A/N- Here I come with another story everyone loved: I Don't Like You! I hope you all like it! R/R! P.S. Let's just pretend Lizzie never knew he like her and never kissed him.
Chapter 1- Telling Tudgeman
Gordo's POV
I never planned on telling her. I never planned on telling anyone. If that's the case, my question is how it's possible that for some dumb reason, I told Tudgeman? Larry Tudgeman! I mean, I know they went on a date and all but what does that matter? He's still Tudgeman! I know, I'm one psychotic weirdo. Well it all started at lunch…
It was a warm so we got to eat lunch outside. Lizzie was late for lunch and Miranda was absent. As I looked for a seat, Tudgeman waved me over. Right when I sat down he started talking in a low whisper.
"I know you like her. I also know you won't admit it."
"Like who? What are you talking about?" I asked. Of course it was a lie. As if I didn't know he was talking about Lizzie.
"You know who. Just admit it, you like Lizzie." I sighed. Wondering if I should tell him.
"Fine. I like her. I like Lizzie McGuire." As soon as I said it I sensed a presence behind me. I slowly turned around. There was my worst nightmare. There stood Lizzie McGuire.
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Lizzie's POV
I was late for lunch that day. As I walked into the outdoor cafeteria, I looked for Gordo. I spotted him talking quietly to Tudgeman. Strange, I know. Well, as I headed for them, I caught the last words of their conversation. It was Gordo saying, you'll never believe this, but Gordo said, "I like Lizzie McGuire." Lizzie McGuire, that's me. He liked me? Gordo liked me? I know, unbelievable. I just stared at him as he turned around. Then I just ran, I ran to the girl's bathroom. The one place he couldn't go. I just stood there, leaning against the door, panting. He liked me? He couldn't like me. We were just friends. Nothing more. I wanted to cry, scream, and laugh, whatever. I was just so surprised. He, Gordo, liked me! I couldn't get over it.
All of a sudden, I heard a knock on the door. "Lizzie? It's Gordo, open up. We need to talk." I was so quiet I didn't even breathe. "Lizzie?" As he called my name I wanted to throw open the door and say it was a huge surprise and we should talk about it. But I couldn't. I stayed quiet until he left. Want to know why? Because Gordo could not like me. No way.
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