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A/N – "Thoughts" , Set right after Clueless

Chapter 3 – Inner Thoughts

Lizzie leaned against one of the pillars on the front porch. She watched as Gordo walked away, "Who knew your whole life could be turned upside down in a matter of seconds."

A thousand emotions were rushing through her. Embarrassment, anger, joy, nervousness.

Her conversation with Kate kept replaying in her head. "He doesn't just want anybody to notice him, he wants you to notice him."

At first, she didn't want to believe her. Not just cause Kate could be setting her up but cause if it was true, it would drastically change the most important relationship in her life.

Then when they were on the porch together, Lizzie knew. "Gordo likes me."

If her Father hadn't interrupted them, she was positive he would've asked her out. "Would I've said yes?" Or even more scary, kissed her.

She let out a tired sigh, "Do I even like him like that?" Lizzie bit her lip as butterflies started crashing around in her stomach. "Sure he's smart, funny, thoughtful, he has those amazing blue eyes, and that hair…" She quickly stopped her train of thought, a little embarrassed.

"Kate said it was obvious that Gordo had a crush on her. If it was so obvious, than how come I never noticed it."

Her mind was racing, trying to remember everything that Gordo had done lately. At first she tried to remember anything out of the ordinary, any gesture he may have made that she misread. But than realized that wasn't Gordo, he was much more subtle when expressing his feelings.

That's when things clicked. All the times she caught him watching her, the little things he would do to make her smile, how he would listen to her no matter how stupid she sounded, how his jaw would twitch slightly when she would go on about how cute Ethan or any other boy was. "How could I've been so blind?"

A little voice in the back of her head that sounded like Kate answered. "You've been too busy paying attention to Ethan."

She hung her head as it sunk in. Lizzie knew the Gordo hated listening to Miranda and her talk about Ethan. She just always took Gordo's excuse about not wanting to listen to the girl-talk. "Was he jealous?"

Her head started pounding as she tried to make some sense of what was happening. The only thing she knew was that Gordo liked her but she wasn't sure how she felt about him.

Looking down at the bouquet in her hands, she smiled at a memory. She had been freaking out because she thought everyone was passing her by and she had called Miranda and Gordo over to help her pick a career. The last option was a stay at home mom. She imagined what it would be like, when she thought about her future husband coming home after work, it wasn't Ethan. It was Gordo.

She laughed softly and blushed as she remembered what happened afterwards. Gordo yelled at her about being sick of listening to their girl talk and she snapped back, without thinking, "You don't see me doing cartwheels about it." Her face grew redder as she remembered the cute, clueless expression he had on his face.

Lizzie was snapped back to reality as she heard the front door opening.

"Lizzie?" she heard her mom say as she joined her on the porch.

"Yea Mom?"

Mrs. McGuire walked up and stood next to her. "Everything alright? You've been out here awhile."

"Everything's fine." She lied but hoped her Mom wouldn't know. "Just thinking."

Mrs. McGuire stood quietly for a moment. "How are things between you and Gordo?"

Lizzie swallowed the lump in her throat. "Fine," she said in a voice a bit to high.

A small smile formed on Mrs. McGuire's face. "You two seemed to be arguing a lot tonight."

Clearing her throat, she just shrugged, not trusting her voice.

Mrs. McGuire let out a quick, soft laugh. When Lizzie looked at her oddly, she just smiled at her. "I was remembering something from when you two were younger."

Lizzie titled her head and looked at her, "What?"

Mrs. McGuire looked up at the night sky with a smile. "Gordo had just learned how to walk but you hadn't yet. We had to baby proof both houses, to make sure you two wouldn't get into anything. One day, Roberta brought Gordo over. You two were playing with blocks in the living room and we were having coffee in the kitchen. After about a hour or so, Gordo came walking into the kitchen to see his mom. Well you must've never noticed him leave cause all of the sudden you started crying. Gordo looked up at us with this look of panic, I think he thought you got hurt or something. He took off so fast, that he tripped and fell rounding the kitchen table. Quickly pushing himself back up, he ran back into the living room. When Roberta and I made it into the living room, we found you two sitting together against the couch. Gordo was playing with the blocks again while you were sucking you thumb and was playing with his hair, like it was calming you."

Lizzie looked away blushing like crazy and a small smile on her lips. "She's got it bad." Mrs. McGuire knew there was something happening between Gordo and her but she didn't want to interfere. "I have hundreds of stories like that."

"Mom?" Lizzie asked in an almost little girl's voice.

"Yes honey?"

"Umm…Have you noticed Gordo acting differently around me lately?"

Mrs. McGuire had to bite back a huge smile. "What do you mean?"

"Like he…uh…like …"

"Like he's interested in being more than friends?" Mrs. McGuire finished for her.

Lizzie looked down at her feet, "Ye…Yea."

Before it could go any farther, a loud crash was heard from inside the house.

"What now," Mrs. McGuire said under her breath. She looked at the closed front door behind them and shook her head. Looking back at Lizzie, "Honey. I'm not going to try and understand what's happening between you two. I do know that you two care about each other. Whatever you decide to do, I'll support you." After a second loud crash, Mrs. McGuire hurriedly walked back inside to investigate.

Lizzie sighed and looked up at the night sky. "That's the problem, I don't know what I want to do."