Disclaimer: I don't own Ned's declassified.

Here's my attempt at a chapter story in this category. It's an idea that's been on my head for a while now, and I just had to write it down. I don't plan on making it so long, but I don't know yet. I hope you guys like it. By the way, I'm assuming that Gordy now works in the high school and that their town is on the coast, since it doesn't mention anything on the show.

Oh, and please review! My stories generally get hundreds of hits, but not as much reviews, and to tell you the truth, I really appreciate your comments. So I wouldn't mind getting reviews. :)


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All of you have heard the same story over and over again. Or at least I know I have. Girl meets boy, boy meets girl, and they become best friends. Over a period a time, they become so close that they can practically read each other's minds. While they argue that they are only friends, everybody else seems to believe that they are something more. And this is where the story becomes interesting—to those who believe in these type of things, at least. There are three established roads it can take:

(A). One of them falls in love with the other, but is too afraid to admit their feelings and express them. Him/Her does not want to risk their precious friendship, and so lives in fear—and thus, unrequited love—for the rest of their life.

(B) One of them falls in love with the other, who doesn't return the feelings because to him/her they're only friends, and it would be weird to date each other. It is awkward for a while, but finally, everything becomes normal between them again. No romantic happy ending here, but at least they're still friends.

Or, (C), which is the most common one among the current fairy tales. Both of them fall in love with each other, and after finally admitting their feelings under some kind of special circumstance, end up together, holding hands watching the sun set. And they live happily ever after. The perfect fairytale all girls dream of.

It doesn't matter which of the three endings you choose, it's an overused cliché. Ever present in the chick flicks and romantic comedies, in every book, in every TV show, the best friends end up together, or at least there's an attempt to. There's no way of getting out of it. Everybody suddenly wants to fall in love with their best friend. Why are they so obsessed with it?

I wish I knew.

I always promised myself I would never, ever, in one million years, let that happen to me and my best friends. I wouldn't fall for my best male friend, neither of them. I wouldn't be forced to endure the agony that all of the female characters in these so-called fairytales have to endure. I wouldn't have to live in fear or negation. And I wouldn't have to risk our life-long friendship. Of course, I wanted to find the man of my dreams, but I had always imagined it differently. And it certainly didn't involve falling for a cliché.

Unfortunately for me, fate had to get in the way of my plans.

Which goes to prove how stupid I was for believing I could stop this.

Groan. This couldn't be happening to me.

Just when I thought I was over it, when I thought that there was nobody for me, here I am back to the place where it all started.

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Seventeen year-old Jennifer Mosley walked through the nearly empty halls of Michael S. Dukakis High, looking for her new locker. As usual, she had gotten up early so that she could get to school on time, and was glad that she had accomplished it. Even if she had had to drag her best friend and neighbor, Ned Bigby, out of bed so that they could walk to school together, as they had since they were younger. It wasn't an easy task, mind you. Ned was the heaviest sleeper she knew, but she couldn't just go to school the first day of senior year without him. It would have just been too weird, especially after what had happened lately. She had finally got him to get up by threatening to cut off his hair if he didn't. His blue eyes had bolted open immediately as he heard her, and he had rushed to get ready, while Moze waited downstairs with his mother—which by the way, was like her own.

As soon as they had gotten to school, Ned had disappeared in search for Gordy, leaving Moze to look for their new lockers—which were situated next to each other—all alone. But she didn't mind. She had a lot of things to think about. Namely, about Seth, her ex-boyfriend, who she had found out recently had been cheating on her all summer.

She sighed, letting her mind go blank for awhile. Like Ned had told her a few days ago, if she overanalyzed the situation, she would end up driving herself crazy and figuring out that there was nothing she could do about it. So she took his advice and relaxed, if only for awhile. After all she wasn't exactly known for tranquil manner.

"Besides," Ned had told her then, "If he cheated on you, then he doesn't deserve you."

If she could only believe that. Moze still remembered his words clearly, how Seth had told her that he loved her, and how they would be together forever. And after two years of dating, it wasn't so difficult to believe. As she found their lockers, Moze laughed out loud as she remembered how she had had to practically tie Ned up to a chair to stop him from beating up Seth when he had learnt what he had done that to her. He was so cute sometimes.

"Wait, did I just think that?" she asked herself confused.

