This is only the prologue! If you think I should continue, (with MUCH longer chapters!) Please tell me! Thank you and enjoy.

I don't own Glee.

"Hummel, you failed, I wanted five pounds off in two weeks, not three. Your pear hips are going ot need to fit into that Cheerios uniform. I want an hour extra on the track for you. Tonight." Coach Sylvester turned shraply and walked away from Kurt. He ducked his head, trying not to let people see his tears.

He entered the vacant bathroom and stood back, assessing himself in the mirror. She's right, pear hips, you're all fat. You shouldn't have eaten those eggs for breakfast. Now you'll only get fatter. Good luck fitting into that uniform.

But I do fit! Kurt's mind countered itself, but always settling on the worst. He was fat! All he wanted to do was to go back and refuse his breakfast.

You still can his mind whispered at him. People do it all the time. Just throw it up. Just until you lose the last two pounds, then you'll never do it again.

Kurt felt fear coil up on his stomach, but he took another look in the mirror and was disgusted with what he saw. He made his way into the last dingy bathroom stall and shoved his finger down his throat. He lurched forward, coughing and gagging as the futile smell of vomit tinged the air. Kurt did it again and found himself, once again, wretching into the toilet. He couldn't say it wasn't painful. He hated the feeling of food coming back up, nowadays he could barely stand the feeling of it going down.

He stood up and flushed his breakfast down. He felt lighter already and Kurt decided, Yeah, I could get used to this.

So please tell me if I should continue. As I said before, this is a PROLOGUE. The actual chapters will be VERY much longer!

Thank you. Ijustwantyoutoknow