"Wait, that's not right. Some idiot must have just copied the profile and forgot to replace this part." Don frowned at the profile, crossing out 'Junior' under class and scribbling in 'Freshman' next to it. "Shame you can't just edit a page after the fact, but it'll have to do."
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"WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!" The digitally shrill voice rang out loudly from a small bedside table, accompanied by the not quite as loud rumble of plastic vibrating against the wood with a buzzing rattle. A pale arm snapped out from under the covers, slender fingers snatching the cellphone from it's place and pulling it back into the depths. The alarm was silenced a moment later, shortly followed by a cascade of pillows and blankets tumbling to the bottom of the bed.
Simple gray phone clutched in one hand, tugging the charging cable loose and discarding it, the newly awakened Alexis stretched her arms over her head with a yawn. The action thrust the teal-haired girl's chest out, straining the buttons of her pajama shirt and revealing patches of pale flesh between the gaps. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she sluggishly pushed herself to her feet as she rubbed the remnants of sleep out of her eyes.
She had been waking up at five in the morning for her routine for awhile now, but she always woke up with the strong desire to roll over and go back to sleep. It actually didn't matter how long she slept or not, the urge to sleep longer coming from deep down in her somewhere. Glancing blearily at the phone in her hand to confirm the time, she gave another yawn and not for the first time regretted the necessity of such an obnoxious alarm just to get up on time in the morning.
Padding over to the bathroom, an unintentional sway to her hips, she pulled lightly at the waistband of her just a tad too snug pajama pants in a vain effort to get a little more give around her rump. Pausing only to flick on a light, she stepped on a scale tucked in the corner first thing. Stifling another yawn, she glanced down only to blink as her chest and proximity to the wall impeded any chance of glancing at the scale's reading without messing it up in the process.
Grumbling lightly to herself at the hassle, she stepped off the scale and scooted it away from the wall with her foot before trying again. Feelings of apprehension started to kick in, warding off her drowsiness as she pushed her chest down as best she could to get a clear view of the verdict. The frown that tugged her lips downwards made it pretty clear that she wasn't happy with it, stepping off the scale and somewhat roughly kicking it back into the corner.
At a short height of five feet and two inches, a weight of a hundred and fifty-nine pounds was a lot higher than she was comfortable with. Lifting her shirt up the voluptuous moemon revealed a fairly flat stomach, her abs only visible on the edges where a small layer of soft pudge hadn't obscured them. Pressing a hand against her tummy was met with only the briefest amount of squish before coming to the hard resistance of muscle, eliciting a sigh of relief.
Turning her examination to her lower body was met with a lot more squish than her stomach, but the hard layer of muscle underneath was just as firm as it ever was. Casting a glance towards the mirror, she didn't bother examining her chest in any detail. Until these growth spurts of hers stopped, she'd resigned herself to the fact that her already troublesome chest was going to get bigger.
"Muscle has weight, you're not too heavy. Muscle takes up space too, you're not as big as you look." Lexi stated with a firm tone to herself, an often repeated mantra as she tried to be objective about her observations. While both statements were certainly true, the reassurance she felt from them seemed just a tad less every time she said them. Tomorrow her scale might read a hundred and sixty, and she wasn't sure she could handle such a... round-seeming number as that, even if that extra pound might be muscle and not fat.
Reassured enough all the same for the meantime, the teal-haired girl set about tidying herself up for her morning workout. Hair pulled back into a loose ponytail, pajamas replaced with an equally snug sports bra and pants that hugged every curve of her lower body, she slipped on her running sneakers and was out the door into the chilly morning air. Bouncing lightly from foot to foot as she glanced about the area outside her dorm, her body jiggling in it's softer places as a result, she considered her options for her morning run.
She hadn't had as much time to plan a route as she would have liked before her first day of attendance, which would mostly be taken up by orientation and other wastes of time like that. Even so, she hardly wanted to miss or be late to anything as a result of getting lost, no matter how little she actually cared about it. She knew there was a track, as well as other fields, around the main building as well as the general direction. On the other hand, a jog around the marketplace could help get her familiar with the area and provide an opportunity to grab breakfast on the go and save some time before orientation started.
Her stomach gave a rumble at the thought of breakfast, bringing a frown to her face. She knew enough about how the body worked to know that skipping breakfast would be counter productive to her weight management efforts, but at the same time she was always concerned about giving in to any demand her incessant appetite made. Not that refusing really helped, as it just made it worse when she finally did cave.
Lexi considered her options again in light of that. She could A, head out into the fields and track where there was surely no food in sight, only grabbing something to eat once she had finished her workout and gotten ready for orientation, with the hopes of being strong enough to not pig out at the first opportunity. Or B, she could risk the marketplace, trying to placate her hunger with something light and healthy that wouldn't impede her exercises, and hope she didn't just end up snacking the entire time.