Part 4:

(1 week later)

I had it all planned now. I would wake up and head to breakfast and talk a bit even though I didn't feel like it. I would pretend to take bites of my food but bring my fork or spoon down to my lap afterwards and secretly hide the food in my hand and put in a special pouch I made to store it. I didn't eat any. I would dispose of it before anyone else arrived at the Gardens. I did the same for lunch and dinner, and nobody would question me. I still didn't talk as much to Newt. I only talked a bit at meals.

(Newt's POV)

I could tell that there was still something wrong with Y/N. She refused to talk to me besides at meals. She would always be the first to work. Every time I asked her about it, she shut me down and I was very worried about her.

When I was walking Teresa to her job (she was a Builder), I decided to ask her what I should do.

"Hey, Teresa?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you give me advice on something?"

"Of course."

"Y/N and I used to be best friends up until recently. She acts like she's hiding something, and she won't tell me what. She also doesn't want to spend time with me anymore like she used to. What should I do?"

She thought about it for a moment and looked down.

"I don't know. Maybe you should do something to make her see that she can trust you. I'll see if she'll talk to me if you want, as well."

"Thanks, Teresa. And yes, please talk to her."

"I'll do that after dinner. See ya, Newt."

"Bye, Teresa."

With this new advice on what I should do to get my best friend back, I thought of what I could do to make her trust me. Nothing really came to mind except talking to her.

(Y/N's POV)

When Newt came back from his usual walk with Teresa, I looked away. He came up next to me.

"Hey, Y/N?" He asked.

"What?" I responded.

"You know if there's something wrong you can talk to me right? I'm always gonna be here for you."

I thought about his kind words. He was still worrying about me. Maybe it was because I had already lost about 10 pounds. Did that get his attention?

"I guess," I muttered.

His gaze lingered until he sighed and started to work. It did hurt to see him like this, but he always had Teresa. After all, he liked her. And he didn't like me.

I know I said I was happy being friends with him, and I am, but this was different than what I meant. I meant I would be happy for him if he didn't like me and wanted to be only friends, but not after everyone was ignoring me and going after Teresa. That situation didn't apply to what I had said prior to everything.

...

After dinner, I went back to my hammock as usual. Sometimes I would look in my mirror at all of my flaws and imperfections. All things that Teresa didn't have.

"Hey...Y/N?" A girl's voice called. It could only be one person.

I immediately rolled my eyes and turned around. Of course it was her. There was nobody else in the Glade that had a relatively high-pitched girly voice. I had done my best to avoid her up until now.

"Yes?" I answered.

I put away my mirror.

"Can we talk?"

"Sure."

She sat down on my hammock.

"Well, we've never had the chance to really get to know each other. We've always just been in the same group," she started, and I gave her a nod. "Newt keeps saying that you aren't acting like usual and he's worried about you."

"I'm fine."

"Well, you know you can tell him anything. If there's a problem, you should tell him and you guys can work it out. I hope that in the future you can tell me things as well and we can be friends."

"I'd like that," I replied.

She smiled and left. Having Teresa as a friend didn't seem like such a bad idea, and she seemed like a wise, trustworthy person, I guess. Maybe she deserved Newt's attention. As much as I wish it did, it still didn't solve all of my problems. The thing was that Teresa had come to me and told me as a friend that Newt was worried.

I contemplated telling him that I possibly had an eating disorder, but I decided not to. I would just talk to him a bit more to make him believe that her talk with me had worked. After all... my body wouldn't change if I started talking to Newt again, and especially if I told him about my situation. He would try to fix it, and there goes my dream body.