I am 14-years-old, 5'8, and 185 pounds. The only pants that fit over my thighs are outdated and torn. I've been an awkward kid my whole life, but now I am a teenager with braces, butterfly clips and I feel obese. It is hard. I try my best to ignore the fact that I don't look like everyone else, but still pray every night for a better body so that I might have a boyfriend other than "Chad," my fictional lover "from the city."