A/N: Whoa…. I haven't worked on this FanFic in like… forever. Well… Now I am back and I would like to say Hi to everyone that has read the previous chapters and say this… Remember back in… oh let's guess December when I last updated? I actually had a plot in my head. Now being April I've decided to change. Let us throw that thing that we will call a "plot" right out the window.

Now I must introduce to you a word that I absolutely adore… randomness. That is what this story will be about. I would rather think of this work of fiction as more character development and a character sketch rather than an actual work of reading. Tell me if you like this change… or want me to go back to the monotonous plot. Up to you all!

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Boys Night Out

 "Lizzie, would you hurry up and get ready? The babysitter will be here in any minute and Gordo and Miranda are waiting on you!" Lizzie's mom yelled up the stairs. She turned to the two friends, "I'm sorry about this, I told Lizzie we were leaving at 7:30, but she didn't listen to me!"

All of a sudden, two small projectiles ran screaming through the entryway.

"Wait a second young man, what is Lanny still doing here?"

"Well, I figured, since his parents are going out this evening as well and instead of both parents wasting money on separate babysitters, just let him stay with me and you can both split the cost." Matt explained, showing off a toothy smile while Lanny nodded emphatically.

"Jo, has the babysitter arrived yet?" Lizzie's father asked as he rumbled down the stairs.

"She should be here soon," she helped her husband fix his crooked tie.

"Hey you guys," Lizzie called from the top of the stairs, "I have been waiting for a night out on the town, without the little geekazoid," she flicked her brother's shoulder, "for the longest time."

When the doorbell rang, Lizzie's mother raced to the door to let the babysitter in, and make a quick getaway.

"Teresa, thank you so much for accepting this last minute call."

"It's no problem, Mrs. McGuire." Teresa threw her bookbag, loaded with all sorts of odds and ends, by the stairs.

"Wait a second, you cancelled coming with us to baby-sit my little brother?" Lizzie asked, awestruck.

"Yes. Matt, Lanny, and I decided we needed a 'Guys Night Out', or in this case a 'Guys Night In.'" Teresa smiled and tapped the two boys on their noses.

"But, you're not a guy…" Gordo said.

"My dear Gordo, 'Guys Night Out' doesn't have a gender based glass ceiling as most workforces of the twentieth century have. And why should we put a barrier on a 'Guys Night Out' and limit femininity."

"But, it's called 'Guys Night Out' for a reason. So guys can get away from… gals." Gordo said, trying to process this difficult information Teresa had presented.

"Who cares what it's called as long as it gets us away from Ma… I mean, the kids. It gives us all a break. Teresa I want you to have a good time, here's the number for the local hospital, animal shelter, poison control, Pizza King, National Guard, our cell phone numbers, and of course the restaurant we'll be eating. And Matt, I want you to be a good boy and listen to what Teresa has to say." Mrs. McGuire gently gave her son a peck on the cheek.

"Why wouldn't we listen to T? She's the coolest teen we know… besides Gordo of course." Matt said, as he put an arm around Teresa's shoulders and squeezed her closer.

"This is just totally strange." Miranda commented as she pulled on her coat.

"Here's the number of where we'll be in case you can't handle this little canker blossom." Lizzie smiled, handing Teresa a piece of paper.

"Thanks Lizzie, but I don't think I'll really need it. Matt's pretty easy to handle, if you know what he likes." She gently ushered the three out the door, "Just relax and have a good time. I promise that the house will still be standing by the time you get back."

Teresa gently shut the door behind them and turned around to face the two mischievous boys.

"Now it's time to get the real fun started."

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Teresa grabbed her bookbag from its resting place by the stairs and threw it on the island in the kitchen. She opened it up a reveal plenty of games, movies, cds, books, and toys.

"Why don't I order a pizza, while you guys pick out some movies and a couple of games we can play." Teresa suggested as she tossed a cd into the player and grabbed the phone.

"Can you teach us how to dance the salsa so we can impress the ladies?" Matt said, grabbing Larry and pulling him into a turn.

Teresa laughed, "I'll try to teach you everything I remember." She smiled as she watched the boys danced and ordered the pizza.

"Whada' want on this thang'?" Teresa asked, slightly peeved that although she was in the middle of the United States, she still couldn't get rid of her southern twang.

"Plenty of Peppers, some mushrooms, a bit of pineapple, anchovies…" Matt looked at Lanny as he swung him into a dip. "Lanny's right, just have them put everything on it."

"Alrigh'," Teresa called, telling the pizza boy their order. "But if your parents call me tonight complaining about your gastronomical problems, I'm gonna tell 'em you were the one's that ordered the toppin's!"

As soon as she hung up the phone, she rushed over to the boys.

"You boys act as though you've got two left feet! You certainly aren't goin' to impress the ladies with those moves." She grabbed them by the hands and started teaching.

"Geez, I wonder if Mom and Lizzie are having this much fun." Matt laughed as Teresa launched him into a spin.

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"Urgh! This has been the most boring night of my entire life!" Lizzie yelled as she noisily drank her soda.

