Chapter 6: Promise

A/N: Did anyone get it? His name was Brian McNamara, but Lizzie thought he said he was Mac Namara. Not exactly hilarious, but this'll make a great plot. This is gonna be a short story. Maybe eight, nine chapters at the most. I'm sooooooooooo sorry that the chapters were mixed up, but I think they're okay now.

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Lizzie's POV

"David Gordon!" The director or producer or whatever he was called yelled.

I was shaking. About twenty five of the nine billion people who were there had auditioned, and now it was Gordo's turn. The others weren't that good, except for, like, two or three of them. But I couldn't tell, they did the audition in a closed room.

I clutched his shoulder. "Go get 'em." I whispered.

He nodded and struggled into the room. The script people gave him one-page script, and told him what parts to read. I watched through the glass windows, Miranda behind me.

"Do you think he'll make it?" She asked me.

I nodded. "I hope so."

After a few minute which seemed like hours, Gordo came out with a fresh smile on his face. "I got called back!" He exclaimed.

My jaw dropped. "Really?"

He didn't get a chance to answer me.

"Lizzie McGuire?"

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"This is so amazing!" I exclaimed. "We all got called back!"

"Trissa, here I come!" Miranda smiled, looking at her watch. "Oh, sorry, guys! I got to hurry! My mom and I have to go bond today! I promised." She dashed off. "I'll see you at callbacks!" She called behind her shoulder.

Gordo put his arms around my waist from behind me and started whispering in my ear. "How about we go bond, too? Wanna get an ice cream?"

I wanted to kiss him very badly, the way he was looking at me, but we were in plain sight outside of Ren-Mar Warehouses, across from a playground with lots of little kids in it, so I just smiled. "Okay."

We linked fingers and walked to the nearest ice cream parlor. He kept staring at me, and each time I caught him, I didn't say anything. But when he stared at me while we were waiting for our ice cream, I got curious.

"Why are you staring at me?" I asked.

He turned his head away and flushed red. "I was just wondering how someone could have time to be so gorgeous and still have time to be so great at the same time."

I laughed. "I-"

He closed his eyes. "Don't do that. Laugh, I mean. It makes me melt. It makes me want to kiss you."

"Then why don't you? Are you too chicken?" I smiled, knowing where this was going.

He gasped, pretending to be insulted. "Me? Chicken? No way."

"Then prove it."

"I'd be glad to." He said, taking my hand in his.

We leaned over the table, and soon our lips met. Before I knew it, it was a total make-out session. Man, Gordo was a good kisser. The way he could make all your worries go away, the way it wasn't to wet or dry, or tasted like nasty Cheetos, just made me wonder how it took so long to find this guy.

We were just about to break apart when-

"Um... excuse me?" A waitress smiled at us.

We snapped apart, blushing like mad. I looked away to the side so no one would see my face. This was so embarrassing! Nothing like that had ever happened between me and Gordo before, and I was afraid that it might turn our romantic date into an awkward one.

She set the ice cream down on the table and walked away, smiling to herself.

I glanced at Gordo, who was now pretending like the ice cream was the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen. "So..."

He chuckled. "So..."

I giggled, and soon we were about to fall onto the ground, laughing like crazy. I wasn't sure what was so funny... but it just was when you were there, in this situation, with Gordo. All the tension that was there broke apart.

When I finally caught my breath, I spoke. "Hey, Gordo?"

He looked up at me. "What?"

"Promise me something."

"Anything."

"Promise me that even if we don't make the show, or we become huge stars, or something weird happens, we'll be together forever. As friends, and as more." I held up my ice cream for a toast.

"As friends and as more." He repeated, and we clicked our ice cream cones together. "I promise."

"Nothing's gonna change, right?"

He nodded and smiled brightly. "Don't worry, McGuire. Nothing will change as long as I'm here."