Shrink to Fit (Kimani Tru Series) [NOOK Book]

Overview

Losing weight is the solution to all basketball-star Leah Mandeville's problems, or so she thinks. Getting superthin will:

a) help her jump shot

b) make her look like America's Next Top Model

c) get the attention of the high school hottie who ignores any girl with a little junk in the trunk

And it's working, isn't it? Her boo is now crushing...

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Shrink to Fit (Kimani Tru Series)

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Overview

Losing weight is the solution to all basketball-star Leah Mandeville's problems, or so she thinks. Getting superthin will:

a) help her jump shot

b) make her look like America's Next Top Model

c) get the attention of the high school hottie who ignores any girl with a little junk in the trunk

And it's working, isn't it? Her boo is now crushing on her. Everyone says how good she looks. But the problem is that Leah doesn't feel good. And her life is taking a huge turn for the worse, despite her new "perfect body."

Final YALSA 2010 Quick Picks for Reluctant Young Adult Readers List!

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781426820151
  • Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises
  • Publication date: 12/1/2008
  • Series: Kimani Tru Series
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 256
  • Sales rank: 895,841
  • Age range: 14 years
  • File size: 151 KB

Meet the Author

Dona Sarkar is a Seattle-based author, engineering manager and a (very) aspiring fashion designer. Her past works include HOW TO SALSA IN A SARI and SHRINK TO FIT—all of which were written with the help of her assistant—a very demanding grey tabby named Ash.

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Love and Basketball

Leah Mandeville poised her arms above her head, the ball weighing heavily in her sweaty palms. She glanced at the timer. Five seconds. The cheers of the girls' basketball fans, her teammates as still as action figures on the court, the cheerleaders suspended in a perfect pyramid—all waiting for her to make the perfect shot.

Leah lived for these moments. Nothing got her higher. Yeah, it was a cliché. Tall, big girl who was good at basketball. Every eye in the gym on her muscular body. Every breath held as they waited to see if Sonoma High School would finally be real contenders in girls' basketball that year.

Leah knew she could easily make this shot and get it over with. But she loved the anticipation of the audience, the held breaths. She loved putting on this show. All eyes on her.

Gracefully, Leah arched the ball into the air, as dirty and orange as the trampled autumn leaves that had been tracked into the gym, toward the basket.

Fly.

Everything happened at once. The referee blew the whistle. The Sonoma fans stormed the court, and Leah, in the center of it all, was caught up in a mad group hug as Allison Taylor and Julia DeLouis swept her into the air.

Coach Jenna Richards was grinning ear-to-ear as she swung an arm around Leah's shoulders. "Nice one, Mandeville. Real nice."

"It's official, folks! Thanks to Leah Mandeville's tiebreaking three-point shot, Sonoma High School scores its first win of the season. Will Miss Mandeville be able to keep this up? Stay tuned…."

The words echoed in Leah's head as hot water pulsated through her shoulder-blade-length hair. She pumped a handful of the generic school shampoo (that smelled suspiciously like the generic hand soap all the sink dispensers were full of) out of the dispenser. Her mama had told her a thousand times to bring her own shampoo from home, "Indigo Bright, specially made for women of color." Apparently, anything less would cause Leah's coarse hair to gray early and fall out faster than the contestants on American Idol. Her mother, the almost-supermodel, had time to research these things. Leah did not. She scrubbed the generic stuff through her scalp and created a mound of frothy bubbles.

It had been a good game. Better than good. Incredible. The only thing that could have gone better would have been the second quarter. She'd missed an easy shot. If she'd scored that one, the game wouldn't have been so close. No one would be able to say she'd just gotten lucky at the end, as they surely would today.

Leah's self-criticism was interrupted by the rumble of her stomach. Perfect timing. The entire team was going to Slotki's for ice cream to celebrate the win. Leah was looking forward to her cake batter sundae with hot fudge. And whipped cream. And coconut sprinkles. What was life without coconut sprinkles? She watched the shampoo suds swirl, much like a mound of whipped cream, into the drain and wrapped a towel around her.

As Leah pulled a long-sleeved ringer tee over her head and tugged dark denim jeans over her hips, she frowned. Were her jeans feeling tighter? She sighed. Her mama would be on her butt if she went up any higher than a "respectable" size 8. Heaven forbid Leah cross into the double digits.

No matter. She wasn't your average teenage clothes-hanger-size girl, but her generous frame was all muscle. Well, most of it anyway. Plus, she highly doubted a normal high-school girl could pump out fifty push-ups and ten pull-ups in under three minutes.

"Honestly, darling, you are the last person who should be frowning like that," Allison Taylor drawled in her born-and-bred Bostonian accent as she finished blowing her hair straight. "Leah scores yet again. What complaints could you possibly have in life?"

"Thanks." Leah couldn't help but smile back. The blond senior could be an extra on Veronica Mars with her silky hair and whip-smart comebacks. As last year's star of the basketball team, she had given Leah a hard time about being a junior and the starting forward.

