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Day two of the Matt-Gordo switch still found them in the wrong bodies. Gordo was starting to sort of enjoy his time as Matt, where he could get away with just about anything. And with any luck, they'd switch back before he'd have to deal with the repercussions.
Matt wasn't fairing as well as Gordo on the home front, considering the Gordons weren't as open and loving a family as his own. But his love life was on the rise -- he was getting closer to Miranda as Gordo, learning what he could about her, and Miranda was really warming up to the 'real' Matt, too.
The only problem, of course, was that Lizzie seemed to be thinking that maybe she liked Gordo, and had kissed him twice yesterday. On the forehead and the cheek, so it wasn't totally ick (and certainly not a call-the-cops level)...
"Of all the days for me to be you, I have to be you on the day that Lizzie decides to kiss me," Gordo complained on the phone that morning when Matt rehashed yesterday's events with him.
"So you *do* like her!" Matt said.
"What? No! No, I--"
"Gordo, are there worse things than admitting the truth?"
"Well, answer me this, Matt...how do *you* feel about Miranda? 'Cause she was getting pretty cozy with me yesterday, thinking that I was you...what's up with that?"
Matt sighed. "Okay, so maybe I've been using your body to kind of promote myself...yeah, I like Miranda. But you already knew that."
"I didn't know it was a recurring thing."
"So you like Lizzie. Just say yes, and we can get this whole painful conversation out of the way."
"FINE!" Gordo roared, despite himself. He glanced hurriedly at Matt's closed bedroom door, hoping that his outburst hadn't drawn her attention, then hissed into the phone, "I like Lizzie. A lot. Now let's just drop this, can we? If I'm upstairs one more minute, your mom will flip out."
"*Tell* me about it," Matt said. "See ya."
"See ya," Gordo said with a sigh, and hung up.
~~~~~
The day passed uneventfully, all things considered. Gordo, under the knowing guidance of Melina and Lanny, pulled a few small but successful pranks. He also invited them to the soiree at Chez McGuire that night, knowing that either he or Matt would need them, seeing as how they were the only ones who knew about the switch.
Matt, on the other hand, got to spend a lot of time alone with Miranda, keeping her out of the way while Lizzie finalized plans with everyone. He wasn't really complaining about that, of course, why should he?
He was also left in charge with getting Miranda to the McGuires' around six that night, which meant hanging out with her at the Digital Bean for the second afternoon in a row, under the guise of Lizzie going home early sick. Since three hours could not effectively be killed at the DB, they then went to the mall. Matt *hated* the mall, even more than the real Gordo, but for Miranda and Miranda's perfect birthday, it was worth it. Gordo had a present for Miranda tucked away in his desk drawer, where it had been for two weeks, according to him, but Matt still hadn't figured out what to get her.
As Miranda looked at sweaters in the Style Shack, Matt checked his watch. Holy crap, it was quarter to six and they had to catch a bus back to his house... He tapped Miranda's shoulder. "Hey, you wanna drop by the McGuires' on our way home, see how Lizzie's doing?"
"You are *so* in love with her!" Miranda squealed. "That's so adorable."
"Okay, I'm going to pretend that wasn't ridiculously uncomfortable," Matt said.
"Yeah, sure, I'll go with. Because if you think that being around me talking about you two is uncomfortable, I'd hate to see you being alone with Lizzie." She smirked and hit his shoulder lightly.
Matt smiled back tightly; he had to keep up the ruse. "You gonna buy that?" he asked, pointing at the sweater Miranda was holding.
She glanced down at it. "Nah. Not my color." She hung it back on the rack, and linked her arm through Gordo's. "Let's go, huh?"
~~~~~
Gordo checked the wall clock hanging in the kitchen. It was five after six now, and Miranda and Matt were nowhere to be seen. He chanced a glance at Lizzie, who was pacing anxiously in the living room, while the guests chatted quietly in the backyard. "They aren't here yet WHY aren't they here yet they should have been here FIVE minutes ago, you don't think something happened..?"
She was talking to herself, but Gordo offered an answer anyway. "I'm sure they just had trouble catching a bus."
Lizzie stopped in her tracks and looked at him. "I didn't ask you," she said sourly, then after a few seconds, her face softened. "Sorry. I'm just kind of stressing."
