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AN/ Sorry it took so long to update! I hope you enjoy this next chapter! =D
Lizzie walked to her next class alone.
She sat down in her seat, and opened her notebook.
If she concentrated on doodling, then maybe she could forget about the fight that had just taken place.
It was no use.
No matter how many times she doodled Ethan Craft's name, she still could think of no one else, but Gordo.
Miranda came and sat beside her.
"Lizzie, are you okay?" Miranda asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Lizzie said.
Gordo sat down next to Miranda.
"Hey Gordo, you okay?" Miranda wanted to know.
"Yeah, I'm okay," he told her, with a slight shrug.
Lizzie leaned over toward Miranda, "Why are you conversing with the enemy?"
"Excuse me?" Miranda asked.
"Miranda, why are you talking to Lizzie? We're mad at her. Remember?" Gordo questioned.
"No, I remember you being mad at her. How did I get involved?" Miranda asked.
Just then the bell rang, and the Mr. Dig walked in, "Good morning, class."
Lizzie glanced at Gordo.
He was glaring at her.
She hated fighting with her friends.
Miranda was sitting in the middle, looking trapped.
Lizzie tried to concentrate on what Mr. Dig was saying, but everything he said seemed to go in one ear and out the other.
"Well, that's the end of class for the day." Mr. Dig announced.
Lizzie jumped at the sound of the bell.
When they climbed on the bus, Lizzie sat by the window, putting her backpack in the seat beside her. This way no one could sit next to her.
Gordo sat down beside someone else, so that Lizzie or Miranda couldn't sit down beside him. He didn't even bother to see who it was.
Miranda rolled her eyes, and not looking, sat down beside someone.
"Hi, Miranda." Larry Tudgeman said.
Miranda turned to face the occupant of the seat next to her.
"Tudgeman?" she asked horrified.
"That's my name, don't wear it out," he smiled.
Miranda almost gagged.
"Gordo, this is a cheerleader only seat." Kate informed him.
Gordo rolled his eyes, and hoped he wasn't sitting by whom he thought he was sitting by.
He was.
He was sitting next to Kate Sanders.
"Kate, as much as I hate to hear that annoying voice of yours, and as much as I hate sitting next to you, there's no other seat available."
"Yes, there is. Just move Lizzie's backpack, and sit there." Kate instructed him.
"Uh, no thanks. I'll pass," he said, glancing at Lizzie's seat a few rows ahead of him.
"Whatever, I'm getting off at this stop anyway." Kate said, climbing off the bus.
Lizzie glanced at her watch.
She really wanted to get home.
Gordo cringed, staring at the passing scenery; he still had several stops to go until he could get off at his house.
Miranda frowned, how long was this ride going to take.
She hated being stuck in the middle of Lizzie and Gordo's fight.
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