If you've read the previous Author's Note, you would know that I'm starting to write stories with disclaimers and in normal story-like format. So now I give you…CHAPTER 5!

Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire or any of her little friends.

Chapter 5

Scene: at Lizzie's house

The plan was this: Miranda would go over to Lizzie's house to make themselves look good (yes it's just the carnival but girls need to look good no matter where they go!), then Gordo and his dad would come pick them up, they would all get dropped off at the carnival, get picked up again at 10:00pm, and then Miranda would go back to Lizzie's house and spend the night. It seemed simple enough, but the night was nothing liked any of them had planned…

DING-DONG! The doorbell rang. Lizzie ran down the stairs to answer it. She opened the door and in stepped Miranda with her sleeping bag and backpack.

"Hey Lizzie." said Miranda. "This is gunna be so much fun! We're gunna go on the Fabulous Friends Ferris wheel (that wasn't actually what it was called but they have always called it that because all three of them went on it together every year) and the roller coaster and eat yummy carnival food and-"

"-and if we do that we'll be throwing up till next month!" Lizzie cut in. Miranda smirked at Lizzie's sarcasm, and changed the subject entirely. "So, when's Gordo getting here?"

"He'll be here in a few minutes." Lizzie said glancing at her watch. "So that gives us enough time to go upstairs and put on some hot makeup! You can put your stuff up in my room."

Lizzie and Miranda ran back upstairs to put on their makeup and drop off Miranda's things. No sooner had they run up there, than the doorbell rang. They both ran downstairs again and answered the door. It was Gordo. Lizzie looked into his eyes and a chill ran up her spine. He smiled at her and she smiled back. Apparently, Miranda WASN'T cool with the fact that her best friends were going out like she said she was, so she spoke up. "Hey Gordo! So, can we go?" Miranda said in a somewhat rude voice. Gordo's trance on Lizzie broke and he came back to reality. "Umm…ya. My dads' out in the driveway. Miranda's right. We should get going before the lines start forming."

"Ok then." Said Lizzie. "Bye mom!"

"Bye dear! Have a good time!" Mrs. McGuire shouted from the kitchen. The three of them walked out the door and into Mr. Gordon's car. Gordo got in first. Lizzie was about to get in and sit next to him, but Miranda was too fast and got in so she could sit between the two of them. Neither Gordo nor Lizzie were thrilled about Miranda sitting between them, but neither of them wanted to tell Miranda to move. So they rode all the way to the carnival in silence. Miranda new that she was being a little rude and selfish, but she also knew that if she let Lizzie and Gordo sit next to each other, they would act all lovey like they promised they wouldn't. So nothing was said during the entire car ride there. After the 15-minute drive, they pulled into the parking zone. The three friend got out of the car and Gordo waved too his dad and promised that they would be back in this exact spot at 10:00. Once Mr. Gordon pulled out and drove away, Lizzie, Gordo, and Miranda looked around them; it was a spectacular sight. Lights everywhere, the sounds of people winning prizes from the silly games, and the echo of the man in the bingo tent calling, "B-12! B-12!" and then some lucky person yelling, "Bingo! I win! I win!"

After gazing in awe at the fantastic sight, Lizzie decided to break the everlasting silence. "Oh my gosh! This looks like so much fun! What should we do first!? Go on rides? Play a game? Eat some cotton candy?" Lizzie was acting more enthusiastic about the carnival then Miranda was back at her house.

The night went by so quickly it was hard to remember everything. But one thing was nearly impossible to forget…

"Whoa. I'm so stuffed!" said Lizzie. "I'm not!" cried Miranda. "In fact, I think I want a pretzel! When I get back all three of us can go on the Ferris wheel together! Wait here for me guys, okay?"

"Okay." Said Gordo and Lizzie. Miranda ran off and left them by themselves standing next to the Farris wheel. "I've got an idea." Said Gordo in a mischievous voice. "And what might that be?" Lizzie asked. "Well, Miranda's probably going to have to find the pretzel cart, wait in a line, buy herself a pretzel, and then find us again. I think with all of that time we could go on the Ferris wheel at least once together. Miranda will never know."

"Well, I guess it couldn't do any harm." Lizzie responded. Before they knew it, Lizzie and Gordo were on the Ferris wheel going higher and higher and then stopping at the very top.

"Wow." Lizzie gasped. The sight of the entire carnival seemed to belong only to them and she didn't want to miss anything. Just then, Gordo tapped her on the shoulder and before she could do anything about it, they were in a lip-lock. Meanwhile, back on Earth, Miranda had taken a shorter time getting her pretzel then anyone had hoped. She came back to the Ferris wheel with her pretzel at hand, and noticed that her friends were gone. She didn't think to look up to the very top of the Ferris wheel ever though that was precisely where they were. Miranda was the type of person that immediately jumped to conclusions and millions of realistic and unrealistic thoughts raced through her mind:

"They probably just went to the bathroom. But why would they both go together? One of them would have stayed here. They must have just got to get something to eat. But they said they were stuffed, so that can't be right. Oh my God, what if they were kidnapped!?"

