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Wendy's POV

Wendy sighed softly to herself and glanced up at the clock. 11:56 A.M. Four minutes to lunchtime, and this time she didn't have homework. This time, she didn't have a sports meet or a club to go to. This time, she would actually have to go to the cafeteria with her friends and figure out a way to eat without eating. Damn Thursdays.

Without warning, the loud bell of South Park Middle School sounded and broke her irritated thoughts. Sighing again, louder this time, she closed her binder and retrieved her purse from the floor. She made her way out of the classroom and started walking, very slowly, to the cafeteria. Her energy level hadn't been terribly high lately; most likely due to the fact that she hadn't eaten a thing since Tuesday morning. Wendy felt her heartbeat stutter for half a second just as Stan came out of his Science class with Kyle, Kenny, Cartman and Butters.

"Wendy!" Stan greeted her, trying to sound enthused.

"Hey, Stan," she replied softly. Talking loud anymore was just too tiring; it was bad enough that she had to carry her binder.

"What's up?"

"Not much. Just, um, heading to the caf. Lunch, ya know?" Cartman began to laugh.

"You eat lunch? Yeah right!"

Stan shot him the nastiest look he could make. "Of course she does. In fact, she looks amazing, so shut your fucking mouth!" Cartman, shaking his head, turned around and began to head to his locker. Butters followed along after him, but Kenny and Kyle hung around.

"What a douche," Kenny rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, don't listen to him, Wendy," Kyle agreed. The foursome made their way down the hall. Kenny and Kyle started chatting about some Ps3 game, and Stan, despite his troubled mind, joined in the conversation. Wendy, however, tried to come up with a plan to make it look as though she was eating.

I could stick food in my napkin and under the table when nobody's looking, she thought to herself. She noticed her heartbeat's inconsistency and felt pain in her chest, but continued walking as though nothing was wrong. The feeling of hunger tore at her stomach like a knife rips through meat, but she was still determined to not eat.

I'll eat tonight, maybe some salad Wendy thought. The walk down the hall was one of the longest in her life, it seemed, and her vision was growing blurrier and blurrier, The sounds of the students voices were growing more incoherent by the second, and she felt the pain in her chest rising.

And suddenly, she had to stop.

Suddenly, what little energy she had had run out.

Down she went, right into the hallway floor, binder flying from her grasp, right in front of her friends.

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