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Lizzie picked up the vegetable they had just finished cutting up into the kitchen. She had just put her foot in the door when the conversation abruptly stopped. Rolling her eyes, she set down the tray, then walked out.
Her mind drifted to her little brother, it'd been entirely too long since he'd made any kind of scene. Biting her bottom lip in worry, she mounted the stairs, and hurried to his room.
She knocked first, then heard his faint voice. "Come in."
Pushing the door open, she smiled at him as he was sitting on the edge of his bed.
"What are you doing, worm?" she called, leaning against the door.
"Nothing," he answered softly.
"Listen, bark breath, I know something's wrong, so spill," she commanded, crossing the room to lean against the desk across from him.
Matt's face twisted in confusion for a second. He took a deep breath, then looked up at her. "What do you do if you like your best friend as more than a best friend?"
"You like Melina?!" Lizzie exclaimed.
"I think I do," Matt answered.
"Aww!" she gushed sitting on the bed next to him.
"That's not going to help," he grumbled, moving away from her and standing next to a wall. "I knew I shouldn't have told you."
"When did you realize it?" Lizzie asked, watching him.
Matt sighed. "All last week she was hanging out with the new guy, and even though he's done nothing to me, I can't stand the guy, and I think that means I'm jealous. And I wouldn't be jealous if I didn't like her."
Lizzie pondered what to tell him. She imagined what it would be like if Gordo were to walk up to her and tell her he liked her.
"Well, I'm glad you think it's funny," Matt stated, snapping her out of her daydream. "Because I don't!"
"I don't think it's funny," Lizzie protested.
"Yeah, and you were just sitting smiling like it was the best thing in the world," he replied, rolling his eyes.
"I was smiling?" she asked. Lizzie thought for a moment, she'd been thinking about Gordo liking her as more than a friend and she'd started smiling? She began to reason that she wouldn't mind Gordo liking her as more. As a matter of fact, she'd be extremely excited if he did like her as more.
"Have you told her?" Lizzie asked, trying to focus her attention on Matt right now.
"No, what if she doesn't like me?" he asked.
"Well, little brother," she smiled, standing up and rumpling his hair. "That's just a chance you're going to have to take.
Lizzie walked out of his room and into her own. She checked her appearance in the mirror then applied some lip gloss. She wanted to laugh. It took Matt to make her realize that she had a crush on her best guy friend.
Lizzie stared at her reflection, then her eyes moved to the pictures on the wall. She suddenly sympathized incredibly with Matt. What if Gordo didn't feel the same? What if she told and he didn't feel the same. Would things be weird? Could these new feelings she was finally going to allow to show change things between them?
Lizzie's eyes went to a picture of her, Miranda, and Gordo on the wall. Did she really want to risk changing that stability they had achieved over so many years?
Downstairs, she suddenly heard the raised voice of her mother. Unsure of what she was saying, Lizzie quickly walked down the stairs. Then she heard Miranda's mother's voice.
"Don't tell me they're arguing about a frozen pie," Lizzie moaned, as she put together bits of the conversation.
Lizzie picked up the vegetable they had just finished cutting up into the kitchen. She had just put her foot in the door when the conversation abruptly stopped. Rolling her eyes, she set down the tray, then walked out.
Her mind drifted to her little brother, it'd been entirely too long since he'd made any kind of scene. Biting her bottom lip in worry, she mounted the stairs, and hurried to his room.
She knocked first, then heard his faint voice. "Come in."
Pushing the door open, she smiled at him as he was sitting on the edge of his bed.
"What are you doing, worm?" she called, leaning against the door.
"Nothing," he answered softly.
"Listen, bark breath, I know something's wrong, so spill," she commanded, crossing the room to lean against the desk across from him.
Matt's face twisted in confusion for a second. He took a deep breath, then looked up at her. "What do you do if you like your best friend as more than a best friend?"
"You like Melina?!" Lizzie exclaimed.
"I think I do," Matt answered.
"Aww!" she gushed sitting on the bed next to him.
"That's not going to help," he grumbled, moving away from her and standing next to a wall. "I knew I shouldn't have told you."
"When did you realize it?" Lizzie asked, watching him.
Matt sighed. "All last week she was hanging out with the new guy, and even though he's done nothing to me, I can't stand the guy, and I think that means I'm jealous. And I wouldn't be jealous if I didn't like her."
Lizzie pondered what to tell him. She imagined what it would be like if Gordo were to walk up to her and tell her he liked her.
"Well, I'm glad you think it's funny," Matt stated, snapping her out of her daydream. "Because I don't!"
"I don't think it's funny," Lizzie protested.
"Yeah, and you were just sitting smiling like it was the best thing in the world," he replied, rolling his eyes.
"I was smiling?" she asked. Lizzie thought for a moment, she'd been thinking about Gordo liking her as more than a friend and she'd started smiling? She began to reason that she wouldn't mind Gordo liking her as more. As a matter of fact, she'd be extremely excited if he did like her as more.
"Have you told her?" Lizzie asked, trying to focus her attention on Matt right now.
"No, what if she doesn't like me?" he asked.
"Well, little brother," she smiled, standing up and rumpling his hair. "That's just a chance you're going to have to take.
Lizzie walked out of his room and into her own. She checked her appearance in the mirror then applied some lip gloss. She wanted to laugh. It took Matt to make her realize that she had a crush on her best guy friend.
Lizzie stared at her reflection, then her eyes moved to the pictures on the wall. She suddenly sympathized incredibly with Matt. What if Gordo didn't feel the same? What if she told and he didn't feel the same. Would things be weird? Could these new feelings she was finally going to allow to show change things between them?
Lizzie's eyes went to a picture of her, Miranda, and Gordo on the wall. Did she really want to risk changing that stability they had achieved over so many years?
Downstairs, she suddenly heard the raised voice of her mother. Unsure of what she was saying, Lizzie quickly walked down the stairs. Then she heard Miranda's mother's voice.
"Don't tell me they're arguing about a frozen pie," Lizzie moaned, as she put together bits of the conversation.
