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"I can believe today is almost over, I mean it's the last day of our sophomore year of high school; and the 'three amigos' are still going strong." Lizzie McGuire thought to herself as she walked through the lunch line, picking out anything that somewhat resembled food. " After all we've been through in our life span of friendship; God it's almost unbelievable to thing about. Miranda is like a sister to me, truly the greatest friend that I have that happens to be a girl. She has a flare for things that's extremely unique to her; I think it's her artistic Latin roots coming out of her." She thought as she picked up what she was hoping was Thai noodles with peas and carrots, and placing it on her tray. Lizzie quickly skimmed over the racks with food on them and; giving up on finding anything that would actually be considered edible; she paid for her lunch, then head for her usual table where Miranda and Gordo were already waiting. "Gordo," she thought, " Now there's someone who's always been there. He's gorgeous really; with deep gray eyes and curly dark brown hair; I can't believe no one's noticed him yet." Lizzie smiled to herself, unknowingly from the secret satisfaction that no other girl existed in his eyes except her.
"Hey, Lizzie." Gordo said as soon as she'd seated herself a crossed from him. This was much closer than she usually sat; but she'd been feeling different about him lately. She wasn't sure why, but Lizzie knew she had to find out. "So," she voiced suddenly, " is your party still on for tomorrow, Miranda?" "I wish," the girl responded, as Lizzie poked at her meal like she was awaiting it to move, " but my parents are dragging me to Mexico for a month."
"A month," Lizzie objected," but that means I won't get to see until a couple weeks before schools starts. Remember, Gordo and my family are going camping in July; and won't be back until early August."
"Unless you don't want to go, Lizzie." Gordo added. " I'm sure your parents would understand, I mean they might let you stay with Miranda."
"Yeah, but this has been a tradition since we were five, Gordo. I doubt they'd let me; and either way, it's like one of the foundations of our friendship!"
"Lizzie, chill. He was just making a suggestion. It's not like he's commanding you to kiss Kate's feet or something."
"I know, Miranda." Lizzie sighed deeply and cast her gaze directly into Gordo's eyes, "I'm sorry to get over emotional like that."
"It's alright, Lizzie, I've known you long enough to expect that." He half smiled at her warmly; and could almost have sworn that she blushed from it. "Anyway, it's almost time for class to start again; so."
"Let's go!" Miranda cut in.
~*~ after school ~*~
"Thanks for walking home with me, Gordo, you didn't have to." Lizzie smiled to Gordo, and lightly cursed herself for blush at his presence again.
"It's cool, I like spending time with you. I mean, just you - me time, doesn't happen that much; it's always the three of us. N-not that I mind," He added, " it's just you're a cool person on your own too."
"It's alright, Gordo, I know what you mean. I mean, Miranda's great and everything, but it's hard to really talk to you with her craziness."
"Exactly, It's like every time we get somewhere, Miranda thinks it's boring or." he looked down at the sidewalk as they walked; continuing the silence until they entered Lizzie's house.
"Mom? I'm home, and I brought Gordo with me. Are you here? Mom?" From the lack of a response, she went to the kitchen and found a note on the counter.
Lizzie,
Matt broke his leg in baseball practice today, so your father and I have taken him to the hospital. Since I'm uncertain as to how long we'll be, here's some money to order a pizza. Please, stay home so I know where you are; though you can have Miranda or Gordo over (but not both, I don't want any wild parties and I know how you three get). Yes, Lizzie, they can stay the night as long as their parents don't mind.
Love,
Mom
After reading the note, she turned to Gordo, " Pepperoni then?" "Sure," he smiled to her. "Um, Gordo, why don't you see if you can't spend the night? I mean, mom did say it was alright with her and I really don't want to be here alone."
He placed one finger over her lips, "Enough said, Lizzie, I'll always be here for you. Besides, I could think of nothing I'd rather do than spend time with you." As he removed his finger, he grabbed the portable phone and check with his mom; who agreed that he could as long as he didn't stay up too late; and Lizzie called in for pizza.
"Tell you what," Lizzie stated when she hung up the phone, " you could go home and pack for tonight while I clean my room and wait for the pizza." She smiled to him warmly; and he smiled back. "Alright, McGuire, have it your way; I'll be back soon." When Lizzie heard the door close, she ran upstairs; quickly cleaned her room up and then went back downstairs and plopped down on the sofa. She started channel surfing; after finding nothing worth watching; she turned off the TV and was about to go upstairs; when she was tackled down. She turned her body to face her attacker in mid- fall, and came face to face with Gordo; who now was resting in between her legs, and their faces inches apart. They could feel the other's breath, could almost hear each other's risen heartbeats, and their eyes locked. " I was trying to surprise you," Gordo whispered; his eyes never leaving Lizzie's. Just as they began to inch their lips toward the other's the doorbell ringed; in a panic; Lizzie knocked him off of her and answered it, gave the pizza man his money, and closed the door. Turning around, she found Gordo in the poison she had been in; leaning back on the stairs, looking her over. She smiled to him and placed the box on an inn table; then sat down beside him.
"Why did you do that?"
"I told you, Lizzie, to surprise you."
"I was surprised alright. Gordo, you almost kissed me."
He sighed heavily and looked to the ground, "would that have been so bad?"
"Gordo?" Her eyes filled with confusion and a hidden want for his words. Lizzie touched his arm, "no, it would be bad at all." She looked him over once, then cleared her throat. "Come on, the pizza's getting cold." She took his hand in one of hers, the pizza box in the other and went to her room. When Gordon refused to move, she turned and looked at him.
" Wouldn't be bad, hm? Does that mean you." He stopped short, the words choking him. "Does that mean you like me, Lizzie?"
