A/N: So I've said to multiple people that we should see more Girl Jordan. What can I say; she was the real star of Teacher's Union. Then I decided to take matters into my own hands and decided to do what The gamemann does with Ronniecoln, and JamesSunderlandsPillow does with Paulynn, and what Weavillain does with Clynn, and [ONE LONG LIST OF GROWN ADULTS SHIPPING CARTOON CHILDREN TOGETHER LATER] and what Professor Pasta does with Lucky; to make my own small series of one-shots about Lincoln and Girl Jordan.

Enjoy.

Girl Jordan took a deep breath as she approached the front door of the Loud House. She had been standing there for the past fifteen minutes, trying to gather the courage to knock on the door. Normally, it wouldn't have been such a difficult act; just make a fist, rap the wood with your knuckles, and wait patiently for someone to answer. Piece of cake.

But it was the nature of Girl Jordan's mission that made her rather hesitant. Because today was the day, she had told herself back at her home.

Today was the day she would let Lincoln know how she truly felt about him.

Lincoln and Girl Jordan had always been close friends, but what he didn't know was that she had… more romantic feelings for the eleven year old boy. Why wouldn't she; he had those cute freckles, that amazing white hair, that adorable chipped tooth… Girl Jordan felt herself blushing as she thought about it.

But Lincoln had always had his eyes for other girls. Christina, Ronnie-Anne, Paige… he was just jumping from one crush to another. And just when Jordan thought she had lost her chance forever when he kissed Ronnie, the Hispanic girl had moved away. But now, Lincoln was eyeing the new girl, so Jordan knew she had to make her move quick. She wasn't going to lose her chance again.

That thought gave the young girl the confidence necessary to start pounding on the door. She stood there with her shoulders back and a serious look on her face, as she waited for someone to open the door.

When someone did answer, it was a small girl clad in pink, with a tiara on her head. "Can I help you?" she asked in a tone that indicated that she did not want to help her.

Jordan cleared her throat nervously. "Yeah, I'm… I'm here to see Lincoln…" she said apprehensively. Maybe this wasn't the best idea.

Suddenly, the younger girl let out a cry of glee. "LINCOLN… THERE'S A GIRL HERE FOR YOU…" she called back into the house, which was followed by at least nine other cries of glee.

Jordan saw Lincoln rush down the stairs, as his sisters chased after him with combs and perfume bottles in their hands. "No… no thanks… I'm fine, Leni… I look okay the way I am…" he said back to the crowd of girls chasing after him. Eventually he made his way out the front door, and slammed it shut behind him, holding it closed as the front door banged and shook.

When the door stopped moving about, the boy let out a sigh of relief, and looked at his female guest. "Oh, hi Girl Jordan."

"Hi, Lincoln," the girl greeted back, with a small wave.

"So, did you need me for something?"

"Um, yeah I…" the girl found herself tongue tied again, as if she had a hard time letting out what she wanted to say to Lincoln. Come on, you've asked him out multiple times to have fun, what's so different now? Just pretend this is any other time…

"So, Lincoln, I was thinking, if you aren't… busy, do you… do you want to come with me to Gus' Game and Grub?"

Lincoln's face lightened up when he heard the name of his favorite place in Royal Woods, probably all of America. "Sure, I'd love to go with you."

"R-really?" her face brightened up as well, "Great. We can have some pizza, play some games-"

"How about kiss in the parking lot?"

The two kids turned to the source of the voice, only to see all of Lincoln's sisters staring at the two with googly-eyes and shipping smiles through the window.

Lincoln grabbed Jordan's hand, causing the girl to yelp slightly. "Come on, we can talk about our plans on the way there," he said with a smile, as the two started walking off to the place.

Back inside the house, the ten girls all turned away from the window, and faced each other.

"Aw man, now we can't make sure his date's going to go well," Lynn said.

"He's totes going to blow it. I don't think he even knows she likes him," Leni said as she shook her head.

"Ladies, please," Lori said with confidence, "I got the perfect plan for me to watch over our dear younger brother's date."

"And what would that be?" Lisa asked.

Lori said nothing in response to Lisa's query. She simply grinned as she pulled her smart phone out of her purse…

As Lincoln and Girl Jordan kept walking to Gus' Game and Grub, the two passed the time by laughing at some of the crazy stories they had to tell each other.

"… and that's why I'm so scared of barbed wire," Girl Jordan finished as she wiped her eye, "I was so terrified when it was happening, but looking back it's actually kinda funny."

"Please. If you think that's the worst experience anyone's had with the girl scouts, well, you don't know about the time me and Clyde tried to get our hands on some cookies," Lincoln said with a chuckle.

Jordan gave a light laugh, "You have to tell me that story one day."

"I don't know. I have a lot crazier stories than that."

"Like what?" Jordan asked curiously.

Lincoln gave her a half-joking smile, "Like the time when I got some kid to Dutch Oven you with my Girl Guru advice."

Jordan gave the boy a soft punch on the shoulder, causing them both to chuckle a little. If there was one thing Lincoln really liked about spending time with Girl Jordan, it was how much more casual it was than with some of the other girls in his life. With Christina, there had always been a strong awkward tension that lingered over them, brought about by bad moment after bad moment. And, as much as he loved Ronnie, there was always a stress to act a certain way. But with Girl Jordan, he felt more… at ease. Like she was a really close friend.

"Well, we're here," he heard Girl Jordan say, as he looked up to see the arcade/pizzeria/snack bar in all of its glory. Every kid in Royal Woods loved this place, and Lincoln and Jordan were no exceptions to this rule. Lincoln held the door open and gestured for Girl Jordan to enter, "M'lady," he said a bit sarcastically.

