A/N: This is not a Wendy hate-fic. I don't put her through this because she's my least favorite character, I put her through this because I feel she is the right character for this. Besides, I put Mabel through more hell than this and I actually like her. Or maybe I do that because I like Mabel…? I'll get this figured out one day.
Why is Wendy Corduroy such an odd girl?
I've asked myself this question countless times. Even though I know the answer. I chose to push it to the back of my head and focused on the task at hand: eating the hell out of these nachos.
It was only my third order of nachos, but soon I felt it. When your stomach starts to convulse and everything you've digested feels like it's about to make a sudden appearance.
My breathing got heavy. Not here. Not in front of all of my friends. Not in front of Robbie. Nobody knows about this, not even my own family. And that's the way it will stay.
I got up from my blue plastic seat and pushed my way through a row of people. I almost made it.
"Wendy?" Robbie grabbed my arm. "Where you going?"
"I'm just going to the bathroom, lay off." I said rather harshly. I yanked my arm away from him and swallowed, though it wasn't helping at all. He gave me a questioning look like he knew something was wrong but let go off me anyway.
I made it out of the section we were in and ran towards the nearest bathroom. There was a nagging in the back of my head that told me I was missing the game, but I didn't give a damn.
I threw open the first empty stall and soon my head was in the toilet bowl. I gripped the side of it, my knuckles turning almost as white as the toilet. My horrid retching echoed through the mostly unoccupied bathroom.
After what seemed like forever, I stopped. I didn't get back up though. I was still shaking. My hair was stuck to my forehead with sweat and my hat was on the floor next to me. I subconsciously put a hand to my stomach. It was flatter then it was earlier.
I stood up unsteadily. I walked over to the sink and leaned against it. I gazed into the mirror and saw two tired green eyes looking back at me.
Why is Wendy Corduroy such an odd girl?
Because she's the only bulimic in the entirety of Gravity Falls.