(Once again, I do not own Lizzie McGuire.)
The next day in school Miranda and Lizzie were sitting at their lunch table. "Miranda, you're never gonna guess what happened last night when I went to Gordo's!"
"What?" she pretended to act like she didn't know, because she didn't want to betray Gordo's trust.
"He said he thought of me as more than a friend! Isn't that weird?"
"Yeah," Miranda said acting like she was in shock. "Gordo said that?!"
"Yes, and he's been avoiding me all day now."
"Why? What did you say to him?"
"I said I didn't know how I felt. I don't want to lose him over this, Miranda. And he won't even talk to me!"
"Maybe he's waiting for you to talk to him."
"I don't know what to say."
"Talk to him, trust me.' she smirked thinking "That is my answer for everything."
Gordo walked by glancing at them and quickly looking away. He went to an empty table an put his plate down, trying not to look at Lizzie.
Later that afternoon Lizzie was in the kitchen doing her homework. Jo walked in, noticing Lizzie wasn't doing her homework.
"Lizzie? What's the matter?"
*Yeah, like I'm gonna tell my mom.*
"Nothing."
"O.K. Lizzie, I know something is bothering you and I'm not gonna leave you alone until you tell me."
*Oh, what the heck! I might as well tell her! She's gonna find out anyway!*
"Mom, what do you do when someone says they love you and you don't know how you feel or what to say?"
"Well, think about how much you care about this person and what they mean to you."
"He means so much to me mom. I can't picture my life without him in it, but I don't see him in that way."
"Gordo?"
"Yeah. How did you know?"
"It's a mom thing." she smiled at her daughter. "I've known for years. It was so obvious to me that you guys should be together."
"Really?"
*My mother knows everything. She's always right even though I don't want to admit it most of the time.*
"Listen, Lizzie. The best relationships are formed out of friendship. The closer friends you are, the closer you are in a dating situation. It's great, because you don't have to put on a front or feel uncomfortable around him and you already have so much in common."
*Maybe I do love him*
"Thanks, mom." she hugged her mother and got back to her homework.
The next day in school Miranda and Lizzie were sitting at their lunch table. "Miranda, you're never gonna guess what happened last night when I went to Gordo's!"
"What?" she pretended to act like she didn't know, because she didn't want to betray Gordo's trust.
"He said he thought of me as more than a friend! Isn't that weird?"
"Yeah," Miranda said acting like she was in shock. "Gordo said that?!"
"Yes, and he's been avoiding me all day now."
"Why? What did you say to him?"
"I said I didn't know how I felt. I don't want to lose him over this, Miranda. And he won't even talk to me!"
"Maybe he's waiting for you to talk to him."
"I don't know what to say."
"Talk to him, trust me.' she smirked thinking "That is my answer for everything."
Gordo walked by glancing at them and quickly looking away. He went to an empty table an put his plate down, trying not to look at Lizzie.
Later that afternoon Lizzie was in the kitchen doing her homework. Jo walked in, noticing Lizzie wasn't doing her homework.
"Lizzie? What's the matter?"
*Yeah, like I'm gonna tell my mom.*
"Nothing."
"O.K. Lizzie, I know something is bothering you and I'm not gonna leave you alone until you tell me."
*Oh, what the heck! I might as well tell her! She's gonna find out anyway!*
"Mom, what do you do when someone says they love you and you don't know how you feel or what to say?"
"Well, think about how much you care about this person and what they mean to you."
"He means so much to me mom. I can't picture my life without him in it, but I don't see him in that way."
"Gordo?"
"Yeah. How did you know?"
"It's a mom thing." she smiled at her daughter. "I've known for years. It was so obvious to me that you guys should be together."
"Really?"
*My mother knows everything. She's always right even though I don't want to admit it most of the time.*
"Listen, Lizzie. The best relationships are formed out of friendship. The closer friends you are, the closer you are in a dating situation. It's great, because you don't have to put on a front or feel uncomfortable around him and you already have so much in common."
*Maybe I do love him*
"Thanks, mom." she hugged her mother and got back to her homework.