” Monica replied.

“You could probably go through sideways if necessary, I’m not so fortunate,” Karen answered, slapping her paunch.

Monica conceded the point and waddled after her older sister who was able fit through the doorway into her bedroom. Monica followed, squeeze through the doorway as well then both made their way through Karen’s room and then into the hallway. The sisters waddled towards the dining room, breathing loudly as they went. Upon their arrival both were red faced and found that instead of four chairs around the dining table, there were two chairs and two cushioned benches that had been used in their living room for years.

Karen and Monica were catching their breath when their mother led them over to the food laden table. She helped them sit down and for the first time in their memories, both young women saw the Thanksgiving dinner leftovers as a godsend. And soon they were eating as they had never done before.

After practically finishing all the Thanksgiving leftovers by themselves, Karen and Monica got up from the table feeling completely stuffed and feeling groggy. They slowly waddled down the hallway towards Karen’s room and once inside looked into one another’s red face. Karen sat down on her bed as her paunch forced her legs apart aproning down between them. She let out a moan before saying, “Now what the hell happened?”

Monica leaned up against a wall and shook her head, “Whatever it is, mom and dad are oblivious. It’s as if they think we’ve always been huge.”

“How are we going to live? What is school going to be like?”

“What will Brandon think?”

Karen buried her face in her plump hands trying to think when from the bathroom their mother asked, “Monica, you need to get ready for bed.”

The sisters looked at the clock it was way before they had ever gone to bed since grade school. But their mother was insistent and Monica went into their shared bathroom. Mrs. Sager then walked over to her eldest daughter and prodded her to stand up, helping the super-sized young woman as best she could. Then with the help of her mother, Karen started taking off her large clothing. After several minutes Karen was down to the largest pair of bra and panties she had ever seen or could ever have imagined exist. Mrs. Sager then pulled back the covers of Karen’s almost too small looking bed and propped her pillows up on an angle. Karen was then helped into bed as her paunch and legs hampered her range of motion. Once in bed, she lay at a 45-degree angle as Mrs. Sager pulled the covers over her then told her to have a goodnight before her mother exited through the bathroom turning off the lights as she went.

The next morning Monica was awaken by her mother shaking her shoulder, “Come on Monica, Karen’s almost ready. I’ve got your clothes out, breakfast will be ready soon.”

The 17-year old young woman pulled the covers off her fat body and slowly sat up, her forearms pressed against her wide hips that spread out as she sat. Standing up, Monica waddled over to a chair that had some of the largest clothes she had ever seen. The jeans were the size of a multitude of Xs and once on, she realized if it weren’t for her backside and hips it might have been a size smaller as the jean legs were actually a little baggy. She grabbed the shirt and found it to be a large long-sleeved piece of clothing that draped over her upper body and just below her waist.

Monica then waddled out of her room and down the hallway smelling breakfast cooking. Arriving in the dining room she saw Karen seated on one of the benches in a massive pair of overalls with a long-sleeved white shirt underneath. Karen’s size wasn’t hidden by her clothing as Monica’s somewhat was. “Well at least you’re new wardrobe is a little shape friendly,” Karen said.

Waddling over to the other bench, Monica sat down and noticed the time. “I don’t think we’ve ever gotten up this early.”

“My question is how are we getting to school?” Karen asked, “We get red in the faced and winded just coming here. We can’t walk to school like we use to.”

Before Monica could answer their mother brought in a several plates of food at quickly brought the two sisters to hunger. Soon they were filled up and as their mother cleaned off the table, they headed back to their bathroom. Once there they found ways to brush their teeth and to put on some make up, though for the latter Monica had to help her sister. Then each went to her room and grabbed her backpack.

They arrived in back the dining room and sat down. Their mother came in, sat down, and ate her breakfast as they waited. The time passed, they wondered when she was going to tell them to hurry off to school but she remained silent. Mrs. Sager then went back into the kitchen and started cleaning it up. Soon Karen and Monica were getting nervous as the clock got closer to first bell. Suddenly both were startled by the doorbell. Their mother then appeared with a bag and said, “Okay girls, your rides here.”

The sisters looked at one another before getting up then heading out of the dining room and towards the front door. They heard their mother answer the door and started chatting before they arrived to see a uniformed man. He turned to them and said, “Sorry to be late ladies, traffic. But I’ll get you to school in plenty of time.”

They waddled out of the front door and saw a large van with a ramp already down on the sidewalk. Their mother walked along side them and seemed a little worried that her daughters didn’t know what was going on. Mrs. Sager directed Monica to go in first and sit in the back, once her younger daughter had done so told Karen to go in and sit in the wide seat that faced the open door. Once her super-sized daughter had done so and had belted herself in, the ramp was lifted into the van via a motor and the driver slid the door closed as their mother went to the passenger’s side door of the cab and go into the front seat. The driver then got behind the wheel.

