Well, hello there. I was listening to Jessie's Girl today, and there was a link to this song, Pretending, an original song from Glee, and I fell in love with it. But halfway through the song, it dawned on me. ZARTER! Anyways, I apologize for any OOC-ness in advance, and sadly, I don't own TKC. Same with Pretending. Ryan Murphy and this guy named Ian, whom I refer to as Hobo Hair, own that. Anyways, on with the story!

Face to face and heart to heart
We're so close yet so far apart

Zia and I sit on the steps of the Brooklyn House, talking and laughing about our terrible past lives. Ironic, how things that happened years ago can seem funny now, but were terrifying and serious back then. We sit close to each other, but are really worlds apart. I love Zia, but does she notice me? No.

I close my eyes I look away
That's just because I'm not okay

Looking at Zia, I quickly look away when she notices. "What's wrong?" she asks.

"Nothing." I say, but I can tell that she knows I'm lying. Let's be honest here, I'm not okay.

But I hold on I stay strong
Wondering if we still belong
Will we ever say the words we're feeling
Deep down underneath it

Will I ever get the courage to tell her how I really feel? No, obviously not. As much as I believe that we're destined to be more than friends, I can't tell Zia.

Tear down all the walls
Will we ever have a happy ending
Or will we forever only be pretending
We will always be pretending

We may have a happy ending, but not with each other. I will always have to pretend that I only think her a friend. Nothing more, nothing less. Here's the problem: It's not true.

How long do I fantasize
Make believe that it's still alive
Imagine that I am good enough

All the time, I think back to her shabti. If that really was Zia, then maybe I wouldn't have to deal with this problem now. But then again, she'd be dead. I'm not good enough for her, though. Not in a million years.

If we can choose the ones we love
But I hold on I stay strong
Wondering if we still belong

If only love was easy. It isn't, that's the problem. I can stay strong and put on a brave face, but every day I wonder what we could be, if only I could handle Zia not feeling the same way about me.

Will we ever say the words we're feeling
Deep down underneath it
Tear down all the walls
Will we ever have a happy ending
Or will we forever only be pretending

I'm never going to be able to tell her, so I'll always be pretending. Pretending to be happy as just friends, pretend I don't like her.

Will we (oh oh) always (oh oh) be keeping secrets safe
Every move we make
Seems like nowhere's safe to go
And it's such a shame
Cuz if you feel the same
How am I supposed to know

I'm always going have to keep this secret, and it seems as if nowhere is safe, because this will always loom over me. It really is a shame, though, because what if Zia feels the same about me? How would I know?

Will we ever say the words we're feeling
Deep down underneath it
Tear down all the walls
Will we ever have a happy ending
Or will we forever only be pretending
Will we (oh oh) always (oh oh) be pretending

Will we ever say what we feel? Will we ever have a happy ending? Or will I always be pretending? I don't always want to be pretending. Not now, not ever. Not anymore. "Zia?"

Here's my fake cliffy! But here's the fake part: there's not another chapter. Good for you! You get to think, and decide what happens! What do you think Zia says? Why not review and tell me? I would really appreciate it. Anyways, flames are accepted, but not appreciated. Very different things. Anyways, ciao!