Clue-Less

(as always I don't own any of these characters, I just love to watch them)

Chp 3 a friend stops by

Lizzie opened the door to her room and went straight to her desk where her invitation was. Her mom had told her that as soon as she got home from school she could open it. She had known her daughter to well because Lizzie would have opened it a long time ago if it had been in her hands. Lizzie picked it up and started to tear the seal off of the envelope. She couldn't wait to see who she was going to be for the party tomorrow. She opened the flap and pulled out the piece off paper inside. Lizzies breath caught in her throat as she read the very top of the page. At that moment she loved her mom more than she ever had in the entire world.

MRS. ETHAN CANTHER

She was the wife of Ethan. Just than the phone rang. Lizzie went over to her phone and picked it up.

"Hello," Lizzie said with excitement.

"Hey Lizzie, so did you open up your envelope," Miranda asked her.

"Yes I did any you will not believe who I am married to," Lizzie squealed over the phone.

"No you are not," Miranda said with just amount of excitement.

"Oh yes I am. For tomorrow I will be known as Mrs. Ethan Canther," Lizzie said almost in a scream.

"Man your mom is the best. She made me a rock star," Miranda told her.

"Have you talked to Gordo yet to see what he is?," Lizzie asked her friend as she laid down on her bed with her feet up in the air.

"I called over at his house and his mom said he was out. I'm going to try and call later though. I was going to ask you if you wanted to go shopping cause I defiantly need a new outfit if I'm going to be playing a rock star tomorrow," Miranda said to her.

"I would love to go with you but I have to help my mom get ready for tomorrow," Lizzie told her. She would of loved to have gotten a new outfit for her new role as Ethan's wife but the least she could do for her mom since she made her that is help around the house.

"Alright, well I'm going to have to go, I'll call you later when I get home tonight," Miranda said as she got her stuff all together to leave her house.

"Ok, I'll talk to you than," Lizzie told her as she got off of her bed. "Bye." Lizzie hung up the phone after her friend said bye to and got off of the bed. She had to go downstairs and thank her mom. As Lizzie opened her door she came face to face with her kid brother. "Were you listening in on my conversation?

"Oh yeah I wanted to here every single detail about you and your new love Ethan," Matt said as he started too make kissing noises.

"Your such a little dork, why don't you mind your own business," Lizzie snapped at him.

"Gosh Lizzie, you need to get a grip," Matt snapped back. Lizzies jaw almost dropped to the floor. " I just came up here to tell you Gordo's at the door, you don't need to go nuts on me." Matt turned around and went into his room shaking his head. Lizzie mad a small grunting noise as she headed down stairs. 'Why do little brothers have to be such big pest.' Lizzie came to the end off the stairway to find Gordo standing right by the door.

"Hey Gordo what's up," Lizzie said to her friend? Gordo smiled up at her as she came the rest of the way down the steps. He wasn't sure at first why he had decided to stop by at Lizzie's house, but as soon as he saw her he knew why. His heart started to flutter a little in his chest.

"I ahh...just came by to...ahhh," Gordo started to say. Lizzie started to give him a weird look as Gordo tried to make up some excuse. "...see if you need help with the party." 'Yeah that's exactly why you came over here' Gordo tried to tell himself. 'Cause your such a nice guy.'

" That's pretty nice of you Gordo," Lizzie said to him. "You didn't have to though. It's suppose to be a party and you are one of the guests."

"I know but I couldn't help but think of all the trouble that your family is going through to get it

All ready for tomorrow and decided to lend a hand." Lizzie smiled over at Gordo. He was such a nice guy.

"Well my mom is in the kitchen, I was just about to go ask her what can I do to help," Lizzie said over to him.

"That sounds like fun to me," Gordo said with a laugh. Lizzie gave Gordo a half smile, wondering why Gordo was acting like this. Gordo picked up on his giddiness and stopped smiling. " I mean lets go find her, the kitchen is the best place to be. Lizzie started to laugh.

"Yeah for you it is," Lizzie said as she started to walk towards the kitchen. 'There you go Gordon, win her with laughter,' he said to himself. "Hey mom."

"Hi there Lizzie.... and Gordo," Mrs. McGuire said as she looked up from a pile of papers she had on the kitchen table. She quickly scooped them up and hid them from there sight. Lizzie gave her mom a confusing look.

'Hey Mrs. G," Gordo said over to her.

" I was just going over the details of the players in tomorrows party.," Mrs. McGuire told the both of them. "It's no fair if you guys see who everyone."

"Oh, I didn't mean to walk in on you, if you want me and Gordo can leave you," Lizzie said as she started to push Gordo towards the living room.

"No, you don't have to go," Mrs. McGuire said as she got out of her chair. "So what's up."

"Well Gordo and I just came in to see if you needed any help with things," Lizzie asked her mom. Mrs. McGuire smiled at the two of them.

"That's very sweet of you guys," She said as she pulled a piece of paper from her pile. " I actually have a list of a few things that I haven't finished. It would help me a tremendous if you guys could do a couple"

"Sure no problem, that's why we came in here," Lizzie said to her mom as she took the list from her. Lizzie skimmed through the short list of things:

Things to do for the party

1.) roll up the silverware into napkins

2.) vacuum the living room rugs and dinner table area

3.) make sure there's enough ice made

"This should be a piece of cake," she told her mom.

" I appreciate the help, there's not much more to do," Mrs. McGuire told them. Lizzie handed the list to Gordo who read the three things on there. 'At least there wasn't a bunch of stuff,' Gordo thought to himself. 'The things you do for love. If that's what you would call this.'