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While Kit and Alya sat in Alya's room they could not stop talking to each other. Alya felt bed for not telling Bianca about the kiss, but what was the harm really? Sure all Alya wanted was to press her lips to the skinny DJs and leave them there, but she also really truly did love Bianca. Alya knew she had to choose, but why? Why did she have to choose between two equal loves?

"You want to her a song I wrote?" Alya asked Kit. She was skeptical about singing it to her since it was about her and she had never really written Kit a song before, but she wanted her to hear it.

"Who's it about?" The young DJ asked, curiosity plaguing her voice. She hoped it was for her, nobody had ever written Kit a song before and all she wanted was for Alya to be the first.

"Well...it's um...it's about you Kittie."

Kit loved it when Alya called her Kittie. It made her feel loved and accepted. It was also really cute.

"I would love to hear it."

Alya walked over to her closet and grabbed her guitar, she began to play and as she did the intro she said, "You can never tell Bianca about this." Then she began to sing.

"You're not her

though I try to see you differently

I tow the line

You see, I'm searching for what used to be mine

I saw your eyes

and then I saw her staring back at me

so I could take the back roads

but your eyes will lead me straight back home

and if you know me like I know you

you should love me, you should know


friends just sleep in another bed

and don't treat me like you do

well I know that there's a limit to everything

but my friends won't love me like you

no my friends won't love me like you."

Kit sat and stared at Alya. She loved the song, but she knew what it meant. Alya loved her, but she also wished she was Bianca. How was she supposed to respond to this.

"I'm not your friend Alya. I am so much more, but I know you wish I wasn't. I know you love Bianca and that you will probably always love her. "

Alya noticed Kit scratching her arm wincing when she said this so she went over and grabbed her hand. "Kit Dunn, Bianca is already forgotten. I love you. You hear that, I love you, okay. That might change, that might not, but the important thing is that in this moment I don't love Bianca. I don't want to hurt her either though. I have to tell her because this is more than just a crush, more than a like, more than a love, and deeper than an obsession. You are everything to me right now."

Kit fell into Alya's arms and Alya enclosed her in a warm comforting hug. The two of them both started crying and rubbing each others backs. Then they pulled away and pressed their lips together for a long time before pulling apart. This was more than anything Alya had felt with Bianca, this was the kind of love that didn't break apart. This was how Bianca felt about her.

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Alya and Kit walked into school the next day ready to get it over with, they were both going to tell Bianca what had been going on and they were both probably going to end up crying. While they walked through the halls they held on tightly to each others hands and looked around for the tall brunette. When Kit spotted her she immedeatly dropped to the floor and started rocking back and forth just like Carly had done when she had learned what happened to Alya's leg. Could Kit have Autism too?

"OMG kit! What's wrong?" Bianca hurried over. Kit got more terrified. Alya braced herself for the goodbye she was about to say then spoke.

"We need to talk to you."

The three of them walked into an empty class room and as hard as Alya tried she could not get Kit to calm down.

"Bianca, I...I'm...in...love with...Kit. I don't know what happened but I just don't think I love you anymore. Well that isn't exactly true, after all we've been through I think I'll always love you a little bit, but I feel more sparks with Kit than I ever have with you and I just love her and I am so sorry. Please tell me we can still be friends."

Bianca slowly burst into tears and started sobbing. "You said you would stay with me, that the kiss didn't mean anything. You said that you would love me forever. Why? Why her and not me?"

"Bianca, I don't know why it had to be her, but it is. I think we've both known it for a while now. Well, I think we have all known it for a while now. I will never stop loving you and you will always be my best friend, but I love Kit like a...like I want to marry her someday. I never felt that way about you and I always felt like loving you was a sin, but with Kit, I feel like this is what God wanted to happen."

"I know the feeling, like being with you was a sin I mean. It felt real, but I don't think it ever felt right. I will always love you, and I will always be your best friend, but I think this is for the best too."

The breakup was painful, but mutual. They both agreed that it had never felt right and they kept their promise and remained best friends. As the years went past Kit and Alya grew closer and eventually started a small Baptist church where LGBT+ teens could all feel loved and accepted. Bianca and Carly eventually got married and adopted a young boy who they named Miles and Alya married Kit and Carly and Bianca were bridesmaids. Everything worked out just the way they needed to even though it wasn't how they thought in highschool and every body had someone to love. Kit and Alya traveled all around the country building churches like the one they built in their hometown and eventually adopted a little girl who had been abused. The girl wanted to become a new person so they changed her name to Bianca and started training her in the musical arts. The girl eventually got accepted into Keaton as a DJ and fell in love with a boy named Miles Catto-Blackwell.

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