DISCLAIMER: I still don't own Lizzie McGuire.. But I'm working on it, guys ;-)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, the cliffhanger I left you with last time had kind of a sour after taste (or at least that's the effect I was going for) and I hope to explain it in this chapter. So please please PLEASE review, I absolutely love feedback from you guys, and enjoy my story! P.s. Morbidity and all others: this chapter holds A LOT of surprises, and I hope it's just the right drama this story needs, let me know what you think!

My jaw dropped and I looked at Gordo in astonishment "Wha... Gordo... Gordo, what are you talking about?" I could feel my eyes widen as I listened to Gordo's hate filled words:

" I didn't believe Miranda when she told me, but its true. She said that you had gone so crazy over me that you are sending her crazy letters telling her to stay away from me, just because I like her. And now you're coming to me with the same story trying to turn me against Miranda. McGuire, you've really snapped- in a sick way."

I stared up at my best friend (or shall I say former best friend), what was he talking about? I was the one getting hate mail! I was the one being terrorized! And since when did Gordo like Miranda? I sunk into a seat in the cafeteria in awe, just as Miranda came up behind Gordo.

"Hey honey, how are you?" Gordo placed his arms around her waist and leaned in to kiss her forehead. I looked away, not wanting to believe that it was true, my best friends betraying me right before my eyes.

Just then, Miranda realized my presence next to them and nearly shouted, "BITCH! Get out of my sight!" and then turned back to

I couldn't take it anymore, my eyes filled with tears and I fled from the lunchroom, and made the mistake of looking back over my shoulder one last time. I could see Gordo and Miranda wrapped around each other in the middle of a kiss. Miranda's eyes laughed at me as she glared back at my stricken face and she deepened the kiss. I turned and ran. I didn't stop running until I hit a bathroom, and I collapsed hysterically in a stall. I let the reality of everything wash over me. The painful truth drowned me; this wasn't the Gordo and Miranda I knew, these weren't my two best friends... But I sobbed louder and told myself "Yes they are. yes they are."





ANOTHER AUTHOR'S NOTE: TA-DA! I hope that was enough drama for you guys, I tried my hardest. I'm gonna try to write an epilogue sometime soon, because I realize this is a very short story, but I kind of like it the way it is. So please review, and tell me what you think (note: I'm starting a new fic very soon- PLEASE look for it!) I love you guys! Thanks for reading my story!