Ok… So this story was written by Dangerous Combonation, but she never finished this story! The first 4 chapters are all hers, besides the fact that I COMPLETELY deleted her OC (Ellie), cause I absolutely HATE OC's. But starting at 5th chapter, the story belongs to me. Enjoy!

Lizzie squealed, "I still can't believe I'm getting married! And to Ethan Craft!" Miranda said to her over the phone, "Lizzie, chill! Don't get too excited, or you'll make yourself sick. Or worse, you'll jinx yourself and this wedding won't happen."

"Miranda! Don't say that! You'll get me all depressed!"

"Alright, alright. I'm sorry."

Lizzie smiled and said, "Hey, I've got to go. Mom's coming over soon to help me make some plans before I go off to meet Ethan for dinner. I'll talk to you later."

"Bye, chica!"

"Later, Miranda!"

She hung up her phone and walked into her bedroom to take a shower. Lizzie lived by herself after she went to college. She attended UCLA for 4 years and received her Master's degree. Then she went to work in a school in her hometown. Now she was a Drama teacher. Her apartment was exactly what she could have ever wanted. She had white plush carpeting throughout the entire place. She had a master bedroom, a guest bedroom, 1 full bathroom in the master bedroom, and a half bathroom by the kitchen. In her living room she had a TV, DVD player, surround sound and a stereo. Her bedroom had another stereo and a huge bed. Her kitchen had blue and white linoleum flooring, dark blue countertops, light wood cabinets, and a bar, which connected to the living room. She loved her apartment and she wouldn't trade it in for the world. Lizzie stepped out of the warm bathroom in a damp towel and put on a pair of purple pajama paints and white tank top. She wrapped her hair up in a towel and went into the kitchen to make a cup of hot chocolate while she was waiting for her mom.

Jo McGuire arrived 5 minutes later and pulled up in front of her daughter's apartment in her blue Elantra. She got out and sighed thinking, I can't believe my oldest daughter is graduated from college, teaching high school drama, and engaged! She knocked on Lizzie's door and Lizzie immediately opened the door, a cup of steaming hot chocolate in her hand.

"Hi, Mom! Come in…it's freezing out there. Here, have a cup of hot cocoa."

"Thanks, baby."

She took the cup and hugged her daughter with one arm and then followed her into the kitchen. She sat down at one end of the small table in the middle of the room and Lizzie poured herself another cup of hot cocoa and sat at the other end.

"How are you doing, sweetie?"

I'm great, Mom!"

"Good…I like Ethan. He's a real catch!"

"Mom!"

Jo smiled and said, "Alright, now let's get some things decided on. Who's going to be your Maid of Honor?"

"Duh, Mom! Miranda!"

"Alright then…have you and Ethan set a date yet?"

"We're looking at either May 1st, or July 22nd. Those are the best days that the hall has available."

"So you both want a summer wedding?"

"Yes."

"So that means you have to have summery colors for your bridesmaids dresses…and for your bouquet!"

"Okay."

"So…you should consider some bright colors for the bridesmaids dresses…any ideas?"

"Well I like cerulean…is that bright enough? Really, Mom, no offense, but it is December! Why do we have to decide everything now?"

She sighed and said, "I guess we don't."

"Alright, good. I have to go get ready. I have a date with my fiancé!"

Jo laughed and said, "Alright, well, I'll see you later then, dear."

Lizzie hugged her mom and said, "Bye, Mom."

Her mom smiled and left the apartment while Lizzie went into her bedroom to decide on what to wear.

After much contemplation, Lizzie finally decided on wearing a black halter dress with black-strappy heels. She grabbed a black purse, her car keys, and headed out to her blue mustang. It took her a long time to afford her car on a teacher's salary, but she finally saved enough. She turned on the engine and sped off out of the parking lot to her apartment complex. She was going down the street, thinking about her teen years and all the fun she had with Miranda and her old friend, Gordo. She wondered whatever happened to Gordo. She hadn't seen him since high school. He'd gone off to film school to become a director and Lizzie and him had lost touch. She turned onto a side street and kept thinking about high school.

