The next morning came all too soon for Miranda. Although she regretted saying what she said to her mom, she was glad that she did. Her mom needed to know how she felt... she needed to know and- Miranda told.
After arriving at school with Lizzie and Matt, they met up with Gordo at his locker.
"A month and half of school left... thank God!" Gordo said gratefully as he closed his locker
"Gordo being happy school is almost over?" Lizzie asked sarcastically, "Quick! Someone call the Channel 5 news! Our Gordo is actually- normal." Lizzie laughed, as they walked to their first class
"Hey, I AM a normal 17 year old guy going on 18" Gordo replied, "Besides, I can't wait for college- now there's a new challenge!"
"There's the Gordo we grew to know and love." Lizzie began, then looked at the expression of her other best friend "Hey Miranda, you ok? You haven't said anything in the last 5 minutes."
"Huh? Oh yah, I'm fine." Miranda started "I just had a fight with my mom last night." She finished as they took their seats
"You wanna talk about it?" Lizzie asked as her concerned friend
"No, I'll be fine. It was just a little fight- nothing big."
'Ya... calling her a bad mother is nothing big.' Miranda thought
"If you're sure..."
"I'm sure. Thanks for your concern, but I'll manage from here." Miranda smiled at Lizzie
"Well, I gotta go to the bathroom... I'll be right back." She said, before leaving the class
"Are you REALLY ok, Miranda- or are you just saying that because you don't wanna talk.?" Gordo finally asked
Miranda sighed. She hated- yet loved the way Gordo could read her mind. "A little bit of both, I guess."
"Well, when you're ready to talk- I'll be there to listen." Gordo smiled at her
At that moment, Miranda could have melted. "I know."
-+-
The day came and went. Nothing completely out of the ordinary happened- with the exception of what was about to happen at the Sanchez house.
Miranda quietly walked into her house and over heard to parents talking- not fighting. She would have been thrilled with this up-bringning, but what they were talking about scared her to death...
"We have to tell her David" She heard her mother say, "She's 17 and our daughter- she has a right to know."
"I know that. I just don't think it's the right time to tell her."
"Tell me what?" Miranda asked, emotionless as she approached her parents
"Mija, sit down." Isabella instructed her daughter, and Miranda followed
"Isabella, no." David tried scold, but there was no budge
"Mija, you know that things have changed drastically in our household" Her mom tried to sugarcoat what she was going to say- but Miranda didn't buy it one bit
"Mom, just -please- get to the point."
"You're dad and I are getting a divorce." She spit out
Miranda's expression softened. Not to one of relief, not to one of not caring- but that of not knowing how to react. So she did the alone thing she could think of.
She stormed out of the house.
-+-
Miranda drove around Hillridge with a tear stained face. She probably looked like hell- but she didn't care. Nor did she care where she was going.
Somehow, someway- she ened up at a familiar neighboorhood in front of a familiar house. Still crying with eye liner running down her face, she still rang to doorbell to the house.
"Miranda?" The person answered
"I'm ready to talk." She told Gordo through tears
What he did, didn't suprise Miranda one bit. Gordo took Miranda in his arms and hugged her for all of Hillridge to see- or lack thereof.
This is just what Miranda needed. She just needed someone who she knew would be there for her. She needed someone who wasn't phony around her. She needed someone whose smile and hug could fix everything. She needed someone, who she knew, really cared for her.
What she really needed AND wanted was- Gordo.
::from laney
too rushed, too cute? u tell me! i think it might have been rushed a bit- but i kinda think it was cute... this was one of the chapters i couldn't wait to write! hmm.. REVIEW and tell me if you liked it, too! =D
After arriving at school with Lizzie and Matt, they met up with Gordo at his locker.
"A month and half of school left... thank God!" Gordo said gratefully as he closed his locker
"Gordo being happy school is almost over?" Lizzie asked sarcastically, "Quick! Someone call the Channel 5 news! Our Gordo is actually- normal." Lizzie laughed, as they walked to their first class
"Hey, I AM a normal 17 year old guy going on 18" Gordo replied, "Besides, I can't wait for college- now there's a new challenge!"
"There's the Gordo we grew to know and love." Lizzie began, then looked at the expression of her other best friend "Hey Miranda, you ok? You haven't said anything in the last 5 minutes."
"Huh? Oh yah, I'm fine." Miranda started "I just had a fight with my mom last night." She finished as they took their seats
"You wanna talk about it?" Lizzie asked as her concerned friend
"No, I'll be fine. It was just a little fight- nothing big."
'Ya... calling her a bad mother is nothing big.' Miranda thought
"If you're sure..."
"I'm sure. Thanks for your concern, but I'll manage from here." Miranda smiled at Lizzie
"Well, I gotta go to the bathroom... I'll be right back." She said, before leaving the class
"Are you REALLY ok, Miranda- or are you just saying that because you don't wanna talk.?" Gordo finally asked
Miranda sighed. She hated- yet loved the way Gordo could read her mind. "A little bit of both, I guess."
"Well, when you're ready to talk- I'll be there to listen." Gordo smiled at her
At that moment, Miranda could have melted. "I know."
-+-
The day came and went. Nothing completely out of the ordinary happened- with the exception of what was about to happen at the Sanchez house.
Miranda quietly walked into her house and over heard to parents talking- not fighting. She would have been thrilled with this up-bringning, but what they were talking about scared her to death...
"We have to tell her David" She heard her mother say, "She's 17 and our daughter- she has a right to know."
"I know that. I just don't think it's the right time to tell her."
"Tell me what?" Miranda asked, emotionless as she approached her parents
"Mija, sit down." Isabella instructed her daughter, and Miranda followed
"Isabella, no." David tried scold, but there was no budge
"Mija, you know that things have changed drastically in our household" Her mom tried to sugarcoat what she was going to say- but Miranda didn't buy it one bit
"Mom, just -please- get to the point."
"You're dad and I are getting a divorce." She spit out
Miranda's expression softened. Not to one of relief, not to one of not caring- but that of not knowing how to react. So she did the alone thing she could think of.
She stormed out of the house.
-+-
Miranda drove around Hillridge with a tear stained face. She probably looked like hell- but she didn't care. Nor did she care where she was going.
Somehow, someway- she ened up at a familiar neighboorhood in front of a familiar house. Still crying with eye liner running down her face, she still rang to doorbell to the house.
"Miranda?" The person answered
"I'm ready to talk." She told Gordo through tears
What he did, didn't suprise Miranda one bit. Gordo took Miranda in his arms and hugged her for all of Hillridge to see- or lack thereof.
This is just what Miranda needed. She just needed someone who she knew would be there for her. She needed someone who wasn't phony around her. She needed someone whose smile and hug could fix everything. She needed someone, who she knew, really cared for her.
What she really needed AND wanted was- Gordo.
::from laney
too rushed, too cute? u tell me! i think it might have been rushed a bit- but i kinda think it was cute... this was one of the chapters i couldn't wait to write! hmm.. REVIEW and tell me if you liked it, too! =D