A/N: I do not own Lizzie, Miranda, Gordo, Matt, or any other characters in the show. However, the plot does belong to me.

I've been amazed at the good reviews I've been getting. I'm shocked that you guys actually like it… I'm going to be posting more stuff soon, so if ya'll want, you can check it out. Anyway. On with Chapter 2. Hope ya'll like it.

LIZZIE'S POV

As I walked the rather long walk home from school, I was completely lost in my thoughts. I was a little confused as to why I had stuck up for Gordo earlier. I mean, yeah, sure, he's been my best friend since… since forever, but I chose GORDO over ETHAN. Is that fact scaring anyone besides myself?

I continued, taking my time, when my 12 year old brother, Matt, caught up with me. "Hey, Lizzie", he chirped happily.

I gave him my best 'Are-you-on-crack' look. "Hey, Matt… What are you so happy about?"

He shrugged, trying to appear innocent. "Nothing." It was SO obvious he was lying… he thinks he's so clever… he's not.

"Spill, Matt McGuire!"

He looked at me. "Fine, but you HAVE to swear not to tell anyone else."

I was becoming impatient. "I won't. Now tell me already."

"I've got a girlfriend.", he whispered.

"HUH? You have a girlfriend? You've got to be kidding me. I mean, come on-"

"Hey, Liz." I was cut off by Gordo. I looked at him. He was looking exceptionally good today. If I didn't know better, I would say I was starting to fall for him. Not just because of his looks, but because of his personality. To tell the truth, I'd fallen in love with his personality years ago. I mean, who wouldn't? He's such a sweetheart. He really cares about people. And he's been there for me more times than I can count.

I smiled, suddenly a bit nervous and anxious. Did my hair look alright? I touched it, self-consciously. "Hey, Gordo.", I stared at my feet, "What's up?"

He shook his head, his unruly, yet cute curls bouncing. "Not a whole lot. You?"

"Same." Gosh. I am such a dork!!! I mean, honestly, he must be thinking I'm a dumb blonde… Wait a minute!!!! Why was I suddenly nervous about talking to my best friend? This was just Gordo. I had nothing to worry about…

He nodded. "So, what were you and Matt arguing about a few seconds ago?" He pointed at my brother, who at the moment, was skipping happily down the sidewalk, singing "A Moment Like This" by Kelly Clarkson. He gave me a weird look. "Never mind. I don't think I want to know."

I laughed. "He's got a 'girlfriend', apparently. And about the singing… maybe he's planning to serenade her later?"

He laughed this time, his eyes crinkling as he smiled. I looked up, and to my disappointment, we were standing at my driveway. This sucks, I thought, I don't want Gordo to leave yet. I frowned, and apparently my disappointment showed.

"What's wrong, Lizzie?" He appeared to be genuinely concerned.

I shook my head quickly. "Nothing."

"Can I hang out at your house a while? I really don't want to go home. My parents have been driving me CRAZY lately!"

I looked at my best friend. "You don't need to ask. You're always welcome here." I dug the house key out of my fuzzy orange handbag. "My parents aren't home at the moment, though."

Gordo looked lost in thought, and, when he escaped from the sea of ideas entering his head he looked nervous. He swallowed hard. "That's… great, Lizzie. This should be the perfect time for me to tell you something."