Tension Between
Summary: What happened between Bye, Bye Hillridge Jr. High and The Lizzie McGuire movie? Find out. L/G (no duh.)
Chapter One: Questions
Lizzie's POV
As soon as the photographer took the picture, I snapped away from Gordo and closed my eyes, hoping that what happened next wouldn't be horrible.
Everyone returned to talking, eating, whatever. Everyone except me. And Gordo. We were frozen in place, thinking.
Had anyone seen me kiss him? Why *had* I kissed him? Was he going to hate me now? Were things going to be different? A million different thoughts ran through my head.
"So, uh... what was that for?" Gordo was blushing a shade of red that matched his shirt.
I slowly walked down the risers. "Um..." How could I tell him what it was for when I didn't *know* what it was for?
"Thanks for always being there for me." I smiled.
Animated Lizzie: There. That was a good reason.
"Yeah, well, I always will be." He grinned, and we returned to our regular lunch.
"I know."
***
Dear Lizzie,
You rock. Don't ever change. And only, I really mean it. You're so good to everyone around you, and I love that about you. You are pretty, fun to be with, *and* smart. You'll have a great time in high school, so don't worry. I'll always be there for you.
When are you going to realize that you're so much better than Kate, and her life will be meaningless and miserable someday? Kate will never be as amazing as you are. You're a great person, Lizzie, and you, in real, shouldn't change.
-Gordo
I read the letter over and over, and realized what it meant.
Gordo truly *did* like me, as Kate had said. Or maybe it was just my wild imagination. I mean, his message was sweet and all, but no where in it did it flat-out say 'I like you.' So therefore, it didn't mean he really liked me.
But maybe he did.
But if he *did* would he have said something else either than 'What was that for?' when I kissed him, right? I mean, if Ethan kissed me, I would... faint or something. Say 'So you like me, too?'. Kiss him on the lips. I don't know... anything other than 'What was that for?'.
I decided to forget the whole thing. It was clear that it was a plain kiss out of friendship, and if he liked me, it was his business to tell me, not for me to squeeze it out of him. I wanted our friendship to be the same forever.
But I couldn't help but think about it. Why would Kate say that he liked me if he didn't? To get to Ethan? I hated to admit it, but Kate and Ethan were almost like boyfriend and girlfriend, and I knew I had no chance with him whatsoever. We were friends.
So why would she tell me something like that unless it was true? And I mean, when she said it, it didn't seem like she was acting. She seemed like she really meant it, the way she was scolding me. Her words echoed in my head.
"He doesn't want just anyone to notice him, he wants *you* to notice him."
If he wanted me to notice him so bad, why didn't he just give me some sort of sign? Or wait... maybe he was giving me signs, but I'd been to clueless to notice them.
Or maybe he didn't *like* like me at all.
"Everyone at school can tell. Gordo's had a crush on you for, like, ever."
Was it true? Did everyone else know? Was I the only one on the face of the Earth that didn't notice that my best friend had a crush on me? And how long was 'ever'? In Kate's case, it could mean a week, or it could be years. The questions kept spinning around in my head, waiting to be answered.
But all of these questions could only be answered once the big question was:
Did he like me?
Summary: What happened between Bye, Bye Hillridge Jr. High and The Lizzie McGuire movie? Find out. L/G (no duh.)
Chapter One: Questions
Lizzie's POV
As soon as the photographer took the picture, I snapped away from Gordo and closed my eyes, hoping that what happened next wouldn't be horrible.
Everyone returned to talking, eating, whatever. Everyone except me. And Gordo. We were frozen in place, thinking.
Had anyone seen me kiss him? Why *had* I kissed him? Was he going to hate me now? Were things going to be different? A million different thoughts ran through my head.
"So, uh... what was that for?" Gordo was blushing a shade of red that matched his shirt.
I slowly walked down the risers. "Um..." How could I tell him what it was for when I didn't *know* what it was for?
"Thanks for always being there for me." I smiled.
Animated Lizzie: There. That was a good reason.
"Yeah, well, I always will be." He grinned, and we returned to our regular lunch.
"I know."
***
Dear Lizzie,
You rock. Don't ever change. And only, I really mean it. You're so good to everyone around you, and I love that about you. You are pretty, fun to be with, *and* smart. You'll have a great time in high school, so don't worry. I'll always be there for you.
When are you going to realize that you're so much better than Kate, and her life will be meaningless and miserable someday? Kate will never be as amazing as you are. You're a great person, Lizzie, and you, in real, shouldn't change.
-Gordo
I read the letter over and over, and realized what it meant.
Gordo truly *did* like me, as Kate had said. Or maybe it was just my wild imagination. I mean, his message was sweet and all, but no where in it did it flat-out say 'I like you.' So therefore, it didn't mean he really liked me.
But maybe he did.
But if he *did* would he have said something else either than 'What was that for?' when I kissed him, right? I mean, if Ethan kissed me, I would... faint or something. Say 'So you like me, too?'. Kiss him on the lips. I don't know... anything other than 'What was that for?'.
I decided to forget the whole thing. It was clear that it was a plain kiss out of friendship, and if he liked me, it was his business to tell me, not for me to squeeze it out of him. I wanted our friendship to be the same forever.
But I couldn't help but think about it. Why would Kate say that he liked me if he didn't? To get to Ethan? I hated to admit it, but Kate and Ethan were almost like boyfriend and girlfriend, and I knew I had no chance with him whatsoever. We were friends.
So why would she tell me something like that unless it was true? And I mean, when she said it, it didn't seem like she was acting. She seemed like she really meant it, the way she was scolding me. Her words echoed in my head.
"He doesn't want just anyone to notice him, he wants *you* to notice him."
If he wanted me to notice him so bad, why didn't he just give me some sort of sign? Or wait... maybe he was giving me signs, but I'd been to clueless to notice them.
Or maybe he didn't *like* like me at all.
"Everyone at school can tell. Gordo's had a crush on you for, like, ever."
Was it true? Did everyone else know? Was I the only one on the face of the Earth that didn't notice that my best friend had a crush on me? And how long was 'ever'? In Kate's case, it could mean a week, or it could be years. The questions kept spinning around in my head, waiting to be answered.
But all of these questions could only be answered once the big question was:
Did he like me?