"Oh, what a gentleman," she said jokingly in return, but she did feel her cheeks warm up a little, "So, what do you want to do first?"

Lincoln rubbed his chin as he thought about, but then gave Jordan a smile. "I'll let you decide; what do you want to do?"

Slip my tongue into your mouth and passionately make-out with you.

"How about we get something to eat?" Jordan offered instead.

Lincoln nodded. "Sure, I could eat. What kind of toppings do you like on your pizza?"

"Um, I know this may sound weird, but… I really like pineapple on my pizza." Jordan admitted to Lincoln.

"You WHAT?" Lincoln gasped, causing the girl to back away from her answer. "I mean, if you don't want any, I don't have to…"

"That's one of my favorite toppings too," Lincoln said with a wide smile on his face. Jordan looked at him with wide eyes, "It is?"

"Yeah. Everyone always tells me I have the grossest tastes (even Lana does), so I never thought I'd find anyone who really liked pineapple pizza as well," the boy said with excitement. Jordan had to bite back her laughter; he was getting way too enthusiastic about a topping on a pizza pie.

"Well, I guess we know what we want to order," Jordan said as she and Lincoln approached the cash register. The woman at the stand had her back turned to the two teens, so Jordan audibly cleared her throat and ordered, "One Hawaiian pizza, please."

"Sure thing," said Lori as she turned around to the surprised expressions of her brother and his friend, "And don't worry about cost, because this one is on the house."

"Lori? What are you doing here?" Lincoln asked.

The blonde woman shrugged but still gave him a mischievous grin. "What? I work here, so I have the complete right to call my boss and ask for an early shift."

The young boy sighed and turned to Jordan, "Do you mind saving a seat for me? I need to speak with my sister…" Jordan nodded and headed over to a small table, though she deliberately did so in a slow fashion, to try and listen in on Lincoln and Lori's conversation.

"Why are you here, Lori?" the boy whispered to his sister, "I know you're up to something…"

"Yeah, I'm up to something. I want to make sure you don't mess up this date."

Jordan felt her cheeks flush crimson. Date? Lincoln's sister knows I asked him on a date. Was I that obvious? Oh God, does Lincoln know?

"This isn't a date, Lori. Girl Jordan is just a friend."

Jordan sighed internally. Good, he doesn't know.

…

Wait, 'just a friend?'

"Come on, Lincoln, don't lie to yourself. I saw the way you looked at her, the way you laughed with her… You at least have a crush on her."

"I…I…" the boy stammered embarrassedly, before he looked back to Girl Jordan. She noticed him looking at her, so she was unfortunately forced to walk away faster. By the time he turned back to his sister, Jordan was too far away to hear what they were saying.

Quick, Jordan, lip-reading powers, activate.

The boy had covered his mouth as he whispered into Lori's ear, leaving the girl completely unaware of what he answered. Jordan sighed, now she had no idea what Lincoln could be saying about her.

Come on, Jordan, you know he couldn't go for a girl like you. Look at him, and look at you. He has so many options, like Ronnie and Paige and the new girl. You don't even stand a chance.

"Yeah, I guess so," she sighed miserably as she slumped into her seat. Whatever motivation she had earlier to tell Lincoln about her feelings was completely drained from her. She continued to watch the two siblings talk to each other at the counter, before Lincoln walked away from Lori and sat down next to Jordan.

"Sorry about my sister. She gets really excited about this stuff, even more than the others," he chuckled slightly, "She got this idea that I'm really in love with you."

"Well, are you?"

…

…

…

Girl Jordan covered her mouth embarrassedly, but the fateful words had already been let loose in the world. Lincoln looked at her with wide eyes, before his face started to redden and he looked towards the ground. "I-I, uh, I like you, Girl Jordan. I really like you, I suppose. Out of all my female friends, you're… the one I feel the most comfortable with. You're kind, you're sweet, you're..." the boy's face flushed even redder in this awkward scenario, "You're kinda cute."

The girl looked at him now with a strong blush of her own. Lincoln… the Lincoln Loud, the boy of her dreams… just called her cute. She had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

"Lincoln, I like you a lot too. You're nice to everyone, you put up with a lot, and… and I think you're really cute too," she said sweetly.

"Maybe I'd look better if I had a normal tooth," he said with a small laugh as he flicked his chipped tooth.

Jordan simply smiled and shook her head. "You're perfect the way you are."

The two then sat there, barely able to look at each other. Lincoln simply stared at the arcade, watching some people play the games, while Jordan stared at the ground, hoping that she hadn't made a huge mistake…

"Here you go," Lori announced as she placed a pizza pie in between them, "One pineapple pizza, fresh out of the oven."

"Uh, thanks Lori," Lincoln said to his sister, to which she lightly ruffled his hair, before walking away to take care of another customer.

"So, let's eat, Girl Jordan," Lincoln offered.

"Um… Lincoln, before that… Can I ask you something?"

Lincoln nodded, and Girl Jordan took a deep breath to steel herself. She was about to ask her question Would you like to date me? But, for some reason, the words just refused to come out. She realized there was something more important to ask.

"Lincoln, can I ask you… to stop calling me Girl Jordan? Jordan… just Jordan is fine."

The white-haired boy looked puzzled for a second, but then he opted to smile at her. "Alright. Let's eat… Jordan."

The girl smiled back at him, and they both extended their hands to grab a slice of the pie. As Jordan put the slice of warm pizza in her mouth, she gave herself a little chuckle.

Oh well, there's plenty of time to tell him how I feel later.

You know, Jordancoln is really growing on me right now...