A/N: megan - I must have missed that episode. Gordo with a friend of Kate??? Eew… =) biblehermione & SodasGurl - thank you both for reviewing both of my fics! You'll be happy to know I'm posting yet ANOTHER Lizzie McGuire fic soon. God bless!

LIZZIE

"Kelsey Raymond," I told Miranda, leaning against a row of lockers that were near 246. "She's pretty enough, I guess. A little quiet, but we can fix that."

"How do you know her?" Miranda asked.

"She's in my art class. I actually had to work with her on a project."

"Is she nice?"

"Very nice. Almost too nice. Like a goody-good, ya know? But that's OK. We have plenty of time to talk to her and do things with her to break her out of her shell."

"She's an introvert? I don't think Gordo would like that."

I shook my head. "She's not that bad. And let's face it: Gordo's best friends are two girls. He spends his spare time bouncing a small ball filled with sand on his leg. He's kind of an introvert himself."

"Hmm… I've never thought of him that way."

My head perked up when I saw her. Kelsey had brown hair with blond highlights. They looked very pretty together. She was wearing navy-blue capris and a cute yellow American Eagle tank-top.

"There she is," I told Miranda. "That's her."

Miranda looked over to where my attention was. "She's cute," she said. "And nice-looking."

"I can't really picture her and Gordo together, can you?"

Miranda made a face. "No, not really. We should go over and talk to her."

"Gordo told me not to."

She turned to look at me. "He told me not to let her know that we know who she is. He'd never forbidden me to talk with her."

"I don't know…"

"Come on, Lizzie." She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to Kelsey.

"Hi," Miranda said. Kelsey didn't pay us any attention at first, but then she turned her head.

"What? Are you talking to me?" she asked, surprised.

"Yeah. You're Kelsey, right?"

"Yes, and you are…"
"Miranda."

Kelsey's face lit up a little. "Oh, right! You're Gordo's friend."

I wanted to melt into the floor. Great. Now that Gordo had been brought up, we were done for.

"Hi, Lizzie."

I smiled weakly. "Hey, Kels."

"So how's Gordo doing?" she asked us.

Perfect. Now we were in big trouble. If we said anything, he'd kill us. He didn't even want us to read the notes in the first place, much less get right into the middle of things. Miranda and I were making a terrible mess of things, and only in about 10 seconds.

"Good," I said. "He's doing good."

"That's great. Did he make up his mind yet?"

I froze. Was she talking about a date? How did she know he was going to ask her?

"About what?" Miranda asked. I could tell she was as uneasy as I was.

"Asking me on a date. I know he was thinking about it, and when I realized that you guys hang out with him, I thought you came to tell me. I guess not."

"We just came to say hi," I replied.

"Oh. Well, if you wouldn't mind being messengers, would you mind asking him if he wants to meet me at the Digital Bean tonight at 5:30? He doesn't have to let me know before or anything, just show up. If he wants."

I looked at Miranda. This was way not good. We were going to have to tell him first of all that we initiated conversation (violation of rule #1), implied that he knew who she was (violation of rule #2), and got her to ask him on a date (violation of rule #3). We had to ask him out for Kelsey, who we weren't even supposed to talk to in the first place!

"Sure," I said. "We can do that."

"OK, great. Thanks." Kelsey smiled, shut her locker, and left.

Miranda turned to me. "We are so dead."