"Moze!" someone behind her called, interrupting her troubling thoughts. She turned around to face a smiling Lisa Zemo.

"You can't imagine how much I've missed you," she said as the slightly smaller dark-haired girl hugged her.

Over the years, Lisa had become her best female friend after Suzie had moved away in the eighth grade, and their trio had evolved into a foursome. Their bond, however, or the one that she had with Cookie didn't compare to the one she still shared with Ned. But she was definitely glad she finally had someone she could girl talk with. Lisa had been traveling all summer, leaving her to "suffer," as she herself had said, with Cookie and Ned. When the summer had started, Moze thought she would have a great time with both of them, even though she missed Lisa dearly. And she thought that she would finally be getting to spend some quality time with Seth without being interrupted, because the basketball season was finally over. But she had been wrong.

"So how was your summer?" Lisa asked cheerfully as Moze turned to try the combination on her locker.

"Pretty much the same, you know, I got to spend a lot of time with Cookie and Ned," she said a frown forming on her face. "Well except-"

"Simon told me what happened," Lisa interrupted, saving her from a very difficult explanation. One Moze definitely didn't fancy giving. At least until she felt better. "But remember, don't you let that get your spirits down,"

Moze faked a smile at her, nodding. "It's in the past." As much as she cared for Lisa, nobody but Ned really knew what she felt. And she wanted to keep it that way, because he was the only one that really understood her. She didn't want others to think she was making a huge drama over it. And besides, she would eventually end up telling Lisa everything anyways.

Lisa smiled back. "And remember that you always have us to cheer you up…even if it is with one of Ned's and Cookie's crazy ideas."

Moze laughed genuinely this time, as she watched Cookie come up to Lisa and place an arm around her waist, kissing her cheek softly.

"So, I guess I'm not the only third wheel now," Ned said cheerfully, towering over her to reach his locker as he arrived with Cookie. He swept his brown hair out of his eyes as he observed Moze curiously. "Someone's pretty quiet today," he said softly.

She laughed. "I just have a lot on my mind," she repeated.

"Pray tell, Moze, when don't you have something on your mind? You could try being normal for once and think about nothing like me and Cookie do often," he joked.

"Hey!" she said reaching up to smack him softly on the head. Moze sometimes forgot how much Ned had grown since middle school. "I don't want to be a goofball, unlike you guys,"

"Ow," he complained, pretending it had actually hurt. "Why are you so mean? Here I am trying to make you feel better and you smack me!" he wailed amused, wiping a fake tear from his eye.

"Oh, did I hurt poor little Ned?" she teased in a baby voice, as he chuckled. Laughing at his antics, she closed her locker and turned to face him, just as the last person she wanted to see now passed next to them. She stopped at mid-laugh and Ned wrapped an arm protectively around her shoulders, glaring at the blond boy, who ignored him.

Seth Powers raised his eyes and his gaze connected with Moze's, who immediately avoided it by burying her face into Ned's chest, as Seth watched them confused. After a few moments when she was sure Seth was gone, she surfaced, breaking free of Ned's embrace.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, as Cookie and Lisa watched the exchange with interest.

"I am now," Moze responded smiling slightly at his caring voice as the first bell announcing homeroom rang.


Ned and Moze walked home together from the bus stop as usual. It had been interesting day to say at the least. They had been able to catch up with their classmates again, and they had had fun listening about everybody's summer vacations. Although they wouldn't admit it, all of them had certainly missed school.

"So are you signing up for soccer again?" Moze asked him trying to make small talk.

"Of course I am!" Ned responded enthusiastically as they rounded the corner of their street. "I'm actually going to be captain this year."

"Congratulations," she said happy that he had finally found a sport he could play. Even though Ned had actually grown to be six feet tall, he had long ago since given up on basketball, but he decided to try out for soccer. Luckily for Ned, he discovered he was actually pretty good at it, and had been on the team since ninth grade.

"And you're still the volleyball team captain, right?"

"'Course I am," she responded cheekily, repeating the words he had said earlier.

They reached their houses and Ned waved his goodbye as he headed towards his own porch, promising to call her later that night. Moze sighed tiredly and opened the door to her empty house, where there was only silence to welcome her.

