Miley's POV
I put my blonde Hannah wig on and a Hannah outfit. I had a concert for charity. I walked downstairs. Lilly was dressed up as Lola, Oliver as Mike, and dad was in his disguise.
"Okay, let's go!" dad said as we got into the limo.
After we got there and I was settled in my dressing room. I heard a familiar voice.
"Do I have to sing with Hannah?" a girl complained.
"I'm sorry Mikayla, but you have to." her manager told her.
"I hate her!" Mikayla barked.
"Now, just go in and say hi." her manager told her.
Great I have to sing with Mikayla.
"Hello Hannah." Mikayla said.
"Hello Mipuke." I said.
"At least I'm not fat." she said.
"Huh?" I asked.
"I mean look at you. Your gaining weight." she said with a smile.
My jaw dropped.
"That's right I've been there." Mikayla mocked.
She left. Was I really gaining weight? I looked into the mirror.
Oh my. I am gaining weight. My thighs are huge, I have a double chin, and...and...I can't go on.
"Hannah and Mikayla to the Stage!" I heard as I snapped out of my thought.
I went onto the stage. Music started playing. This was going to be a long concert.
After the concert, we got into the limo. Dad asked if I wanted to get something to eat. I said I was tired and wanted to go to bed. We got back to home, then Lilly asked.
"Are you ok Miles?"
"Yes, I'm fine." I told her.
A Lie.
"You sure? Because your really quiet." she asked.
"I'm sure. Just Mikayla being Mikayla." I told her.
Some truth, but mostly a lie.
"Ok, want to hang out?" she asked.
"Not tonight. I'm tired." I told her.
Not a Lie.
After Oliver and Lilly left, I went to my room. I changed into my pajamas. I then went into the bathroom.
That conversation with Mikayla kept replaying in my head.
"I mean look at you. Your gaining weight." she said with a smile.
I cried. She was right. I have to get rid of some of this fat, now!
I closed the door and locked it. I bent over the toilet. I stuck my fingers to the back of my throat. Then I puked.
I suddenly felt relieved. I am going on a diet, starting right now!
I brushed my teeth. Then I went to bed.
The next morning I got up and got dressed. I went downstairs.
"Morning Bud! How many pancakes?" dad asked.
"None. I meeting at Lilly's house to finish up on a project." I said as I grabbed a breakfast bar.
A Lie.
I walked to Lilly's house. Oliver was there already. We left 10 minutes later. Oliver and Lilly were on their skateboards. I was running to keep up with them.
"Miley, your not yelling at us to slow down." Lilly said.
"Well, I want to be in shape!" I told her.
Not a Lie.
When we got to school, I got a bottle of water. We walked to our lockers. Class was starting in 5 minutes. I put the water back into my locker and grabbed my books. Then we head off to Biology.
At lunch, I just got water.
"Miley, are you going to eat anything?" Lilly asked.
"I had a really big breakfast." I told her.
A Lie.
"Oh, ok. I understand sometimes my mom makes big breakfasts." Lilly told me.
Lilly's POV
Miley is acting weird today. After I was finished with my lunch I went to throw it away.
"Hey loser." I heard Amber say.
"What do you want Amber?" I asked.
"To tell you that your ugly, stupid–-" Ashley started.
"And that you just go jump off a cliff. Because nobody likes you!" Amber said.
"That's not true! I was going out with Lucas for awhile." I reminded her.
"Ya, but he cheated on her." Ashley reminded me.
Shit, she was right.
"See nobody likes you. Except Miley and Oliver, but they are nobodies." Amber laughed.
I left and went back to the lunch table. I sat down quietly.
"Everything all right?" Miley asked.
"Yes." I told her.
A Lie.
"Really? Because your really quiet." Miley said.
"It's nothing. Just Amber and Ashley being their selves." I told her.
Some truth, but mostly a Lie.
When I got home, I noticed I was home alone.
I was thinking about what Amber and Ashley said.
"To tell you that your ugly, stupid–-" Ashley started.
"And that you just go jump off a cliff. Because nobody likes you!" Amber said.
I grabbed a knife and went into my bathroom. I locked the door.
I put the blade to my skin. Then I cut myself. Oddly, I was relieved. I got all the anger of Amber and Ashley out of me. I cut myself a few more times. Twice on my left arm and twice on my right arm.
I put band-aids on my cuts. Then I put a hoodie on.
That felt good to cut myself.
Not a Lie.