Usually I write either very very late at night or awfully early in the morning. I caught myself a little early at about 10:12, and I just need to write, to get stress out I suppose. I have been feeling akward lately and writing seems to help me, so we're all good. I can usually sleep better knowing that I have written some thoughts and feelings down. Anywayss... Disclaimer time.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide . DID YOU JUST EAT MY PIZZA?!?!? How dare you!! -.-


Moze had been up since about three o' clock this morning. She had a hard time sleeping after waking up in Ned's arms. She hadn't realized she had fallen asleep, let alone he stayed with her.

All the more reason to love him, which made it all the more difficult to be around him practically twenty-four seven, which was being taken a little too seriously. Now he was sleeping over. Great. More confusion and drama for her to live with.

Moze hadn't been feeling as sick, so she grabbed the video camera as she slipped out of Ned's tight, but comforting grip and went into the bathroom.

The tapes that were with her all had names posted on each of them. She quickely grabbed the tape labeled "Moze" and scurried off.

Moze had to think a bit about what she wanted to say. She knew she had to use all of the tape and if she were to say what she was feeling she would need more than one.

In an instant she had clicked on the camera, inserted the tape, adjusted the cameras lens to face her and settled in.

"Hey. So the first thing that I want to admit is that..." A long pause took over her mind. She was going to tell Ned, well in ten years, that she loved him.

"Ok, I want to admit that I was... was.... in love with you, Ned."

She blushed madly, as if she were telling it to his face.

"I am awfully sick right now, but I am in love with you, and there is no covering my feelings up with high dosages of cough medicine."

Moze could feel her heart thumping a million miles per hour deep within her chest. She started to cough violently but calmed herself down.

She could hear footsteps creaking towards the bathroom door.

"Moze, are you okay in there?"

"Now you see? That is why I am in love with you." She whispered to the camera." Sorry I have to go, I'll be back soon."

"Moze?!"

"Yea Ned?"

"ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!"

"I'm fine Ned, don't worry."

"Can you come out now, I prefer talking to your face instead of a wall."

"For your information that is a door."

"No, it's just your imagination. Besides I don't talk to doors, only walls."

"I'm coming out anyway." Moze insisted as she ignored Ned's "funny" comment.

"There is that georgeous face I have been envisioning to see while looking at the wall."

"It's a door Ned, a door." she replied trying her best not to blush.

"Way to take a compliment Moze! Anyway, what were you doing in the bathroom at three in the morning?"

"I couln't sleep, so I started working on my tape."

"Oh." Moze couldn't help but wonder why Ned was acting so oddly around her lately.

"What's the matter?"

"You didn't look at the other tapes did you?"

"Uh, no, that is for me to see in ten years."

Moze could hear Ned make a quick sigh of relief but ignored it anyway.


Ned helped Moze back into bed and told her he was going to the bathroom to retreive the camera.

As Moze drifted off to sleep Ned quietly walked his way into the bathroom and locked the door behind him.

He grabbed his video tape and slipped it into the cameras open side.

"Hey again. So Moze was just in here a while ago. I don't know what I would have done if she had found out what I had said earlier. You see I mentioned earlier that I had a crush on her, but now, I am in love with her."

Ned started to replay what he had just admitted to himself, and the future Moze, in his mind. He was in love with her and there was no denying it anymore.

"Well I just wanted to make sure that I had mentioned this. Goodnight!"

With that the camera was clicked off and Ned climbed back into bed with Moze. He probably should have gone home, but he really didn't want to.

The next morning, he had noticed that Moze wasn't at his side. Actually he had noticed he wasn't in a bed for that matter. He was wrapped up in a pink blanket on the floor.

How lovely, he could feel a slight bump forming at the back of his head.

"Moze?" He turned to see her wrapped tightly in a white comforter, as if she were in a cucoon.

Ned had noticed her slightly moving and then unwrapped herself out of bed.

He could have sworn he was dreaming because it honestly reminded him of a butterfly emerging from within a cucoon. What a strange analogy, but it definitely wasn't a dream.

"H-hey Moze, are you feeling any better?" He honestly started to freeze up a bit at the sight of her, but kept his cool, well tried to at least.

"Yea... How about you?" Ned could tell there was a hint of questioning in her voice.

"Uh, I meant about your cold..."

"OH RIGHT, I don't know, I feel like I did yesterday, congested and sore."

"Ok, well then don't come to school, " This would help Moze to get better, and give Ned time to think. "I'll pick up your homework."

"Oh, just what I need, homework to make my day that much better."

Ned started to chuckle a bit. "Well stay home anyway. I have to go and get ready for school. I'll see you tonight."

Ned gave her a quick peck on the forehead and headed for the door.

As he closed the door, he leaned his whole body against it and took in the remnents of the sparks that just overwhelmed his mind.

Ned had to talk to Cookie, maybe he could help clear up his situation with Moze a little more.