She went upstairs and worked on the homework their teachers had assigned for the first day. As the sun began to set later, she sighed longingly at the sight outside of her window. Moze stood up, stretching, deciding to go for a walk. Maybe this would help her clear her mind.

As she reached the shore, she took off her sandals and walked slowly towards their beach, where she knew she would have the relaxing sound of the waves to calm her.

That special stretch of beach, or their beach, as Ned and Moze liked to call it, was their secret place. They had found this secluded bit of paradise about ten years ago, when Ned and Moze had been running around just having fun. They were entranced by it the moment they had set their eyes on it and since then had pinky-promised that this would be their own special place, and that they wouldn't tell anyone about. Eventually, Cookie and Lisa had found out about it, but they didn't mind sharing it with them.

As she reached the water's edge, Moze let some waves lap gently at her feet, and sat down quietly, trying to sort out her thoughts.

"You should have told me you were coming here," a male voice said behind her a few minutes later, and Moze recognized Ned's voice immediately.

She smiled. "I didn't want to bother you, I think I've done that enough lately." she justified.

He sighed, sitting down on the sand next to her, looking out to the setting sun. "Moze, I'm always here to listen to you."

She smiled sadly. "I know, It's just that-" She shut her mouth and thought about what she was going to say next. "Do you think everything will change now? Once we end our senior year and start a new chapter of our lives?"

"Nothing is permanent, Moze." Ned let the sand slip through his fingers. "There's nothing we can do about it."

She finally broke down. "I don't want things to change anymore!" she exclaimed vehemently.

"It's part of life," He said, looking comfortingly at her.

"I know, but look at me!" Her eyes were tearing up but she didn't care. "I thought I had the perfect life. I thought I had found the love of my life, the perfect boyfriend. I thought I was happy, and then, bam! Everything changes in a minute. And it turns out I was wrong. Seth wasn't who I thought he was, and I'm left here alone. I really thought I loved him…" she ended, her voice turning into a whisper, barely audible above the waves' crashes. "What if everything else falls apart this way too?"

"Do you remember when we were eight, and you told me how you wanted to find your prince charming?" Ned asked her a while later, reminiscing.

A stray tear worked its way down her face, as she smiled sadly in response. She had been so naïve then. Ned was the only one that knew about this. Opposite to many people's beliefs, she was actually a hopeless romantic.

Ned raised a hand to her face, trapping the tear under his thumb softly, wiping it way. "I know that right now you feel hopeless, and you think its over. But I know," he stated confidently, "that there is someone out there for you, and when the right time comes, you'll know who he is. Before you know it, your knight in shinning armor will come along and sweep you out of your feet. And this time, I will make sure he that he won't break your heart. And you have nothing to worry about. You are not alone in this, and I will be by your side supporting you as long as you need me. And I know our friends feel the same. You're not alone in this Moze."

Moze smiled shyly at him, as he lowered his hand from her face. "Thanks," she said hoarsely, as she let her fingers play with the sand.

He laughed. "I'm just stating the obvious," he responded. "Seth doesn't know what he's missing," he continued gazing at her warmly.

"No, I mean, thanks for being my best friend and always being there for me." She turned to him. "I love you," she said the last part without thinking, blushing suddenly. "I mean as a-a friend," she corrected rapidly.

"Awww…" he said jokingly, wrapping his arms tightly around her. "You know I love you too," he said ruffling her hair. "You're the best friend I ever had, and I really hope it stays like that."

Moze felt his familiar sandalwood smell envelop her and she closed her eyes, breathing in deeply and melting into his embrace. Butterflies burst alive in her stomach, as she pulled away suddenly, feeling awkward.

Ned raised his eyebrows at her questioning her actions.

"I don't want to get your sweat on me!" she joked, splashing him and running away before he could catch her.

"You're going to pay for that!" Moze heard Ned holler jokingly at her as he stood up and started to pursue her.

She ran for her life, laughing happily, Seth forgotten for a while, as a certain blue-eyed boy entered her thoughts.

"What is happening to me?" she asked herself as she let Ned tackle her to the ground tickling her. Goosebumps traveled up her arms. "Why am I feeling different towards Ned?"

Sure, she'd had had a crush on him when they had both been fourteen. But she had gotten over it…right?

But her thoughts finally lay forgotten as Moze looked into those beautiful blue eyes of his. And the only thing she could really do then was smile.


To be continued…

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