A/N: Thank you guys for all your lovely reviews! I hope you enjoy this chapter, it's in Marley's POV but the next will be in Kitty's and we'll find out more about her and her family. I do tend to get a bit stuck sometimes so if you have any ideas then please PM me or mention it in your review! Thank you, and hope you enjoy!

I jumped around Kitty's bedroom in joy and I didn't even care that she was crying with laughter at my excitement - Bewitched had just finished and Nicole Kidman had got the guy and he was being nice and he'd changed from a total dickhead to the loveliest human being on Earth for her. It was just so cute and yes, it was a little predictable - but isn't that what makes romantic comedies so cute and funny? How you know from the very beginning that the two main characters will get together, but you just have to carry on watching to see how it happens.

"It's just so romantic!" I gushed, holding my hands to my cheeks in pure delight.

"It was alright," she smirked in reply, awaiting my reaction to her inadequate response to the second best non musical film of all time, second only to the Hunger Games. I fulfilled her expectations - exploding with enthusiasm.

"Alright? It was amazing! It is amazing!" I giggled at myself as I realised the extent of my craziness.

Kitty chuckled and rose from her spot on the bed to hug me, "You can be crazy around me; I happen to love your crazy." The hug lingered for just that one second too long for a friendly hug, but I just dismissed the thought immediately - I was probably just reading into things too much.

I smiled into her gorgeous green eyes, getting lost in them and not wanting to ever be found again. Then she blushed and looked away, causing a crimson flush to shoot up to the tips of my ears - I'd been staring at her. How embarrassing.

The blonde made her way to the window and sat on the wide sill which had blankets and pillows lining it, suggesting she sat there often. I couldn't blame her, the view was amazing. Fields with sheep and horses scattered across them, all lazily grazing in the darkening landscape. Just behind them was the horizon and the sun was just setting, casting a luminous glow across the hills and fields. It was beautiful. The dark amber shades of light streaming across the landscape.

"I always sit here at sunset," murmured Kitty, distracting me from the view. Her face was reflective; her eyelids heavy from sadness and pain. I wondered why, but I didn't ask - it was up to her if she wanted to tell me about her past. It was strange actually, she hadn't once mentioned her parents or her childhood. I talked about it all the time, and she seemed perfectly happy to discuss the topic, but she never actively took part and offered her own experiences, just inquired further about mine. I didn't particularly want to push her on the matter.

I sat down beside her on the soft, heart shaped pillow and stared out into the distance, "It really is beautiful," I said, turning to her. The unspoken words of 'like you' hung in the air and she smiled, blushing and casting her eyes to the floor.

"I'm not, but thank you."

My jaw dropped, did she really just say that? This was Kitty Wilde. The most beautiful and popular girl at school. "Who are you kidding?" I exclaimed, my utter disbelief and shock showing in my voice.

She forced a smile, "Thanks, Marley but I'm not. For someone to be beautiful they have to be an amazing person on the outside and the inside, and I'm most definitely not." She wrapped her arms around herself self consciously and stared out of the window again, absorbing herself in the view.

"I think you're amazing inside and out," I said softly, following her gaze to the setting sun. Even the beauty of that couldn't compare to that of the girl standing next to me.

Kitty sighed, "You don't know anything about me, not really."

"Then tell me," I pleaded with concern, "Tell me so I can help."

Unexpectedly the blonde collapsed onto my shoulder, sobbing tears of pain, "I..I just don't want to pretend anymore."

I was shocked at this outburst, but comforted the girl nevertheless, "Pretend what? Just tell me." I looked into her eyes and lifted her chin so that she had no choice but to look at me. The change then was sudden, but drastic and completely devastating.

"I think you should go," Kitty said emotionlessly, gesturing blandly to the door. I gaped, what just happened? "Go on, don't just stand there gormlessly'"

I gulped and tried to hide the pain in my eyes, why was she doing this? "K-Kitty you're scaring me."

The girl scoffed insultingly, "Oh you're such a loser, I can't have that level of loserness in my house otherwise you'll make my cat cry with your lameness, so please leave."

An hour later I reached my house, soaked through from the rain and my tears. I thought she was my friend. I thought she trusted me. I thought she liked me. Once I'd unlocked the door, I didn't even bother trying to find my mum, I just trudged upstairs, ripped off my soaking wet clothes and collapsed onto my bed in a sobbing heap, and that was how I woke up the next morning.

"Marley! Breakfast!" I was awoken from my restless sleep by my mum's call, and the delicious aroma of bacon which had wafted up the stairs. My neck hurt from the uncomfortable position I slept in and yesterday's make up was strewn down my face, but I decided that it could wait until after food.

"Mum this looks gorgeous, thank you!" I exclaimed as I slipped into the dining room chair. I felt her studious eyes on me and I avoided her eyes, knowing that she would know something's up.

"Marley, why did you walk home last night? I told you to ring me and I'd pick you up," she said, concerned.

"I was fine," I muttered, pushing around the food on my plate. Suddenly I wasn't hungry anymore. It felt like her eyes were burning a hole in my skull.

"Honey, what's up?" she reached for my hand and stroked it comfortingly; I just sat there in silence. "Sweetheart, come on. Did something happen with this Kitty girl? Is that why you look like you've been crying?"

At the mention of Kitty's name I fell apart, tears falling freely down my face. "S-she just snapped, I thought she was different...but...but..." I choked and couldn't speak anymore. It was silly, why should I be so upset? Sure, she was one of the only people who made me feel happy but it wasn't even like we'd been friends for that long.

Mum smiled knowingly and got up from the table to hug me, "Oh honey, I'm sure you girls will patch it up."

"But you-you didn't see her mum, she literally just switched."

"Do you know why? Did anything happen?"

"No, I mean I don't think so... we were just talking."

"About what?"

"Just girl stuff: she started saying how she was 'sick of pretending,' but then she kicked me out, so i don't know what she was petending about."

"Maybe it was a touchy subject? Maybe she really needs you to be her friend right now," suggested mum. I smiled through my tears.

"Yeah, I guess she does," I got out my phone and found Kitty's number and was about to text her when the doorbell went. "I'll get it!"

I bounded to the door, only to find no one was there. I stood outside for a few seconds, "Hello?" Then I scowled, it was probably kids messing around. As I turned to go in, I almost tripped over something on the doorstep that I hadn't noticed - a long purple box.

I gasped and retrieved it quickly, pulling off the top to reveal a yellow rose inside, but I couldn't see a note. I frowned and rechecked the box before noticing a slip of paper attatched to the lid.

'I think I'm in love with you, it's just a shame you can never be with me.'

I thought hard: that really didn't sound like Jake. But who else could it be?

A/N: Don't worry - this argument is only temporary! Please review and suggest any ideas you may have, everything helps! Hope you enjoyed, thank you.

P.S. Bewitched is an amazing film and Nicole Kidman is a perfect human being.