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Chapter 5: The Right Stuff

GORDO'S JOURNAL

Well, the plan followed through. In the middle of it, I was thinking of how this is not like me. Responsible, trust-worthy David Gordon would never do this kind of thing. I'm always the one who says that doing this kind of stuff "is wrong" and you should be yourself and they should like you.

I still think this is true, but I am just giving Lizzie the little extra nudge that she needs. She needs to know that it's not always about looks, but I thought she realized that on the trip. I know she loves my personality, I just don't know about my look. That is what I'm trying to find out.

Miranda picked out my wardrobe. It was actually really simple. I just got a beanie, and put all of my hair in it. Then I bought sunglasses that you couldn't see into from the outside, but were clear inside. Then I just wore my usual pants and bought some new "Ethan-like" shirts. The final touch was my shoes. I got cool combat boots to wear that made me appear a couple of inches taller. All of this cut into my savings, but hopefully it will be worth it. Miranda said she couldn't recognize me at all.

We also had to think about the 2 classes I had with Lizzie. I would have to bring extra clothes to change in and shoes. I would have to get "Steve" to make an excuse during lunch not to see her so he could "become" Gordo. I think this might be harder than we though.

If you were wondering, we picked the last name "Madison" because it was close to "McGuire" in the alphabet. In some classes, we have to sit in alphabetical order, so this would mean I would sit close to Lizzie. Get what I'm trying to say?

I can't help but feel like Tudgeman when Lizzie and me gave him a makeover to go to Miranda's party. I am hoping this goes as well as it did then.

I had first period with Lizzie. She looked so beautiful, not that she doesn't everyday. I sat in the desk across from hers. I kind of feel like a stalker, just staring at her and smiling, but she doesn't know it's me, so I guess its ok for now.

When she finally spoke to me, I tried to be a little mysterious; trying to make her want to know more about me.

I think I succeeded. I still feel a little uncomfortable. Right after she walked out the classroom to go to History, I ran to the bathroom to change my clothes. I think if I run this much twice a day, I will lose a couple of pounds.

Hopefully, this wont have to go on to long, and she will realize my reasons for doing this.

Gordo

LIZZIE'S JOURNAL

Next period was history. I could not concentrate at all. I kept thinking of Steve! He seemed like someone I would like to know better. I was saving a seat for Gordo right next to me, but he seemed weirdly late. The bell rang, and in comes Gordo rushing to the seat I saved.

"Hey.Mcguire" Gordo said gasping for air.

"Whoa, slow down Gordo! Why are you so out of breath?"

"Uh, my locker was jammed, and I had practically get a crowbar to get it undone." He finally stammered out.

"Oh, that sucks."

Our history teacher walked in, and gave us an assignment that we could do in pairs. Gordo and me got into pairs and, like the rest of the class, were not worried about the assignment. No big deal, I'll do it in study hall.

"So, how was first period?" Gordo asked.

"It was actually pretty good, great actually."

"Great? How can algebra be great?" Gordo questioned.

"Well they had this guy and." I stopped right there. Why did I say that? I know Gordo likes me, and now on the first day of school I start talking to a new guy when I'm suppose to be thinking about me and Gordo's relationship. I'm such a horrible person.

Gordo's face looked like he was going to cry. "Oh, that's good, who is he?"

He wants to know who he is? Is this David Gordon I'm speaking to?

"Um, Steve Madison"

"Nice"

"Yea, he really is. He's hot too. Like Ethan Craft hot." Great. Just great. Now I'm talking about how hot he is.

"That's great McGuire. If you're happy, I'm happy." Gordo replied.

I knew he did not mean that. I could see it in his face. The bell rang, and he left with a short, "Bye I'll see you at lunch". He left me standing there with the guilt of stabbing my best friend in the heart.

How could I have said all of those things?

Off to 3rd period.oh, Steve will be there!! STOP IT LIZZIE!!! YOU'RE HORRIBLE!!

XoXoXo,

Heartless Lizzie

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