"They'll be here," Gordo said, and seconds later, the doorbell rang. He cocked an eyebrow at his best friend. "See?"
"Go! The guests! Surprise!" she said, waving at him frantically, and years of practice had given Gordo the ability to understand that. He exited out the glass doors and motioned to the guests assembled on the deck and in the backyard. "She's here," he announced. "Get ready."
"So how're you feeling?" he heard Miranda asking, as Lizzie led them to the backyard according to her plan.
"A lot better," Lizzie answered. "C'mon, let's go outside while it's still nice out."
"SURPRISE!" the assembled party in the backyard screamed in unison.
Miranda's jaw dropped. "Say what?"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" the guests finished, confirming any suspicions Miranda might have had. She turned to stare at Lizzie. "You do this?"
"Yup," Lizzie said proudly, nodding and unable to conceal her grin.
Miranda threw her arms around Lizzie's neck. "Thank you!" she squealed, then turned around and repeated the process for Matt-Gordo. She grinned at the people in the backyard. "Thank you guys so much!" she said.
"Matt, crank it up!" Lizzie said, and Gordo obediently turned the volume on the stereo up to a party level, while one of Miranda's favorite tunes blared. "Let's dance," Miranda said, and much to everyone's surprise, grabbed Gordo's arm and led him out onto the floor.
Gordo glanced first at Lizzie, but she only cocked an eyebrow at the odd couple. Maybe Miranda had told Lizzie what Gordo and Matt had both suspected: that she liked Matt.
His eyes then flickered to his own, as Matt stared at him from his own face. Although Gordo, feeling guilty on account of both McGuire offspring, looked back at his dancing partner, he could feel Matt-Gordo's eyes on him the entire time as he and Miranda boogied.
When the song ended, however, Matt stepped over. "Can I cut in?" he said with a pointed look at Gordo. Gordo opened his mouth to say that this was a bad idea, but Miranda, oblivious, just smiled and nodded. "C'mon, Gordo, let's cut a rug," she said, and segued into another dance. And then the track faded into the next, which happened to be a slow song, and Matt must have been really caught up in the moment, because Gordo watched in horror as his body leaned in, and to the common eye, David Gordon kissed Miranda Sanchez.
~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~
Day two of the Matt-Gordo switch still found them in the wrong bodies. Gordo was starting to sort of enjoy his time as Matt, where he could get away with just about anything. And with any luck, they'd switch back before he'd have to deal with the repercussions.
Matt wasn't fairing as well as Gordo on the home front, considering the Gordons weren't as open and loving a family as his own. But his love life was on the rise -- he was getting closer to Miranda as Gordo, learning what he could about her, and Miranda was really warming up to the 'real' Matt, too.
The only problem, of course, was that Lizzie seemed to be thinking that maybe she liked Gordo, and had kissed him twice yesterday. On the forehead and the cheek, so it wasn't totally ick (and certainly not a call-the-cops level)...
"Of all the days for me to be you, I have to be you on the day that Lizzie decides to kiss me," Gordo complained on the phone that morning when Matt rehashed yesterday's events with him.
"So you *do* like her!" Matt said.
"What? No! No, I--"
"Gordo, are there worse things than admitting the truth?"
"Well, answer me this, Matt...how do *you* feel about Miranda? 'Cause she was getting pretty cozy with me yesterday, thinking that I was you...what's up with that?"
Matt sighed. "Okay, so maybe I've been using your body to kind of promote myself...yeah, I like Miranda. But you already knew that."
"I didn't know it was a recurring thing."
"So you like Lizzie. Just say yes, and we can get this whole painful conversation out of the way."
"FINE!" Gordo roared, despite himself. He glanced hurriedly at Matt's closed bedroom door, hoping that his outburst hadn't drawn her attention, then hissed into the phone, "I like Lizzie. A lot. Now let's just drop this, can we? If I'm upstairs one more minute, your mom will flip out."
"*Tell* me about it," Matt said. "See ya."
"See ya," Gordo said with a sigh, and hung up.
~~~~~
The day passed uneventfully, all things considered. Gordo, under the knowing guidance of Melina and Lanny, pulled a few small but successful pranks. He also invited them to the soiree at Chez McGuire that night, knowing that either he or Matt would need them, seeing as how they were the only ones who knew about the switch.
