A/N: Hey, everyone! Well, yeah, here's another chapter for you! And, as promised, it's a lot longer than my last one I've done. Also, I've made a few minor changes in all of my recent chapters. Nothing huge, but just some things for the readers who've just started reading my story. I've just realized something, too; almost none of my chapters have disclaimers! So, here goes:

Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire, although, I'm begging Disney like crazy . .

Dark Secrets: A Legacy Of Lies

Chapter Five

Gordo and I stood there together in the doorway, uneasy, and suddenly unsure. Evan carried both of our suitcases down the hall. She called to us, "Well, aren't you going to follow me to your rooms?"

How welcoming. After walking down endless hallways for what seemed like hours, Evan stopped at two isolated doors that were spread about three feet apart away from eachother.

"These are the rooms where you two will be staying in. Make yourselves comfortable, and make sure that you *do not* go nibbing around in these hallways; they're off-limits."

Why doesn't she just make this whole house off-limits for us? Evan studied Gordo and I for a brief moment, but then shortly after, she began walking away from us, making her way down the long corridor halls.

I stood by my door, wondering what would happen if I just waited here. Who would give in first? Me, or Helen Scarborough? I was trembling inside, and the only thing I knew that could make me feel better was-

A hand? It was Gordo's hand whom I'd brushed against. Surprisingly, I felt him return the favor by intertwining his fingers with mine, smiling.

"Come on, Lizzie. It'll be all right. If you get scared, you know where to find my, uh, room. ."

I managed a small but greatful smile. Good old Gordo. He always knew how to make a person like me feel better.

I could feel his hand still laced with mine. It was a great feeling, actually. It was like a wave of electricity running against the lining of my body. What was wrong with me? Was I still nervous about staying inside of this house?

Or was it something . . more?

Gordo tilted my chin up so I was facing his eyes, and it was then that I had realized that my head was turned down. You know, in this dimmed lighting, it was almost unbelieveable that Gordo had blue eyes.

"Are you going to be all right?" he asked, oblivious to the fact that I was staring.

I quickly broke my gaze. "I'll be fine, really. But if I do happen to get scared, you know who'll be knocking on your door."

Gordo re-assured me with a nod and carried his suitcases into his room. Lucky for him -

He hadn't noticed that I was still staring.

A/N: Ahh . . poor Lizzie; she's so confused! I just wanted to add a tiny bit o' cliff for those L/G fans out there . . let me know how the fifth chapter came out! ^___^