Title: Don't Ask, Don't Tell
Author: Sparkle
Email: RnbwRvrGrl@cherriemail.com
Rating: PG
Content: Language (in later chapters)
Characters: Riley Carlson (Mary-Kate) and Chloe Carlson (Ashley)
Summary: Chloe has a problem that no one notices at first. Will her friends be able to save her before it's too late?
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from the show So Little Time. They all own themselves and Dualstar owns the rights to the show. I don't even claim to know anyone from the show. I don't make any money off this. I do it because I like it. Please don't sue me.

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Prologue

"Morning, Chloe." My over exuberant sister chirped as she entered into the kitchen. I didn't say anything as I indulged myself into my cereal, stuffing my mouth with it just to have an excuse to remain quiet.

Riley looked at me with a hint of confusion in her eyes, but I pretended to ignore it as I went on with my morning ritual. She shrugged her shoulders and went to the fridge rummaging through it unceremoniously, trying to find anything to fill that bottomless put she called a stomach. I didn't understand how my sister could eat so much, yet stay so thin. I guess that was one of those questions of nature that never really got answered.

"Are you okay, Chloe?" She finally asked me as she sat across from me with a cold slice of pizza from last night. I eyed the pizza warily, and then caught my sister's eyes.

"Yes, everything's fine, Riley." I said haughtier than I had intended. Riley opened her mouth to say something, then quickly closed it again.

Yes, please, just leave me alone. I said to myself as she took a big bite out of her pizza and chewed slowly. I looked at my perfect sister and felt my own appetite leave. I stood up from my chair and walked over to the sink dumping the contents of my bowl into the sink. I started to leave the kitchen.

"Chloe -" I heard my sister say behind me.

"I'm fine." I snapped at her without turning to look at her. I could only imagine the look of hurt that had engulfed her face.

"Goodmorning, dear." My mother Macy said as she walked hurriedly around me, not really seeing me. "I'm going to be late for work."

Mom, she was always worried about work and things like that. Sometimes I wondered if she truly knew that Riley and I existed. I felt my eyes sting a little. I couldn't cry; I would mess up my mascara.

I quickly went to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I turned the water on in the sink and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't like what I saw. Everyone thought that I was little miss flawless, but what they didn't know is that I had went up yet another pants size. How perfect was that?

I walked almost shakily towards the toilet and opened it with one hand. You can't chicken out now, Chloe. I said trying to ease my rising tensions. I stuck one finger down my throat, just like Jessica had told me. I instantly began to gag, but nothing came up. I continued forcing my finger down my throat until tears came to my eyes. Finally, everything I had ate came up, coating my finger in a rancid goo.

I walked back over the sink. The tears were still burning my eyes. I blinked them back the best I could while I washed my hands. Finally, I looked at myself in the mirror and gave myself a satisfied smile. I could feel the pounds dropping already.

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notes: Thank you, Digital Tempest for letting me use this idea for my own story, and thank you for giving me feedback on this chapter.