Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire.
Summary: This is just from the end of "Bye Bye Hillridge Junior High" and on. Since, there are no more new episodes, I figured my imagination was the next best thing.
Author's Note: This is my first fanfic so bare with me. If I seem to be writing the characters very out of character, just tell me and I'll work on it.
What will happen?
Chapter 1: What was that?!
Lizzie's POV:
Just as the cameraman clicked for the picture to be taken, I felt my lips on Gordo's soft cheek. It was mind boggling that I was even doing this, but if what Kate had told me was right and if what I had just read was true, then my feelings for Gordo weren't one-sided. Hopefully, I was right. But, then, the thought crossed my mind as I pulled away, what if I was wrong? What if he didn't like me? What if I had just wanted it to be that way? What had I just done?
Now, the boy I had grown up with was looking at me incredulously. It wasn't a look that I liked too much. To me, it was more of a, "Why do you just do that look?" and I got even more nervous if that is possible. Luckily, the end of lunch bell rang, and I was finally freed from this craziness. I quickly gave Gordo the shortest goodbye and ran off to my next class, leaving him there even more confused.
Gordo's POV:
What just happened? Did Lizzie just kiss my cheek? Am I even awake? Good, the picture is over. I looked over at Lizzie in disbelief. I could not even imagine that this great beauty had just graced my cheek with her lips. I was never going to wash my cheek again! OK, Gordo, that is a little extreme, yes? I'll just wait as long as I can to wash it. As I was looking at Lizzie, she looked like a deer caught in headlights. Maybe she just meant that as a friendly peck and not what I was hoping for. Yeah, that was it. Why would anyone as great as Lizzie McGuire want a lowly best friend? I had to say something though. More importantly, what? What could I say now that wouldn't spill everything that I've been feeling for her and would still help me discover her true intentions? Just as I was about to stutter something, anything, the lunch bell rang and she left just as fast as that kiss had been. I was devastated. This moment, her fleeing, it had to mean that it wasn't what I thought; it wasn't what I wanted. Great. What was I to do now? Well, Gordon, you've just screwed this up, go to your next class, think of someway to cover yourself in this, and somehow talk to Lizzie.
A/N: All right, here you are. The first Chapter. What do you think? REVIEW! Flame, give me criticism, love, whatever. Just please help me make this a good first fic! Oh, and there will be dialogue.
Summary: This is just from the end of "Bye Bye Hillridge Junior High" and on. Since, there are no more new episodes, I figured my imagination was the next best thing.
Author's Note: This is my first fanfic so bare with me. If I seem to be writing the characters very out of character, just tell me and I'll work on it.
What will happen?
Chapter 1: What was that?!
Lizzie's POV:
Just as the cameraman clicked for the picture to be taken, I felt my lips on Gordo's soft cheek. It was mind boggling that I was even doing this, but if what Kate had told me was right and if what I had just read was true, then my feelings for Gordo weren't one-sided. Hopefully, I was right. But, then, the thought crossed my mind as I pulled away, what if I was wrong? What if he didn't like me? What if I had just wanted it to be that way? What had I just done?
Now, the boy I had grown up with was looking at me incredulously. It wasn't a look that I liked too much. To me, it was more of a, "Why do you just do that look?" and I got even more nervous if that is possible. Luckily, the end of lunch bell rang, and I was finally freed from this craziness. I quickly gave Gordo the shortest goodbye and ran off to my next class, leaving him there even more confused.
Gordo's POV:
What just happened? Did Lizzie just kiss my cheek? Am I even awake? Good, the picture is over. I looked over at Lizzie in disbelief. I could not even imagine that this great beauty had just graced my cheek with her lips. I was never going to wash my cheek again! OK, Gordo, that is a little extreme, yes? I'll just wait as long as I can to wash it. As I was looking at Lizzie, she looked like a deer caught in headlights. Maybe she just meant that as a friendly peck and not what I was hoping for. Yeah, that was it. Why would anyone as great as Lizzie McGuire want a lowly best friend? I had to say something though. More importantly, what? What could I say now that wouldn't spill everything that I've been feeling for her and would still help me discover her true intentions? Just as I was about to stutter something, anything, the lunch bell rang and she left just as fast as that kiss had been. I was devastated. This moment, her fleeing, it had to mean that it wasn't what I thought; it wasn't what I wanted. Great. What was I to do now? Well, Gordon, you've just screwed this up, go to your next class, think of someway to cover yourself in this, and somehow talk to Lizzie.
A/N: All right, here you are. The first Chapter. What do you think? REVIEW! Flame, give me criticism, love, whatever. Just please help me make this a good first fic! Oh, and there will be dialogue.