Matt, on the other hand, got to spend a lot of time alone with Miranda, keeping her out of the way while Lizzie finalized plans with everyone. He wasn't really complaining about that, of course, why should he?
He was also left in charge with getting Miranda to the McGuires' around six that night, which meant hanging out with her at the Digital Bean for the second afternoon in a row, under the guise of Lizzie going home early sick. Since three hours could not effectively be killed at the DB, they then went to the mall. Matt *hated* the mall, even more than the real Gordo, but for Miranda and Miranda's perfect birthday, it was worth it. Gordo had a present for Miranda tucked away in his desk drawer, where it had been for two weeks, according to him, but Matt still hadn't figured out what to get her.
As Miranda looked at sweaters in the Style Shack, Matt checked his watch. Holy crap, it was quarter to six and they had to catch a bus back to his house... He tapped Miranda's shoulder. "Hey, you wanna drop by the McGuires' on our way home, see how Lizzie's doing?"
"You are *so* in love with her!" Miranda squealed. "That's so adorable."
"Okay, I'm going to pretend that wasn't ridiculously uncomfortable," Matt said.
"Yeah, sure, I'll go with. Because if you think that being around me talking about you two is uncomfortable, I'd hate to see you being alone with Lizzie." She smirked and hit his shoulder lightly.
Matt smiled back tightly; he had to keep up the ruse. "You gonna buy that?" he asked, pointing at the sweater Miranda was holding.
She glanced down at it. "Nah. Not my color." She hung it back on the rack, and linked her arm through Gordo's. "Let's go, huh?"
~~~~~
Gordo checked the wall clock hanging in the kitchen. It was five after six now, and Miranda and Matt were nowhere to be seen. He chanced a glance at Lizzie, who was pacing anxiously in the living room, while the guests chatted quietly in the backyard. "They aren't here yet WHY aren't they here yet they should have been here FIVE minutes ago, you don't think something happened..?"
She was talking to herself, but Gordo offered an answer anyway. "I'm sure they just had trouble catching a bus."
Lizzie stopped in her tracks and looked at him. "I didn't ask you," she said sourly, then after a few seconds, her face softened. "Sorry. I'm just kind of stressing."
"They'll be here," Gordo said, and seconds later, the doorbell rang. He cocked an eyebrow at his best friend. "See?"
"Go! The guests! Surprise!" she said, waving at him frantically, and years of practice had given Gordo the ability to understand that. He exited out the glass doors and motioned to the guests assembled on the deck and in the backyard. "She's here," he announced. "Get ready."
"So how're you feeling?" he heard Miranda asking, as Lizzie led them to the backyard according to her plan.
"A lot better," Lizzie answered. "C'mon, let's go outside while it's still nice out."
"SURPRISE!" the assembled party in the backyard screamed in unison.
Miranda's jaw dropped. "Say what?"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" the guests finished, confirming any suspicions Miranda might have had. She turned to stare at Lizzie. "You do this?"
"Yup," Lizzie said proudly, nodding and unable to conceal her grin.
Miranda threw her arms around Lizzie's neck. "Thank you!" she squealed, then turned around and repeated the process for Matt-Gordo. She grinned at the people in the backyard. "Thank you guys so much!" she said.
"Matt, crank it up!" Lizzie said, and Gordo obediently turned the volume on the stereo up to a party level, while one of Miranda's favorite tunes blared. "Let's dance," Miranda said, and much to everyone's surprise, grabbed Gordo's arm and led him out onto the floor.
Gordo glanced first at Lizzie, but she only cocked an eyebrow at the odd couple. Maybe Miranda had told Lizzie what Gordo and Matt had both suspected: that she liked Matt.
His eyes then flickered to his own, as Matt stared at him from his own face. Although Gordo, feeling guilty on account of both McGuire offspring, looked back at his dancing partner, he could feel Matt-Gordo's eyes on him the entire time as he and Miranda boogied.
When the song ended, however, Matt stepped over. "Can I cut in?" he said with a pointed look at Gordo. Gordo opened his mouth to say that this was a bad idea, but Miranda, oblivious, just smiled and nodded. "C'mon, Gordo, let's cut a rug," she said, and segued into another dance. And then the track faded into the next, which happened to be a slow song, and Matt must have been really caught up in the moment, because Gordo watched in horror as his body leaned in, and to the common eye, David Gordon kissed Miranda Sanchez.
