I hated being the new kid in town. The fat jokes, the acne jokes, and whatever else the other high school kids could come up with. In my defense, I was an average weight for my height. When you’re five foot one and a half, every little pound seemed much more obvious. My height also lent itself to some really wonderful bullying scenarios when we moved. The good thing is they never lasted long. I could make any bully stop. How I did it was my secret though.

I always tried to pay attention to wh...