"Lulu, you're my best friend." He said grabbing her hand. "if your ever wanted to be more than that… it would be okay with me." He spoke boldly staring into her green eyes. She sat there amazed as the screen cut to black. And people gave them a hard time because last summer he was married, and they are step – siblings and they had an affair ending in a teen pregnancy and abortion at the tender age of eighteen.

But if someone was as sweet to Charlie Radin a Dillon Quartermane is to Lulu Spencer on General Hospital she would melt in his arms. That's assuming that these tails don't just come along with a daily soap opera… Just one of the many shows followed by this television addict.

Charlie Radin was a beautiful thin blonde with long hair and these deep blue eyes to die for. But her own life came as a second choice to those of the characters on the television screen. If you asked why her eyes were so often glued to the television screen she would simply reply, I rather walk in someone else's shoes for an hour, then live my whole life.

And I would simply nod in agreement. Charlie Radin was a normal American teenager on the outside, but a troubled junior to the world around her. To her classmates and small town neighbors her troubles year before was known to everyone, that was only the half. They knew everything, that she let them know, everything else was hidden inside of her own mind for her own business.

She was actually rather popular, though it didn't faze her. In school it was hard to find piece and quite and to find a boy who wasn't picturing her naked. That was except Kale, her best friend, for life. Both their mothers were best friends until Mrs. Matthews died when the two kids were in third grade, bringing the two of the closer. But lately everything seemed different.

It occurred to Charlie that her and Kale's relationship had started to change just about when her relationship with the rest of the world did. But Kale was too naive to noticed that Charlie noticed the change. But of course he knew, he felt it, he regretted it but knowing that his best friend, did that with him, revolted him, though he tried to hide it.

But then it was a totally different feeling not to know what was going on with Charlie, the girl he could always talk to, but find out from the other losers at school. Charlie and Kale told each other everything, she was a blonde bombshell to everyone else at school but to Kale he was the girl next store, nothing was a secret and nothing was to out radgeous to say. But that wasn't the case anymore, so Charlie turned to her soaps to find the answer.

She sat in front of the television on a Sunday afternoon watching her weeks worth of soaps that she had missed. From what her research told her many things went on in Port Charles, the fictional town in which General Hospital took place. Sonny and Carly couldn't get along because of their prolonged divorce. Alexis and Rick were leading apart because he slept with his step-daughter. Jason and Sam were emotionally apart because Jason has a baby with someone else and hasn't come clean. And Lulu and Spinelli were simply just friends because she was too afraid to love.

And then it was obvious to her why Kale and herself had begun to separate. Lies. She lied to him. Kale had asked her over and over again if the rumors were true, and what was going on last year, but time and time again she came up with a new reason why everyone was lying and everyone was talking about her. But of course she was the only one telling the lies, and everyone else was actually telling the truth, for once.

Although Charlie and Kale would still talk five times a day and sleep over each others houses, it was still awkward. Like once the silence came over them, then it screamed out loud. Everything that was wrong, and every word that was said was screaming at them, and an unauthorized sentence would be spoken and the short and unwilled conversations would continue.

Charlie was a mystery to everyone. She would like to compare her self to several people. Several morphed into one. If you asked Charlie Radin how to explain herself she would compare her sarcasm and expressive eyes to those traits of Joey Potter of Capeside Massachusetts, her love for food and fast pace talking from those of the residential Gilmore Girls in Connecticut. Charlie would express her blonde hair and sexy manipulative ways, to Maxie Jones, resident slut in Port Charles. But she would also compare her elusiveness and secretness, and sex appeal to a newly found character called Greta found on Palms Springs beneath the hidden palms.

And if you haven't caught on, all these people in which she would compare herself to, are all fictional. Fake. Unreal. Un-realistic. Yet these are the people and places that sat on the tip of her tongue. And this wasn't because she aspired to be these characters it was because she loved them, in the most profound and un-sexual way.

When Charlie Radin watched television she wasn't talking on the phone, typing on the computer or even doing homework while looking at the screen, watching television was an impressive event for her. When Charlie watched a show, she stepped into the screen, and when your watch a show over and over in sidinication and new episodes for years, you come to know the characters and the people surrounding them and become attached. Like those who you know in real life. Well while Charlie was ignoring her own life and walking for an hour in her characters shoes, she became them, except she always was them.

