A/N: Alright, as for the slow update, I have recently started two new stories (When you're gone and Revenge can be deadly-check them out! :) so this is why the update has been delayed. Please forgive me, and for those of you who enjoy drama then i really think this is your chapter. Alright, cheers guys!

"Wendy! Wendy!"

"Wendy, baby, are you alright?"

"Aye! Get the fuck up off the floor!"

Wendy opened her eyes very slowly, looking into a crowd of over half the school staring at her. Laying on her stomach, she attempted to push herself up, but it backfired and back down she went. Her head was throbbing with a migraine, and the hunger pierced through her like a knife pierced through cake.

"What happened?" She asked weakly.

"You fainted! Kyle went and got Mr. Mackey!" Stan said soothingly. "Don't worry, it's gonna be okay." Be she could see the worry in his eyes.

No longer then four seconds later did Kyle and Mr. Mackey come rushing down the hall.

"Oh my God, Wendy, what happened!" The counselor asked with great concern, pushing spectators aside and bending down beside her. "Why don't you all just get the hell out of here!" He snapped at them. Grumbling and still looking worried, the vast majority of the crowd parted and went their separate ways. Only Cartman, Kyle, Kenny and Stan remained.

"Well i-i guess i tripped over Stan's shoe or something." She didn't endorse lying, but ever since she had begun dieting, it just slipped out. Protect your secret at all cost, the voice in her head told her. It doesn't matter who it hurts or what it takes, just protect your secret!

Mr. Mackey didn't buy the excuse for one second. "That is pure and utter bullshit, mkay. What really happened. Boys?"

"Don't ask me, fuck i wasn't there," Cartman replied, looking up from his PSP. Mr. Mackey rolled his eyes but surprisingly, didn't scold him for using profanity.

"Stan? Kenny? Kyle? What happened to her?"

"She-she just like crashed over," Stan said, his face contorted in worry.

"Yeah," Kyle agreed. "And her lips were white."

"Her face was purple," agreed Kenny. "It was sketchy."

Mr. Mackey nodded. "Alright then. Wendy, come along with me." He stood up and extended his hand to her so as to help her up off the floor. She rejected his gesture.

"It's okay, sir. I'm just going to go off to lunch now." She managed to get up to her knees before she had to take a rest.

"Oh no you aren't, mkay. If you cannot walk to the cafeteria, you are too weak to be there, mkay." Mr. Mackey was firm. "Now come along with me. Nurse is waiting for you."

My secret is at stake, Wendy realized. They'll make me eat; I'll get fat! I can't let that happen. She forced herself to her feet and attempted to flee but stumbled, and both Kenny and Cartman had to grab her to keep her from falling over. Her vision, once again grew hazy.

"Wendy, your coming to the nurses office, mmkay. Boys, carry her." Much to Wendy's protest, Eric lifted her up off the floor and carried her over his shoulder with no difficulties.

"Fuck your light as shit," Cartman informed her as they all walked towards Nurse's office. "My plate weighs more then you."

"That's because it's loaded high with food, fat ass," Kyle said, while Stan and Kenny laughed. Mr. Mackey bit his tongue back. Cartman glared but continued with the journey.

Once inside the nurse's office, Cartman set Wendy down on the cot roughly before pulling out his PSP. The other boys sat down on various chairs while Nurse took Wendy's temperature.

"93.4 degrees Fahrenheit," Nurse muttered to herself.

"Is that bad?" Wendy asked irritably.

"Very. I'm going to have you come over to the scale now. Do you have energy or-"

Before Wendy could answer, Eric was up and carry the much thinner girl over and setting her down before it.

"Well, I had energy before fat boy picked me up!" She said with annoyance. Eric rolled his eye and continued playing with his system.

"Please step on the scale, Wendy," Nurse said.

"No!" She cried, looking at the dead fetus in disgust.

"Wendy, I'm not asking you, I am-" Eric picked her up and placed her down on it without looking up from his video game. Nurse figured out the number on the scale by pushing the bar around. When the conclusion came to be, her eyes gapped and her face turned pale.

"What's the matter, nurse?" Kyle asked nervously.

"I-I must have done something wrong. I'll redo it." Once again, pushing the bar around brought up the same result.

"I don't believe it!" She said, terror in her voice. "Young man bring her back to the cot. It's too dangerous for her to be walking." The nurse slumped back in her chair as Eric complied. "Never-in almost sixteen years of being a nurse-"

"What's the damage, Mkay?" Mr. Mackey inquired as Eric layed Wendy down on the bed. He had put away his PSP and looked slightly alarmed. The two professionals talked discreetly, but all five teenagers could hear worry in their tone of voice.

"Cartman!" Stan whispered. The larger boy, still alarmed, looked over at him. "What does she weigh?" Cartman crept over and whispered Wendy's weight.

"23 kilograms."

End Note: Sorry it's been too long guys. What did you think? Reviews keeps me motivated so get crackin! :D