When my alarm went off, I went downstairs and ate breakfast. Mom came out and then Mary came downstairs.
Mary was still padding her bra, but neither one acted strangely. So I reluctantly decided that one of the other two things must have happened.
I was going to miss the medallion. It would have been great to be able to change myself into a bigger, stronger version of myself.
Have you ever felt invisible?
I still didn't really have any friends. The more I thought about it, the more I felt like if I'd been able to make myself bigger and stronger, I'd be noticed and probably more popular. I decided that I should have been concentrating on that rather than messing with my sister.
I decided I deserved to lose it.
That night, for the first time, I went up in my room and exercised. Mary was at the Friday night football game. I decided that my height wasn't in my control, but I could get more muscular. Women liked guys who were buff. If I couldn't change myself the easy way, I'd change myself the normal way. I did sit ups, push-ups and I even curled my desk chair a few times, until my muscles were sore. I didn't really think I'd see any difference, but my arms did seem a little more muscular looking. Exhausted, I lay down and went to sleep.