*****I do not own Lizzie McGuire or anything else for that matter. I'm
just a bored teenage girl who happens to like the show and wants to make up
her own ending to the show. *****
Chapter One
High School Jitters
It had been two weeks since they got back from Rome. Gordo was analyzing the kiss Lizzie had given him not so long ago. Was it just a friendly gesture? Or did she actually feel the same way about him as he felt about her. How exactly did he feel about Lizzie? 'Oh come on,' he told himself. 'You're crazy about her.' It was true; he was totally and completely in love with Lizzie McGuire. 'How had this happened?' he thought. 'When did I stop feeling for Lizzie as just a friend?' Not that it really mattered; it didn't affect the way he felt. Gordo snapped back into reality when the phone rang. He sat up in his bed, wondering who would call him at 2:30 in the morning.
'Why am I calling him right now?' Lizzie asked herself as the phone continued to ring. She knew exactly why. She wanted to talk to Gordo about the kiss she had given him two weeks ago. They had seen each other every day since they got back, but neither of them mentioned the kiss that Lizzie had given Gordo. She changed her mind when the phone stopped ringing and someone picked up. 'I'll just tell him that I'm nervous about our first day of high school the next day.' She told herself.
"Hello? Lizzie is that you?" Gordo asked getting frustrated. It was about the tenth time he had said hello and gotten no response. Just as he was about to hang up he heard an all too familiar voice.
"Gordo! Hey! Yeah it's me. Sorry I ......I guess I just zoned out for a minute." Lizzie said with an uncertainty in her voice.
"It's ok, happens to the best of us. So what did you call me for? You know, you're really lucky that I just got my own phone line, otherwise I'd be grounded for a month." Gordo stated.
"Yeah, you're right. Lucky that I remembered the new number too." Lizzie said jokingly, although she had memorized the number as soon as he told her. It wasn't luck; she was just good with phone numbers.
"So, what did you want?" Gordo asked remembering it was 2:30 in the morning. He thought that it must be something important for her to call him this late.
"Oh, no reason really. Couldn't sleep?" Lizzie said almost questioning if Gordo believed her excuse.
"So you decided to call me and wake me up because you couldn't sleep?" Gordo asked knowing that there was a reason that she called.
"I don't buy that for one second, are you going to talk to me about what's wrong or not?" He asked in a stern voice.
"Oh, I'm sorry Gordo! I didn't even realize that you would be asleep!" Lizzie exclaimed just realizing it was 2:30 in the morning.
"Lizzie I was just joking. I was awake already." Gordo explained.
"Oh, I see. Well I guess we should both be going to bed," She started, "Goodnight Gordo." She began to hang up but stopped.
"Oh no you don't! You called me for a reason, now spill!" Gordo said almost yelling. He wasn't going to let her hang up. He knew that she wanted to talk about something.
"Oh alright! Well I've been up thinking about.well about." Lizzie stammered. She began debating whether to tell him the real reason or her cover story. "School." she blurted out. She was relieved that she had finished her sentence but disappointed that she hadn't told him the truth. Not that she was lying, she had been thinking about school.
Gordo sighed and said, "Lizzie we've been through this already." He was disappointed that she hadn't called to talk about the kiss. He had wanted to talk to her about it.
"I know," Lizzie sighed in return, "It's just I'm worried. It's a bigger school, with more people, new people, tons of different teachers. Not to mention we might have different classes or a different lunch." She finished waiting for Gordo to tell her not to worry it would be all right, but her expected answer never came.
"Lizzie I have worried about all those things too," Gordo said. "I've wondered if we'll have any of the same classes, if we'll eat lunch together. I've worried about older kids bullying us. But when I stopped and really thought of these things I realized something. That no matter what my best friend would be there for me. Just because we don't have the same classes doesn't mean that we'll fail miserably. I'll always be there to help you in any way I can. We've made it through fourteen years together Lizzie, I'm sure we'll make it through that next four years of high school and do excellent in everything we do." Gordo finished, confident in what he had said because it was true.
When Gordo finished talking Lizzie had tears in her eyes. 'Gosh he's so sweet. He always knows the right thing to say. Now I remember why he's such a good friend.' She thought.
"Thanks Gordo," she managed to get out. She regained her composure and said, "You're right Gordo. I'll always be there for you too."
"Thanks, " Gordo said looking at the clock. It was now 3:00 am. "Well I guess we better get to sleep now huh?" He said as he yawned.
"Yeah, I guess so," Lizzie replied. "Well I'll see you tomorrow morning! Good night Gordo." She said waiting for him to reply.
"Goodnight Lizzie," Gordo said as he hung up the phone.
Gazing at the ceiling Gordo realized he would be at Lizzie's house in less than 5 hours. 'I can't wait to see her' he thought as he turned his light off. Gordo laid back in his bed thinking about a beautiful, clever, and funny blond-haired girl. Lizzie hung up the phone realizing she had about 4 hours to sleep and moaned. 'I need to talk to Gordo before I lose so much sleep that I go insane' she thought before resting her head on her pillow and drifting off to sleep.
