Disclaimer: Considering this IS a fanfiction site, it wouldn't make sense if I owned these characters. Especially since this site doesn't accept original fiction stories anymore. Plus, if you've stuck with my story for this long, you all know that I own nothing.

A/N: To Bob, who left a review: we must have psychic vibe or something, because that's EXACTLY what I was going to do. Way to read my mind, man. Heh.

Chapter Ten:

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For both Lizzie and Gordo the days until the weekend, when they would venture on their test date, seemed to last forever. Both anticipated this date for similar and different reasons. Lizzie was incredibly anxious to discover if she really had feelings for Gordo.  Gordo was excited to finally take Lizzie somewhere where they could interact intimately.

It was 5pm and Lizzie was prepping herself for her big date. After her last check into the mirror, she walked downstairs and ran into her mother in the kitchen.

"So, the big date with Gordo, huh?" She smiled.

"Yeah." Lizzie said. "I don't look too nervous do I?" Since middle school, a special bond had formed between Lizzie and her mother. It wasn't the friendship that Lizzie had once tried to attain, but she found herself more comfortable talking to her mother about an array of subjects. When she first told her about the situation with Gordo, though she was quite nervous about the entire issue, she still felt more at ease talking with her mother about it than anyone else.

"Honey, you look fine." She affirmed. "And don't worry, everything's going to work out just fine. You and Gordo both care a lot about each other and even if it doesn't work out in a romantic sense, you'll always be best friends. You two have known each other all your lives and you've struggled through many other situations worse than this."

"Thanks, Mom." Lizzie smiled. She glanced at the clock. "I'm going to get going to Gordo's house. Thanks for everything mom, I'll see you later."

"Bye, Honey. Have fun." Jo called after her daughter as she walked away. She smiled to herself and continued with her housework.

Lizzie walked to Gordo's house, breathing deeply to ensure that she was calm when she got to his door. Once there, she pressed the doorbell and felt a slight feeling of deja-vous. The same nerves that pestered her a few days before had come back for a sequel to that performance.

Gordo opened the door and smiled at Lizzie. She smiled back and felt heart beginning to beat faster again.

"Hey!" He smiled. She returned his greeting. He called back to his parents in the house that he was leaving and would be back in a few hours. They began to walk down to the sidewalk and then to the movie theater. They were both extremely nervous and hadn't said anything to each other since he had opened the door. Somehow, and not explainable by himself or anyone else, Gordo found a large boat of courage and spoke up.

"Lizzie?" He asked. She turned her head and looked at him.

"Yeah?" She answered.

"Uh.. could I… hold your hand?" He said nervously and blushed. She returned the blush.

"..I'd like that." She said. The two teens entwined their hands and continued walking to the theater. The rest of the journey remained silent, but it didn't bother either of them. Gordo has been musing about how nice it felt to finally be holding Lizzie's hand and have it meant something. Lizzie was also thinking about this and trying to calm herself still. She had nearly reached a calm state, but once Gordo had taken a hold of her hand, she felt as if she'd been knocked back to square one. Once they reached the movie theater, Gordo paid for both of their tickets, even though Lizzie had protested. They sat in the movie theater, hands still connected.

About an hour had elapsed, and Gordo found himself bored by the movie. His mind was clearly focused on Lizzie and what could happen if everything went well for him. He looked over at her and admired the way she intently watched the movie. He knew that she hadn't seen this film before and she was also very interested in new things. Lizzie felt Gordo's eyes on her, and turned her head to face him as well. She smiled at him as they locked eyes.

Gordo didn't know what came over him, but he felt himself leaning in towards Lizzie and noticed her leaning in as well. It was as if two magnets were being attracted. Their lips met in a sweet, simple kiss. It only lasted a few seconds, but both were satisfied. Lizzie squeezed Gordo's hand slightly, smiled at him and turned her head back to the screen. Both were filled with an indescribable happiness.

Little did they know that they had been seen, attaching themselves by the lips in the theater. A few rows back sat a very disturbed any jealous boy. Overcome with anger, he decided then and there that he would tear the two apart and get Lizzie for himself. He smiled devilishly and left the theater to devise a plan. He WOULD get his way.

Yeah, it's mean to leave you hanging, but you have to admit – it's fun in the anxious way to sit around and wonder who/what/when/where/why.  I'll have the next chapter up soon. I don't like watching you guys suffer for too long.