Zepher

Brownie points to reviewers! Yay! Ok, this chapter is in Lizzie's POV and it will continue right after the last chapter and up to when she calls Miranda. Just so you know.

Dkg: Yeah, the fact that Lizzie won't marry a guy who won't swing or play in the rain with her is in some story somewhere, but I'm not quite sure where. But I don't own it.

Disclaimer: DOLM!

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Gordo and Lizzie traipsed the puddles and the freezing water went into their sneakers. Lizzie giggled the whole time. Being Gordo, he pulled her close and waltzed with her in the rain.

The rain was still pouring, and it was cold. Lizzie shivered and Gordo stopped dancing for a minuet. "Are you cold?" he asked her, being his usual caring self.

"Just a little, I'm fine really." Lizzie replied. Gordo gave her a look and took off his jacket. Before she had time to protest, he slipped it over her shoulders.

"Better?" he asked.

"Yeah, thanks." she replied.

They stood there, silent. As if drawn by magnets, they leaned into each other. There, in the pouring rain, they shared their first kiss. (A/N-First with each other. Remember Brooke and Ronnie. This is before Bye Bye Hillridge. AU sort of thing.)

When they broke apart, both wore identical looks of shock.

"Wow." Lizzie said.

"Yeah, that about sums it up." Gordo commented. "We should get back. Your mom will be worried and Miranda'll be wanting you to call." he grinned good-naturally.

"Yeah." Lizzie said softly.

"I'll walk you home."

"Okay. I'd like that."

Gordo and Lizzie left the park, heading for Lizzie's house. They walked in silence, but each enjoyed the other's company.

"Gordo?" Lizzie spoke up suddenly.

"Yeah?"

"Does this make us-boyfriend and girlfriend?" she kept her eyes glued to the ground.

"Well-if you want us to be."

Lizzie's head snapped up and she looked at Gordo accusingly. "Are you asking me out?"

Gordo had to chuckle at that. "I guess you could say that."

"Well then, yes. I guess. I just hope Miranda won't feel left out and stuff."

Gordo beamed. "You mean it?"

"Yeah."

He threw his arms around her and she hugged him back. "Do you have any idea how long I have waited for that to happen?"

"Um, a long time?"

"Too long."

"I agree."

They walked on, and soon they reached Lizzie's house. "Come inside, you're soaked! Maybe you can borrow some clothes or something." Lizzie told Gordo.

"No, I really should get going." Gordo replied.

Lizzie sighed in exasperation. "Look, you are coming inside whether you like it or not. I'll make hot cocoa, and we can watch a movie. It's Friday, no school tomorrow."

Gordo relented. "Alright. But let me call my mom. I have to let her know I'm over here."

"Okay, you know where the phone is."

Lizzie made some hot cocoa while Gordo called his mom and then took the two mugs into the living room. She picked out a movie for them to watch and sat down on the couch. Gordo had just sit down beside her when Matt entered the room.

"What are you doing her, dork-breath?" Lizzie asked, standing up and glaring with her hands on her hips.

"Oh, nothing." Matt replied innocently. Lizzie stared him down and finally he said, "Alright, fine. If it's alright with you, royal pain in the neck, I want to talk to Gordo."

"No way!"

"Lizzie, why don't I talk to Matt and you can call Miranda. I know you're dying to." Gordo interrupted them before a fight broke out.

"Fine."

Gordo left the room with Matt and Lizzie climbed the stairs up to her room. She quickly dialed Miranda's number.

"Hello?" Miranda answered.

"Hey Miranda, it's Lizzie," replied Lizzie.. "I just got back from the park with Gordo." Lizzie had a huge smile on her face, and she sounded dreamy.

"Oooh!" Miranda squealed. "Tell me everything!"

"Well, when we left detention, we headed for the park..." Lizzie proceeded to tell the rest of the story. When she was finished, she glanced at the clock by her bed.

"Oh no!" she cried. "I have to go, Gordo's over and we're going to watch a movie."

"I'll leave you to it then." Miranda said with a mischevious grin. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

"Coming from you, that's not much a restriction." Lizzie replied wryly.

"Hey!"

"See you later."

"Bye." Lizzie hung up the phone and went back downstairs. She decided to get some marshmallows for her hot cocoa (It was still warm; it was really hot when she made it.) But stopped when she heard voices coming from the kitchen. She stopped to listen.

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Ok, so that was short. Leave me be. But you know, reviews help me write faster and write more. *Innocent grin* You guys know what to do!