The first day was weird.
It was kind of like walking through a dream. A bad one. The desks in homeroom were grouped in groups of four. Gordo took a seat across from Lizzie, and I took a seat next to him. Lizzie was quiet. The empty seat next to her was dark and foreboding.
She threw her backpack into it.
Then her eyes wandered across the room, where Kate was sitting with Claire and two other cheerleaders. Lizzie eyes stared at them longingly. She missed Kate so much; I could tell.
She finally managed to rip her eyes away from her ex-best friend. "So Miranda...want to spend the night friday."
She was trying to fill the hole that Kate had left up with me. And I was fine with that.
"Sure Lizzie!"
Lizzie grinned. "We can do lots of fun stuff, like eat ice cream, and watch scary movies, and call boys."
Stuff she and Kate used to love to do together, and I always fell like I was intruding opon.
Well, that was no more.
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"Mom, can I spend the night at Lizzie's friday?"
My mom sat on the couch. She was huge. In about a month I was going to have a baby sister named Cassandra. Cassandra and Miranda. Ugh. But we were going to call her Cassie.
"Sure, Miranda. Just be back by Saturday afternoon; your cousin Julia's coming to visit."
"Okay." I wasn't looking forward to it. Julia didn't speak much English.
I went to my room and picked up the phone. I dialed Gordo's number.
It rang three times before he picked it up. "Hello?"
"Hey Gordo. Its me." I felt closer to Gordo than Lizzie, and I needed someone to talk to. "Can we talk?"
"Sure."
"I mean, like, in person."
Gordo hesitated. "Is something wrong?"
"Just meet me at the park?"
"Of course." We hung up, and I went over to me closet.
I peeled off the clothes I had worn to school, and then pulled on some denim shorts and a cute blue tank top that said Angel in cursive white letters. I brushed my hair, put on my flip flops, and ran outside.
The park was a good ten minute walk, but it felt good to walk in the fresh air, alone. It gave me time to think.There was a light breeze that felt good when it ran through my short it.
"Well if it isn't Loozie's little sidekick, Miranda."
I stopped thinking, and looked in front of me. Claire stood there sneering, arms crossed. Kate stood beside her, trying to look cool, but looking a bit uncomfortable.
"What do you want?" I asked.
Claire looked at Kate, expectant. She wanted her to insult me. It was hard for Kate, I could tell. But not as hard as it would have been if I were Lizzie.
"Get out of our way, Dorkchez. We need to get by. We're on our way to Ethan Craft's house." She flashed a smirk, and pushed by.
I stared at her in utter horror. Why would Ethan ever want them around. I ran the rest of the way tp the park.
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"I just don't want Lizzie to get hurt."
Gordo and I sat on the swings, slowly going back and forth. The sun was going down, and it was getting a bit chilly. I wrapped my arms around me.
"Are you cold?"
I smiled at Gordo. "Well...a little bit." He took off his shirt (he always wore two) and wrapped it around me. The sleeves didn't go even past my elbows, but I felt warmer somehow.
"I think..." Gordo said, "That Lizzie will be okay. She'll be upset for awhile...Kate was her best friend. But you're a great person, Miranda. Anyone would who has you as a friend should count their blessings. I know I do."
I smiled. Gordo was so sweet. So sweet...
He tilted his head, his curls falling to one side. Before I knew it, his lips were on mine.
My first kiss.
He tasted like peppermint, and smelled like autumn. The kiss was short and sweet and perfect.
When I opened my eyes he was gone, and I was left there, warm but shivering in his shirt.
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It was kind of like walking through a dream. A bad one. The desks in homeroom were grouped in groups of four. Gordo took a seat across from Lizzie, and I took a seat next to him. Lizzie was quiet. The empty seat next to her was dark and foreboding.
She threw her backpack into it.
Then her eyes wandered across the room, where Kate was sitting with Claire and two other cheerleaders. Lizzie eyes stared at them longingly. She missed Kate so much; I could tell.
She finally managed to rip her eyes away from her ex-best friend. "So Miranda...want to spend the night friday."
She was trying to fill the hole that Kate had left up with me. And I was fine with that.
"Sure Lizzie!"
Lizzie grinned. "We can do lots of fun stuff, like eat ice cream, and watch scary movies, and call boys."
Stuff she and Kate used to love to do together, and I always fell like I was intruding opon.
Well, that was no more.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Mom, can I spend the night at Lizzie's friday?"
My mom sat on the couch. She was huge. In about a month I was going to have a baby sister named Cassandra. Cassandra and Miranda. Ugh. But we were going to call her Cassie.
"Sure, Miranda. Just be back by Saturday afternoon; your cousin Julia's coming to visit."
"Okay." I wasn't looking forward to it. Julia didn't speak much English.
I went to my room and picked up the phone. I dialed Gordo's number.
It rang three times before he picked it up. "Hello?"
"Hey Gordo. Its me." I felt closer to Gordo than Lizzie, and I needed someone to talk to. "Can we talk?"
"Sure."
"I mean, like, in person."
Gordo hesitated. "Is something wrong?"
"Just meet me at the park?"
"Of course." We hung up, and I went over to me closet.
I peeled off the clothes I had worn to school, and then pulled on some denim shorts and a cute blue tank top that said Angel in cursive white letters. I brushed my hair, put on my flip flops, and ran outside.
The park was a good ten minute walk, but it felt good to walk in the fresh air, alone. It gave me time to think.There was a light breeze that felt good when it ran through my short it.
"Well if it isn't Loozie's little sidekick, Miranda."
I stopped thinking, and looked in front of me. Claire stood there sneering, arms crossed. Kate stood beside her, trying to look cool, but looking a bit uncomfortable.
"What do you want?" I asked.
Claire looked at Kate, expectant. She wanted her to insult me. It was hard for Kate, I could tell. But not as hard as it would have been if I were Lizzie.
"Get out of our way, Dorkchez. We need to get by. We're on our way to Ethan Craft's house." She flashed a smirk, and pushed by.
I stared at her in utter horror. Why would Ethan ever want them around. I ran the rest of the way tp the park.
************
"I just don't want Lizzie to get hurt."
Gordo and I sat on the swings, slowly going back and forth. The sun was going down, and it was getting a bit chilly. I wrapped my arms around me.
"Are you cold?"
I smiled at Gordo. "Well...a little bit." He took off his shirt (he always wore two) and wrapped it around me. The sleeves didn't go even past my elbows, but I felt warmer somehow.
"I think..." Gordo said, "That Lizzie will be okay. She'll be upset for awhile...Kate was her best friend. But you're a great person, Miranda. Anyone would who has you as a friend should count their blessings. I know I do."
I smiled. Gordo was so sweet. So sweet...
He tilted his head, his curls falling to one side. Before I knew it, his lips were on mine.
My first kiss.
He tasted like peppermint, and smelled like autumn. The kiss was short and sweet and perfect.
When I opened my eyes he was gone, and I was left there, warm but shivering in his shirt.
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