Hey, thanks for the great reviews! Well, the ones that were reviews, anyway. Well, this story is getting so good (at least in my opinion) I am bursting with ideas! Here's Ch.9!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire, Matt McGuire, Lanny, David Gordon, or Miranda Sanchez. I do own Lily Wellington, Charlie Fetters, and Donald Langton. Please do not use them in any of your stories. However, I'd love for you to give me a review.

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"That…JERK! WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM? He is lucky his girlfriend didn't see him kissing me! No, she was to busy falling off a cliff! Not that he cared!"

Elizabeth was riding in the passenger seat of Miranda's car. After Charlotte fell in, Gordo decided to drive her home. Elizabeth was so angry she and Miranda decided to leave, too. They were on their way back to the condo, where Elizabeth could collect her things. She was going to stay at home because she still hadn't seen it in six years.

"Gordo didn't even realize what had happened until he heard all the shouts of people who were watching. I had to pull him off me!" Elizabeth was ranting on and on about the kiss.

"Elizabeth, that's not true! You didn't have to pull him off you! Besides, you didn't figure out what was going on until he did." Miranda said rationally while turning into Palmetto Breeze, her condo community.

"At least I'm not a player! He has a GIRLFRIEND for crying out loud! A spotlight hungry girlfriend who'll do anything for attention!" Elizabeth 's makeup was mostly rubbed off, and her hair was back in the usual ponytail.

"And what does that make you? You were trying to flirt with him! That's why you put on all that makeup! And cut up your shirt!" Now Miranda was yelling, too.

"WHAT? Are you on his side or mine?" Elizabeth glared at Miranda.

"Look," said Miranda, lowering her voice. "I'm just saying you kissed him, too, okay? You are just as much at fault. Stop being so hypocritical!"

"You are on his side! Tell me this, Miranda. How does looking pretty mean I've done something wrong? He's the one with somebody. Not me."

"Whatever. I just think you should give him another chance. He obviously likes you. So why do you hate Charlotte so much? She's a sweet person…if you gave her the chance! " Miranda said while pulling into her parking space.

"Gordo was kissing Charlie less than fifteen minutes before swapping spit with me. He only kissed me because he liked how I looked." Elizabeth retorted while stepping out of the car. "And Charlotte is as phony as that faux fur coat you're wearing."

Miranda got out and stood facing Elizabeth on the sidewalk.

"Maybe Gordo was only waiting for the perfect moment to show you how he felt." Miranda said.

"Yea. And he just felt like kissing as many people he could." Elizabeth said with sadness in her voice. She wiped a single tear from her eye. "This hurts, Miranda. As much as I wanted that kiss, I can't lie to myself. He doesn't feel the same way. He didn't kiss me because he loves me, he kissed me because he's slime."

Miranda walked over and gave her a hug. "Just don't be too sure." She whispered.

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"Sorry again!" Gordo yelled as Charlie got out of his car and walked up to her front door. She turned and waved before disappearing inside.

He was apologizing for the fall, not the kiss. She hadn't seen the kiss.

What was with Elizabeth, today? First she was all dressed up for no reason. Then after the kiss, she got all weird! I guess she didn't like it. She didn't even say goodbye. And she wasn't worried about Charlotte at all.

Gordo had no idea what was going on. He felt so mixed up. He didn't even know where he stood on this whole thing.

That was such a mistake. Why am I even doing this? Why can't I just come clean and tell the truth? I barely know what the truth is anymore!

As confused as Gordo was, he knew one thing. He needed to talk to Miranda.