Galaktis: Hope you like the new chapter, sorry for the delay :o)

Cotys child: Left/right. . . who cares, he entered anyway lol Sorry this chap doesn't really give any explanations but it does give some changes in Bonnie

Tauntinghope: Hopes this chapter makes ya happy too :o) I plan on keep writing too!

SORRY FOR THE MAJOUR DELAY, IVE HAD WRITERS BLOCK :OS

CHAPTER THREE

Bonnie stood in front of her bedroom mirror and sighed. She was dressed in a pair or jeans that hung on her hips. They were new and looked nice. The dark blue denim was slightly baggy on her legs and bum but otherwise looked very stylish. The stitching was black, which contrasted beautifully with the blue. Two small pockets were sown with the same thread at the front. The same thread was also used to make the swirling pattern covering them. They were full fitting, making her legs look longer, and the bell bottom covered her dainty feet.

The jeans were beautiful and she loved them.

The red jumper that she wore with it made her auburn hair look glossy and brighter, the dullness seeming to disappear. The jumper hung slightly baggy on her frame, but made her curves look more womanly. The long sleeves covered her thin delicate arms and the low v-neck showed a glimpse of her pale thin neck.

The clothes looked great, but there was only one problem with them.

They jumper wasn't supposed to be baggy and it hadn't been when she tried it on two weeks ago.

And the jeans, the jeans were not supposed to be hipsters. When she had bought them they had fitted like a second skin, moulding over her curves perfectly and now . . .

Now they hung loosely on her hips. A sign that she had lost too much weight.

Her face was thinner too. Her cheekbones standing out more than usual. The paleness of her skin slightly paler than usual-but not too pale to look ill. No the blusher had helped.

Even though she had awoken looking healthier than she had in days, she could still notice the changes.

The duller shade of her hair that could be put down too lack of sun, the weight loss that would make any anorexic happy and the paleness of her skin that could be explained as her inability to tan.

Even though Bonnie could pick out the changes immediately, she knew that her friends would not notice and I they did she could make up some feeble excuse that they would believe. After everything that had happened in the past they were all happy to ignore things that they didn't want to see.

They didn't want to see her wasting away, so they didn't.

Or it could have been due to the fact that Bonnie had became very good at hiding it and very good at lying. Sometimes she had even convinced herself that she was fine and healthy, and then the pain would come or she would be too weak to get out of bed. You could only convince yourself so much, and having the flu wasn't cutting it anymore.

It was at that moment that her stomach decided to growl. The idea of food, however, made her feel physically sick. Fighting the distaste of eating bland food she made her way to the kitchen anyway. She had to eat whether she wanted too or not.

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