****Even though I would love to…I unfortunately don't own Lizzzie, Gordo, Miranda, or anybody else in the t.v. show.****

The morning that day went pretty well. Of the three classes Miranda and Lizzie had together, Shelley was in all but one. The one that she wasn't in, however, she had with Gordo. As first days of school go, Shelley's was going pretty well. Since she had three instant friends, she didn't have to worry about that, and after her first class where she told off Kate, none of the cheerleaders wanted to mess with her. The only thing going wrong was that Larry Tudgman insisted on hitting on her every chance he got. While the now group of four walked to a table outside during lunch, Shelley told them about her latest encounter.

"Ugh, I was just standing in line to get my lunch, and guess who was behind me."

"One try and I've got it," Miranda, who was standing to her right, said. "Tudgeman, right?"

"Yes!" Shelley exclaimed. "Every time I turn around he's there! I think he's stalking me or something."

"Don't flatter yourself, he's like that with almost everyone." Lizzie said snottily.

"Good, then it won't last for long, right?" Shelley asked, ignoring the rude undertone of the comment.

"I guess not." Lizzie replied, rolling her eyes.

"Great. I don't think I can take another day of him waiting for me around every corner." Shelley was definitely relieved to hear that she wasn't the only girl who had to go through that torture.

"No worries," Miranda said as she chose a table with four chairs and sat down. "Larry Tudgeman is known for having a new crush every day. He'll probably be over you by tomorrow. And I know how you feel; I went through the same thing last year. He even used my picture as a screen saver on his computer. Ugh." Miranda shuddered.

"Don't you think you're being a little harsh?" Lizzie said as she chose a seat next to Miranda. Shelley sat on the other side of her old camp friend, and Gordo sat in the last seat between Lizzie and the new addition to their group.

"No." Miranda said simply before taking a sip of her milk.

"Well, I think you are. Shelley doesn't even know Larry, they could be perfect for each other." Lizzie said to Miranda as though Shelley wasn't there.

"No one's perfect for Larry Tudgeman, Lizzie. I thought you of all people would know that." Miranda was obviously beginning to get annoyed by this new, more judgmental Lizzie. The last time she'd seen this side of her was back in the summer before sixth grade.

"I'm just saying that Shelley shouldn't be so harsh on someone that she barely even knows." Lizzie took a bite of the roll on her plate.

"Um, if you hadn't noticed, I'm still at the table." I said to Lizzie. "I'd appreciate it if you'd stop talking like I'm not around."

"Fine," Lizzie said as she snapped her head to face me. "I think that you are being very selfish to judge Larry so quickly before you really know him. Happy?"

"Well I appreciate you talking to me like a person, but I think you are wrong. Just because I haven't been here for very long, doesn't mean that I don't know about some of the people here, namely, Larry Tudgman. Miranda always used to tell me how much of a creep he is, and it doesn't take long to notice a guy who smells like he hasn't showered in a week following you everywhere you go. Also, wasn't it you who referred to Larry as 'the third kind'?" Shelley had begun to not like Lizzie as much as she did when they first met.

"It's different coming from me, I actually know him. You're judging him by the way he looks and acts. If you ask me, I think you are a stuck up selfish snob who doesn't believe in getting to know someone or second chances. " Lizzie said coldly.

"Well I didn't ask, and, you know, if I had judged you on how you look and on first impressions, I wouldn't be sitting here right now because I would have taken you for a prissy wannabe cheer leader. But you know what, I didn't. I figured that even though you were more perky then the people I was used to, you were obviously nice enough to talk to someone who was new and had no idea what was going on." Shelley stood up and grabbed her lunch off of the table. "I don't need this, ok. My first day has been hard enough without having to take crap from you. I'm going to find somewhere else to sit." With that, Shelley walked back into the school and through away the rest of her lunch. She didn't really know where she was going or what she was going to do for the last twenty minutes of lunch, so she walked into the first door she saw, the library. She walked around until she found an empty corner and sat down in a chair where she began to cry. She hadn't cried since she had left all of her friends a week ago in New Mexico, and at that moment, Shelley realized how much she really did miss them. They had never called her a snob or told her she was judgmental, but maybe they were just being the good friends that they were. Maybe she really was stuck up and nobody had ever told her so. What if Lizzie was right?

***Meanwhile***

"What did you do that for?" Asked Miranda. She couldn't believe that her best friend had just said those things to anyone, let alone Shelley, the only other best friend she'd ever had.

"What are you talking about?" Lizzie asked amazed that Miranda wasn't comforting her by now. "She just called me a wannabe cheer leader and said I was prissy."

"No she didn't, she said that was her first impression of you. First impressions change you know. And you called her a snob!" Miranda was yelling by now.

"Oh she deserved it and you know it. I was only telling her the truth." Lizzie sunk back in her chair. She was content with her decision to tell off Shelley.

"I can't believe you are saying this!" Miranda said as she stood up. "This is just like that fight we had back in the sixth grade, only this time, you're not just hurting me, you're hurting Shelley too. I'm going to find her." Miranda stomped off in search of her best camp friend.

"I can't believe her. I'm so right." Lizzie said to Gordo as she sat up again.

"Well," Gordo trailed off. He hadn't talked during the whole incident because he was trying to stay out of it all. He really did think that Lizzie was wrong, but he wasn't about to tell her that. The last thing he wanted to do was lose his best friend.

"I can't believe you!" Lizzie yelled.

"What? I didn't say anything," Gordo said confusedly.

"Exactly, you should have helped me out. You know that I'm right and all you did was sit there!"

"I never said you were right."

"So you're on their side! Why don't you just leave me here too then!'

"I never said that either."

"Well you have to pick a side Gordo. Either I'm right or Miranda's right. It's as simple as that." Lizzie really hoped that Gordo would pick her. She knew that she had done the right thing and that Gordo would agree.

"I'm not getting into this." Gordo said calmly as he opened a bag of cookies and began to eat them.

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