At this point you may be questioning what the hell am I talking about. And what kind of freak is this girl Charlie, and what the fuck happened last year. But in order to understand Charlie Radin's expressive life you need to understand her. She spends hours and hours each day watching television, getting sucked into the tube. And to some it may be a waste, but to her it is always worth it because she understands it.

And last year Ian came rushing in and out of her life leaving everything in her hands pushing her to this disruptive behavior that she has come to deal with. He was harsh and cruel, and obviously unreliable. But then he was sweet, kind, genital and gorgeous. He was a senior and herself only a junior. But of course he was nearly twenty then, staying back a grade in his younger years. And he took advantage of her when she knew no better. And hasn't cared ever since.

"and next time on General Hospital…" the voice over continued as Charlie sat watching the television after Lulu's green eyes blanked off the screen. There was a knock at the door and she quickly turned around. "hey." She said flicking the television off from the clicker as she pulled her long legs to her chest wrapping her arms around them.

Kale walked in closing the door behind him and sat down on the swizzle chair. "where have you been?" She asked looking down at her shinning watch. "it's already three thirty." He shrugged and turned the other direction. And the screaming silence yelled even louder, letting Charlie know that Kale was simply debating whether he should come over or not.

"sorry." He grunted expressively scratching he forehead. "so I was thinking, maybe we could go to the dance tonight." "at school?" he asked nearly laughing of surprisement. I nodded. "your kidding right?" Kale asked jaded. He wasn't one for the joining. Especially since everyone wanted to "join" in with his best friend.

"come on Kale, it will be fun." Charlie insisted. "yeah for you…" he muttered from the corner of his mouth. "and what is that suppose to me?" He looked away and her stern eyes were once again disappointed by her best friend as she turned away. "it's better then sitting around here watching movies." "you like watching tv." Kale responded anxiously. "I like watching television, movies end too quickly, aren't my style."

That was another thing about Charlie Radin. She hated closure, endings, afters…

Movies pulled you in like a fish, getting you involved, then after two hours of feeling and emotion it ended with a blank screen and a list of names. Your relationship was over. Series, went on and on, for years if they were lucky, which were the kind that Charlie liked. Soap operas were the aapintamy of television.

"fine… whatever." Kale said finally giving in. Because in his heart Kale was the same. He hated endings, he hated new beginnings. Charlie smiled revealing a bright smile that could win over anyone, that's how she got Ian in the first place, with a big white smile. "I'll be right back." She said with excitement grabbing a dress off her bedroom door and walking into the bathroom across the hall.

When she returned she was wearing a short white dress. A plunging neck line, hugging her body tightly in all the right places, her blonde wavy hair reaching past her shoulders, and she looked perfect and Kale knew it. He smiled slightly as she threw a button down shirt of her brothers at him.

Charlie picked up her car keys and walked outside to her silver convertible. "Drive for me." She spoke tossing her keys at Kale as he took them and drove down the street. "so why are we doing this?" He asked sarcastically. She rolled her eyes and looked out the window her hair blowy in the spring wind.

"you look pretty." Kale muttered. "I what?" Charlie asked loudly kidding around. "you look pretty." She opened her mouth like a little kid, smiling ear from ear. "while thank you Kale." She said replied hugging herself around his shoulder. "your car." He muttered sarcastically.

"okay, okay." She said backing up as he pulled into the schools parking lot. "this looks fun." Kate muttered under his breath as walked into the school doors. "hi Charlie." A loud voice spoke. "Charlie you look pretty." Came from somewhere else. As the two childhood best friends walked to the back of the line to walk inside the dance hall.

As they walked past different groups of people, several would turn around and greet the shinning blonde with bad past. She smiled and waved, and shout out to a few as she passed. And as the lights went out in the large gym, decorated in a romance theme and the dance became the party that Kale had been afraid of.

The girl that he didn't want to know came through at school. The people around her made Charlie this way. And these people are who Kale blamed for Charlie's "corruption." But it wasn't a corruption. No one forced Charlie into bed with Ian, no one made her do that, except herself. Actually it was her idea, at least the first time.

And when Kale finally realized that all the rumors were true and his best friend from up the street, was really that girl. That "slut." That "babe." He popped. But didn't say a word to her about, they never yelled at one another or talked about it at all, not even a word, not in context. And Kale started to believe that Charlie really was this girl. But that was only the beginning. As the year continued. He only found out more and started to hate Charlie. Kale started to think of her as that "pregnant girl."