Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire! Hence "fanfiction"
The next morning I climbed onto the bus and sat beside Gordo. I turned to face him.
"Gordo, I'm sorry for what I said yesterday. It came out all wrong."
"Most conversations begin with 'hi', but all right," Gordo responded.
"Hey, I'm trying to be serious here. Kate gets to me sometimes. She knows just what to
say to make me mad," I explained.
"No, it's perfectly okay. I understand that you kissed Aaron Carter and Frankie Muniz. I
understand that pretty boy Ronnie was once your boyfriend and Ethan Craft is your long-time
crush. I just don't fit into that category." Gordo slumped into the seat and turned his gaze to the
window.
Gordo is taking this harder than I thought. All I wanted was to defend myself when Kate
insulted me. The last thing I want is to upset Gordo.
The bus pulled up to the school and we parted in our separate ways. I doodled and
daydreamed my way through my morning classes, and finally, lunch came.
"Hey!" I greeted Gordo as I sat down at our usual table, sure to start the convo with a hi.
"Ready to switch yearbooks?" he asked.
"Definitely," I said, not admitting that I had already read the beginning. We silently ate
and I began to write.
Gordo~
You've been here for me, for as long as I can remember. You help we with
everything from homework, to friends, to guys. I've had so many "crisis' " in middle school that
I don't know how you can stand me! But you're here no matter what, and that's why I love you.
Love always, Lizzie
When I capped my pen, I reread what I wrote. I decided it sounds corny, but it's the truth
and he deserves to know. I looked up from his yearbook and noticed that Gordo was through with
mine too.
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That afternoon when I got home from school, I was finally alone. The perfect opportunity
to read the rest of what Gordo wrote.
Lizzie~
You rock. Don't ever change! And only, I really mean it. Lizzie, I like you...as
more than a friend. But don't worry, I know that I'm not good enough for someone as beautiful
and fun as you are. You deserve better. I'm content being your best friend.
Love, Gordo a.k.a. Confused Guy
I was in shock. I knew that Gordo liked me, but nobody has ever said anything this sweet
to me. But what does Confused Guy mean? It sounds familiar.
I came crashing back down to earth as the holy terror interrupted my thoughts.
"Lizzie's got a love letter! Lizzie's got a love letter!" Matt sang. I hadn't noticed that the
spiky haired eleven year-old had been reading over my shoulder.
"Lizzie, is this true?" Dad demanded as he walked into the family room.
"Can't anyone get some privacy around here?" I shrieked.
"Is it from Ethan Craft?" Dad asked, completely ignoring what I had just said.
"Nope its from Gordo!" Matt informed the entire world.
"What's from Gordo?" Mom had entered the room.
"A love note!" Matt chirped. Mrs McGuire smiled.
"It was only a matter of time," Mom stated simply.
"What in the world do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, your crush on Ethan Craft was just silly fun, but ever since you two were little I
knew that you and Gordo would realize your feelings for each other when the time was right. It
was just a matter of when you realized it, sweetie."
"But that's just it! I'm too late. Gordo thinks I only like popular guys, but that's just not
true," I explained.
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That night I logged onto the internet in hopes for something similar to my situation in an
advice column, when an email popped up.
To: Lizzeles22
From: RandaSingz55
Date: Tuesday 5:15pm
Subject: Good News!
Hey Lizzie! How are things going with Ronnie? Anyway, I have good news for you. First,
I'm coming home Friday! I really want to be with you and Gordo at graduation. And that brings
up my other news. I guess I got bored on this vacation or something, but I've been doing a lot of
thinking, and I think I like someone! Its...Gordo. I know I shouldn't like our best friend that way,
but I can't help it! Please don't tell anyone! Well I g2g, peace!
Love, Miranda
The next morning I climbed onto the bus and sat beside Gordo. I turned to face him.
"Gordo, I'm sorry for what I said yesterday. It came out all wrong."
"Most conversations begin with 'hi', but all right," Gordo responded.
"Hey, I'm trying to be serious here. Kate gets to me sometimes. She knows just what to
say to make me mad," I explained.
"No, it's perfectly okay. I understand that you kissed Aaron Carter and Frankie Muniz. I
understand that pretty boy Ronnie was once your boyfriend and Ethan Craft is your long-time
crush. I just don't fit into that category." Gordo slumped into the seat and turned his gaze to the
window.
Gordo is taking this harder than I thought. All I wanted was to defend myself when Kate
insulted me. The last thing I want is to upset Gordo.
The bus pulled up to the school and we parted in our separate ways. I doodled and
daydreamed my way through my morning classes, and finally, lunch came.
"Hey!" I greeted Gordo as I sat down at our usual table, sure to start the convo with a hi.
"Ready to switch yearbooks?" he asked.
"Definitely," I said, not admitting that I had already read the beginning. We silently ate
and I began to write.
Gordo~
You've been here for me, for as long as I can remember. You help we with
everything from homework, to friends, to guys. I've had so many "crisis' " in middle school that
I don't know how you can stand me! But you're here no matter what, and that's why I love you.
Love always, Lizzie
When I capped my pen, I reread what I wrote. I decided it sounds corny, but it's the truth
and he deserves to know. I looked up from his yearbook and noticed that Gordo was through with
mine too.
******************************************************************************
That afternoon when I got home from school, I was finally alone. The perfect opportunity
to read the rest of what Gordo wrote.
Lizzie~
You rock. Don't ever change! And only, I really mean it. Lizzie, I like you...as
more than a friend. But don't worry, I know that I'm not good enough for someone as beautiful
and fun as you are. You deserve better. I'm content being your best friend.
Love, Gordo a.k.a. Confused Guy
I was in shock. I knew that Gordo liked me, but nobody has ever said anything this sweet
to me. But what does Confused Guy mean? It sounds familiar.
I came crashing back down to earth as the holy terror interrupted my thoughts.
"Lizzie's got a love letter! Lizzie's got a love letter!" Matt sang. I hadn't noticed that the
spiky haired eleven year-old had been reading over my shoulder.
"Lizzie, is this true?" Dad demanded as he walked into the family room.
"Can't anyone get some privacy around here?" I shrieked.
"Is it from Ethan Craft?" Dad asked, completely ignoring what I had just said.
"Nope its from Gordo!" Matt informed the entire world.
"What's from Gordo?" Mom had entered the room.
"A love note!" Matt chirped. Mrs McGuire smiled.
"It was only a matter of time," Mom stated simply.
"What in the world do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, your crush on Ethan Craft was just silly fun, but ever since you two were little I
knew that you and Gordo would realize your feelings for each other when the time was right. It
was just a matter of when you realized it, sweetie."
"But that's just it! I'm too late. Gordo thinks I only like popular guys, but that's just not
true," I explained.
******************************************************************************
That night I logged onto the internet in hopes for something similar to my situation in an
advice column, when an email popped up.
To: Lizzeles22
From: RandaSingz55
Date: Tuesday 5:15pm
Subject: Good News!
Hey Lizzie! How are things going with Ronnie? Anyway, I have good news for you. First,
I'm coming home Friday! I really want to be with you and Gordo at graduation. And that brings
up my other news. I guess I got bored on this vacation or something, but I've been doing a lot of
thinking, and I think I like someone! Its...Gordo. I know I shouldn't like our best friend that way,
but I can't help it! Please don't tell anyone! Well I g2g, peace!
Love, Miranda
