[A/N]: If you didn't read the authors note before this chapter, then I will give a quick note on what was said. I read my story for the first time, and realized it sucked because a lot of things just seemed way too unrealistic. I changed chapter 10. I hope you agree upon the decision I made. Tell me in a review.
-Chapter 13-
Friday came by quickly. I was now getting ready for Ethan's birthday party that was only fifteen minutes away. I hadn't been feeling good all day, but something told me I had to go to this party. There was a knock at the door. I applied the last coat of my lip-gloss and took a deep breath while looking in my vanity mirror. I stared at my reflection for a while and gave myself a small smile.
"Come in." I shouted. The door squeaked open and there stood Gordo; wearing something different from what he usually wore…a jacket took the place of his button up. He was different, yet he was the same Gordo from earlier today. He walked closer to where I was. I didn't notice I was starring at him.
"Umm, hey." He waved his hand to get my attention. I snapped out of my daze. "I knew it, it's the outfit isn't it?"
"No…no, you look, you look great." A weird feeling took over me.
"Thanks, so do you." I found myself looking straight into his eyes. I didn't mean to, but it was like our eyes met intentionally. We stood there for a few seconds not knowing what to do, or what move to make next. But, something told me instantly to blink.
"Um, I'm jus-just… gonna… get my coat." My eyes were still looking straight into his, but my body was positioning to the coat rack next to my door. I could tell that he was thinking; I didn't know what, but by the look on his face, he seemed confused just like me. Just as my face turned away from his and motion to the coat rack, my mom opened the door.
"Are you guys ready to go?" I stared at her for a moment realizing how much we've grown apart over the last five months. She looked back at me in a weird way then smiled. I turned and faced Gordo, motioning for him to come. As my mom walked out of the door and I was about to follow her, I heard Gordo's voice call my name. I turned my head in his direction leaving my body facing the door.
"Wait, before we go, there's something I need to tell you." I didn't know if this was going to be good or bad. I had forgotten about the night Gordo and I talked on the phone and he mentioned something he needed to tell me right before I had to get off. Mom stretched her head back into my room after she realized we weren't behind her.
"Are you two coming or what?"
"Um, yeah. We'll be down in a sec- a minute." I figured by the seriousness on Gordo's face that this something was important and might take longer than a second.
"I'll be waiting in the car." Mom walked down stairs and just as I heard the front door slam, I motioned my body over to Gordo's.
"So, what is it?" I trembled out. I tried to be calm not knowing what was going to come next, but for some reason I had a feeling that this something wasn't going to be all that bad. He starred at me for a moment motioning his hands in a weird way. I could tell he was nerves; this had to be big.
"Miranda, um…" He stopped after those two little words still moving his hands and shaking, just as I did.
"I'm listening." His hands stopped and rested on his sides. He looked at me in a strange way, then took a deep breath.
"Its good to know… that, um, you're feeling better." I waited for the words I wanted to hear, or something rather than that, but nothing else came. I just smiled at him, and grabbed his hand in a friendly way and pulled him to the door. In a way I was disappointed at his statement because of the fact that I was expecting something else; something I never thought I would want to hear from my best friend; something that could change our friendship forever.
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That's it, for now. How do you like how I changed the story? Is it better this way than the one before? Hmm…
