The rest of the day was pretty much the same, for Miranda. Go to class, ignore the teacher, and get some extra sleep. Miranda was not a big fan of school. What she said earlier was true... she only went to school to spend some extra time with Lizze and Gordo... more for Gordo.
Miranda didn't know why or how these feelings came about. But truth be told, they did. They weren't just 'I like you' feelings, they were much more than that. They were feelings that she just couldn't describe.
At the end of the school day, Lizzie dropped Miranda off at home. Lizze and Miranda have been carpools ever since they got the license's. Once in awhile, they brought Gordo to school, but since he likes going to school early, now, it's just the two of them.
"Gordo?" Miranda asked, as she opened her front door, "What are you doing here?"
"I actually have to talk to you." He said
"Oh... well come in." She replied as she opened the door wider "So, what do you wanna talk about? Anything that concerns me?" She asked with a smirk as she led him to the kitchen
"Not really." He said, as he took a seat "Just me... and my family."
"Does this have to do with your 'family problems' from this morning?"
"Uh- yah."
"Ok, so... what's up?" She asked, "Wait- before you start, do you want something to drink?" She asked, as she rose from her seat
"No. I'm cool."
"Ok, well... go ahead, then." She replied, as she sat back down
"Basically... my parents are- uhm- getting a- uhm- a divorce." He hesitated
"A divorce? Whoa... I'm really sorry." She said apologetically
Suddenly, Gordo's face turned into a more angry look.
"You know what? I don't need this!" He raised his voice as he stood up
"What?" Miranda asked, confused
"THIS! I don't need your sympathy! It's just a divorce!" He ignored her question and walked towards her door
"No really... what?" She asked, again, walking towards him
"I came here for advice! Not for your sympathy! If you were gonna feel sorry for me, then I shouldn't have come here!" He said as he opened her door
"You're right Gordo! You came HERE for advice! Not the other way around! You're just acting really immature, right now... go ahead and leave! I really don't care!" She yelled as she began to walk away
The irony of her last statement was... that she really did care if he left. Her and Gordo rarely ever get to spend time alone. She wanted him to stay.
"No- wait Miranda. You're right." He said, as he closed the door, "I'm acting immature. I'm just- really upset right now."
"It's ok... I know how you feel."
That was he good thing about Miranda and Gordo's friendship. They could have a big fight one minute and be the best of friends the next. They just understood eachother.
They both ended up back into the kitchen.
"You do?" He asked. She nodded. "How?"
"You know- I cherish days like these. When both my parents are at work and not at home. I'm able to come home to a peaceful house. No fighting and no yelling."
"So you're parents are like mine, too."
"You can say that."
"But not half as bad... you're parents are still married."
"I have a feeling that's gonna change real soon. I'm expecting it, so I guess when they tell me they're gonna get a divorce, I won't be so torn up about it."
"That's exactly how I felt. But when my parents told me... I came crying to you. I mean, I expected it, but... when they told me, I just- broke down."
"Well, then, I guess when they tell me they're gonna get a divorce, I go cry to you." Miranda smiled, "I'm sure you won't mind."
"I won't." He smiled back
The just sat there, smiling at each other for a while. Until Miranda noticed she couldn't stop looking at him. 'He must think I'm crazy.' She thought
"So- uh- how did Lizzie react to all of this?" She asked, breaking the silence
"Well- she doesn't really know."
"What? Why?" She asked, confused
"Because I didn't exactly tell her."
"Gordo! She's your girlfriend. You have to tell her."
"I know. I will... eventually."
"Eventually? Gordo, do you know how much you hurt her because you don't tell her what's on your mind, anymore?"
He shook his head.
"It hurts her alot. She almost cried in Calculus today... I hate seeing her like this. What happened to your relationship?"
"It hurts her that much?" Miranda nodded, "I- I don't know? The 1st couple of years we were together, I felt like I couldn't be more happier... but lately, it feels like- like we were forced to be together."
"What are you talking about?"
"I mean, everyone wanted us together- including you. And now that we've been together for almost 4 years, I just feel like we've only been together to make everyone happy... everyone, except me."
"So what are you saying?"
"I don't think me and Lizzie were meant to be."
"But Gordo-"
"Uh- Miranda, I have to go... I have a lot of homework. I'll see you tomorrow at school, ok?" He asked as he headed to her front door
"Uh- ok. Tomorrow at school."
