Miguel woke up early Monday morning. He could hardly contain his excitement. Today he and Kay would finally get to go to New York. Him, Kay, Charity, Jess, Reese, and Simone were all going.

~*Flashback*~

10-year old Miguel and Kay had been jumping on his trampoline for over an hour.

" Kay, stop. I'm tired!", Miguel whined, trying to catch his breath. He sat down on the trampoline.

" Miguel Lopez Fitzgerald, your such a wuss!" Kay said laughing. She ploped down next to him.

" Hey, Kay! Look at the stars! Aren't they cool?", Miguel said, suddenly, pointing at the dark sky.

" Yeah it's really pretty.", Kay replied, laying flat on her black.

" Look! It's a shooting star!! See? It's moving!", Miguel said excitedly.

" Cool your jets, Fitzgerald. It's probably an airplane or something.", Kay said, rolling her eyes.

" No! I'm sure that it's a shooting star. Let's make a wish.", Miguel suggested.

" Can I make two?" asked Kay.

" Sure Kay. What are they?", Miguel asked curiously.

" First, I wish that we will go to New York together when we grow up. We can go to the Statue of Liberty, Central Park and everything!", Kay said with a sparkle in her eye.

" That sounds great Kay!", Miguel said.

" Next, I wish that we'll always be best friends.", Kay said seriously.

" Kay! You don't need to wish that! We'll always be best friends, no matter what!", Miguel said in a "duh" voice.

" Pinky swear?", asked Kay, sticking out her pinky finger.

" Pinky swear.", replied Miguel, hooking his pinky with hers.

~*End Flashback*~

" I broke my promise. When- no how did that happen?", Miguel stuttered.

Theresa interupted his thoughts. " What's up Miguel? You look like someone just told you that they sky is actually green.", she said giggling.

" I just realized that I've totally been horrible to Kay. I've ignored her and left her out ever since-", Miguel started.

" you met Charity.", Theresa finished for him.

" You noticed?", Miguel asked meekly.

" Noticed? Everyone in town has been talking about how withdrawn Kay has been ever since Charity came to town!", Theresa practically yelled.

" I'm going to go talk to her right away.", Miguel said, pushing past Theresa.

" Hold it stud. I've got two pieces of information that you don't want to miss.", Theresa said with a sing-songy voice.

" This better be good, T", Miguel said, sighing.

" First, don't flatter yourself. You ignore a girl for almost a year, and you think you can just waltz back into her life? No, it does NOT work like that.", Theresa said, rolling her eyes," Guys are so dense. Anyways, guess who's coming on the trip with you guys?"

" I don't know Theresa, Elvis?", Miguel said in a sarcastic voice.

" No, silly, Matt Anderson!", Theresa said with a laugh.

" Oh god.", Miguel whispered.

*Miguel Lopez-Fitzgerald*

No. Anyone but him. Anyone but the only boy who ever threatened mine and Kay's friendship.

It was the summer right after Kay and I made our wish on the shooting star. Matt Anderson just moved to Harmony before the schoolyear. Kay had thought he was really cute. But I got jealous. I didn't want her to hang out with any boys except for me.

I made her choose. Between me and Matt. How horrible was that? She cried, and begged me not to do this, but I wouldn't listen. I knew that she would choose me. I knew it.

I was right. She did choose me. Anyways, about two weeks later, Matt transfered to a private school and we didn't see him again.

But now he's back. And now that I'm with Charity, there's nothing I can do to keep Matt from going after Kay again. Absolutely nothing.

I have never been more frustrated.

But the big question is: Why do I care?

Charity stumbled back. Her head pounded as her premonition began...

~*Premonition*~

Charity looked down at herself. " No! Not again! She doesn't exist anymore!", she cried out.

Charity's frizzy brown hair was back, and her overweight figure gave off a large shadow.

" No! Stop it! This isn't me anymore!", Charity cried out again.

" Of course it's you," Tarah said, seemingly appearing as if from nowhere, " It always has, and it always will. And there's noting you can do about it, Charity. Your little pathetic friends will find out the truth. And when they do, you'll be more alone than you ever were."

Suddenly Kay appeared. " Charity? Is that you?", she asked increduosly.

" Go away Kay! I won't let you take your life back! I won't! I won't go back to being this!", Charity screamed, gesturing at her unrecognizable old self.

" Freaky Charity! Scary Charity! Fat Charity...", sneered Tarah's sidekicks.

~*End Premonition*~

Charity looked up. Somewhere during her premonition, she had collasped onto the floor. Grace was standing there, holding 2 large gift boxes. She also had a sign hung up saying " Bon-Voyage Charity!"

" Charity! My baby! Are you alright? Did Kay or Jessica do something to upset you?", Grace asked worriedly.

" No, Aunt Grace, I just slipped, that's all.", Charity lied.

" If you're sure you're all right, then I have some gifts for you.", Grace said, helping Charity stand up.

" Thanks so much Aunt Grace! You didn't have to!", Charity said with forced happiness.

" Of course I did, Charity! Only the best for my favorite daught- I mean niece!", Grace said, quickly correcting herself.

At that moment Jessica and Kay walked through the front door.

" Hey mom. What's with the boxes?", asked Jessica.

" Oh just some presents for Charity.", Grace said nonchalantly.

" Oh.", Jessica said quietly, her face falling.

" Oh, Charity, we're leaving early tomorrow morning, so make sure you have all your bags ready to go, okay?", Kay said to Charity, ignoring her mother.

" Jess, come on, let's go pack.", Kay said gently, tugging at her sister.

*~Upstairs~*

" Forget about it. They're not worth it. Mom OR Charity. Just think. By tomorrow afternoon, we will be free of mom, and very capable of avoiding Charity for 2 whole weeks.", Kay said to Jessica.

" Can you do me a favor? Run and get Charity's plane ticket. I'm going to keep track of all of them until tomorrow morning.", Kay said.

" Okay.", Jessica replied, leaving.

" Good. After I switch my plane ticket with Charity's, I'll get two whole hours with Miguel all to myself.", Kay said aloud,

" You ain't seen nothing yet, Charity. Kay Bennett always gets what she wants."

Kay Bennett

I've realized something. To get back Kay Bennett's life from a Kay Bennett wannabe is simple. She's not me. She never will be. But I always do get whatever I want. Because I know the tricks of the trade. She can't steal my strategies if she doesn't know them. And that's where I can win.

Miguel. I'm not exactly sure how I feel about him. He's like an unreachable dream. All I've ever wanted is him. WAS him. Now I'm not so sure. What if there really is more to life? What if it's time to widen my horizon's and look for a new man?

I can't believe I actually wrote that. I must have had way too much coffee this morning.