Disclaimer: I'm on an updating frenzy, besides I'm kind of bored so what else is there to do? I DON'T own any of the Lizzie McGuire characters and I am NOT getting paid, except through gratitude of making such a wonderful story HA! Not really. Enjoy Chapter 3.

Lizzie paced her room anxiously scratching her blonde head from time to time wondering what on earth she was going to do about Matt. He would probably tell Gordo and Miranda, or maybe not! Maybe he thought they already knew! She didn't want to tell Gordo and Miranda, she didn't know why. It was like something of a secret between her and her shoebox and now it had been violated. She rubbed the spot where her head hit the floor, when she could she was going to kill Matt AND Lanny, she didn't care if she hardly knew the boy though he was always over. They never spoke a word to each other. Except that one time when her and Matt switched places and she actually understood what Lanny was saying, or thinking.

She sat on her bed and decided she mine as well pick out the clothes she was going to wear tomorrow. Lizzie ripped her drawers open and picked out some rhinestone pants and a white rhinestone matching top with a denim jacket (OOS: I am personally trying to change Lizzie's heinous sense of style). She jetted over to her little blue basket picking it up, making an array of butterfly clips fly out, and picked out some denim printed ones. She set all this on her dresser and grabbed a towel from the cupboard outside her room; she needed a shower.

Meanwhile, at the Sanchez residence Gordo and Miranda were trying to figure out why Lizzie was acting so irrationally. Gordo was going on about teen depressions and growth spurts and how when he grew a couple of inches over the summer he was a bit moody too. Then Miranda pointed out that Gordo was still short and a few inches was really very few.

"I'm just trying to prove a point here, Miranda. You don't need to get sassy on me. It's enough having to be best friends with ONE hormonal fourteen-year-old girl, but with TWO it's like torture." Gordo explained. Miranda wasn't even paying attention. She was flipping through a photo album her and Lizzie had made together. There were pictures at the Spring Dance when it was at Lizzie's house and Miranda had a date. There were pictures from Frankie Muniz came over to her house that glorious day (OOS: This episode hasn't come to play yet but I know he goes to her house so I'm making them take pictures). There were even a few pictures of when they all got to go to Aaron Carter's video shoot. Miranda studied these photos and there was one where Lizzie was staring at Aaron Carter adorably, like he was every fiber of her being. Miranda then had an idea of why Lizzie was acting so weird. Though it was completely different when she was with Ronny.

No, actually! It wasn't! Lizzie was mean then but at least she apologized that time. Miranda wondered if this was the same situation. "Gordo, didn't you mention something about Aaron Carter coming here for another video shoot?"

Gordo, who had been talking the whole time and thought Miranda had been actually listening, stopped and gazed at the wall trying to remember if he said such a thing. He recalled his father reading the newspaper and a section saying Aaron WAS coming. Gordo's father, for some reason, always read the Entertainment section of the Hillcrest Gazette. "Yeah." That was all Miranda needed, she shot up and paced the room like Lizzie had been doing, thinking hard. Gordo stared at her. "What are you doing?"

Miranda stopped and looked at Gordo, he wouldn't understand. He didn't understand when Lizzie was going out with Ronny, he wouldn't understand with this new guy. ESPECIALLY with this new guy. He seemed to get all sulky whenever he heard Lizzie had a new love interest. Miranda never knew why but she never really cared to find out.

"Gordo, I think we need to make a plan." Miranda sat next to him. She wouldn't tell him about the love interest thing, but she would at least say it might cheer Lizzie up if they got backstage passes to his shoot.

We go back to the McGuire household where Matt and Lanny are busy reading Lizzie's diary in her room. They giggle as they read about her fantasies of her and Aaron together on an island all by themselves. Matt shakes his head and whispers something to Lanny just as Lizzie enters with the towel wrapped around her body. She screams loudly (OOS: Where are the parents in all of this??) and wishes her mom and dad would come home from that banquet already, this was getting out of control (OOS: Oh).

"Matt! WHAT are you doing?" Lizzie screamed. She was totally shocked about Matt's unruly behavior. What was wrong with him? Matt grinned sheepishly and closed the diary tossing it under her bed where it had been. Lanny looked shocked, like he didn't want to be part of this.

"Lanny's right, we shouldn't have been doing this," Matt said acknowledging something his friend said that obviously no one could hear but Matt, "but it's just so much fun, now tell me Lizzie, do you like the fantasies on the island or the ones when you're alone in Disneyland because I prefer those- ."

Lizzie yelled and made a run for Matt, she was going to strangle him until his eyeballs popped right out of their sockets. She was going to mutilate every single inch of his body with her fingernails and THEN she was going to kill him. "How DARE you read my diary! My PERSONAL THOUGHTS! You had no right to do that MATT!" She realized she had been doing a lot of yelling lately.

Lanny tried to release Lizzie's grip from around Matt's throat, but she just threw him off. Matt was terrified that she really was going to kill him. He thought that maybe, just maybe, had he crossed the line this time. I guess now that he was going to be dead, no one would know about that Aaron Carter secret. Well, Lanny would, but he would probably never tell. To Matt and Lanny's utter relief they heard the front door slam and the concerned voices of the McGuire parents.

"Jo, I don't think they're here."

"They have to be here, honey."

Lizzie froze and silently pointed to the door, which was obviously a signal for them to get out. They crept to Matt's room and quietly closed the door while Lizzie sat on her bed and hugged her knees wishing that God had never created such monsters as little brothers.

END OF CHAPTER

Well, this one was a little longer. I don't know WHY I'm updating so much. And this isn't going so well, I'm typing so fast I can hardly put detail into my words. Anyway, please R/R this isn't as good as AshFarley's fanfic but I'm trying. This IS my first remember?