It all started my sophomore year in high school, the summer I lost weight. I went from "not" to "hot" and landed on the in-crowd's radar. Now, I might snag the most popular guy at school and a prom queen nomination.All I have to do is lose more weight. Just one more pound and I'll be perfect.But my friend Jake tells me I want all the wrong things. He thinks I'm already perfect.Did I mention he was my best friend's brother? How about the fact that...