Chapter 1

It took time to kill herself. It happened very slowly. No body even noticed it until she had made a good bit of progress. But she didn't recognize what she was doing it until it was almost to late.

Day 1

Serena's POV

"You're such a pig Serena" Said Rae as se watched the blonde polish off her hot fudge Sunday. "Do you ever even think about what you're putting into you're body? You'll get fat if you don't watch it meatball head" I looked down at the two bites of Sunday I had left, then pushed them away. I got up to leave while I stuck my tongue out at the fiery priestess, but her words stopped me. "Maybe the meatballs aren't just on top of your head anymore Serena. Your sunday seems to be rolling over your skirt. Maybe you should consider a bigger shirt Belly." She said over her shoulder. I felt my blood run cold at her spiteful words. "Belly?" I asked despite the fact that I knew exactly what she was using that word for. "Amy told me that you were somewhat… overweight a few years back and that people used to call you 'Belly'. I think I might start calling you that just for… motivation, ya know?" She said. Then with a flick of her ebony hair and a wink of her soulful eyes, Rae was gone. I watched her walk away, but for the first time, my eyes wandered to her tiny waist, her slim wrists and long legs. Then I looked down. Maybe she was right, I thought pinching the skin above my skirt. I felt hot tears prickle my eyes when I realised there was a little too much skin there. I stood up straight and marched out of the arcade, white-hot rage filling me. Rae was right. She had too much 'belly' and that needed to change.

As I streaked through the park on my way home, I spotted Amy. Her azure hair stood out in the crowd, but what was normally a comforting sight only filled me with an awful cold feeling. Betrayal. A tad dramatic maybe, but I had told Amy about my weight problems and bullying in confidence. She had absolutely no right to go spouting off to Rae about it. I saw her raise her hand to wave, her signature smile on show, but I turned my back on her and took the long way home so I wouldn't have to be within a ten foot radius. I walked faster and faster, until I was jogging and then running as fast as I could, tearing through the trees until I came out onto the street. I wasn't even aware I had left the park until a human shaped cannon ball collided with me, knocking me out of the way of the oncoming traffic.

"Serena? What were you thinking, you could have been killed!" I recognised the sound of Darien's voice penetrating my mind. I looked up to see his slightly annoyed face, but it wasn't there long. In fact the annoyance ran away from his face and concern took its place as soon as he registered her tear stricken face. He took in my messy hair and the scratches on my arms. I hadn't even felt them as I ran. I stared at him and he stared at me. For like, three minutes. Then I got up and began to calmly walk away. Of course he followed and grabbed my hand. No words needed to be spoken as he guided me to his apartment. Soon I was sat at his kitchen table, the scratches on my arms cleaned and dressed, my face washed and a cup cake sat before me. Darien leaned against a countertop opposite the table and stared at me while I stared at my battered palms. "Seren-" he started but thankfully my communicator sounded loudly and cut him off.

"Moon" I say quietly to Rae's image. "Belly, get your big butt down here and help us out NOW!" she screeched in response. "Where?" I whispered, a silent tear slipping down my cheek, "The Park, now move it Belly!" Then she was gone.

"Thank you for taking care of my hands. I have to go now. Bye." It was all I could think to say. Then I was running, feet slapping the sidewalk until I reached the west entrance to the park. There, I ducked behind some dumpsters and transformed. It was hollow though. Normally it feels magical and spectacular, beautiful even. Today I may as well have just changed my clothes myself for how spectacular it felt. Sighing, I ran ino battle, leaving the problems of Serena- the problems that could get me killed at the gates. Time to be Sailor Moon.