a/n: Hello everyone who is devoted to Lizzie McGuire. I hope you like this, I think it's going to turn out pretty good. But if you don't like it, I'm sorry, I can't please everyone. Anyway, I am a complete Lizzie/Gordo fan all the way so this is what this fic is mainly about. But, I am going to warn you, this might get a little sad, so if you're emotional make sure you have your tissues nearby for later chapters. I hope you like it and I hope you review…they will be greatly appreciated. ~Rhiannon~

Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire, but Adam Landberg is the cutest. The lyrics involved later on in this fic are My Immortal by Evanescence, I don't own those either. Have fun!

Goodbye

Prologue

Gordo

            I'm sorry…I'm so sorry, Lizzie. A lonely solitary tear ran down my cheek as I said goodbye to Lizzie for the last time. I tried to be strong, really I did, but do you know how hard it is to stay strong and not cry when you are saying goodbye for…forever? I'm leaving her…forever.

            This day lingered in our minds for what seemed like eternity. Everyone knows this day will come, and they fear it. We knew it would come, but we had now idea that it would come so soon and so sudden. I can't even explain how sudden this happened.

            I looked at Lizzie from afar. She had propped herself up in the window. A flash of lightning lit up the sky outside. It was such a gloomy day, a perfect day to be inside…but why did it have to be here? She looked so sad sitting there…expressionless…alone…lost. She was also trying to be strong…trying so hard not to cry. I could tell she was having a hard time. She would constantly look up to prevent the tears from coming. When she wasn't looking up, she was looking down at her hands, playing with the one silver ring that resided on her left ring finger.

            She tucked a stray strand of blond hair behind her ear as a single tear fell down onto the tiny diamond chip on the top of the silver circle, making it sparkle. I couldn't help but think that that was the gateway to an endless flood of tears waiting for the right moment to be released. But when…I was unsure.

            A few moments had passed of ultimate silence and then a familiar figure came into view. It was Miranda. She paused just as she walked into the room, she had seen Lizzie and at first she didn't know what to do. I noticed she had something in her hand. She walked, almost ghost like, over to the bed that was near Lizzie. She looked down at the small figure lying in it. She took another look at Lizzie, who seemed to be still oblivious to the fact that she was even there. Oh well, it was understandable. Miranda looked back down at the figure again and placed a single yellow rose next to a sleeping boy…next to me…