Gabrielle (Gaby for short), age 12.
Gaby used to be fairly popular at her primary school, and had a close circle of friends. However, being the smart one among them, she got high grades at the end of her last year there, and her mother decided that she should attend a more prestigious school, Newton Academy. Unfortunately for Gaby, none of her old friends went with her. They still see her outside of school, and she regularly keeps in touch online, but in school her rather meek and shy character kicked back in, and coupled with her short stature meant she often went unnoticed, though she did manage to find two friends in her class. But, before then, Gaby felt very lonely, and often found comfort in a nice bar of chocolate or bag of sweets, which her mother was always willing to provide to keep her little princess happy. This lead to a healthy accumulation of softness on her petite young body, which steadily built over the course of her first year at the new school, eventually requiring her mother to buy new uniforms for her in the school holidays. Now, she is ready to begin her second year at Newton Academy, weighing in at a little overr ninety pounds on her 4'8" frame.
Rachel, age 10.
Rachel is the baby of her family, with another sister and two brothers, and as such was on the recieving end of a fair amount of spoiling by her doting parents. Burgers, chips, chocolates, crisps, cakes, nothing was too much for their little girl, and as a result little Rachel grew up to be a pudgy little girl, often with her tummy stretching out the next adorable outfit her mother picked out for her. Sure, she was teased about it by her brothers and sisters, but that was all in good fun. What wasn't all in good fun was the ridicule she recieved from her classmates when she started school. Slow at first, it then built up and up, before one day her father found her on her bed, tears streaming down her face and mumbling to herself about being a fat pig. That was three years ago, and ever since then Rachel dieted. Hard. Despite her parents insistence that 'she would grow out of it' or 'it didn't matter what the other kids though of her, so long as she was happy', she cut back on her eating, and began to play sports, becoming particularly adept at tennis. However, as her weight declined, so did her attitude. She isn't a problem child, but there's a noticeable difference between fat and thin Rachel; her temper is much shorter, and she has a habit of going into long sulks over little things. Perhaps, deep down, it's because she misses being chubby, with her stringy, 4'7" athletic body tipping the scales at a mere seventy pounds. Her parents certainly do.
Or would you rather another girl?