Disclaimer: As much as I wish I could be the owner of something like Lizzie McGuire and all it's majesty, I am merely a fan who's got nothing better to do than create fiction stories. Heh.

Chapter Seventeen:

Lizzie's Viewpoint:

It was Saturday, the day that Miranda, Ronnie and Gordo would be over to hang out.  I was nervous about Ronnie, but luckily most of my discomfort that I had before had gone away.  I asked Gordo to come over earlier than the rest of the group because I knew that'd he'd help a lot in calming what was left of my nerves. The doorbell rang and I paced myself as I walked to the door.

"Hey!" I said as I opened the door.

"Hey yourself." He replied and then kissed me quickly before coming inside the house. "How are you feeling?"

"A little nervous, but better than before." I replied. We sat down on the couch and Gordo put his arms around and pulled me close.

"Don't worry about a thing, McGuire.  Everything will be fine. We're just going to hang out, what's the worse that can happen?" Gordo was so reassuring and I was so happy that I'd had him over before Miranda and Ronnie. My mom walked in a few minutes later to lay down some rules like she always did. I didn't like the way she still babied me, even thought I was now sixteen.

"Lizzie, I'll be out back working on the garden in case you need me. And-" she started. I cut her off.

"I know, Mom. I need to behave myself and present myself in an acceptable manner. I know." I said.

"Okay, Honey. You kids have fun, and if anything goes wrong, just remember that I'm right out back."

"Okay." I said with an annoyed tone in my voice. She left the room and a few minutes later the doorbell rang. "Here goes nothing." I said as I got up from the couch to answer the door.

"Hey!" Miranda said excitedly when I opened the door.

"Hey, Lizzie. What's up?" Ronnie said. I smiled at him and then led the two into the living room.

An hour or so had gone by and things were going great! We just sat and talked about a bunch of stuff and it felt really relaxed. I decided that I just felt weird because Ronnie was my ex-boyfriend and it was weird to see my best friend dating him. I watched them together and they had great chemistry. It was almost like they were made for each other. Maybe things would work out for the best after all.

"Mmm, I'm thirsty!" I said, "I'm going to go get a drink, anybody want anything?"

"Yeah, could you get me a coke, Lizzie?" Miranda asked. I nodded my head and looked at Gordo.

"Nope, I'm good." He said. I then looked towards Ronnie.

"I don't need anything," He said, "but could you show me where your bathroom is?"

"Yeah, sure. Just follow me." I said. We walked past the kitchen and I pointed out the bathroom for him and then went back to the kitchen. I got some cups out and started filling one with soda. I heard footsteps behind me and without looking said:

"Oh, Ronnie. Is that you? Did you decide you wanted something?" I asked. I didn't get an answer. "Ronnie?" I asked again. All of sudden I was turned around and pushed against the counter. I was face-to-face with Ronnie, who's expressions looked stern and resentful. I could tell that the look on my face was of complete terror, because I was terrified. I couldn't think of anything to do.

A/N: Ah, those lovely cliffhangers. Don't you love them? I sure do. Heh. Drop me some reviews, I'll continue soon.