Size 14 Is Not Fat Either (Heather Wells Series #2)

Size 14 Is Not Fat Either (Heather Wells Series #2)

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by Meg Cabot
     
 

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Former pop star Heather Wells has settled nicely into her new life as assistant dorm director at New York College—a career that does not require her to drape her size 12 body in embarrassingly skimpy outfits. She can even cope (sort of) with her rocker ex-boyfriend's upcoming nuptials, which the press has dubbed The Celebrity Wedding of the

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Former pop star Heather Wells has settled nicely into her new life as assistant dorm director at New York College—a career that does not require her to drape her size 12 body in embarrassingly skimpy outfits. She can even cope (sort of) with her rocker ex-boyfriend's upcoming nuptials, which the press has dubbed The Celebrity Wedding of the Decade. But she's definitely having a hard time dealing with the situation in the dormitory kitchen—where a cheerleader has lost her head on the first day of the semester. (Actually, her head is accounted for—it's her torso that's AWOL.)

Surrounded by hysterical students—with her ex-con father on her doorstep and her ex-love bombarding her with unwanted phone calls—Heather welcomes the opportunity to play detective . . . again. If it gets her mind off her personal problems—and teams her up again with the gorgeous P.I. who owns the brownstone where she lives—it's all good. But the murder trail is leading the average-sized amateur investigator into a shadowy world. And if she doesn't watch her step, Heather will soon be singing her swan song!

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Publishers Weekly
In Cabot's entertaining, if flawed, second cozy (after 2006's Size 12 Is Not Fat) to feature Heather Wells, a teen music idol turned student-life employee at an NYU-like New York College, a cheerleader in Heather's dorm turns up dead or, at least her head turns up, stewed almost beyond recognition in a cafeteria pot. Lindsay Combs was bubbly and popular, but as Heather digs deeper, she learns that Lindsay wasn't all sweetness and light. She slept around and was involved with obnoxious fraternity boys who made pin money dealing drugs. If solving Lindsay's murder isn't enough to keep Heather busy, her father, recently released after a 20-year prison sentence, shows up on her doorstep, looking for a renewed relationship and a place to stay. The roster of suspects is underdeveloped, and the denouement is both predictable and implausible, but Heather's charm and wit amply compensate. Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780061752193
Publisher:
HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:
03/17/2009
Series:
Heather Wells Series , #2
Sold by:
HARPERCOLLINS
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
368
Sales rank:
30,480
File size:
459 KB

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Size 14 Is Not Fat Either


By Meg Cabot

HarperCollins Publishers, Inc.

Copyright © 2006 Meg Cabot
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0060525126

Chapter One

Barista Boy
Sex in a cup
Can't you ask me out
Instead of "Wassup?"
"Barista Boy"
Written by Heather Wells

The guy behind the counter is checking me out. No, really.

He's hot, too. Well, in a twenty-year-old barista kind of way. I bet he plays the guitar. I bet he stays up way too late at night, strumming, the way I do. I can tell by the slight shadows under his long-lashed green eyes, and the way his curly blond hair is sticking up in spikes all over his head. Bed head. No time to shower before work, because he was up so late practicing. Just like me.

"What'll it be?" he asks me. But with a look. A look that definitely says, I'm checking you out.

I know I'm the one he's checking out because there's no one in line behind me.

Well, and why shouldn't he check me out? I look good. I mean, the parts of me you can see through my bulky winter outerwear, anyway. I fully put on mascara and cover-up this morning (unlike Barista Boy, I like to disguise my undereye circles). And what with my parka, you can't see the four--well, okay, ten--pounds I put on over the holidays. Because who counts calories when it's Christmas? Or New Year's? Or after New Year's, when all that Christmas candy is on sale? There's plenty of time to get in shape again for bikini season.

And,okay, I've been telling myself that for the past five or six years, and I still haven't actually tried it yet--getting in shape for bikini season, I mean. But who knows? Maybe this year. I have two days of vacation due to me, all I've accrued since passing my employment probationary period in October. I could go to Cancún. And, okay, just for the weekend. But still.

So what if I'm five--well, maybe eight--years older than Barista Boy? I've still got it. Obviously.

"Grande café mocha, please," I say. I'm totally not into foamy drinks with whipped cream on top of them, but it's the first official day of spring semester (spring! Right!), and it's really cold out and supposed to blizzard later, and Cooper left this morning (for destinations unknown, as usual) without turning on the coffeemaker, and my dog Lucy wouldn't go out because it was so cold, so I'll probably find a nice surprise from her when I get home, and I really need a little pick-me-up to help me quit feeling so sorry for myself.

Plus, you know, as long as I'm blowing five bucks on a cup of coffee, I might as well go for the gold.

"One grande café mocha, coming up," Barista Boy says, doing one of those flippy things with my cup. You know, twirling it, like it's a gun and he's an outlaw in a western.

Oh, yeah. He definitely plays guitar. I wonder if he sits around writing songs he can never work up the guts actually to perform, like me? I wonder if he's constantly second-guessing his songwriting talent, like I am?

No. He's got the guts to get up in front of a crowd with a guitar and his own lyrics. I mean, just look at him.

"Soy or nonfat?" he asks.

Oh, God. I can't face my first day back to work after break on nonfat milk. And soy? Soy?

"Whole milk, please," I say. I'll be good later. At lunch I'll just have a chicken parm and a salad, and maybe just a bite of lo-cal frozen yogurt. . . .

Mmmm, unless Magda got in more Dove Bars. . . .

"You know," Barista Boy says, as he rings me up, "you look really familiar."