Five minutes later, they arrived at Greendale High as students streamed into the building. The van parked along the sidewalk near the double door front entrance of the main building. The driver opened the sliding door and then lowered the motorized ramp, once down he and their mother helped the young women waddle down. Once on the sidewalk, their mother walked along side them as the pair headed for the doors. The sisters heard whispers and snickers from their students as well as noticing the stares of others, something they had never experienced before. Their mother opened one of the doors and another student opened the other for them to waddle through.

Once inside Karen and Monica wondered what was going to happen next when their mother turned left from the front office and headed down the hallway towards a door. They followed her as she opened up the door and walked in, they followed behind her. The room was lined with tables with two computers and two cushioned benches that had previously been in the library. Their mother then put the bag she had been carrying on a table close to another door, she then gave them each a kiss and said, “I’ll see you when Mr. Tully brings you home.”

Mrs. Sager left, closing the door to the front hallway behind her. The first bell rang as Karen and Monica looked at one another. “Now what?” Monica asked as she waddled over to one of the computers and sat down on the cushioned bench.

Karen shook her head when the door on the other side of the room opened and in walked Mrs. Fuller with a smile on her face. “Hello girls. I have your lessons and assignments, I’m sure you have your homework ready for me.”

The sisters looked at one another and opened their backpacks taking out their folders. They produced their competed homework and Mrs. Fuller gave them each a stack of papers. She then took the bag their mother left beside the door she had entered through and left them alone. The sisters looked at one another then Karen glancing at the computer said, “We forgot to update the website.”

“We can’t even get downstairs,” Monica responded, “The doorway is too small. I tried it last night when mom was helping you get ready for bed. Besides, how can we even do anything, we can’t get around our house without getting winded. Unless we can shed our obesity, The Bear Truth is dead.”

Karen sat down on her cushioned seat, spreading out her legs as she did. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw someone staring into the room through the door’s window, but when she turned to look no one was there. Monica grabbed her stack of papers and started going through them, Karen did the same. As the Sager sisters started their new school routine, they found themselves getting looks through the window between each class period. When the lunch bell rang, Mrs. Fuller came in with the bag their mother left and opened it. It turned out to be their lunch, which the sisters hungrily devoured as people passed by, some even looking in at the heavy-set sisters.

Some of those that had caught glimpse of Karen and Monica were the council members who hadn’t observed them arriving at school. By the time lunch had come around, every one of them had seen the sisters and anxious to see the notebook. Then Scott walked into Mr. Hick’s classroom everyone stared at him with anticipation. “Yes?” he asked.

“Well let’s see it,” Rosa said.

“Okay,” Scott replied then produced the notebook and handed it to the former cheerleader.

Opening it up she looked at the entry and said, “600 and 450-pounds?” before handing it off.

“Yeah, you have a problem?”

“No, its just that well Monica’s ass compared to Anna Marie’s just doesn’t look like it’s that much bigger.”

“Thanks,” Anna Marie looking at Rosa, “I think.”

“You listed both them then their weights on the same line,” Bert said, “Interesting.”

Scott shrugged, “I thought that if they were on the same line and or the same entry they would know about each other’s gain. Don’t know if it actually worked, but thought it was worth a try.”

“Why even do it?” Todd asked.

Scott shrugged, “I thought I’d try something different.”

“Well with Karen and Monica in that room next to the front office, I guess The Bear Truth is officially dead,” Todd said.

“Well by the middle of the week it’ll be history,” Sarah replied getting a look from everyone, “I going to take care of all of those microphones and delete the website.”

The rest of the council nodded their approval and then started telling what they did during break.

Alexia walked out of the front office headed to the glorified janitor's closet that was Mr. Thomas called an office.  Passing the room where the Sager sisters attended school, she glanced through the window. As she took in the enormous duo doing their homework it entered her mind that something wasn't right.  Instantly Alexia turned away as a wave of uncertainty entered her mind.

She knew the Sager sisters had always been massively fat, the result of some weird medical condition.  However, something inside her told her the memories weren't right that the Sagers were different somehow.  Alexia shook her head trying to put the nagging thoughts away.

The cheerleading co-captain wanted to know why she kept having these thoughts and why they had started after seeing the notebook Scott possessed.  Though Alexia didn't know how, there was a connection and the special way she saw it treated made her wonder even more. For someone so confident, these seemingly flawed memories made her feel small, vulnerable, and insecure.  Looking around the empty hallways of Greendale High School, Alexia knew that while she was disliked by most of her fellow students as cheerleading co-captain she was socially superior.  But as she continue to think about this feeling that somehow her memory didn't correspond with reality, a notion entered into Alexia's mind that her social superiority was an illusion like her memories.  As the idea started taking root in her mind Alexia quickly found it unacceptable, one way or another she would make sure that everyone knew that at Greendale she sat supreme on the social ladder, including herself.  Alexia's thoughts returned to the notebook and knew the answers had to be there.