"Usually the Digital Bean is pretty busy. But it looks like everyone went out of town tonight for a good time." Gordo observed, looking around the almost empty café.

"I'm sure they're having a better time then we are." Miranda slumped into her chair, sulking.

Lizzie nodded and said, "Well, think about poor T. She has to put up with my snot sucking brother all night. By the time we get home, she'll be begging for mercy from that little devil."

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"And one, two, three," Teresa counted as she and Matt danced with Larry observing from the sidelines. The two looked up when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it." Teresa opened the door to the surprised face of Ethan Craft.

"Ethan, what are you doin' here? Shouldn't you be out at the Digital Bean or at some party somewhere?"

"Well, my brother," Ethan motioned towards the car. "Broke his arm and offered me half of his wage if I helped him with his deliveries." The boy coyly smiled as Teresa grabbed the money Mr. McGuire had left for her on the counter.

"This looks like a good pizza." Teresa said, lifting the lid and smelling the contents.

"This type is always my favorite." Ethan pocketed the money and rocked back and forth on his heels, not sure of what to say in this awkward moment of silence.

"Well, if you're done with all of your deliveries you can share a slice with Matt and Lanny…" Teresa started to suggest. Before she finished her sentence, Ethan emphatically nodded and made a motion at his brother, signaling that he was staying (whether the deliveries where done or not).

Teresa called the McGuires to check if it was okay with them that Ethan was over and to report on the night so far. As soon as she was finished she joined the boys on the couch.

"Star Wars, isn't that a little old school for you boys?" Teresa asked, looking at the cover.

"No way! And with the new stuff coming out, we want to be prepared." Matt calmly explained before locking onto the scrolling words.

"And besides," Ethan said, taking a bite out of his pizza. "Leia is pretty hot with those braid bun… things." He paused for dramatic effect, "You look good in braids."

Matt and Lanny, astounded by Ethan's bold and forward moves, glanced at Teresa to see her reaction.

She just laughed. "Oh Ethan, don't you know that every southern belle looks mighty fine in pigtails?" she said, drawling in her southern accent.

Ethan just smiled and turned his attention back to the movie, glad his head hadn't been knocked off for that sly comment.

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Lizzie waited anxiously as her dad fumbled with the key in the door.

"Come on Dad, Teresa might be half dead with every second that you keep turning the key the wrong way."

"Now Lizzie, I know Matt can be a problem sometimes but he can be an angel." Mrs. McGuire opened the door and went inside, hanging up her coat.

Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo were shocked to see Teresa, still in one piece, and Ethan cleaning up the movies and pizza box.

"Hi y'all, Ethan and I are just finishing cleanin' up." She dumped the empty pizza box into the garbage. "Matt and Lanny were absolute angels and went to bed right when I asked them." Teresa grabbed her bag and chuckled, "This has been one of the easiest jobs I've ever taken on. And I'd like to thank you for letting me have Ethan stay. He really helped pass the time one the boys were in bed." Teresa smiled as Mr. McGuire handed her some money.

"I'll walk you home." Ethan smiled, fidgeting as she turned toward him.

"So will we." Miranda piped up, trying to tell Lizzie with her eyes that she would make sure Ethan and Teresa didn't try to start a snog fest.

Miranda, Teresa, Ethan, and Gordo trouped out the door and into the night. Much to Miranda's dislike, they dropped her off first. Then they headed towards Ethan's.

"I had a pleasant time tonight." Ethan smiled shyly.

"Thank you for staying with me. I hope your brother's arm gets better." They stood in uncomfortable silence, then Teresa turned to go.

"Wait," Ethan stammered, causing Teresa to turn around. "Have a good night." He quickly pecked her on the cheek before closing the door quickly.

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Gordo stared at Teresa as they walked down the path in silence, wondering what to say about the "incident" with Ethan. He really hadn't talked about romance with Teresa ever since the homecoming and Christmas exchange.

As soon as they had reached the end of the block and turned, Teresa burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Gordo asked, laughing at her hysteria.

"That boy is such a sweetie." Teresa said in tears. "But I'm not sure if I'm ready for the type of "relationship" he wants me to get involved in."

The two quietly walked up to Teresa's door.

"Gordo," she turned to face him. "What's your real first name?"

"David."

"David," she repeated, sighing. "That's really nice."

She smiled, "Thank you for walking me home." She slowly kissed him on the cheek.

Gordo stood there, stunned at this reaction. He stammered, trying to think of something to fill the silence.

"Did you know your nickname, Gordo, means fat in Spanish?" Teresa giggled. "Though you might wanna know." She slowly closed the door.

Gordo laughed. Of all the people he knew, he'd never expect Teresa Taylor to turn a soppy awkward romantic moment, into one that seemed… not so uncomfortable.

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A/N: Ta da! I hope it wasn't too romantic for y'all! It seems that the first couple of stories on FF in the LM category are "Romance". I think that the gang, in my story at least, is still too young for a heavy Danielle Steele romance. I'm just setting up some possibilities in future stories. ;o)

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