(I don't own these character's...........I just love to watch)
Lizzie opened her eyes as the morning light came rushing in.
"It's about time you got up," Mrs. McGuire said as she pulled up Lizzie's blinds. "We have a full day ahead of us." Lizzie laid in bed as her dream started to slowly slip away. "I'll give you some privacy as I go wake up Matt," Mrs. McGuire said as she headed out of Lizzie's room. Lizzie sat up in her bed, dumb founded by her dream. "Man, what did I eat before I went to bed," she said out loud. 'Gordo and I husband and wife,' she thought to herself. "And Miranda and Matt once went out.'
"Ewww," Lizzie said as she tried to shake the thought out of her head. "No more late night snacks for me." The Miranda and Matt part had really gotten to her but when she actually thought about the way Gordo was in her dream, it actually made her smile. "Mrs. Gordon," Lizzie said out loud as she got out of her bed. It didn't sound to bad.
"Don't you mean Mrs. Craft," Matt said as he peaked in through Lizzie's door. "Get out of here you dork," Lizzie yelled at her brother. Matt started to make kissing noises as he pretended to kiss a face in mid air. "How would you know unless you were lurking around in my room? If you don't get out I'm telling mom and making sure you don't get to go to the party." Matt dropped his hands down to his sides and raced out of the room knowing that Lizzie would make good on her threat. 'Man do I hate little brothers', Lizzie thought as she walked over to the door and closed it. She then walked back to her bed and checked the time on her clock " Ten thirty-five." She knew that Miranda usually didn't wake up past eleven on the weekend but she had to tell her about her dream. Lizzie picked up her phone and dialed Miranda's number.
"Hello," Miranda said.
"You're actually up," Lizzie said in shock.
" Yeah, this party has me so excited I actually woke up at seven on a weekend," Miranda said with a little laugh.
"Wow, that's pretty early for you," Lizzie said as she laughed back.
"Your telling me," Miranda said. "I actually felt like it was a school day when I got up. My parents weren't even up yet."
"My mom just got me up a few minutes ago. I was just calling to tell you about my weird dream. It was in the future and you had your own band," Lizzie started to say.
"Way cool," Miranda said with excitement.
"Yeah it was actually pretty cool. Miranda the rock star," Lizzie said to her. "But the bad side of my dream was that my brother and you had been going out for a year and he left you."
"What, Lizzie how could you even dream that me and matt had...had...," Miranda started to snap, "....had gone out. I mean me and matt. A couple. That's just wrong. And there would be no way that the little twerp would be leaving me. I would have defiantly dumped him.
"Miranda, get a grip," Lizzie said to her friend. "You two have never really gone out, it's just a dream I'm talking about."
" I know that Lizzie it's just you know there's no way that he would of dumped me," Miranda said to her.
"It wasn't like that in my dream," Lizzie said as she tried to remember how her dream went. "Matt actually made something out of his life. He was a very well educated doctor. Seems like he was moving to New York and you were to stubborn to go with him.
"Your calling me stubborn," Miranda asked her.
"No, no, Miranda I'm talking about my dream here," Lizzie said as she tried to calm her friend down. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to have told her about the dream. " I just wanted to tell you what happened."
"So in your dream I'm trying to become a rock star and your brother dumped me," Miranda said to her. "Does sound pretty weird."
"Well that's not even the weirdest part," Lizzie said as she started to debate on telling her friend that she had dreamed about Gordo as her husband." I was happily married....."
"So you're telling me in your dream your married to Ethan Craft and I'm the rejected by your monster of a brother."
"No, Miranda would you just get off the whole my brother dumping you thing," Lizzie said to her. "Would it make you happier if I said you dumped him."
"Yeah actually it would," Miranda said with a smile.
"Fine in my dream you broke it off with my brother," Lizzie said. "Now can I continue with my dream."
"Sure go ahead," Miranda said triumphily.
"Well I was married but not to Ethan...," Lizzie started to say.
"Oh please don't tell me that you were married to Larry," Miranda said to her.
" No, not even close," Lizzie said to her. " I was married to.........Gordo."
"You and Gordo," Miranda asked.
"Yeah," Lizzie answered.
"You were Mrs. Gordon," Miranda asked her.
"Well yeah, if Gordo was my husband in the dream than that would have made me Mrs. Gordon," Lizzie told her.
"So you and Gordo," Miranda repeated.
"Yes, me and Gordo. I was Mrs. Gordon. Gordo and I," Lizzie said with a little annoyance in her voice. "I was married to Gordo, and I was happy."
"Man, I can't believe you like Gordo," Miranda said with a slight laugh.
"What, how do you get that from my dream," Lizzie asked her.
"Well you were married to the man, that must mean something," Miranda said to her.
"That doesn't mean that I like him like that," Lizzie said to her. "If your going to say that than you must like matt."
"Now wait a minute," Miranda said with a little annoyance. "This wasn't my dream Lizzie, it was yours. I'm just saying if your dreaming of Gordo being your husband than maybe you need to look closer at your feelings for the guy." Lizzie sat silent on the phone. She didn't know what to say. She hadn't ever really thought about Gordo that way. "I didn't mean to sound mean but its just you two are driving me nuts."
"What do you mean you two," Lizzie asked confused.
"I'm just saying I think you need to take some time and think it through. Why else would you be so worried about this dream if you didn't think it meant something," Miranda told her. "I'm going to have to let you go Lizzie, I'll see you at the party."
"Ok, bye," Lizzie said as she hung up the phone. The whole reason she called Miranda was to get reassurance that her dream meant nothing, but all it left her feeling was a whole lot confused. Could her dream be telling her that she liked Gordo more than a friend?
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