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A/N: Hey again. Thanks for all the reviews.

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Chapter 3:

Liz was silent for the rest of the period. She just slumped on top of her desk and stared blankly at nothing in particular, while she pondered over her thoughts. She didn't even notice that the principal's welcome speech was blaring over the PA system.

*Why doesn't he notice that Claire is obviously flirting with him? No one is that blind! Does he like her? But what about me? What about yesterday? Am I blowing this out of proportion? Or is it for real? *

All of these thoughts were flying through Liz's head, but the last thought seemed to comfort her. She was probably imagining all of this.

*Yeah, it's probably all in my head *

She leaned back in her chair and smiled; her spirits renewed. Still, there was a hint of doubt in her hazel eyes.

Liz didn't notice, but beside her Claire's flirting was still going on strong. She was determined to get Anthony and squish Liz along the way.

Meanwhile, Miranda was staring at her best friend's troubled face.

*I wonder what's wrong * she thought. * She looked so happy yesterday- well except for when she was staring at Steph and Gordo. Could that be it? Is she jea- *

The brunette's thoughts were interrupted, once again. This time, by a tickling hand up her back. That was her ticklish spot and Miranda burst out laughing.

The class was suddenly silent and some students turned around to stare at Miranda. Ms. Stebble looked up from her desk and said, "Settle down please, Ms. Sanchez"

"Sorry," gulped Miranda. She turned around and gave Ethan a dirty look.

Ethan just did his "pity me, I'm cute" face and Miranda couldn't help but smile. "Sorry honey," he whispered.

Up front, Gordo was looking directly at the empty blackboard in the room. He wasn't paying any attention whatsoever to what was being said or done. The thoughts he had earlier were slowly making there way back. Back into the head of the curly haired boy who wished nothing more but to erase them from his mind. A face appeared on the "screen" in his head. A face he had known his whole life, the face of the girl he grew up with. The film playing in the theatre in his head was about his life. The seventeen long years of his life. It's amazing how you can feel so old, yet so young at the same time. Gordo had been through a lot, and most of his memories involved the blonde girl with the smile that lit up any room.

Gordo always knew he loved Lizzie, he just didn't know if he was in love. Whatever the feelings were, new ones replaced them when Steph came. The newer, stronger feelings were no longer directed towards Liz, but towards the new, stunning dark-haired girl.

As if she had read his mind, Steph reached over from her chair and grabbed Gordo's hand. He looked at her and stared at the small twinkle in her eyes. Thoughts of Liz fled from his head. Gordo squeezed her hand and smiled.

All of a sudden, the small handful of students who were actually paying attention to the principal's speech cheered and applauded. Apparently, the "Welcome Back" dance had been announced to be held in three weeks. It was as if the students had turned into 13 year-olds again and a room full of excited teenagers replaced the class who was so bored and silent.

Liz sighed, the period seemed to last for hours and all she wanted was to go home and relax. She was only one hour into her first day of school and she was already aching to get out. The bell rang, marking the end of the first period. *One down, six to go * she thought half-heartedly.

Her other classes dragged on just like first period. It was always like this on the first day of school. It was a complete waste of time, well not really but it is when you're in a bad mood. The students just go around and meet the teachers while each teacher explains what they'll be doing during the school year. It was incredibly dull, but it helped a student get used to being in school again.

When lunch finally rolled around, Liz thought * Finally! It feels like I've been in here forever! * But her head was still a jumble with her worries about Anthony and Claire. Besides, just thinking about all the stuff they had to do this school year gave her a headache. Liz just wanted to sit down for a while and forget about everything.

As she got to her locker, she noticed a guy leaning casually against a locker. Liz just kept walking to her locker. There, she found Anthony with a troubled look ion his face. Liz gave him a small smile and said, "Hi, what are you doing here?"

Anthony stepped back and pretended to be hurt by the comment. "What? A guy can't wait by his girlfriend's locker?"

Liz wasn't sure if she should smile at the comment of cry. "So, I'm your girlfriend now?" she said, looking at the floor.

"If you want to be. Why? Is something wrong?" Anthony replied as he lifted Liz's chin and looked directly into her eyes.

"I want to, but."

"But what?" Anthony inquired.

"What about Claire? You looked pretty cozy with her this morning." Liz was trying to hold back tears.

"Is that what you're worried about?" he asked. "I knew she was flirting with me this morning, but I wouldn't do anything. I'm not that type of guy." Liz smiled, a genuine smile. She was so glad to hear him say that. She reached up and kissed him.

A few meters away, a certain dark, curly haired, jealous girl was staring intently at the couple. *This cannot go on. I will get Anthony, and I'll squash McGuire in the way. *

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A/N: You were probably expecting something more exciting, and I'm not going to give anything away but don't think this story is predictable *clears throat suggestively*. Something will happen. I'll post the next chapter soon, just remember to review. Thanks.