Authors Note: I have two things, wait three things to say/ask. First should I put the whole disclaimer thing at the beginning of each chapter or is it distracting and unnecessary. Does anybody know how to upload stories so it come up in italics or bold? Lastly, would you like me to put little Toon Lizzie's in? Thanks! You can either e-mail me or leave answers in the review section.

I wondered what was wrong with Miranda. Lately, she'd been on my brain. I need to get away from it. Far away. Of course! The mall. I'll call Michelle and we'll hang out. I picked up my blue phone.

"Hello," a familiar voice said. Michelle's voice was so.normal. She says my voice is sort of low for a girl. It's changed a little bit but not drastically like a guy. Just a tiny bit lower.

"Chelle, you want to go to the mall?" I asked. I could hear Michelle smiling. We knew each other that well.

"Sure. I've been dying for a cookie!" Michelle exclaimed. Her voice sounded happy. I knew Michelle worried about Miranda and I becoming best friends gain. She knows how close Miranda and I used to be. Beneath her cool, calm exterior Michelle is really insecure.

"I'll meet you there in a half hour" I said twirling my blonde hair.

"Sure at Afterthoughts. Okay?" Michelle replied. I could here Avril Lavigne playing in the background.

"Cool. I gotta roll"

"Bye Liz" I hung up the phone. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing jeans and an old, yellow t-shirt. I couldn't wear this to the mall. I rummaged around in my closet and grabbed my L.E.I. jeans and my sleeveless American flag T. Cute yet comfortable.

I grabbed the keys to my Honda Accord. It wasn't the most stylish car around but it did the job. I cruised around the familiar streets with Eminem's new song blaring. The mall wasn't crowded. I entered through Macy's, which was having a sale on Dickey's hoodies.

I love the smell of the mall. There's this sweet cookie smell mixed with a hint of perfume. Depending on what store you're in the perfume or cookie may be stronger. I had spent so much time at this mall.

I departed Macy's and headed into the mall. I saw Radio Shack ahead of me. Gordo was standing in front of it examining something.

"Hi Gordo!" I said waving at him. Gordo ignored me. Just because we weren't friends anymore didn't give him the right to be rude. "You know Gordo just because we aren't exactly friends anymore doesn't give you the right to be rude!" I exclaimed. Gordo's eyes narrowed.

"Frankly 'Liz' I'm disgusted with you" he said putting down the camera he was looking at. Gordo has this way of saying Liz as if it has quotation marks around it. He says it in this mean, condescending way.

"You're disgusted with me? What's that supposed to mean?" I asked in disbelief. Gordo thought he was so cool with his video camera permanently attached to his eye.

"God who cares 'Liz'? We haven't talked in like 3 years. Suddenly you care what I think again?"

"Well Gordo. I'm disgusted with you. Not even saying hi to me. What's your problem? I was just trying to be nice. But nooooo of course David Gordon couldn't even say hi. He's to high and mighty for that " I snapped. Gordo's dark eyes narrowed even further.

"You want to know why I'm disgusted? The Lizzie not Liz I knew would never let her lame ass boyfriend feel her up in the hallway"

"My lame ass boyfriend is a lot better then Parker 'I'm a snob' McKenzie" Gordo had gotten cuter in high school and suddenly Parker wanted him. She was a shallow, self-centered snob. I didn't understand how Gordo couldn't see that.

"God 'Liz' who'd have thought sweet Lizzie McGuire would have become a slut" Slut? Was this really Gordo speaking?

"Good to see geeks never grow up" I said my voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Let me tell you Liz McGuire. One day you'll come crawling back to me and I will laugh in your face" Wow. Gordo was mad. He mad me mad and sad. If Gordo thought this of me what about Miranda. Come on Liz they're your exfriends, ex being the key word.

"You know what Gordo? Fuck you" I hissed walking away. Unfortunately I had tears in my eyes. Why was something as trivial as Gordo making me cry? Okay not so trivial. How many times did your ex best friend, a guy you've known your whole life call you a slut? I walked to Afterthoughts where Michelle was standing.

"Babe! What's wrong?" she asked her voice drenched in sympathy.

"Nothing. Just a Gordo encounter" I answered softly.
Another Author's note: I realize Gordo and Lizzie would probably never be this mean to each other but keep in mind this is fan fiction. So please do not leave me reviews going "Gordo and Lizzie would never be this mean". It's fan fiction. Thanks!