This is my first story on fictionpress. I hope you like it. Tell me whether or not it should be a one-shot or have more chapters... Here we go!

Liz was walking home from school thinking about her life. Yeah, she had a bunch of friends but, she tired. Tired of everything. No, she wasn't suicidal. She just wanted change. After walking for about five minutes she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw one of her best friends, Logan Gallagher. She started liking him a while back but didn't want to make it known. She was scared of what he would say. She didn't want to be rejected, or lose him as a friend.

"Hey, Liz," Logan said.

"Hi, Logan," Liz said in a tired voice as she started walking again.

Logan caught up to her. "What's up?"

Liz just wanted to be alone so she said, "Nothing."

"I know you're lying, Liz. You aren't doing nothing you're walking," Logan said, expecting a laugh from his normally cheerful friend. Instead all he got was a glare.

"Logan, can we talk later? I'm kinda..."

"You're what?" Logan asked. "Wait. It's not your time of the month is it?"

"Logan!" Liz yelled. "No, I'm just... thinking."

"About what?"

Liz rubbed her face with her hands. Logan noticed her tired look. "Look, I'm just tired. You know, school and all." Liz was about ready to cry from exhaustion and frustration.

"Liz, what's wrong?" Logan was concerned. Then Liz stopped walking. They were at her house.

"Logan, I gotta go. I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?" She then turned to walk into her empty house.

Logan was concerned for his best friend. He looked towards the girl who was often mistaken as his sister. They had the same skin tone, light brown hair, and bright blue eyes. He instantly knew that he couldn't let her be alone right now.

"Hey, Liz!" She turned around. "Are you going to be home alone?" She nodded. "Then come on over to my house to hang out. We never do anymore." She looked at him with hesitation. "Please, Liz," He begged. Eventually she nodded.

"Just let me put on more comfy clothes and drop off my bag. You can come in," She said. She then walked into her house and left the door open so Logan could follow her.

When he walked in he saw the numerous pictures of her family that had Liz looking as happy as could be. As he followed her up the stairs he saw more pictures of her from when she was younger, when she didn't have curly hair and didn't wear glasses. She looked so carefree. Now she looked like she always carried a burden on her shoulders that made her looked older than she really was. As he walked inside her green and blue bedroom he saw something catch his eye on her laptop. "Liz, can I read this?" She looked at what he saw and nodded. He saw that it was a website that interpreted your sun sign. Logan guessed that Liz was a Cancer after looking at the website.

When he scrolled down he saw that it was the characteristics for a female Cancer. Logan saw that Cancer woman had a tendency to mood swings and that they had a tough shell that protected her heart from people that could hurt it, but inside she was very sensitive and caring. They were shy and feared rejection, not to mention that they were secretly insecure.

When he saw the part about Cancer women not crying in front of others he realized that all the things he read about Cancer women was exactly how he would explain Liz. Just then he realized that her happy appearances were sometimes a show to not have people worry about her. Then he realized that she doesn't cry. She holds it in. She not only uses her shell to protect herself, but the people she loves. She's too loyal to bother them with her problems.

Then Logan looked up and saw that there was a tab open on Cancer compatibility. He clicked on the tab and saw that it showed Cancer and Taurus compatibility. Logan was a Taurus though. Taurus and Cancer is a match made in heaven. That they were destined to be together. If Liz knew this then wouldn't she do something about it? But in the article about Cancers it said that they feared rejection. . Logan finally admitted it to himself. He was in love with Elizabeth George. Just then she walked out of the bathroom wearing a pair of pajama pants, their school t-shirt, and a red Aeropostale sweatshirt. Her curly hair was up in a ponytail and her blue eyes shined behind her glasses. "Hey, are you okay?"

She hesitated before answering. "No, I'm not." She said so softly Logan could barely hear her.

Her face was sad and she looked like she was about to cry, so Logan walked up to her and hugged her. Liz was surprised for a moment and she defensively stiffened. Then after a moment she relaxed and buried her head in Logan's chest while wrapping her arms around his waist. Logan felt her body shaking. No doubt from the sobs that she's been holding in for a while. "Shh, let it out." Logan moved over to her bed, sitting them both down on it. After a while Liz stopped crying and looked up at him.

"You're still here?" She asked.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Logan responded.

"I thought that you would've left by now."

"You needed me," Logan said.

"Well, uh, thanks. I guess. I'm sorry you had to see that."

"Don't talk like that."

"What do you mean?"

Logan sighed. "Liz, you don't have to be sorry for crying. Everyone cries."

"Yeah, but not me, Logan. This is the first time I've cried in over a year."

"Why?" Logan asked even though he was was sure he already knew part of the answer.

Liz looked at him. She saw that he was concerned for her. "All of my life I've been the role model. I've had to set a good example for my brother and cousins. Then it got on to where if I cried or complained then nothing would happen. So, eventually I subconsciously trained myself to almost never showing people my true feelings. I always told myself that the world would be a better place if there was at least one more person who didn't complain about everything in their life, so I just stopped. If there was something I should complain about I never did anything about it. That's why I get picked on so much. I don't do anything about it. That's why I'm so shy too. I was shy as a kid and I thought I grew out of it, but I never did."

Logan was shocked. He knew that Liz was quiet about her emotions, but he never knew that it was like this. "Liz, you could have told me. I would've been there to listen."

"I guess," she said unsurely.

"Did you know that I'm a Taurus?" Logan said suddenly, attempting to change the subject.

Liz blushed. "Maybe."

"And what are you again? Cancer?" Logan smirked at her. She nodded. "So did you realize that according to that website, we're a match made in heaven?"

"Yeah, I, uh, knew that," Liz stumbled over her words, blushing even more than before.

"So, about that," Logan suddenly became very nervous about what she would say. "I was wondering if you wanted to, um, go out with me?"

"Are you just asking me that because of what the website said? Or because you really like me?" Liz asked, suddenly entering her defensive mode.

"No, I really do like you. I just needed that extra push. So, what do you say?" Logan looked at her.

When he looked at her, all he saw was this intense gaze staring back at him. All of a sudden, Liz leaned up and kissed him. It was ultimately the best kiss of his life. When they pulled apart he automatically wanted more. "Does that answer your question?" Liz asked. Logan smiled at her and pulled her closer to him and kissed her head. They both enjoyed how they fit into each others body, as if they were meant to be together.

"Everyone else is going to have a field day after they hear about this," Logan said into Liz's hair.

"I know. Let's enjoy this moment while we can," Liz said. She looked up and gave her new boyfriend a gentle kiss. This day had been turned from horrible, to the best day ever.

So? What did you think? Should I continue or should I keep it as a one-shot? Please review and tell me your opinion.