*-*-Disclaimer: I do not own, nor have I ever owned, Lizze McGuire. All characters belong to the creators of Lizzie McGuire.-*-*

The New...Everything

Chapter Seven

"Lizzie! Lizzie! Lizzie!" Miranda yelled running down the school hallway. "LIZZIE!!!!!"

Lizzie turned around to see her best friend running towards her, "Hey, Miranda! What's up?"

Miranda had caught up to her best friend, "Where were you last night?! I called and called, but your mom said you were out with someone."

Lizzie blushed, "Um...Yeah. I was out with Gordo."

"Gordo? Gordo who?"

"Ya know...Gordo." Miranda looked at Lizzie as if she was crazy. "The new kid," Lizzie said in hopes that Miranda would pick up on whom she was talking about. Miranda still just stood there. "The total dweeb?" Lizzie was sure that Miranda would know who she was talking about now.

"Oh, yeah! That guy!"

"Yeah, *that* guy..." a masculine voice repeated with stress on the word "that".

Miranda turned around and laughed nervously, "Oh, hi, um..." She couldn't remember his name.

"MIRANDA! Oh My Gosh! I can't believe it!" Lizzie was upset that her best friend couldn't remember the name of her newest friend. "His name is Gordo, Miranda! GORDO! Do I need to spell it out for you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm really bad with names!"

Lizzie glared at Miranda. She knew that wasn't true. Miranda always remembered everything...except when she..."Um, Miranda. Could I talk to you for a minute?"

"Yeah, sure! Whatever."

Lizzie turned to Gordo, "Excuse us just one sec, please." She smiled sweetly, and started pushing Miranda off so she could talk to her privately. "Miranda Sanchez! I can't believe you! Why don't you like Gordo?!"

Miranda just stared at Lizzie, "What do you mean? I like him." Miranda was lying through her teeth, and Lizzie could tell.

"No, you don't, Miranda. I've known you so long, and I've learned that if you can't remember someone's name, it mean that you don't like the person. So, just tell me now. Why don't you like him?"

"Lizzie...c'mon! I mean, have you looked at him?! He's no Ethan Craft here!"

"Miranda! Someone's looks shouldn't matter. I mean, sure, it's great, but there's more to a person than just looks."

She began to feel really bad for what she had done, "You're right, Liz. I'm sorry."

"It's all right, Miranda. Just try to like him, okay? If for nothing else, do it for me," Lizzie looked at Miranda with her pitiful puppy dog face.

Miranda sighed reluctantly, "Oh, all right!"

Lizzie squealed and hugged Miranda, "Thank you!" They walked back over to Gordo who had been watching and listening to the whole thing. He had the biggest grin on his face. Lizzie couldn't help but smile at him. Smiles really are contagious. It was five minutes until the bell was supposed to ring, and Lizzie had to do something before classes started. "Oh, hey, guys. I'm sorry, but I gotta go. I've got to do something real quick."

"Yeah, okay. Catch you one the flip side, Liz!" Miranda yelled after her. She turned back to Gordo, "So...um...hi?"

"Yeah, hi," he turned and started walking to his class. Miranda followed, and he noticed, "Look, I know you probably want to apologize, but you neednt worry about it, okay? I'm used to people not liking me. You've felt it once; you've felt it a million times." And with that, he was gone. Leaving a stunned Miranda. The bell rung, and she rushed off to class.