She was so distracted with her thoughts she rear-ended a Mercedes. She was going slowly so she didn't get hurt, but she figured she messed up the front of her mustang pretty bad. She cried out at the impact and jumped out of her car, as did the person she rear-ended, walking to the Mercedes in front of her, glancing at the damage to her car. My salary won't cover this…She met up with the driver of the other car and said, "Oh man, sir, I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying any attention." She paused in her apology and Lizzie took this moment to examine him a little closer. He had dark brown curly hair and the bluest eyes she had ever seen. He was thin and muscular looking. He said to her, "It's okay, really."

"I'll pay for the damages…it was my fault anyway. I don't know how I'm going to pay for it, though…I'll think of something."

"Hey, don't worry about it. The damages aren't that bad. I'll pay for them."

"Oh, no, I couldn't ask you to do that. It's my fault and I couldn't ask you to pay that much! You'd have to be a big movie director or something to pay for both of them."

They laughed and he said, "David Gordon. Movie director."

Lizzie stood, flabbergasted. She spit out, "Da-David Gordon? Oh wow…Gordo?"

"No one's called me Gordo since high school…"

"Gordo! It's me, Lizzie! Lizzie McGuire!"

"Lizzie!"

He grabbed her around the waist and picked her up, spinning her around in a huge hug. He put her down and kissed her cheek. Later as she thought about it, she realized she should've felt weird with Gordo kissing her on the cheek like that, but right then she was too excited at seeing him again to think properly. He said, "How've you been? I haven't seen you since senior year!"

"I can't believe it's really you! I've been great! How about you?"

He hugged her again and said, "I've been awesome, too. I'm a film director…a long lost dream turned reality. Hey, where you heading? We need to catch up!"

"Actually I was about to go out on a date…with my fiancé…Ethan Craft."

He glanced at her left ring finger and not seeing a ring said, "You joking me? I don't see a ring…"

"It was a spur-of-the-moment decision and he hasn't gotten a ring yet."

"Well wouldn't you know? Lizzie marrying Ethan Craft. I never would've guessed. Remember back in middle and high school when you and Miranda obsessed over him and dreamed of marrying him? Who would've thought the dream would come true?"

She smiled and said, "Yeah, I know. It was a shock when he proposed. Hey, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm late. Here, let me give you number," she pulled out a piece of paper and pen from her purse and scribbled down her number saying, "and you can call me sometime this weekend. Then we'll figure out when we can meet and catch up. Sound good?"

He smiled and Lizzie noticed he had perfect white teeth and he said, "Sounds good."

She handed him her number and hugged him again saying, "I can't believe it's you!" She got into her car and backed up. Gordo checked out the front of her car and said, "Doesn't look bad at all. It won't be too expensive. Don't worry about me paying for it." She smiled, honked her horn and waved a she drove off down the street.

Gordo looked at the number in his hand and smiled, thinking about her. Her intoxicating scent, her long golden hair, her sparkling blue crystal eyes. She certainly has gotten even more beautiful since high school. He found himself thinking about her lips, and how great it would feel to kiss her. He stopped himself before he could go anywhere else with his thoughts. She's engaged to be married to Ethan Craft. Forget being anything but a friend. Thinking that didn't stop his rapidly growing affection for her.

Lizzie drove off down the street, smiling. She just couldn't stop smiling. All she could think about was him. He's got that "dark hair with light eyes" thing going, and believe me, that's always a fine quality! She arrived at the restaurant, putting on the finishing touches to her make-up. She entered the Italian restaurant, still thinking about Gordo. She checked her watch; she was fifteen minutes late. Lizzie looked around the restaurant; searching for the familiar blonde hair she'd fallen in love with when she was fourteen.

She spotted Ethan in the corner, two candles between him and an empty chair, and a vase with a single red rose in the middle of the candles. He had two glasses in front of him, both empty, like he was waiting on a third round. She headed over to him as the waitress brought him another round of whatever it was she was drinking. He looked up and saw her, his eyes instantly brightening and his signature smile that sent her weak in the knees spread across his face. He got up and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek, then pulled her chair out for her before sitting down himself. Once seated he asked, "Where were you? You're like, 20 minutes late…"

"I'm sorry!" She put on her most sorry face and he caved, cracking another smile.