This answer stuck in her mind, but she tried to think logically. "I'm sure they'll be back here any minute."

Miranda waited and ate her pretzel. Once it was gone, she knew she had waited long enough; she began to get very worried. A police officer that was patrolling the area noticed Miranda's worried face and walked up to her. "Excuse me Miss," he said calmly "is everything okay?" Miranda wasn't sure if she wanted to get the police involved in something that was probably nothing, but she knew that she would feel a lot better if she did. "No officer, everything isn't okay. My two friends are missing!" Miranda almost shouted at the officer.

"Are you sure?" the officer questioned "Tell me exactly what happened." Miranda told the officer everything, even the fact that her two friends were dating. She didn't know if this information would help in any way, but she figured every little piece if information was important. She described them and told the officer their names. Once she was done, the officer took his walkie-talkie out of his belt, held down the button, and began speaking into it. "Attention all officers. I have a report on two missing peoples. One is Elizabeth McGuire: strait blonde hair, hazel eyes, about 5 feet, 5 inches. The other one is David Gordon: short, curly, dark brown hair, brown eyes, about 5 feet 3 inches. Last seen in front of the Ferris wheel. Over. Then more voices came out of the walkie-talkie saying that they would all keep a look out for them.

Back on the Ferris wheel, it had turned so that Lizzie could hear a policeman's walkie-talkie. She heard Gordo and her descriptions and that a girl named Miranda Sanchez was the last to see them. Lizzie broke away from Gordo and stared at him; he stared back; he heard the report too. "Oh my gosh Gordo!" Lizzie said in an alarmed voice. "We have to get off this ride and find Miranda!" The ride finally stopped and Lizzie and Gordo got off. They stood behind the Ferris wheel thinking of where they could possibly look. Then, as if that were its queue to go, a speaker suddenly blared over the carnival: "Elizabeth McGuire and David Gordon, report to the Bingo tent!" Lizzie and Gordo looked at each other, nodded, and ran in the direction of the Bingo tent.

When Miranda spotted them, she ran out and hugged them. "Oh my God! Where were you guys!? Did you go to the bathrooms or get something to eat or get kidnapped or what!?" She looked and sounded so worried it made Lizzie feel nauseous. "Miranda! I'm so sorry we worried you that much! There's nothing to worry about though! Me and Gordo were just on the Ferris wheel!" Lizzie realized what she had just said and slapped her hands over her mouth. Miranda's expression changed from worried to angry. "You were what!?" Miranda hollered. "We were supposed to go on that together as a trio! We have every year for as long as I can remember! You had me worrying about you, thinking that you might be dead, even got the police involved, and all this time you were on the Ferris wheel together!? The Fabulous Friends Ferris wheel!?" Lizzie was annoyed at this comment. She didn't think it was that big of a deal. "Listen Miranda! In case you haven't noticed, Gordo and me are a couple now! And sometimes, couples just like to do stuff together and not have their other friend with them all the time!" Miranda took a step back, and looked at Lizzie with an undetermined look on her face. It was a mix of anger, sadness, guilt, and hate. "You're right Lizzie." Miranda said in a frighteningly calm voice. "I'm just the other friend. So I guess I'll just back off so you and Gordo can be together."

"Miranda," Gordo finally spoke up. "you know that if you had a boyfriend, you probably would have done the same thing."

"Oh, so now you're against me because I don't have a boyfriend!?" Gordo and Lizzie realized that Miranda wasn't going to calm down no matter when either of them said. Gordo looked at his watch. It was 9:55pm. "We should probably start heading to the parking lot so my dad can pick us up. The three of them started walking to the parking lot in silence. When Mr. Gordon's car go there, again, Gordo got in first, but this time Lizzie went in next to him, and Miranda didn't really seem to care. The car ride was identical to the first one, silent. Everyone was so dazed the whole ride; the two girls totally forgot that Miranda was supposed to spend the night at Lizzie's house. When Mr. Gordon pulled into Lizzie's driveway, Miranda and Lizzie got out and went inside, forgetting to say good-bye to Gordo or thank Mr. Gordon for the rides to the carnival and back. The two girls stormed in the house. When they got in, Miranda walked up to Mrs. McGuire and told her that she felt pretty sick from probably eating to much carnival food, and asked if it was okay if she were to call her mom and go home. Miranda went home, and both girls fell asleep frustrated and angry.

So that's it. My first chapter with narration. I love it! I hope that you do too! And because its so long, it'll keep you busy for a while and I don't have to write another chapter really quick. Lol. Jk. But you do need to R&R to show me that you want me to write another one.