Disclaimer: After seven chapters, must I keep saying that I don't own Lizzie McGuire and any songs that I put in here unless I say otherwise?

A/N: The reason I haven't been updating? Severe writer's block. And plotting what I will do for this story. AND I HAVE THE POWER! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :sees people staring at him: Okay...anyway, I will be incorporating songs into this without really making it a songfic, so wish me luck. Now, on with the show! And I don't know how much time it would take Andrew to heal, so I guessed.

Chapter 9-Love and Basketball

Two months later, Andrew was out of the hospital and pretty much back to normal. He was hanging out with Gordo one day, because the girls had gone shopping, and quite frankly the two boys would have rather had dental surgery than go shopping. So, they were at Gordo's, and were talking about random guy things...

"That's why Sonic is such a cool character!" Andrew exclaimed.

"Look, can we talk about something?" Gordo asked with worry and sincerity in his voice. Andrew saw his face and heard his tone and his expression changed from a smile to a look of concern.

"Sure, what's up?"

"Well, remember that whole fiasco I had with Miranda two months ago?"

"How could I forget?" Andrew sang. Gordo just gave him a look. "Pearl Jam, 'Jeremy'...just go on."

"Well, I may have realized something. I...don't actually think...Miranda was the...one I was after..."

Andrew raised his eyebrows. "I knew it!" he screamed.

"How?!"

"It's obvious. Before I became friends with you guys, I notcied you staring at Lizzie, smelling her hair, acting all goofy around her. So, when you said you liked Miranda that day when you were talking to Mr. Jehle, I realized that you were just subconsciously using Miranda as a distraction to get over your feelings for Lizzie."

Gordo just looked at him. "That's...insightful."

"I'm good," Andrew said coolly, smoothing his short brown hair. "So, what are you going to do about it?"

"Nothing."

"Why not?"

"Because then I will ruin the longest friendship I've ever had. I know she doesn't feel the same way."

"How?"

"Because I'm Gordo and she's Lizzie. And that's all it will ever be."

"I happen to disagree, but I'm not going to force you into doing anything you don't want to do. I'm here if you need a pair of good ears, though."

"Thanks. Oh, by the way, the school district is having a basketball tournament. Are you going to join?"

"Yeah, I guess. How about you?"

"Yeah. This growth spurt did me good. There's gonna be over 200 participants. We'd better be in top shape if either one of us is going to win." He gave Andrew a dumbbell. "Starting now."

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Meanwhile, Lizzie and Miranda were at the mall, shopping in just about every store, searching for the right clothes and accessories. They, too, were just randomly chatting.

"And then Ethan did this flexing thing and he looked SO TOTALLY HOT!" Lizzie exclaimed.

"Um, Lizzie? Can I ask you something?"

"Of course. You can ask me anything, Miranda."

"Well, does it ever bother you that we don't have boyfriends?"

"Of course it bothers me. We're 15. We're at that stage in our lives where we are supposed to be dating, meeting guys, kissing said guys later. But, we're not doing any of that."

"Why does no one seem interested in us? I mean, the only guys that talk to us are Gordo and Andrew. No other guy even comes near us. Is there something wrong with us?"

"I don't think so. I mean, we're pretty...aren't we?"

"I'm not so sure, anymore. Although, we do have two great guys right in front of us. You think...?"

"What?! No way!" A pensive expression appeared on Lizzie's face. "Although...I do think that Andrew may be into you."

Miranda's face brightened. "Really? What makes you say that?"

"Remember that night at the hospital?"

-Flashback-

"Andrew, can I ask you something?" Lizzie asked.

"You just did," Andrew said smiling, getting a chuckle from Lizzie.

"My question is: What is wrong with you?"

"Um, Lizzie, he's been shot and he's in a hospital bed. I don't think this is the time to ask a question like that," Miranda interjected.

"No, wait. I want to see where she's going with this," Andrew responded before Lizzie could.

"What I mean is, you stopped that guy for attempted rape of Miranda and I, and then you try and stop him from mugging us. Didn't you realize he would smarten up the second time and carry a weapon? Why do you have to play the hero?" Lizzie emphasized the last part of her interrogation.

"I have my reasons," Andrew replied, turning to Miranda and smiling. She caught his smile and returned it, a little unsure of what was going on.

-End Flashback-

"See, you stuck up for him when you thought I was insulting him, AND he smiled at you. There are signals, Miranda."

"Yeah, I guess. Well, let's go home. I don't even want to shop anymore."

"Me neither. I think the guys are at Gordo's. Let's stop by."

As they walked away, Miranda thought about what Lizzie had said.

'Maybe he does like me. He is kind of cute, and he's definitely a sweet guy. Who knows? Maybe it will happen. But, I think I have a way to find out...'

And Lizzie just wondered why she didn't have anyone interested in her.

A/N: If you don't review, I can't know what you think. I don't have psychic powers! Until next time...