The Earth, My Butt, and Other Big Round Things - Characters

Characters

Virginia Shreves is the protagonist who is the child of two parents she believes are unsupportive. She battles with her weight and place in society.

Anais Shreves is the sister of Virginia, she is described as beautiful and thin. She is the rebellious older daughter who joins the Peace Corps.

Byron Shreves is the brother of Virginia. He is described as being a model child. He is a handsome and popular man who later commits date rape.

Shannon Iris Malloy-Newman is Virginia’s best friend that is currently in Walla Walla Washington. She also has a stuttering problem.

Dr. Phyllis Shreves is a psychologist for teenagers who doesn’t want to accept that her family isn’t perfect.

Virginia’s Dad is a laid back Yankees fan who doesn't think that the things he says about Virginia's weight affects her.

Froggy Welsh the Fourth is Virginia's boy friend/lover they never really had a relationship they only had a thing. And also wishes that she could be that one girl that every one would like .

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