DISCLAIMER: I don't own them. Don't sue!

RATING: G

CATEGORY: Liz but any coupling M/L

SUMMARY: Liz's thoughts before she gets shot

AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is a companion piece to "Change". And thanks to all the people who sent feedback for "Change". I love you all!

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God is he hot! No, bad! You're with Kyle. Kyle is nice. Kyle plays basketball. But what does basketball matter? Kyle can be nice sometimes but for the majority of the time, he's a jerk. I bet Max would treat me nice. He wouldn't treat me like a prize, something you could just win and then toss away when you got bored.

He is a true gentleman. And he has the body of one. He is angelic. I could just find a halo and stick it on his head, and then he'd be a true angel. But who am I kidding? He already is one. With his great charm, great smile, secretive, but kind nature, his beautiful body. Only heaven would make a product like that. I hate to admit it, but I've had a huge crush on him since elementary school. There are endless pages in my diary on how much I love Max Evans.

But what would he want with me? I've always been too scared to ask him out, scared of him rejecting me. I would make a fool out of myself and profess my love for him. He would laugh and say it's just a schoolgirl crush. Is that all it is? A crush? Is this feeling I carry with me all day and all night just a crush? It could be. Kyle is a crush. Not even.

Max is just a crush,Max is just a crush. Maybe if I say it enough I might believe it. Maybe Max has feeling for me? Nah, what would an angel like that want with me anyway? He is just a crush. I'll get over him. Just a crush, just a crush. You're with Kyle, you're with Kyle. Max Evans is a crush, he is a crush not a true angel sent from above.

Was that a gunshot?

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