A/N: im SOOO sry it took me so long to get this part of this story written down!! Ive just been really busy but, hopefully, ill be able to start another story this summer, unless marching band takes up all my time. :-P ok and here goes!! :-D

8. MIRANDA

It's 3 months later now, and things still aren't good, or even civil between Lizzie and me. I guess that I hurt Lizzie more then I realized. Gordo, well, Gordo is distant from both of us now. He's actually hanging out with the druggies now. How does that work? I never would have imagined him using drugs and smoking. And Lizzie is going out with Brian still. I'm so jealous every time I see them together. Walking down the hall, I see them between almost every class. Brian smiles at me, maybe he has forgiven me, since I got him and Lizzie together, inadvertently.

"Miranda?" I turn around, because it sounds like Lizzie speaking.

"Li..Li..Lizzie!?" I stutter.

"Well, I just wanted to thank you for getting me and Brian together. He's the best thing that's happened to me. I mean, you didn't matter to me at all. But, Brian is a different story. I think I'll go talk to Kate now, she's so much better then you." Lizzie smiled sweetly and walked away. All I could think of was that her "insult" was so lame, but it got me infuriated all the same. I looked back up at her, and she was walking with Brian down the hallway. They had become so close, as close as Lizzie and I had been. I took my science book out of my locker, sighing heavily.

"Miranda?" I turned around again.

"WHAT do you WANT?" I had figured it was Brian, but it was Gordo. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry Gordo!"

"You should be. But…ummm…"

"What? I didn't mean it. I thought you were Brian." Gordo had been avoiding me for the past 3 months. In the beginning, I had tried calling him every night, but I soon gave up after his mom told me that he couldn't talk because he was grounded for doing drugs. I thought she was kidding, but I later found out it was true. I looked at him closer, and saw that his eyes were bloodshot. "Gordo! What's wrong with you? You're killing yourself!" Gordo looked at me blankly.

"I need money."

I took out my purse. "How much? $1 for the vending machine?"

"No, more like $150. I gotta get more pot. I'm dying without it." I couldn't believe this was Gordo talking. Even Dwarvlord hadn't affected him this much!

"Gordo, I'm not giving you money for drugs. I never wanted this to happen. And, I don't want to help your 'habit.' Get help!" By this point I was shaking him by the shoulders, trying to wake him up from his daze.

"Ok. Whatever." He walked off, back to his new "friends." I shook my head, trying not to cry. Biting my lip, I walked off to science, trying not to break down in the middle of the hallway, and trying to gain enough courage to talk to Lizzie. I needed her help to bring Gordo back.

Later that Night

Mir226: Lizzie? I need your help.

sHoPpErLiZ225: What do you want.

Mir226: Have you noticed anything different about Gordo?

THE END

A/N: haha that was lame. I had a whole story line planned out for this chapter but then my mom threw it out. :-P NOT GOOD so this is my replacement. lol. The next chapter (which I PROMISE will be up within a week) is gonna be an alternate ending, a HAPPY one. Please review!

~*~hollyeliza~*~

p.s. thanks to everonye for reviewing all my stuff, especially dryad!!! :-D