"I can believe today is almost over, I mean it's the last day of our sophomore year of high school; and the 'three amigos' are still going strong." Lizzie McGuire thought to herself as she walked through the lunch line, picking out anything that somewhat resembled food. " After all we've been through in our life span of friendship; God it's almost unbelievable to thing about. Miranda is like a sister to me, truly the greatest friend that I have that happens to be a girl. She has a flare for things that's extremely unique to her; I think it's her artistic Latin roots coming out of her." She thought as she picked up what she was hoping was Thai noodles with peas and carrots, and placing it on her tray. Lizzie quickly skimmed over the racks with food on them and; giving up on finding anything that would actually be considered edible; she paid for her lunch, then head for her usual table where Miranda and Gordo were already waiting. "Gordo," she thought, " Now there's someone who's always been there. He's gorgeous really; with deep gray eyes and curly dark brown hair; I can't believe no one's noticed him yet." Lizzie smiled to herself, unknowingly from the secret satisfaction that no other girl existed in his eyes except her.
"Hey, Lizzie." Gordo said as soon as she'd seated herself a crossed from him. This was much closer than she usually sat; but she'd been feeling different about him lately. She wasn't sure why, but Lizzie knew she had to find out. "So," she voiced suddenly, " is your party still on for tomorrow, Miranda?" "I wish," the girl responded, as Lizzie poked at her meal like she was awaiting it to move, " but my parents are dragging me to Mexico for a month."
"A month," Lizzie objected," but that means I won't get to see until a couple weeks before schools starts. Remember, Gordo and my family are going camping in July; and won't be back until early August."
"Unless you don't want to go, Lizzie." Gordo added. " I'm sure your parents would understand, I mean they might let you stay with Miranda."
"Yeah, but this has been a tradition since we were five, Gordo. I doubt they'd let me; and either way, it's like one of the foundations of our friendship!"
"Lizzie, chill. He was just making a suggestion. It's not like he's commanding you to kiss Kate's feet or something."
"I know, Miranda." Lizzie sighed deeply and cast her gaze directly into Gordo's eyes, "I'm sorry to get over emotional like that."
"It's alright, Lizzie, I've known you long enough to expect that." He half smiled at her warmly; and could almost have sworn that she blushed from it. "Anyway, it's almost time for class to start again; so."
"Let's go!" Miranda cut in.
~*~ after school ~*~
"Thanks for walking home with me, Gordo, you didn't have to." Lizzie smiled to Gordo, and lightly cursed herself for blush at his presence again.
"It's cool, I like spending time with you. I mean, just you - me time, doesn't happen that much; it's always the three of us. N-not that I mind," He added, " it's just you're a cool person on your own too."
"It's alright, Gordo, I know what you mean. I mean, Miranda's great and everything, but it's hard to really talk to you with her craziness."
"Exactly, It's like every time we get somewhere, Miranda thinks it's boring or." he looked down at the sidewalk as they walked; continuing the silence until they entered Lizzie's house.
"Mom? I'm home, and I brought Gordo with me. Are you here? Mom?" From the lack of a response, she went to the kitchen and found a note on the counter.
Lizzie,
Matt broke his leg in baseball practice today, so your father and I have taken him to the hospital. Since I'm uncertain as to how long we'll be, here's some money to order a pizza. Please, stay home so I know where you are; though you can have Miranda or Gordo over (but not both, I don't want any wild parties and I know how you three get). Yes, Lizzie, they can stay the night as long as their parents don't mind.
Love,
Mom
After reading the note, she turned to Gordo, " Pepperoni then?" "Sure," he smiled to her. "Um, Gordo, why don't you see if you can't spend the night? I mean, mom did say it was alright with her and I really don't want to be here alone."
He placed one finger over her lips, "Enough said, Lizzie, I'll always be here for you. Besides, I could think of nothing I'd rather do than spend time with you." As he removed his finger, he grabbed the portable phone and check with his mom; who agreed that he could as long as he didn't stay up too late; and Lizzie called in for pizza.
"Tell you what," Lizzie stated when she hung up the phone, " you could go home and pack for tonight while I clean my room and wait for the pizza." She smiled to him warmly; and he smiled back. "Alright, McGuire, have it your way; I'll be back soon." When Lizzie heard the door close, she ran upstairs; quickly cleaned her room up and then went back downstairs and plopped down on the sofa. She started channel surfing; after finding nothing worth watching; she turned off the TV and was about to go upstairs; when she was tackled down. She turned her body to face her attacker in mid- fall, and came face to face with Gordo; who now was resting in between her legs, and their faces inches apart. They could feel the other's breath, could almost hear each other's risen heartbeats, and their eyes locked. " I was trying to surprise you," Gordo whispered; his eyes never leaving Lizzie's. Just as they began to inch their lips toward the other's the doorbell ringed; in a panic; Lizzie knocked him off of her and answered it, gave the pizza man his money, and closed the door. Turning around, she found Gordo in the poison she had been in; leaning back on the stairs, looking her over. She smiled to him and placed the box on an inn table; then sat down beside him.
"Why did you do that?"
"I told you, Lizzie, to surprise you."
"I was surprised alright. Gordo, you almost kissed me."
He sighed heavily and looked to the ground, "would that have been so bad?"
"Gordo?" Her eyes filled with confusion and a hidden want for his words. Lizzie touched his arm, "no, it would be bad at all." She looked him over once, then cleared her throat. "Come on, the pizza's getting cold." She took his hand in one of hers, the pizza box in the other and went to her room. When Gordon refused to move, she turned and looked at him.
" Wouldn't be bad, hm? Does that mean you." He stopped short, the words choking him. "Does that mean you like me, Lizzie?"
