THE CONFESSION"

PART TWO: THE CONFESSION

"Okay they say that confession cleanses the soul or was that the conscious? Oh, I don't know! Anyway"

She watched him shake his head, wanting to apparently clear his mind. She couldn't believe that she was watching this watching him! Her heart screamed for her to stop it right now but her mind told her to continue.

"I need to talk to somebody about this about my feelings for her." He sighed, running a tired hand through his angst unkempt hair. "About my best friend the girl that I'm totally in love with!"

She heard herself gasp, knowing deep inside her that her suspicions were right all along. God, she hated being right sometimes.

"There. I said it. I admit it I'm in love with my best friend. With the girl that I practically learned to crawl with Lizzie McGuire."

Was it jealousy that stirred within her at his own true admittance or was it something more? She knew the truth since the first time she saw them together but was it only now that she actually felt the truth?

He scoffed, then began a low chuckle. Looking intently into the camera, as if he were actually looking at her and right into her, "Love it's a funny thing, isn't it? I mean, is it even possible to fall in love when you haven't really begun to live? I'm only thirteen years old I haven't even started my high school career, and yet yet I'm declaring my love for another human being!"

She couldn't take her eyes off him, not wanting to stop listening to him proclaim his affections for someone she could barely stand. Why was this killing her?

He stopped, then considered his next words. Looking back up at the camera, "Kate Sanders"

Kate stopped cold. She stood up in her seat, preparing herself emotionally to stand tall despite any pain he might inflict with his next words.

He let out a small sigh, allowing a shy, even wistful smile escape his lips. "I used to have a crush on Kate"

She felt her heart give a small flutter, letting herself grin the most stupidest grin ever.

"Kate she was no Lizzie, but Kate was Kate." He paused, a sad, pensive sigh escaping. "Once upon a time, Kate was beautiful both inside and out. Don't get me wrong, she still is hot beautiful most definitely but not like before. I used to be able to look into her eyes and see an angel. Now I see in her eyes it's as if the old Kate died or at least gone into deep hiding."

Something inside of her threatened to break out. She could feel her body start to shake with tearful regret?

"I miss that Kate. So does Lizzie and Miranda. I can see it in their eyes oh, yeah, sure it's mixed in with jealousy and hurt anger but they miss her. And if you look deep enough, you can also see regret in Kate's eyes as well"

Kate fought the urge to turn the tape off until the very end. A part of her refused to hear anymore, while another needed to hear his words.

"But I'm not here to talk about Kate just Lizzie. The Lizzie that I can't stop thinking about. Can't stop wanting to be with 24/7. Can't stop" His grin grew wider, as if he was already seeing her face in his mind. "Can't stop smiling over every single time I think of her"

RING! RING!

Kate snapped out of her trance, her head snapping to the source of that irritating sound. She quickly stopped and shut off the video, then darted for the phone.

"Hello?" Kate forced herself to sound normal, not wanting anyone to suspect that her heart was breaking.

"Kate? It's me, Claire."

Sounding cheerful, "Hey, Claire."

"Listen, my mom's taking me to the mall after my appointment. You want to come with us? My mom can swing by your place after."

Kate nodded, then remembered that she was talking on the phone. Still feigning cheerfulness, "Uh sure! That's sounds awesome. Let me just call my mom and let her know, okay?"

"We'll drop by at around four, that's okay with you?"

"Of course!" Kate then mentally slapped herself, knowing that she sounded too cheerful this time. "I mean, whatever. Sure. See you at four. Bye, Claire."

"Bye Kate."

Kate placed down the phone gingerly. She glanced back at the blank screen, just staring at the reflection. Silently, "Bye Kate."

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