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"Hey Miranda," Gordo called, cross the grass to the table where she was sitting.
Miranda stared at him. "What's wrong?" she asked suspiciously.
"Um, I don't know, but I know you're not going to believe what I just did."
Miranda didn't like the tone in his voice, or the bewildered look in his eyes. "What?" she asked slowly, twisting the lid off her bottle of water.
"I just told Kate Sanders I'd take her to the Fall Ball."
Her throat constricted and she spit the water out onto the ground in front of her. "You what!?"
Gordo pressed his lips together and nodded. "She asked me."
"And you said yes!?" she exclaimed, a little too loud.
"Well, I felt bad." His eyes dropped to the ground.
"Why would you feel bad for turning down Kate Sanders? She's like the most evil person in the school," Miranda argued, glaring at him. This had to be some kind of twisted, cruel joke.
"Not really. We used to be friends with her."
"Yeah, used to, being the key phrase. Gordo, what the hell is going through your mind? Kate Sanders! Kate?" Miranda exploded, standing up from the table.
Gordo sighed and grabbed her arm, pulling her back down onto the bench. "Look, Miranda, she asked me. No one else was going to, and I don't know, I just said yes."
"But what about Lizzie?" Miranda asked.
Gordo's eyebrows came together as he frowned. "What about her? She has a date already, and it's not me."
"You never even asked her!"
"No I haven't, and it's not an issue. She's not going with me, she's going with Ethan, and I'm going with Kate. So it doesn't matter either way," he sighed.
Miranda knew she wasn't giving him the reaction he had wanted, but she could care less right now. He had completely lost his mind. "Do you really want to go with Kate?"
He was quiet as he pulled at his sleeve, his face frowning as he thought.
"Don't tell me you have to consider it, Gordo! I would understand it if it was someone else, and they'd ask you. But you actually wanting to go on a date with Kate Sanders is more than I can take!"
Gordo stood up suddenly. "Why are you having such a hard time with this, Miranda? I can take whomever I want to the dance."
"I can't take it," Miranda snapped. "Because Kate is a stuck up witch who has made it her purpose in life to make our lives as miserable as possible."
Gordo tried to calm her down. "Miranda, look, I know you're mad cause I won't let you fix me and Lizzie up into some kind of fairy tale romance. But it's not going to happen, she's made her choice, so I had to make one too."
Miranda rolled her eyes as she walked toward the garbage can to throw away her bottle of water. "Whatever Gordo."
"Miranda, come on," he pleaded. "Don't act like this."
"You know, I honestly don't know how you want me to act. You are taking Kate to the dance, Gordo. That's like completely different than you've ever acted, and I think, no I don't think, I know it's got something to do with Lizzie and I just wish you'd let me know what's going on."
"Nothing is going on," he cried exasperated. "Kate asked me to be her date for the dance and I said yes. That's it, end of story!"
Miranda leaned back against the wall and stared at him. "What do you want me to say? Great job, have fun?"
"Just because you don't have a date doesn't mean I should have to go without someone so you can dance with me when it's convenient for you," he grumbled shaking his head.
"What?" Miranda asked slowly. "I can't believe you just said that." She stared at him for several minutes, a tense silence between them. "You know, my reasons for not wanting you to go with Kate are nothing like that. They have to do with me being a friend and actually caring what happened to your feelings. I'm sorry I came across harsh-actually, no I'm not, because you deserved it. I don't give a damn, Gordo, take Kate to the dance. Just don't expect me to be there to put the pieces back together when she shatters you."
Miranda gave him a final glare then turned on her heel and stormed back into the school.
"Miranda!" a cheerful voice called.
She stopped in her tracks and slowly turned around, dreading who she would face. She felt relief flood through her when she saw Lizzie's smiling face. "What's up?"
"Nothing," she answered. "How about you?"
"Same thing different day," Miranda stated, trying to resist the urge to reveal everything that was going on.