"I'm only saying it because you deserve it. This time anyway. Keep it up, huh?" Allison shot a sidelong glance at Leah. "Getting into the semifinals could really do wonders for the recruiting around here. Especially for juniors."

Meaning her.

"True that," Leah replied easily, not sure if she should take Allison's backhanded compliment as an insult or not. True, Leah wasn't your typical straight-A, valedictorian wannabe. But who needed that? Her goal was to play ball for UCLA in two years.

"Coming to Slotki's?" Allison wrapped the cord of her ionic jumbo-jet hair dryer and tossed it into her bag.

Leah glanced at her disheveled reflection. "I'll be out in three minutes."

And that's exactly, down to the second, how long it took Leah to get ready. She ran a brush through tangled, ebony hair, which would dry into a frizzy disaster if she left it alone. Not wanting to take that chance, she coiled it into her usual tight bun. A dab of tinted moisturizer to brighten up her ashy cocoa skin, and a slick of Smith's rosebud salve on her lips and lids, and Leah was ready to go.

Leah started tossing her lip gloss and hairbrush into her tote bag. That encounter with Allison had been almost…civil, compared to all their previous conversations. Funny, in eighth grade, she'd been friends with almost her entire class. Now, with so many cliques and interest groups forming the high-school food chain, she still didn't know where she fit in. Half her friends from middle school had become nerds and the other half had become cheerleaders. Neither hung out with the other. Or with her.

"Hey! Great game!" Shazan Ali tossed her perfectly highlighted chocolate and caramel hair behind her shoulders and made pouty fish lips into the mirror as she plunked her makeup bag down next to Leah.

She'd changed out of her cheerleading outfit into a long-sleeved minidress.

"What the hell did you do to your hair? Did your mom see this yet?"

"Please." Shazan rolled her eyes. "If she had it her way, I would be wearing a friggin' burka to school every day. With this cute Forever 21 stuff underneath!"

Shazan had once told Leah that Muslim women who wore burkas, the full-black head-to-toe graduation gown-type thing, also wore totally slutty clothes underneath. Microminis and belly-baring tank tops. Stuff Shazan strutted around in on a daily basis, much to the chagrin of her family.

"C'mon, Shazzam." Leah referred to her friend by her grade-school nickname. "A burka? Maybe a hijab, but not the full-on storm-trooper outfit."

"Shut up." According to Shazan, covering up two-hundred-dollar highlights with hijabs, the pretty, colorful head scarves her mother wore, was a crime of fashion (not to mention sanity).

"Was Queen Allison actually talking to you?"

"Yeah. Weird, right? She came over to tell me I did good today. I think so anyway."

Shazan raised a perfectly threaded eyebrow. As if, her look seemed to say.

Julia DeLouis, Allison's best friend, was still curling her hair, not even five feet away. Leah lowered her voice a notch. "Maybe she's okay."

Shazan didn't bother. "Don't listen to anything that bitch says. Everything has two meanings. At least."

"I'll wait and see."

Shazan rolled her eyes. "I warned you. You're so gullible sometimes, Leah."

Ah, the not-so-secret rivalry between the jocks and the cheerleaders. Leah and Shazan had been friends since second grade. Two peas in a pod. Until high school, that was. Shazan had suddenly discovered the fizzy world of cheerleaders and the cute footballer boys they usually dated. Leah was suddenly all alone and had turned to basketball and discovered she was actually pretty good at it. She and her former best friend often found themselves at opposite ends of the clique divide.

Shazan deftly applied green eye shadow to her wide-set brown eyes and brushed bronzer on her already tanned cheeks. "Remind me to wash this stuff off before I go home. Amma flipped last week when she found my stash of MAC lip glosses. I said they were yours."

"Great." Leah grabbed one of her so-called MAC lip glosses and squeezed a drop onto her fingertips. Sparkly lavender. It would look so stupid on her while transforming her friend into Abercrombie model material.

It amazed her sometimes that people used to mistake her and Shazan for sisters when they had been younger. Since then Leah had shot up over a foot and was still growing into her arms and legs while Shazan had shrunken into the required size 2 for the "popular" girls.

Somehow, they'd remained friends. Whether it was because Shazan still liked hanging out with her, or needed her vote to become Snow Ball Princess, was beyond Leah, but she liked to believe the former.

"So, what are you doing this weekend?" Shazan continued to hunt around in her Clinique makeup bag. She came up with a scary metal-looking contraption that she used to pinch her eyelashes.

"Um, not much. Hanging with Jay, I guess. Hoops. I might let him win for once," Leah said, wincing as Shazan lined the inside of her lower eyelid with eyeliner. Ouch.

"Ohhh…" Shazan caught Leah's eye in the mirror. "Jay, huh? Still?"

Now it was Leah's turn. "Shut up."

"Are you ever going to tell him?"

"Tell him what? We're friends. That's it."

"Whatever."

Leah's cheeks warmed. She was lousy with secrets. That was why it was extra important Jay never even got a hint.

