So it is about 11:06 on a Saturday night. I have read two books today, written an epilouge, started my second book and now I am drowning my sorrows -- whatever sorrows I actually have -.- -- in the second chapter of "The Time Capsule". What can I say? I love to write! Anywhoo Im just gonna go and write now :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide -- As Tris Always says - Always wear clean underwear!


Ned felt a rush of heat overwhelm his face. He had to do something, anything to stop him from his face spontaniously combusting.

"Moze, do you want to go for a swim?"

"Uh, Ned, we have no bathing suits..."

"So, I'm going in my boxers?"

"It's not the same for a girl Ned, we can't just take off our clothes like that!"

"Why not? If guys can, girls should too."

"Why? Do you want me to?"

"Yea, I mean no, I mean if you want to..." Ned's face was burning up again. This was becoming rediculous!

"No thanks, I would rather wait here if you really want to go that badly."

"Fine, suit yourself!" With that Ned and Moze walked to the local creek and Ned went for a little swim.


Moze was beginning to stare at Ned, and thankfully he was preoccupied with something else or he would have noticed this.

"Ned! Do you want to go and start the project? We really should be going to see Cookie right about now!"

"Alright! Let me..."

"What's the matter?"

"I have to go to the bathroom, turn around and don't look!"

"Oh Ned, why must you be five again!"

"I am not! I just really have to go, so turn away!"

Moze turned away and started to walk towards the street.

As Ned caught up, his instints took over and he put his arm around her shoulder. Moze reluctantly pulled away.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I -- I uh.. let's go get Cookie."

"Uh, sure... fine, right."

Moze turned away in disbelief, but managaed to put on a quick smile to herself. "NED JUST PU HIS ARM AROUND ME!" She was mentally jumping around in her mind the whole walk to Cookie's house.


"Hey Cookie!" Ned exclaimed as he walked into the front door of their other best friend, Simon Nelson-Cook's home.

"Hey Ned, whats up?" Ned could see Cookie looking strangely at Moze, in turn, causing Ned to look at her too.

Her face was flushed and she wasn't looking at anyone, but seemed to be in a deep thought.

"Moze? Are you alright?"

"Just fine." Moze replied, still in a dazy form.

"So Cookie, we need to borrow your camera for a project. It's this history thing Mr. Hurtle gave us, and we have decided on making private video diaries and then we'll open them ten years later."

"Cool, sounds like fun! Can I be in this, even if I am not in your history class?"

"Of course! We wanted you to be in this in the first place!

Ned took a quick glance at Moze, who yet again wasn't paying attention. He slowly nudged her and whispered in her ear, "What's wrong? Do you want to talk or something?"

"No, I'm fine." She replied.

Ned shrugged it off and continued to talk amongst him and Cookie.


Moze could feel her heart beating faster and faster. She wasn't feeling good, not by a long shot. Her stomach was queezy, and she was beginning to have a fever overcome her forehead.

"Ned! I don't feel so good."

With that, Moze ran outside and began to vomit.

"Moze! Do you want to go home?"

"Yea, I really do." Moze hadn't wanted to, but she emphasized on really, only making it that much more obvious that she was weak.

"Let me help you."

Moze could feel Ned gently pulling her hair up and him sliding his hand steadily up and down her back. She felt as if she were getting awfully cold all of a sudden.

Once Moze was done, she was as pale and white as a ghost would have been.

Moze was in shock as Ned had put his arm around her for the second time today. Cookie had followed along, to make sure they would be alright and also to bring the camera.


Ned had been watching television once again at the Mosely's home, with who else but Liam by his side. Not only was he with Liam, but his "friend" Jessie was there too.

Great! Twice the annoyance. To top it all off, Moze had continuously been getting sick and cringed at the sound of her vomiting.

He wanted to be there, but there was something about the vomiting that pushed that thought to the back of his mind.

When he could tell Moze was done, he went upstairs to be there for her.

"Hey Moze."

"H-hey." Moze sounded very very sick and weak.

Ned walked along her carpeted flooring to her bedside and snuggled in next to her, to provide a sense of comfort.

He hugged her shoulders closely and she had accepted.

"I feel awful Ned! I am not coming into school tomorrow, and you can count on that!"

"That's fine, but try to start the video diary thing if you are up to it. I really want us to take this seriously."

"Why the change in heart bout school work?"

"It isn't school work to me, it's more of an event to look forward to in ten years."

"Way to put it into perspective, Ned."

"Just sleep for a bit, you really need it."

Ned felt Moze push herself closer to his body, and he loved her warmth colliding with his. It felt so... so... right. He held her closely, and in minutes Moze was out like a light, giving him the opportunity to realize that as he was caressing his best friend's hair, he was in love with her.

"If only she would feel the same way..." Ned thought as he too drifted off to sleep, holding onto the girl he was in love with.