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A/N – "Thoughts" , Set during First Kiss – right after Lizzie and Miranda's argument

Chapter 2 – Gordo's Jealous

Gordo sat on his bed and watched as Miranda stormed back and forth around his room, gesturing widely with her arms. He knew Miranda was pissed, he just wasn't sure why. The problem was, when Miranda was really angry, she would slip back and forth between English and Spanish.

So far he had figured out it had something to do with Lizzie and Ronnie. "Ronnie," he thought bitterly. He never actually met the guy but even before Lizzie became obsessed with him, he hated him for some reason.

Gordo watched as Miranda came to a sudden stop at the end of the bed and started ranting something in Spanish. At the very end, she started slipping in some French words. "Great. A third language," he thought sarcastically.

"Miranda!" Gordo shouted at her.

Stopping her rant, she looked at him. "First off, speak English. Second, what as got you so ticked off?" he said calmly.

Running a hand through her hair, she tried to calm down. "I'm so sick of hearing about Ronnie."

"So am I," Gordo said under his breath.

Miranda gave him an odd look but continued, "Everything she says is something about him. Sometimes I just want to strangle her."

"What did she do this time?"

A fire flickered in her eyes. "We were supposed to be going to the mall but she called Ronnie first. They talked for like two hours and it took them like fifteen minutes to say goodbye. They were doing that stupid you hang-up first crap, so I hit the cradle and hung up for them. She got pissed cause I interrupted them. I mean they would've kept going for hours and the mall would've closed. I told her I was sick of hearing hear talk about Ronnie and she basically said I was jealous!"

Gordo let out a long breath and moved so he was sitting in front of her, on the end of the bed. "What exactly did she say?"

"That I was jealous because I didn't have anyone like she did," she practically growled.

Gordo rubbed his face with his hands and sat there thinking what exactly to say. "You know she didn't mean it, right?"

Miranda's face softened a little, "Yea. Still hurts though."

"I know."

Miranda sat down next to him, "I don't know how much more of this I can take."

Gordo just grunted. Miranda looked over at him and a small grin formed. Seeing this out of the corner of his eye, Gordo started to get nervous.

"What?"

Miranda just grinned at him. "You really are jealous."

"What are you talking about?" Gordo asked trying to stay calm.

Miranda's grin grew wider, "You're jealous of Ronnie."

Gordo snickered and stood up. "Why would I be jealous of that dufus."

"Cause Lizzie has him up on this pedestal and it really irritates you," she said trying not to laugh. The look on his face was priceless.

"Maybe I don't like how she's so wrapped up in him but I'm not jealous."

Miranda folded her arms across her chest and smirked at him. "Yes you are."

Gordo opened his mouth to say something but then closed it. Miranda knew she had him and wasn't going to let him go until he admitted it.

"What makes you so sure?" Gordo stuffed his hands in pockets.

"Cause you rarely make fun of anyone and you freaked out when you saw them kiss." She watched him squirm and knew the kill was close.

Gordo shifted his jaw back and forth in irritation. "I told you, I just wasn't prepared for what it would be like if Lizzie had a serious boyfriend," he said as he shifted his weight nervously from side to side. "Plus, I never anticipated that she would get this obsessed about him."

Miranda grin turn to a smile, "He is so jealous."

"Can I ask you something?"

Miranda sat up straighter, "Sure."

"Has Lizzie…umm…ever said…she likes me as more than a friend?"

There's blood in the water. Miranda let out a short laugh, "She's given off a few signs, why?"

Gordo rubbed the back of his neck and let out a deep breath. "A few months ago, I was talking to Andie and she said she might."

Miranda studied him, she knew she had him. "If she did, would you be interested?"

Gordo just stood there thinking. Miranda titled her head, waiting for an answer. "Gordo, the truth."

He let out a long sigh and looked down at the ground. "Yes."

Miranda let out a high pitch squeal. "This is so cool. You two would be so cute together."

Gordo flinched at the squeal and his head snapped up, "Promise me you won't tell her."

"I promise. Besides, I think you two should get together on your own." Then she gave him an evil smile, "But that doesn't mean I won't be pushing you to do tell her."

Gordo rolled his eyes as Miranda let out another squeal. "What the hell have I gotten myself into."