Lizzie nodded and pressed her lips together. "Have you and Gordo gone to a hung out recently?"
Miranda rolled her eyes at the mention of his name. "Gordo's acting like an idiot anymore."
Lizzie made a shocked face. "Really, Miranda. That's a bit strong."
"You don't know what's going on right now," she stated, she felt bad as Lizzie's face crumpled at being left out. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down, it wasn't Lizzie's fault. "What's up with you?"
Lizzie shrugged. "You're still going to the Ball right?"
"Yeah," Miranda nodded.
"Good, cause I wanted to see you there," Lizzie nodded. "Well, I guess I'll see you later." She pulled her backpack tighter against her back and hurried towards her next class.
"Miranda?" A deep voice called.
"What?" she snapped, slamming her locker shut as she turned around to face Gordo.
He stared at her for a few moments without speaking. Miranda ran her tongue over her teeth, if he didn't say something soon, she was going on to class. She waited a few more moments then rolled her eyes and tried to go around him.
"I'm sorry," he breathed softly, blocking her way.
"Don't lie."
"I'm not. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean what I said. It's just, ever since Lizzie came to Hillridge, I've felt like I've been knocked for a loop and that I don't have any idea at all what to do. Going out with Kate has to be a way for me to quit thinking about her," Gordo explained. "If I don't quit thinking about her, I'm going to lose my mind."
Miranda's brown eyes danced over his face, completely serious, and truthful.
"And," he continued. "You've always been there for me to fall back on, and if you're not here for me now, I am going to fall apart."
Miranda felt her anger melting. She still thought he was an idiot, but he was an idiot that was her best friend, and he needed her more than ever right now. "Well, don't go falling to pieces yet, you've still got a dance you need to make it through."
Relief took over his face as he broke into a large grin. "Thank you."
"You're lucky I'm attached to you, buddy."
"You're going to help me pick out what to wear right?" he asked a teasing tone in his voice.
Miranda laughed. "Yeah, you're going to need a lot more help than that."
"Hey Miranda," Gordo called, cross the grass to the table where she was sitting.
Miranda stared at him. "What's wrong?" she asked suspiciously.
"Um, I don't know, but I know you're not going to believe what I just did."
Miranda didn't like the tone in his voice, or the bewildered look in his eyes. "What?" she asked slowly, twisting the lid off her bottle of water.
"I just told Kate Sanders I'd take her to the Fall Ball."
Her throat constricted and she spit the water out onto the ground in front of her. "You what!?"
Gordo pressed his lips together and nodded. "She asked me."
"And you said yes!?" she exclaimed, a little too loud.
"Well, I felt bad." His eyes dropped to the ground.
"Why would you feel bad for turning down Kate Sanders? She's like the most evil person in the school," Miranda argued, glaring at him. This had to be some kind of twisted, cruel joke.
"Not really. We used to be friends with her."
"Yeah, used to, being the key phrase. Gordo, what the hell is going through your mind? Kate Sanders! Kate?" Miranda exploded, standing up from the table.
Gordo sighed and grabbed her arm, pulling her back down onto the bench. "Look, Miranda, she asked me. No one else was going to, and I don't know, I just said yes."
"But what about Lizzie?" Miranda asked.
Gordo's eyebrows came together as he frowned. "What about her? She has a date already, and it's not me."
"You never even asked her!"
"No I haven't, and it's not an issue. She's not going with me, she's going with Ethan, and I'm going with Kate. So it doesn't matter either way," he sighed.
Miranda knew she wasn't giving him the reaction he had wanted, but she could care less right now. He had completely lost his mind. "Do you really want to go with Kate?"
He was quiet as he pulled at his sleeve, his face frowning as he thought.
"Don't tell me you have to consider it, Gordo! I would understand it if it was someone else, and they'd ask you. But you actually wanting to go on a date with Kate Sanders is more than I can take!"
Gordo stood up suddenly. "Why are you having such a hard time with this, Miranda? I can take whomever I want to the dance."