Chapter One
High School Jitters
It had been two weeks since they got back from Rome. Gordo was analyzing the kiss Lizzie had given him not so long ago. Was it just a friendly gesture? Or did she actually feel the same way about him as he felt about her. How exactly did he feel about Lizzie? 'Oh come on,' he told himself. 'You're crazy about her.' It was true; he was totally and completely in love with Lizzie McGuire. 'How had this happened?' he thought. 'When did I stop feeling for Lizzie as just a friend?' Not that it really mattered; it didn't affect the way he felt. Gordo snapped back into reality when the phone rang. He sat up in his bed, wondering who would call him at 2:30 in the morning.
'Why am I calling him right now?' Lizzie asked herself as the phone continued to ring. She knew exactly why. She wanted to talk to Gordo about the kiss she had given him two weeks ago. They had seen each other every day since they got back, but neither of them mentioned the kiss that Lizzie had given Gordo. She changed her mind when the phone stopped ringing and someone picked up. 'I'll just tell him that I'm nervous about our first day of high school the next day.' She told herself.
"Hello? Lizzie is that you?" Gordo asked getting frustrated. It was about the tenth time he had said hello and gotten no response. Just as he was about to hang up he heard an all too familiar voice.
"Gordo! Hey! Yeah it's me. Sorry I ......I guess I just zoned out for a minute." Lizzie said with an uncertainty in her voice.
"It's ok, happens to the best of us. So what did you call me for? You know, you're really lucky that I just got my own phone line, otherwise I'd be grounded for a month." Gordo stated.
"Yeah, you're right. Lucky that I remembered the new number too." Lizzie said jokingly, although she had memorized the number as soon as he told her. It wasn't luck; she was just good with phone numbers.
"So, what did you want?" Gordo asked remembering it was 2:30 in the morning. He thought that it must be something important for her to call him this late.
"Oh, no reason really. Couldn't sleep?" Lizzie said almost questioning if Gordo believed her excuse.
"So you decided to call me and wake me up because you couldn't sleep?" Gordo asked knowing that there was a reason that she called.
"I don't buy that for one second, are you going to talk to me about what's wrong or not?" He asked in a stern voice.
"Oh, I'm sorry Gordo! I didn't even realize that you would be asleep!" Lizzie exclaimed just realizing it was 2:30 in the morning.
"Lizzie I was just joking. I was awake already." Gordo explained.
"Oh, I see. Well I guess we should both be going to bed," She started, "Goodnight Gordo." She began to hang up but stopped.
"Oh no you don't! You called me for a reason, now spill!" Gordo said almost yelling. He wasn't going to let her hang up. He knew that she wanted to talk about something.
"Oh alright! Well I've been up thinking about.well about." Lizzie stammered. She began debating whether to tell him the real reason or her cover story. "School." she blurted out. She was relieved that she had finished her sentence but disappointed that she hadn't told him the truth. Not that she was lying, she had been thinking about school.
Gordo sighed and said, "Lizzie we've been through this already." He was disappointed that she hadn't called to talk about the kiss. He had wanted to talk to her about it.
"I know," Lizzie sighed in return, "It's just I'm worried. It's a bigger school, with more people, new people, tons of different teachers. Not to mention we might have different classes or a different lunch." She finished waiting for Gordo to tell her not to worry it would be all right, but her expected answer never came.
"Lizzie I have worried about all those things too," Gordo said. "I've wondered if we'll have any of the same classes, if we'll eat lunch together. I've worried about older kids bullying us. But when I stopped and really thought of these things I realized something. That no matter what my best friend would be there for me. Just because we don't have the same classes doesn't mean that we'll fail miserably. I'll always be there to help you in any way I can. We've made it through fourteen years together Lizzie, I'm sure we'll make it through that next four years of high school and do excellent in everything we do." Gordo finished, confident in what he had said because it was true.
When Gordo finished talking Lizzie had tears in her eyes. 'Gosh he's so sweet. He always knows the right thing to say. Now I remember why he's such a good friend.' She thought.
"Thanks Gordo," she managed to get out. She regained her composure and said, "You're right Gordo. I'll always be there for you too."
"Thanks, " Gordo said looking at the clock. It was now 3:00 am. "Well I guess we better get to sleep now huh?" He said as he yawned.
"Yeah, I guess so," Lizzie replied. "Well I'll see you tomorrow morning! Good night Gordo." She said waiting for him to reply.
"Goodnight Lizzie," Gordo said as he hung up the phone.
Gazing at the ceiling Gordo realized he would be at Lizzie's house in less than 5 hours. 'I can't wait to see her' he thought as he turned his light off. Gordo laid back in his bed thinking about a beautiful, clever, and funny blond-haired girl. Lizzie hung up the phone realizing she had about 4 hours to sleep and moaned. 'I need to talk to Gordo before I lose so much sleep that I go insane' she thought before resting her head on her pillow and drifting off to sleep.