A/N Sorry that I didn't update for a while my first day of school is tomorrow and I have volleyball practice. Enjoy this chapter it should be good.

Chapter 5: Good luck

September 11, 2001:

"Lizzie you look GREAT!" Miranda said when Lizzie came down stairs

"You think?" Lizzie asked glancing down at the cloths she picked out for the memorial ceremony. She was wearing a red and white shirt and a blue skirt that went down to just above her knees.

"Yeah," Miranda said with a look of envy on her face. "Can I borrow it sometimes?"

"Miranda I just bought this. Well actually my parents did, but maybe later." Lizzie said looking around "Hey, where's Gordo?"

"Gordo is at school already finishing up the slid show." Miranda said as they waved bye to Lizzie's mom and day.

"Lizzie we will be there at 12:30," Lizzie's mom called after them.

"Okay, bye mom and dad see you later! "Lizzie said closing the door behind her.

A/N everyone in the choir class was told to wear red, white, and blue.

Lunch- (all students in the memorial ceremony ate their lunch between 11:30 to 12:00 then went to get ready. All the other students would eat from 12:00 to 12:30 then report to the auditorium.)

Lizzie and Miranda sat across from each other with Miranda trying to get a conversation going. "Is Gordo still finishing the slid show?" Lizzie asked when she realized that only one of her best friends was at lunch.

"Yeah while you were in choir and we were in science he told me he needed another hour to finish it." She paused seeing the sad look on Lizzie's face. "Well if you want to talk to him he might be able to get away for a minute."

"He's in the computer lab right? Lizzie asked standing up.

"Yeah," Miranda said. As Lizzie turned to go she called, "Good luck, bring the house down."

"Thanks Miranda you too." Lizzie said with a small smile. While Lizzie walked away Miranda thought 'Lizzie, Lizzie you like Gordo as more then a friend. I can see it. Even if you don't know yet. And Gordo also likes you as more then a friend.' Miranda shook her head and almost laughed out loud thinking of her two best friends.

When Lizzie arrived at the computer lab she peered into the room and only saw Gordo sitting at a computer there was no one else in the room. So Lizzie opened the door and Gordo glanced over and saw her.

"Hey Lizzie What's up?" Gordo said getting up from the computer.

"Nothing much."

You're nervous aren't you?"

"Yeah I'm the last one up and everyone is going to be looking forward to an awesome ending." Taking a seat Lizzie continued looking at the ground, "And I'm afraid I can't give them that."

"Lizzie," Gordo said lifting her chin so that she looked at him. "I said it before and I'll say it again you sing and look beautiful." 'I didn't just say that she looks beautiful? Oh on I did. I told myself that I wouldn't tell her. Darn it. Darn it! Why am I so stupid?' Gordo thought to himself.

Toon Lizzie:  did Gordo just say that I'm beautiful?

"Oh… thanks Gordo," Lizzie said confused. "Gordo I wanted to day thanks for telling me to join choir."

"Hey what are friends for? Hey you better get going."

"Yeah your right." Lizzie said as she walked to the door.

"Good Luck." Gordo called.

Everyone Lizzie walked by in the hall wished her good luck. All that Lizzie did nod her head. She couldn't speak, her mind was filled with 'I can do this' and 'I can't do this.' But she knew that everyone was counting on her. Which made the 'I can't do this' sound more convincing. But also one more thought went in though her mind 'Lizzie you sing and look beautiful.'

"How can I do this?" Lizzie whispered to herself standing outside the choir door.

"Hey Lizzie," Parker said coming up behind Lizzie. "Good luck, but I don't think you need it. You sing amazing."

Thanks Parker, but I don't sing that good." Lizzie said while she walked into the choir room.

'You may not think so but you can sing better then most famous singers.' Parker thought as she followed Lizzie.

A/N so what do you think? Next chapter hopefully soon. But as I said before I got school starting.