AN: I decided to come back with a new story, I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire
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LIZZIE'S POV
I walked over to Gordo hoping to get my yeas I walked yearbook back. He was still writing in it, but he closed it
quickly when he noticed me.
L: Gordo, are you finished yet, you've had my yearbook for like a month?
G: Its not quite right yet...
Just then someone walked over and asked him to sign their yearbook. He warned me not to read it. I figured one
little peek couldn't hurt:
Dear Lizzie.
We've been best friends for as long as I can remember. We've shared everything together and so I feel I should
finally share this with you. I really, really like you a lot and I think you're beautiful inside and out. I can honestly say I
wouldn't be the person I am without you and your friendship. There's nothing to be afraid of if we have each other. I will
always be by your side. Your friend always, and hopefully more if you want.
- Gordo
L: Oh my Gosh!
I suddenly had a fluttery feeling in my stomach. The photographer called us over for the class picture. I stood next to
Gordo knowing I had to do something, but what? I glanced over at Gordo, he was such a good friend to me all these years
and I had always taken him for granted. Different memories started flashing through my mind. Picture day of 7th grade, the
time Matt destroyed my dad's autographed football...and a lot more.
GORDO'S POV
I can't believe I am actually going to let Lizzie read what I wrote soon. Its funny how it was so easy to write all that
stuff down, but I can't seem to say it to her face. I heard the photographer call us over. I stood beside Lizzie in the photo.
She looked a little flushe but I dismissed it. Then, just as the picture was taken, Lizzie leaned over and kissed me!
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I hope you liked it, I will write more soon. I'm sorry it was so short, it looked a lot longer in my notebook.
Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire
___________________________________________________________________________________________
LIZZIE'S POV
I walked over to Gordo hoping to get my yeas I walked yearbook back. He was still writing in it, but he closed it
quickly when he noticed me.
L: Gordo, are you finished yet, you've had my yearbook for like a month?
G: Its not quite right yet...
Just then someone walked over and asked him to sign their yearbook. He warned me not to read it. I figured one
little peek couldn't hurt:
Dear Lizzie.
We've been best friends for as long as I can remember. We've shared everything together and so I feel I should
finally share this with you. I really, really like you a lot and I think you're beautiful inside and out. I can honestly say I
wouldn't be the person I am without you and your friendship. There's nothing to be afraid of if we have each other. I will
always be by your side. Your friend always, and hopefully more if you want.
- Gordo
L: Oh my Gosh!
I suddenly had a fluttery feeling in my stomach. The photographer called us over for the class picture. I stood next to
Gordo knowing I had to do something, but what? I glanced over at Gordo, he was such a good friend to me all these years
and I had always taken him for granted. Different memories started flashing through my mind. Picture day of 7th grade, the
time Matt destroyed my dad's autographed football...and a lot more.
GORDO'S POV
I can't believe I am actually going to let Lizzie read what I wrote soon. Its funny how it was so easy to write all that
stuff down, but I can't seem to say it to her face. I heard the photographer call us over. I stood beside Lizzie in the photo.
She looked a little flushe but I dismissed it. Then, just as the picture was taken, Lizzie leaned over and kissed me!
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I hope you liked it, I will write more soon. I'm sorry it was so short, it looked a lot longer in my notebook.