"Oh yah- thanks for listening." He said as he left
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Miranda didn't know why or how these feelings came about. But truth be told, they did. They weren't just 'I like you' feelings, they were much more than that. They were feelings that she just couldn't describe.
At the end of the school day, Lizzie dropped Miranda off at home. Lizze and Miranda have been carpools ever since they got the license's. Once in awhile, they brought Gordo to school, but since he likes going to school early, now, it's just the two of them.
"Gordo?" Miranda asked, as she opened her front door, "What are you doing here?"
"I actually have to talk to you." He said
"Oh... well come in." She replied as she opened the door wider "So, what do you wanna talk about? Anything that concerns me?" She asked with a smirk as she led him to the kitchen
"Not really." He said, as he took a seat "Just me... and my family."
"Does this have to do with your 'family problems' from this morning?"
"Uh- yah."
"Ok, so... what's up?" She asked, "Wait- before you start, do you want something to drink?" She asked, as she rose from her seat
"No. I'm cool."
"Ok, well... go ahead, then." She replied, as she sat back down
"Basically... my parents are- uhm- getting a- uhm- a divorce." He hesitated
"A divorce? Whoa... I'm really sorry." She said apologetically
Suddenly, Gordo's face turned into a more angry look.
"You know what? I don't need this!" He raised his voice as he stood up
"What?" Miranda asked, confused
"THIS! I don't need your sympathy! It's just a divorce!" He ignored her question and walked towards her door
"No really... what?" She asked, again, walking towards him
"I came here for advice! Not for your sympathy! If you were gonna feel sorry for me, then I shouldn't have come here!" He said as he opened her door
"You're right Gordo! You came HERE for advice! Not the other way around! You're just acting really immature, right now... go ahead and leave! I really don't care!" She yelled as she began to walk away
The irony of her last statement was... that she really did care if he left. Her and Gordo rarely ever get to spend time alone. She wanted him to stay.
"No- wait Miranda. You're right." He said, as he closed the door, "I'm acting immature. I'm just- really upset right now."
"It's ok... I know how you feel."
That was he good thing about Miranda and Gordo's friendship. They could have a big fight one minute and be the best of friends the next. They just understood eachother.
They both ended up back into the kitchen.
"You do?" He asked. She nodded. "How?"
"You know- I cherish days like these. When both my parents are at work and not at home. I'm able to come home to a peaceful house. No fighting and no yelling."
"So you're parents are like mine, too."
"You can say that."
"But not half as bad... you're parents are still married."
"I have a feeling that's gonna change real soon. I'm expecting it, so I guess when they tell me they're gonna get a divorce, I won't be so torn up about it."
"That's exactly how I felt. But when my parents told me... I came crying to you. I mean, I expected it, but... when they told me, I just- broke down."
"Well, then, I guess when they tell me they're gonna get a divorce, I go cry to you." Miranda smiled, "I'm sure you won't mind."
"I won't." He smiled back
The just sat there, smiling at each other for a while. Until Miranda noticed she couldn't stop looking at him. 'He must think I'm crazy.' She thought
"So- uh- how did Lizzie react to all of this?" She asked, breaking the silence
"Well- she doesn't really know."
"What? Why?" She asked, confused
"Because I didn't exactly tell her."
"Gordo! She's your girlfriend. You have to tell her."
"I know. I will... eventually."
"Eventually? Gordo, do you know how much you hurt her because you don't tell her what's on your mind, anymore?"
He shook his head.
"It hurts her alot. She almost cried in Calculus today... I hate seeing her like this. What happened to your relationship?"
"It hurts her that much?" Miranda nodded, "I- I don't know? The 1st couple of years we were together, I felt like I couldn't be more happier... but lately, it feels like- like we were forced to be together."
"What are you talking about?"
"I mean, everyone wanted us together- including you. And now that we've been together for almost 4 years, I just feel like we've only been together to make everyone happy... everyone, except me."
"So what are you saying?"
"I don't think me and Lizzie were meant to be."
"But Gordo-"
"Uh- Miranda, I have to go... I have a lot of homework. I'll see you tomorrow at school, ok?" He asked as he headed to her front door
"Uh- ok. Tomorrow at school."
"Oh yah- thanks for listening." He said as he left
::from laney:
not the best... but it will work! REViEW!