"Ok, ok. So where were you?"

"Well, first Mom came over to go over some details for the wedding, and I told her that it was December and that the wedding was in the summer so she left. Then I had to quickly get ready because I was already running late! Then I'm in my car and heading towards here, taking every side street and shortcut I know. I was going down Lands Boulevard, thinking about high school and hanging out with Miranda and Gordo and obsessing over you and all that when guess what happened?"

"What?" Ethan loved it when she got so excited over something so simple as driving down a side street.

"I rear-ended a guy!"

"What? Are you okay, baby?" He almost leaped over the table but she put a hand up and said, "No, I'm fine! Geez, honey! Sit down and chill!"

He sat and took a deep breath and said, "So who did you hit?"

"That's what's amazing! It was Gordo! You remember him, right? A bit on the short side, curly dark hair, light blue eyes, really into directing…"

"Liz, slow it down! Of course I remember Gordon! He was like, the smartest guy…like ever."

Lizzie laughed and said, "So I hit Gordo, who I haven't seen since high school and now he's like, this big time director and stuff so he's going to pay for all the damages! Isn't that just fantastic!"

"How bad is your Mustang?"

She took a loud breath and shook her head saying, "Not pretty."

"How bad…"

"Actually not that bad. My front end's a little banged up and the paints all scratched."

"It isn't fair to your old friend to pay for it all, Liz…"

"I know! I offered to pay for both the damages, as it was my fault, but he said no way! He insisted he pay for it all because he's this big time movie director, as I said, and he's so rich and all."

Ethan shook his head, wanting to change the subject, and said, "So how is old Gor-don?"

"He's good…" Lizzie closed her eyes and remembered seeing him. He took her breath away, after all these years. Who would have thought? Two people who hadn't seen or heard from each other in well over 5 years could still leave the other completely jelly-legged and breathless. Lizzie opened her eyes and studied the man in front of her. His dark curly hair…his light eyes that could melt or break your heart…that smile that only he had. Lizzie shook her head. That wasn't Ethan! I was just admiring Gordo…I saw Gordo across from me, not Ethan…what's happening?

Dinner went smoothly. Ethan talked about his job and Lizzie listened, as usual. It was amazing how much he'd changed in the past 6 or 7 years. He used to be anything but an Einstein, and now he had a chain of hair care products and a store to match. And to think, they all thought he'd end up scraping gum off of movie theatre floors. His good hair finally paid off. She could still remember in 8th grade when she nearly fainted at the sight of him. And then in 10th grade when she danced with him at a party at Parker's house. And then a year after she had left college and she bumped into him at the supermarket and then gone out with him. And now, here they were, nearly a year and a half later, and she was engaged to him!

After dinner, Ethan followed Lizzie home to make sure she "didn't hit anymore directors or old friends" as he had said. They reached her house and he got out of his own car and walked her to the door. At the door, she fumbled with her keys, the universal sign of girls that she wants a kiss. He stooped down and caught her in a ginger kiss. She felt her knees go out, as they always did when he kissed her. He pulled back and she stared into his light eyes and ran her fingers through his curly hair. She kissed him again, and this time it sent her to another world. Amazing how kisses can do that to you, huh? She pulled back this time and stared into his bright blue eyes, wide with excitement and youth, and felt right. She shook her head again, whispering, "Oh no, not again…" Ethan gave her a funny look and she just said, "Oh nothing. It's nothing. I better go inside. Bye, Ethan!" She kissed him quickly again and he said, "Bye, Liz." She opened the door and quickly went inside and shut the door. She leaned up against it and sunk down to the floor, her head in her hands. I can't be thinking about kissing Gordo when I'm kissing Ethan! That…that…that's like cheating on him! In my mind! Oh God, this is not good. Could I really be falling for Gordo…again?

This cannot be happening…