"God, you have such good skin," Shazan commented, losing interest in Leah's love life and moving on to examining a nonexistent spot on her perfectly smooth cheek. "Mine is, like, freaking Crater Lake."

"A gift from my mama," Leah said, hiding a smile. The more beautiful Shazan became, the more issues she found to complain about. Last week, she had claimed she was fat and needed to be a size 0 by month's end to fit into some "totally perfectous" gown for the Snow Ball that December.

Shazan tossed her makeup into her bag and grabbed a pillbox. "You're so lucky she's a model. She meets the most amazing people. Didn't she get her Vogue cover done by Annie Leibovitz?"

The overhead fluorescent light bounced off the highlighter on Shazan's sharp cheekbones, which seemed to be more defined than usual.

"I don't even know who the hell that is." Leah eyed Shazan's pillbox. This was new. Her friend had never been sick a day in her life. Vitamins, maybe.

"Leah. God." Shazan shook out a pill. "You know you could totally be a model, too. Your mom would be your in. I'm dying to have a portfolio made, but my parents would kill me. Or ship me back to Pakistan. I'm not even kidding."

Well, that would officially be the first time anyone had ever been jealous of her. Especially Miss Popularity herself. Shazan was the shoo-in for Snow Ball Princess that year, the title given to the most beautiful junior-class girl.

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  • Posted February 2, 2011

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    Dying To Fit In

    Leah Mandeville is a junior in high school. She's on the basketball team and wants to go onto college to play for UCLA. Leah's mother, Veronica, is a model and she wants her daughter to follow in her footsteps. Modeling isn't Leah's thing and even if it was, she doesn't have the slim frame necessary to make it in the business. But then there's Jay, Leah's next door neighbor and best friend for three years. Leah has feelings for him, but he likes someone else; one of her skinny friend's. Will Leah get his attention if she loses weight? I liked Leah, but I did not like the way she spoke to Victoria. Even if she was fed up with Victoria caring so much about appearances, this woman was still her mother. She never went too far with her disrespect, though. She knew when to hold her tongue. I did feel for Leah, wanting to fit in so badly. When she began to lose the weight I was glad she felt better about herself, but then she went to the extreme, losing way more weight than she should have. As the numbers on the scale went lower and lower, it was like she was living in a dream world. While everyone around her could clearly see what she was doing to herself, she actually thought she was becoming more attractive when what she was doing was risking her life. And when she ignored the signs her body sent to let her know something was wrong, that she was abusing her body, I was so sad for her. I liked Jay, who was a true friend to Leah. And Shazan, Leah's friend since the second grade, was a good girl, but, unfortunately, she had her own 'weight issues'. It would have been great if she could have seen her problem as clearly she could see Leah's. Nibbles of food or days of starvation, strenuous workouts, diet pills, and purging led to excessive weight loss for Leah. She became dangerously thin way too fast and no matter how much friends and family pointed that out, she ignored their concerns. Anorexia and Bulimia are the eating disorders Sarkar addresses in Shrink to Fit, and she did a very good job writing this story. The psychological illnesses that can be found in those suffering from eating disorders is so clear, and as for the physical effects, when Leah dropped pounds, I was able to get a visual of the changes in her body and it was not pretty. While the story was entertaining to a certain degree, it is most importantly a cautionary tale. The story warns against the danger of depriving oneself of the proper nourishment necessary to stay healthy. and alive. Shrink To Fit is a must read. Parents: There is profanity, but it's not pervasive. There was one word in particular, though, that I grew very tired of reading.

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 15, 2011

    awesome

    this was a great book it talks about per-pressure and how fitting in isn't always the thing to do it was a great book

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 21, 2011

    AMAZING!!!!

    I read this book in two days I couldn't put it down. It is a very easy to get into. GREAT BOOK!!!!

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  • Posted September 19, 2009

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    Shrink To Fit (literally)

    Alot of teenage girls in America feel that being anorexic or really skinny (sizes 0-5) is acceptable for boys, the media, and society. In reality, big girls (the thick madames) are considered to have low self-esteem. Sadly, alot of people do think that, which causes a misbalance. In the book, Leah was pressured to lose excessive weight to please a boy and her mother. A drastic conclusion takes place in the matter.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 28, 2014

    When i was your man

    Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now our song on the radio but it dont sound the same when our friends talk about you all it does is just tear me down cause my heart breaks a little every time i hear your name and it all just sounds like ooohh ohhhh too young too dumb to realize...

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 19, 2012

    This is a must read book

    I loved this book the only thingbi didnt like was the way it ended other than that its a great book i really reccomend this nook

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  • Posted January 20, 2011

    loves it

    i related to this book so much. im the biggest out of all of my friends and i always felt like the main character did. it shows wat can happen to ou when you care to much about your appearence. i also play basketball but im short so the height is the omly difference. LOVE THIS BOOOOK!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 18, 2008

    Fantastic

    This book is very good! You will not put it down! It talks about really important issues! The main one is trying to be super thin to fit in! This girl is a star athlete and she makes some really life threatening choices just because she wants to be like everyone else! Please read, we all can learn something from this book!

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