[A/N]: After I finish this story, if enough people like it, I was thinking about making a story that is about BEFORE all of this happened… you know a pre-in my eyes and Lizzie's shadow? Telling you guys what happened when Miranda was in Mexico and Lizzie and Gordo in California. What do you think?
-Chapter 12-
"You guys, this sucks. I ask for responsibility, and they give it to me two years later."
"What do you mean?" Gordo and Miranda said in unison.
"I mean, my parents are making me baby-sit Matt this Friday, and if any of you remember, Friday is Ethan's birthday party." Miranda and Gordo stayed quiet on the phone as if Lizzie was going to continue to talk. "Ethan's birthday party. Hello? Did you guys hear me?"
"Yeah we did… loud and clear, but uhh Lizzie, why are you worried about Ethan in the first place?" Gordo's voice seemed very questioning.
"Oh believe me, I'm not worried about Ethan, I'm worried about missing one of the biggest social events of the year." Lizzie began to sound whiney.
"For something to make the social event list at our school, it has to involve alcohol, and this party doesn't involve alcohol… so I wouldn't think that you'd be missing out on anything because without some type of alcohol or drug, most likely only freshman will show up." Miranda was giving Lizzie the truth. It was different since they went to High School… the parties had gotten more intense, but for some reason, Ethan's didn't. They were more mature, but not to the point where there was anything illegal going on.
"Why does it matter anyways, I'm not going to be one of those fresh- Matt if you don't get out of my room, I'm going to give you a wedgee so bad that you'll need to unzip your pants to see it! You guys I have to go." After hearing Matt scream MOM in the background, Lizzie's phone hung up.
"Some things never change." Gordo broke the silence. The next couple of minutes there was no sound except for Gordo and Miranda's breathing.
"Do you ever wish things were back to normal?" Miranda popped a question out of nowhere. Gordo jumped at the sound of noise.
"Most of the time, yeah… I do."
"Some times I find myself looking at old photos or mini movies you used to make with Lizzie and I in it and I start to wonder what it would have been like if nothing would have changed."
"I think we all do that. But changing is a part of life… no matter if its good or bad, it's going to happen, that's just how it goes."
"I understand that, but the only thing I know about everything changing is that, I know nothing at all. If that makes sense."
"What do you mean? I'm not catching on."
"I mean I know that everything has changed, everything beginning and ending with Lizzie, but when I think back, I realized that I don't know how and why she changed. I mean, when I left for Mexico, she was the same old Lizzie that I've known for the majority of my life, but when I got back… it was like something had happened that I was unaware of that changed everything."
There was a brief pause before Gordo took a deep breath, "Miranda, I have to tell you something.
"What is it?"
"Just note that the reason I didn't tell you this was because-"
"Miranda, dinner."
"Gordo? I have to go, my moms calling me. Could you tell me later?"
"Uhh, yeah… sure… later."
"Alright, bye."
Gordo hung the phone up with a disappointed look on his face. 'I have to tell her sometime.' he thought.
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