I’m giddy and jumping around in the bathroom again. I’m well on my way now. I can see the small change in the mirror, and yesterday Kierra asked if I was losing weight. All I have to do now is stick with the program. Sure, I tend to get a little light-headed sometimes in the middle of the day, but it’s a small price to pay for such great results. I quickly get dressed, rush down for my hot lemon water and cayenne pepper breakfast and then jot down a note to remind my mom that I’m spending the night at Kierra’s before rushing out the door to pick up my best friends. I’m all bubbly and happy, but it’s clear that something’s up when Anjenai and Kierra pile into my ride. “All right. Who died?” I ask, hoping to lighten the mood. Anjenai huffs. “Nobody. Let’s just go.” That’s clearly a lie. “Shouldn’t we wait for Tyler?” “She has court today,” Kierra reminds me. “Oh, yeah. I forgot. Maybe I should go over and wish her luck?” “You’re more than welcome to try.
