I am so mad at Lizzie at the moment that I am tempted to hit her. She is SO rude sometimes. Now Miranda is sitting there, all embarrassed, looking down at her plate.

"Lizzie, you jerk. Don't say things like that!" I handed her the pancakes and bacon, just to shut her up.

"Listen," Miranda said, standing up, "I'm gonna...head out, ya know? I have tons of unpacking to do at home and stuff. Bye Lizzie." She ran upstairs to get her bag, and didn't even say bye to me.

I scowled at Lizzie on last time, and ran upstairs to talk to Miranda.

She was sitting on the edge of Lizzie's bed, biting her nails.

"You know, Lizzie's just really cranky in the morning." I leaned against the doorway. "Don't pay attention to her."

Miranda smiled at me nervously. "I wasn't flirting with you. That would be totally WRONG. I wasn't flirting."

"No, you weren't. You just have...a naturally fun and bubbly personality."

Miranda laughed. "You are so strange." She smiled, and picked up her bag. "Bye Matt."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

That afternoon I was sitting on the couch, trying to reading Tuck Everlasting for school but really only thinking of how Miranda looks when she blushes.

Suddenly I heard the door slam, and Lizzie came barreling into the room. "Dweeb. Up. Now."

Matt stared at her. "I'm sitting here!"

"Get up!!!"

"Why are you always so mean to me?"

Lizzzie stared at him. "Because you're a loser,a nd you make me mad."

"What did I do this time? I was sitting here?"

Lizzie shrugged, softening. "I...don't know. Habit."

"Well break it."

Lizzie smiled at me. "I'm sorry for being so mean sometimes, but I've been really stressed lately. See, theres this thing with Miranda and....oh, you wouldn't understand!"

"Yes, I do," I said, grinning, "We've talked."

Lizzie tilted her head. "Whats going on with you two?"

I stood up, and starting to walk toward the stairs, my book in my hand. "I don't know, " I said, my grin growing wider, "I don't know..."

~~~~~~~~~~

The woke up the next day, Saturday, on the floor. I pulled off my pajamas and pulled on jeans and a T-shirt. The smell of sausage was coming from downstairs, and I took a deep breath. "Thank you, Mom..." I whispered.

I ran downstairs, only to have a plate of sausage and biscuits shoved into my arms. "Don't expect this often. We're going to minigolf today, 3:00 PM sharp, be ready."

I smiled as she ran upstairs. She wasn't that bad.

Suddenly the phone rang. I grabbed it before it could finish the first ring. "Hello?"

"This is Melina."

I smiled. "Have you come begging for me back, Melina?"

"No, you egotistical dirk. I don't want you back. I have a new boyfriend. But I just want back Thomas."

I froze. "Thomas...the teddy?"

"Yes. We're broken up. You can't sleep with my stuffed animals anymore, you loser."

I heard a click, then she was gone.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Omigosh! Hole in one!"

Lizzie jumped up and down, and I smiled. "Way to go."

Miranda leaned on her club, and stared up at the giant gnome hovering above us. "Lets just get to the next hole. That thing is freaking me out!"

Lizzie rolled her eyes, and clasped Gordo's hand. "Okay. To hole number 5!"

I saw Miranda wince when Lizzie took Gordo's hand. Did Lizzie have to be so insensitive. No, she didn't have to break up with Gordo, but did she have to hold his hand all the time, and KISS in front of Miranda?

The next hole had a pond, and a little mini waterfall. Lizzie was going to sit down on a rock when she suddenly tripped, and fell face forward on the ground. "Oww!"

I looked at her knee. She had hit it on a rock, and it was bleeding.

"Ow!!!"

"Maybe they have band-aids at the desk," Gordo suggested, "I'm sure this happens all the time." Miranda snorted, and Lizzie stuck out her tongue.

"I'm going to get a band-aid."

"I'll go with you," Gordo said.

And this is how I was left with Miranda.

Alone.

On a mini-gold course.

Miranda sat down on a rock next to the pond. I sat down next to her. "That was so Lizzie-like," Miranda said, "To trip and fall. I missed that when I was in Mexico." She laughed. I wanted to make her laugh.

"Not all us McGuires are clumsy," I said, standing up on the rock, "Some of us are quite...graceful." I walked to the next rock, and spun around.

Miranda laughed. Suddenly, I lost my balance. Miranda grabbed onto me, but only suceeded in being pulled into the water with me. "Very graceful!"

We both laughed hysterically, soaking wet in the middle of a foot deep pong. She helped me up, and then I stopped laughing. I looked right into her eyes. This was it. The perfect chance.

I kissed Miranda Sanchez.

It wasn't a long, sloppy kiss. It wasn't a peck on the cheek either. It was a medium, perfect, sweet kiss. Pulling back, Miranda stared at me. "Matt...." I heard, "I don't like you like that. You're twelve, and I'm 15. Are you crazy?"

But that was only what I heard in my mind.

Miranda laughed. "Matt, did you hear me?!" she cried, smiling, "I think I'm falling for you!" I smiled. Miranda grinned back, and just to reassure me, she pulled me by my soaking wet collar into a wonderful, perfect kiss.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

There!!!! Finally, a kiss! But they're going to have to keep it a secret! The nextc hapter will be out tonight!