Okay. So if you've been highly anticipating this then I would get on your knees, bow and thank AndImTheQueenOfSheba repeatedly. Because of her review I got (and maybe her threat to make her dad's 450 pound friend sit on me) I am now updating. So thank her.

Sorry for the long wait, guys.

I hope this is worth it!

Disclaimer: I own Joe Jonas, fools.

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Chapter 8- Effects Become Evident

Miley Stewart walked into her bedroom on Tuesday morning after her usual run and shower. As she stood in her closet looking for something to wear, she couldn't help but catch her reflection in the mirror. She didn't loom at all as though she was loosing any weight, she actually looked as if she was gaining it! The only conclusion she could come to, was that she would have to loose at least another 10 pounds. 110 to 90 still must not be good enough.

Miley sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror wearing tight jeans, a white tank top with an pink, tight t-shirt over it. She couldn't understand why she had continued wearing these clothes! All they did was show off her obesity. Miley sighed and changed out of those clothes and into loose jeans and a looser red shirt. That way, her bulging fat she saw wouldn't be able to be seen as much.

"Miles! Lets go or we're going to be late!" Jackson's voice called from downstairs. Miley glanced satisfactorily in the mirror one last time before grabbing her school bag and heading downstairs.

"Finally." he muttered. Miley felt too tired to say anything or do anything, so she just glared.

The ride to school was silent, and Miley practically jumped out of the car when they arrived.

"Bye Jackson!" she called over her shoulder as she made her way to the front entrance.

"Hey babe." Jake whispered in her ear from behind. Miley smiled and turned to face him.

"Hey Jake." she greeted before giving him a light peck on the lips. Jake grabbed her hand, and he couldn't help but notice how cold it was.

"So Miles, how are you?" he inquired. When she faced him, he got a better look of her face, and he almost gasped. Her eyes looked much bigger and near tears. Her face was as pale at the snow, and her lips we dry.

"I'm good. What about you?" Jake noticed that her voice sounded tired and exhausted, and by the looks of her she was tired and exhausted.

"Eh, I'm doing pretty good. Are you sure you're okay, though?" he asked skeptically as they arrived at Miley's locker.

"Jake I'm fine. Just a little tired is all." Jake nodded, deciding not to push it any further.

The two headed to Jake's locker together where he grabbed his things, and then they went off to their first class.

As Jake gazed at Miley (as he usually did) he took in every detail of her. Not only was her face pale and disheveled, but her whole body was pale. In class, she looked disinterested, and she kept writing in some small yellow notebook. When Jake replayed the morning over again, searching for some link as to what was wrong with Miley, he realized that she had been slightly unattached, like she didn't care as much about him.

Jake shook his head to himself, thinking he was just being paranoid. Miley was probably fine, just a little stressed and tired. She did seem to be busy a lot of the time, after all.

The bell rang sometime later, and Jake sent Miley off with a short kiss. He hoped she would be okay, but there was a sliver of his mind that was screaming at him to worry, to chase after her, anything to make her tell him what was going on.

Too bad he didn't listen.

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"Ugh! I hate gym!" Lilly screeched in the locker room before P.E. Miley glanced up from tying her shoe after changing in record time.

"I don't know." she began, finishing tying, "I kind of like it. I mean, they are trying to help us be fit."

"I don't care about being fit when I am having these killer cramps." Lilly complained, rubbing her stomach. "These are the times when I hate being a girl."

Miley chuckled slightly. Lilly pulled her shirt over her head and tucked it into the standard black gym shorts.

"Hey, I don't seem to recall having to block you out because of your complaining of your "nastily horrible cramps"." Lilly commented. "Come to think of it, I don't think you've complained or asked me for a tampon in a while."

Miley shrugged.

"I brought my own, and I didn't feel the need to complain. I took medication so I was like, half drugged the whole time."

"Oh my gosh Miley! You're not pregnant are you?" Lilly whispered as they headed out to the gym. Miley laughed.

"What? No way! Still a virgin Lils." Miley assured, and Lilly breathed a sigh of relief.

Some how, Lilly know the answer was staring her right in the face, but she brushed it off.

In the gym, they were doing foursome stations. Lilly and Miley were paired in a group with Amber and Ashley. Lilly groaned, and Miley sighed.

"Just ignore them, okay?" she whispered, and Lilly nodded.

"Truscott." Amber greeted.

"Stewart." said Ashley.

"Barbie 1 and Barbie 2." Lilly greeted with a fake smile. The two ignored the comment and laughed.

"Miley we saw what you were wearing today." Amber began.

"I see you went shopping." Ashley added.

"To get some clothes to fit those thighs!" they ended together. "Ooo, Tss!"

"I know whats wrong, okay! You can stop pointing it out!" Miley screeched, anger and disappointment filling her dark brown eyes. The two of them stared in shock after her as she stormed off, and I rushed after her.

"Miley, what was that?" I inquired with concern when we had reached the bathroom.

"I just lost it, okay? They get on my nerves so much!" I could see tears forming in her eyes, and I could tell that these kinds of mood swings were not normal.

"You really do have to just ignore them, Miles. Like you told me, okay? They're stupid and plastic. They don't know squat." Miley let out a chuckle, and Lilly smiled. But deep inside her, something was tugging at the back of her mind. She knew what was going on, but she couldn't quite grasp it yet, and so she decided to leave it be. If something was wrong with Miley, she would tell her. They were best friends. Miley would never keep something from her...

Would she?

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Like, extremely so, I guess.

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--Lani