"I can't take it," Miranda snapped. "Because Kate is a stuck up witch who has made it her purpose in life to make our lives as miserable as possible."
Gordo tried to calm her down. "Miranda, look, I know you're mad cause I won't let you fix me and Lizzie up into some kind of fairy tale romance. But it's not going to happen, she's made her choice, so I had to make one too."
Miranda rolled her eyes as she walked toward the garbage can to throw away her bottle of water. "Whatever Gordo."
"Miranda, come on," he pleaded. "Don't act like this."
"You know, I honestly don't know how you want me to act. You are taking Kate to the dance, Gordo. That's like completely different than you've ever acted, and I think, no I don't think, I know it's got something to do with Lizzie and I just wish you'd let me know what's going on."
"Nothing is going on," he cried exasperated. "Kate asked me to be her date for the dance and I said yes. That's it, end of story!"
Miranda leaned back against the wall and stared at him. "What do you want me to say? Great job, have fun?"
"Just because you don't have a date doesn't mean I should have to go without someone so you can dance with me when it's convenient for you," he grumbled shaking his head.
"What?" Miranda asked slowly. "I can't believe you just said that." She stared at him for several minutes, a tense silence between them. "You know, my reasons for not wanting you to go with Kate are nothing like that. They have to do with me being a friend and actually caring what happened to your feelings. I'm sorry I came across harsh-actually, no I'm not, because you deserved it. I don't give a damn, Gordo, take Kate to the dance. Just don't expect me to be there to put the pieces back together when she shatters you."
Miranda gave him a final glare then turned on her heel and stormed back into the school.
"Miranda!" a cheerful voice called.
She stopped in her tracks and slowly turned around, dreading who she would face. She felt relief flood through her when she saw Lizzie's smiling face. "What's up?"
"Nothing," she answered. "How about you?"
"Same thing different day," Miranda stated, trying to resist the urge to reveal everything that was going on.
Lizzie nodded and pressed her lips together. "Have you and Gordo gone to a hung out recently?"
Miranda rolled her eyes at the mention of his name. "Gordo's acting like an idiot anymore."
Lizzie made a shocked face. "Really, Miranda. That's a bit strong."
"You don't know what's going on right now," she stated, she felt bad as Lizzie's face crumpled at being left out. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down, it wasn't Lizzie's fault. "What's up with you?"
Lizzie shrugged. "You're still going to the Ball right?"
"Yeah," Miranda nodded.
"Good, cause I wanted to see you there," Lizzie nodded. "Well, I guess I'll see you later." She pulled her backpack tighter against her back and hurried towards her next class.
"Miranda?" A deep voice called.
"What?" she snapped, slamming her locker shut as she turned around to face Gordo.
He stared at her for a few moments without speaking. Miranda ran her tongue over her teeth, if he didn't say something soon, she was going on to class. She waited a few more moments then rolled her eyes and tried to go around him.
"I'm sorry," he breathed softly, blocking her way.
"Don't lie."
"I'm not. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean what I said. It's just, ever since Lizzie came to Hillridge, I've felt like I've been knocked for a loop and that I don't have any idea at all what to do. Going out with Kate has to be a way for me to quit thinking about her," Gordo explained. "If I don't quit thinking about her, I'm going to lose my mind."
Miranda's brown eyes danced over his face, completely serious, and truthful.
"And," he continued. "You've always been there for me to fall back on, and if you're not here for me now, I am going to fall apart."
Miranda felt her anger melting. She still thought he was an idiot, but he was an idiot that was her best friend, and he needed her more than ever right now. "Well, don't go falling to pieces yet, you've still got a dance you need to make it through."
Relief took over his face as he broke into a large grin. "Thank you."
"You're lucky I'm attached to you, buddy."
"You're going to help me pick out what to wear right?" he asked a teasing tone in his voice.
Miranda laughed. "Yeah, you're going to need a lot more help than that."