The first time Gordo, Miranda and I really acknowledged we were best friends, the three musketeers, the three amigos a tripod whatever you wanna call us. It was in 7th grade when Kate left us for the popular possie and that's how we started junior High, as a 3.
Looking back at Jnr High I doubt we would of ever imagined what was in store for us at Hillridge High. I guess in a way Rome changed everything. My life could be completely different if I didn't become friends with Kate or start dating Gordo.
I don't know how my friendship with Kate came about but once I started 9th grade Kate and I seemed to of come really close. I think I made a lot of new friendships in 9th grade, I mean that's when I group of nine was formed. Kate, Miranda, Parker, Claire. Brooke, Hilary, Britnee, Keerie and i. We were all best friends. We had our closer friends among the group but we were really close. We don't keep secrets from each other. Although I made a lot of new friends the three musketeers did still exist, just not the way it use too.
Gordo and I shared our first kiss in Rome. That was the first time I kissed someone I loved. After Rome we didn't start dating strait away but whenever we were alone together we'd start flirting and that usually led to us making out. I don't know why we tried to hide our relationship everyone found out eventually.
It was a hot day about 3 weeks after Rome. We were just mucking around play fighting in my room. I pushed Gordo onto bed. He looked so cute laying there with his cute brown curls falling into his eyes. I lent in and started kissing him. I don't know how long this was going on for but I felt Gordo's hand go up my leg and underneath the flippy pink skirt I was wearing. I remember thinning 'Why am I letting my best friend feel me up?" I mean this was the thurthest id been with guy. We were still making out when Miranda walked through my bedroom door.
MIRANDA- "Maybe I should wait outside?"
Miranda had just got back from Mexico and I hadn't even seen her yet.
MIRANDA- "So guys, what's up? Besides Lizzie's top."
I looked down at my top to see it was pulled up to my chest reviling some of my bra. I put my hand over my embarrassed face.
GORDO- "Umm Guys I gotta go."
Gordo quickly left my room, he was even more embarrassed then me.
That night Miranda and I had a long discussion about Rome, Mexico and Gordo. She encouraged me to ask him out an I did. We spent the rest of that summer inseparable. I don't know if she regrets convincing me because nothing has been the same sense she walked in on us kissing that day after Rome. Something went wrong. But what?
AN: Ill put the next chapter up really soon. R&R please. Thanks!
