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rise to ‘fame’ here at ASU and I was just surprised to see you here and in person. She mentioned an interview with you…”
    My words trailed off as the nasty memory pulled forth. A few months back, I had done an article on Jeremy ‘JBird’ Fuller, ASU’s star point guard, but he’d never shown up for the interview. Well actually he had…kind of… I’d waited in the student union library, at table number fourteen. The one I’d reserved two months prior to the article being due. I ’d watched him walk into the library, ask the blonde haired receptionist for directions and then head my w ay. I turned away when his eyes found me, already knowing that he wouldn’t stay. Disgust was all over his face when he finally made his way over, never looking at me directly when he mumbled some excuse about an extra practice the coach had called . I’d al ready known the truth. He hadn’t want ed to be seen with a girl as fat as me . How shallow…
    “Yeah…I guess I kind of remember that…” he shrugged, moving one step forward in the line when I did.
    He didn’t recognize me…
    Now that I was skinny and beautiful, I wanted to laugh in his face. Point to my body and tell him: “In your dreams buddy!”
    “So…you’re still on campus. You got plans tonight…?”
    “Nope,” I smiled sweetly, tos sing my hair so that it fell over one shoulder.
    Here was my chance…
    “I would love to hang out with you some more…get to know you maybe…” he proposed, his hand pushing back through the dark brown waves on his head.
    God he wa s gorgeous. His hair looked silkier than any girl’s I’d ever seen . What I wouldn’t give to replace his hand with mine and feel the texture for myself. He was waiting for my answer, following as I moved another step up in line.
    “That sounds…okay,” I whispered, wanting to smack myself for not giving him a piece of my mind.
    “So tonight then…there’s a party…”
    Oh no … A party… I can’t dance…
    “Um…not so sure about the party scene…” I stalled, trying to think of something else we could do together.
    “It’s not going to be a lot of people. A few students at my place actually… More like a get together…” he shrugged, motioning to the free cashier waving for the next person in line.
    “Where…? What time?” I asked, backing my way to the counter, my new ASU sandals clutched to my chest.
    “I live off campus…”
    Right… Senior and all that… I couldn’t pull up driving my raggedy old Jetta. Wait…who was I trying to impress…! ?
    “I’ll pick you up… W hich dorm?” he smiled as another register opened up, the students in line behind him now murmuring complaints at us holding up the line.
    “Foxwood…it’s over by…”
    “I know where it is,” he interrupted, throwing me a wink as he started for the next open register.
    “Ten…?!” I tried to call as casually as possible, my flip flops now on my feet .
    “Perfect…”
    He smiled that wide boyish grin of his , and I think I actually did swoon this time. My knees felt wobbly as I exited the bookstore, darting off to the freshman student parking lot before he could see which way I went. I was going to my first party ever! A college party…holy shit!
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    I’d already requested to be placed in the same dorm suite I was in now, but things had changed since then. B eing in my room was almost unmanageable now. I had a new body, but I certainly didn’ t have a new memory . The second I opened the door –after being away all day today-dread sunk through me, my eyes automatically going to the fresh comforter I’d put on the bed before leaving. The evidence was gone, but I could still hear my own screams…feel the embarrassment, and feel the weight of Brice pinning me down .
    Reporting the rape was out of the question. Brice Honeycutt was not the type of guy you went up against. Silver spoon fed, all American blue blood ran through his veins so thick that two of the