Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire, people, places, etc…don't sue me. I do own characters you don't recognize…i.e. Brenna, Carissa, Ethan's family, Kate's family and all medical personnel mentioned in the articles.
Ok, here we go…One - I know this chapter is really, really short, but it's that way because then next chapter is the final one, so it'll be long and a lot of stuff will happen. Two - keeponwritin brought up the idea of a sequel. At first I hated the idea, but it's grown on me and I now have an idea for a sequel to this story. So…this is where you guys come in. Let me know what you think of the finished piece and if you think a sequel is a potentially good idea and if you would take the time to read it and review and all that good stuff. So, in other words, I need your input! Review!!!! I'm not gonna put any of this stuff, or any A/N for that matter, in the final chapter…I like to let my endings speak for themselves, so I'm counting on you guys to read and remember this…
Now Playing…Chapter 19!
Miranda opened her eyes to the sun streaming through the window. She blinked a couple times in confusion and realized she had fallen asleep on the couch in her family's living room. Miranda sat up as her mother walked into the room.
"Morning sweetie." Her mother said with a smile. "We were beginning to wonder when you'd wake up."
Miranda looked at the clock on the mantle. "Ten forty-five! It's almost eleven! Why didn't you guys wake me up?"
Her mother smiled. "You looked so warm and happy sleeping on the couch. I didn't have the heart to wake you."
Miranda rolled her eyes and pulled herself off the couch. Of all the days her mom decided to let her sleep. Gordo was leaving today. She had to call Lizzie and force her to come to her sense! Miranda headed towards the closest phone, in the kitchen.
Just as she reached for the phone, it rang. Miranda jumped, gave herself a moment to calm down and picked up the phone.
"Miranda, it's me." Lizzie said, recognizing her friend's hello.
"Lizzie, what happened to calling me last night? I tried to get a hold of you for hours lat night."
"Miranda, did you know Gordo was leaving today?" Lizzie asked, deliberately ignoring Miranda's question.
"What?" Lizzie could tell her question caught Miranda off guard.
"You knew he was leaving today." Lizzie continued. "And you didn't tell me."
"Lizzie, what do you think I've been trying to talk to you about for the past two days? And why didn't you call me last night? I meant to tell you yesterday morning, but you were so caught up in your new school plans I completely forgot for a while. I was going to tell you when you called, but you never did."
"Never mind, I just need you to drive me to the airport."
Lizzie could practically hear Miranda grinning over the phone. "Give me half an hour, I need to shower, and I'll be there."
Lizzie hung up the phone and sighed. She was frustrated with Miranda for not telling her Gordo was leaving, she was frustrated with Gordo for not telling her he was leaving so soon, and she was mostly frustrated with herself. Miranda was right, she always complained about the lack of decent guys in her life, and the right one had been right in front of her the whole time! She could have kicked herself for being so dense, but the last time she tried that…
And to top all that off, now Gordo thought she hated him. After Gordo stormed out, she had sat on the stairs for nearly ten minutes before she realized Gordo had left. She had heard the words as he stormed out, but her mind was working in slow motion and hadn't registered them until he was long gone. She'd even ran the short distance to his house, but no one answered the door. Lizzie figured Gordo's parents were at work and Gordo was on his way to the airport. So she had to go after him. Lizzie wasn't sure what she'd do when she found him, but it was better than just letting him go.
Lizzie looked at her watch. It was eleven. She had three hours to track Gordo down, tell him how she felt and, hopefully, keep him from leaving for good.