"Oh," I say. I'm blushing with pleasure. He remembers me! He must see hundreds, maybe thousands of caffeine-starved New Yorkers a day, but he remembers me! Fortunately it's so cold outside, and so warm in here, my red cheeks could easily be taken for the fact that I'm overheating in my coat, and not that I'm kvelling over his remembering me.

"Well, I live and work in the neighborhood," I say. "I'm in here all the time." Which isn't strictly true, since I'm keeping to a pretty tight budget (due to my pitiful salary), which foamy coffee drinks are definitely not part of, since I can get free coffee anytime I want from the cafeteria.

They just don't have mocha syrup in them. Or whipped cream. We tried to keep whipped cream canisters in the caf, but people kept swiping them in order to do whip-its.

"No," Barista Boy says, shaking his lusciously shaggy head. "That's not it. Actually, has anybody ever told you that you look a lot like Heather Wells?"

I take my drink from him. This, of course, is always the tricky part. What do I say? Yes, actually . . . because I am Heather Wells, and then run the risk of him asking me out simply because he thinks I still have connections in the music industry (so not. See above, re: fear of being booed off the stage)?

Or do I just laugh and say, Why, no? Because then what happens later, after we start dating, and he finds out I am Heather Wells? I mean, I could probably keep it a secret for a little while, but eventually he's going to find out my real name. Like when we're in Customs coming back from Cancún. Or when we're signing the marriage certificate. . . .

So I settle for saying, "Really?"

"Sure. Well, if you were thinner," Barista Boy says, with a smile. "Here's your change. Have a good one!"

What I can't believe is how the entire city can be gearing up for a predicted snowstorm--I mean, trucks filled with salt and sand can be lumbering down Tenth Street, breaking off tree limbs as they go by; the grocery stores can have already sold out of bread and milk; the television can show nothing but Storm Watch updates--and still, the drug dealers are out in full force in and around Washington Square Park.



Continues...

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Meet the Author

Meg Cabot was born in Bloomington, Indiana. In addition to her adult contemporary fiction, she is the author of the bestselling young adult fiction The Princess Diaries and The Mediator series. Over 25 million copies of her novels for children and adults have sold worldwide. Meg lives in Key West, Florida, with her husband.

Brief Biography

Hometown:
New York, New York
Place of Birth:
Bloomington, Indiana
Education:
B.A. in fine arts, Indiana University, 1991
Website:
http://www.megcabot.com

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Size 14 Is Not Fat Either (Heather Wells Series #2) 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 108 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Just as good as the one before it. Once again, this is a very cute and funny book and I finished it in a few hours, hoping it wouldn't end!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I picked it up at a used book sale and couldnt put it down. Loved the story and the characters. I am going to read the rest of the series for sure.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Size 14 is Not Fat Either is a great follow up to her original, creative, hilarious Size 12 is Not Fat. In this title, Heather Wells, an ex-pop star, is working in a New York Dormitory. In the first of the series she solved a murder mystery that had happened in her dormitory. Now, she's put on some more weight and is trying to cope with that when another crime scene comes her way. Wells now has to play detective (again) and try to solve this mystery. This is a great book and a must read for anyone who loves a great mystery, romantic comedy, and all-around awesome book!
Guest More than 1 year ago
i think the book was really good. i definetly recomment it. i was a little disapointed by the way it ended with heather and cooper but there is going to be another book. at the end of this one it gives you like a sneek peek and i can't wait until it comes out so i can read it, i just hope i dont forget. good book definetly read it, espicially if your into the whole mystery and suspense murder stuff but also into the typical girl stuff. it's the whole package :)
Guest More than 1 year ago
im not even going to exagerate here. this book, and the first one and probably Big Boned which is coming out in like a few weeks, were two of the best books i have ever read and i've read A LOT of books haha. they are so clever and really good page turners. of course they have some dull parts (uh hello what book doesnt?) but they are few and far between. trust me. get it. you wont regret it.
BNreader56SC More than 1 year ago
Really enjoyed this book. Meg Cabot's Heather Wells series is one I can read and reread. Nice infusion of humor with realistic emotion. Heather Wells is the kind of girl you want to have as a friend. Here's hoping for more Heather and Cooper Romance in the next book.
shelleyRTR More than 1 year ago
I have read all three books in this series, and "Size 14 Is Not Fat Either" is my absolute favorite of the three. The superb way that Meg Cabot is able to mix humor, mystery, and romance will prevent you from being able to put this book down! I was so absorbed in it, I literally read it in a few hours. Heather Wells is such a genuine, simple, and down-to-earth character - it is easy to be able relate to her. Heather's adventures in this book are so funny, and you have to ask yourself "How on earth does she get herself into these crazy situations?!" The story of Heather trying to find Lindsay's killer is exciting, and Heather meets - and reunites with - some pretty interesting people along the way. Another Meg Cabot book that doesn't disappoint!
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CestMoi74 More than 1 year ago
This one is definitely better than Ms. Cabot's first Heather Wells mystery. I actually laughed out loud reading it, which is no easy task for me! ;-) I look forward to the next & the next ! :-)
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jackiestone More than 1 year ago
This series is excellent!! I enjoyed all of these books plus she has others I have read and enjoyed. Remember size 12 or 14 is not fat!
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sakie More than 1 year ago
Has no real story and is kind of flakey but fun. I'm not sure if I will read anymore. I would not recommend it for book club discussions.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Rolls her eye and shoos the cats back to camp. Serpantpaw I do not care you are certnly being told on because you shall never ever comite suiside ever!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I like the book but I can't support, even as a plus size woman myself, Heather's unhealthy reliance on food. Heather is at times relatable but for the most part, she makes the most ridiculous decisions. The book has its quirky moments and I definitely find that a plus but...
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I look this book. It is hilarious and very well written. Keeps you on your toes.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was awesome and i cant wait 4 the last one
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