Hello readers of my Fan fiction! You lazy bums wouldn't review except

for

Giana, AranasBitch, BigBird, Heidi, and a few other people. Well, now

that you've had time to ponder on what might happen, this is chapter

eleven! And in this month long period of stalling, I still do not own

Lizzie McGuire. I've been too busy to buy it from Disney/Ren-Mar

Studios/Other places associated with the show.

*****

Chapter 11(Finally!!) Know-It-All Begins

(Gordo)

At eleven o'clock that night, I got a phone call from Matt. He told me

Lizzie was at the Digital Bean, getting a cappuccino. At the hearing of

this news, I got out of my pajamas, and drove to the Digital Bean.

(A/N-I

know he didn't have a car before, but I never got to tell you that it

was

his graduation present.)

When I arrived at the D.B., Lizzie was sitting at a computer, crying,

trying to IM me. I remember she told me her computer had broken down.

My

away message was up:

"Hey all, I'm trying to sleep! Go away. But do leave me a message!

-Gordo."

"Come on Gordo, it's only midnight in July, you can;'t be asleep," she

said.

"Who said I was?" I asked her. She jumped out of her seat.

"Don't do that to me. How'd you find me?" she asked.

"Who said I was looking for you?" She crossed her arms, and raised one

eye brow. "OK, I thought you'd be here. Honestly, Miranda did faint. I

fell asleep, and she took off my shirt, while she removed all her

clothes. Though I personally think she didn't really faint."

"She probably didn't. She lost her virginity in Mexico." I spit out my

coffee.

"Tell me your joking? Miranda, not a virgin?"

"Yep. There's this guy named Roberto. He lives right across the street

from the Sanchez's. The day he moved in, he told Miranda she was as

beautiful as the sunset, and would love to see what was underneath.

Miranda fell for it, and is six weeks pregnant. In my eyes, she wanted

to

sleep with you because she wanted to and because she wanted to kill her

baby," she said.

"Ugh. Lizzie," I said taking her hand," I know you don't trust me,

after

what happened at Butterfly Hill in May, but I will love you until the

end

of time. And I want to wait as long as I can to gain your trust, so I

can

marry you."

(Lizzie)

"Gordo, I know you're a great guy, and would do that, it's just... I

don't know if I can trust you. I want to believe you and Miranda didn't

do anything, but it's a hard thing to come by," I said.

"I'll wait for you," he said and kissed me on the cheek. "Can I still

be

your boyfriend?"

"Yeah, but I'm not going to kiss you until I have proof that you and

Miranda didn't sleep together, ok?" A few minutes later, Miranda walked

into the Digital Bean.(A/N I didn't really ship her off if you remember

last chapter's introduction into the chapter)

"Lizzie! I thought you were mad at Gordo. After two days, and you

aren't

mad at what we... excuse me," she said as she ran to the bathroom. The

sounds of throwing up could be heard.

"Believe me now?" asked Gordo. Then, I kissed him.

"Let's go home," I said.

*****Two Months Later*****

"Bye, Mom," I said as I hugged my mother. Gordo and I were travelling

together. Mom had surprised me with a car the day before.

"Honey, send me e-mail every week," said Mom.

"Mom, you're acting worse than you did when I went on the senior

camping

trip for two days."

"Because you're all grown up, and you're never coming back."

"Bye sweetie," said Dad.

"Bye, Lizzie. Have a great four years without me," said Matt.

"I love you, Matt. Don't fuck Melina while I'm gone," I said.

"Lizzie!" said Mom and Dad in unison.

"What, I don't want him to!" I said as I stepped in the car. I turned

the key in the ignition(A/n hot and fresh out the kitchen), hit the

gas,

and was off to UCLA.

Gordo and I had walkie-talkies and were talking as we drove. I was

thinking about when Gordo had told me in August that our dorm building

had coed bathrooms. He had been acting like," I hope none of the guys

are

hot with a towel over their waist, because I'd hate to lose you in a

bathroom." I personally thought it was hilarious, but that's me.

(Gordo)

After a few hours, Lizzie and I finally made it to orientation. We

were

tired, and in hope of it going by fast so we could move in, and sleep.

We

knew we weren't going to be in the same room- for the best I suppose.

I was hoping that Lizzie would be less afraid of me when we are alone,

but I think by the third month in, she'll be over it.

That night, I spent the first of many nights in a dorm room with

Carson

Hughs. He said he was from North Dakota, and had always wanted to go

to

college in California. After a while, he had gotten hopeful on

attending

UCLA.

"So, you came here with your girlfriend? Very lucky," he said. Carson

was a six-foot brown-haired, muscly guy. While I was barely five-foot

eleven, and looked like a Revenge of the Nerds reject.(A/n Readers of

Goodbye, Hillridge scream "Not again!")

"Why would that make me lucky?"

"Because you don't have to go around asking girls out until one says

yes!"

(Lizzie)

My roommate was Paulette Avery. She was hilarious. The first thing she

had said when she came into the dorm was:" Ooo, love the view of that

brick wall over there. You must be Elizabeth." I had a great time

unpacking. We had so much in common. Untrustworthy boyfriends,

impregnated friends, and weird tendencies to drink Doc's Hard Lemonade

even though it's illeagal.

It looked to me like college and I were going to get along just fine.

*****

What do you think? For the sake of my being please review and tell me!!

And I think my spell check has issues. Becuase I typed six-foot and it

wanted to switch it with sexpot. What the hell?