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Chapter 2

Another mistake people can make, is not to be true to themselves. If you can't be true to yourself, then how can you be true to others? I had done this a couple of times myself, but what completely shocked me was when Gordo himself started to do the same dumb mistake. Always be true to yourself, and never ever try to be something that you're not.

One day Gordo started hanging out with us again. He'd be very quiet, but hang around. It was like he was waiting for something to say, but wasn't sure when or what to say. He'd poke around and follow us wherever he went. He'd respond to some questions that we'd ask him, but other than that, he remained fairly quiet.

I started to get annoyed with Gordo. Something about him bugged the living daylights out of me. He didn't seem to be the same Gordo I had known. He seemed different. I thought, "Well, just as long as he keeps his mouth shut, I'll be happy." What a dumb thing to think!

Let me tell you a little more about Gordo as had known him before. He was a mite shorter than me, and had dark brown hair that covered his head in little ringlets. His eyes were a deep blue, and were so rich with color. When you looked in those eyes, you felt like you could see his very soul...the very inside of his being. His smile was so bright and cheerful, that every time it was seen, a smile was formed on the onlooker's face. It was kind of lopsided, but still extremely contagious. His style of dress was nothing spectacular, but rather, he dressed to suit himself...not others. That was the thing that made him the most appealing. He didn't really care what other people thought about him, he'd just be himself. That was very refreshing compared to the way our society is. I often times wished that I could be like Gordo. He seemed to be happy no matter how messed up he was. Me...I'd care about how my hair was placed, how my apparel looked, and if there was ever something dirty splotched on my face. I'd scream if I broke a nail, or if my favorite shirt had a stain on it. But Gordo? He was just so comfortable with himself.

Miranda seemed very nice in the beginning. She cared about her appearance, but not as much as me. She seemed reserved and at times it was hard to really tell what she thought about things or people. Sometimes it was as if she didn't care a hoot and holler about what was going on. She was nice, but I sensed this coldness in her. She was pretty, but not to sound vain or anything, but I thought that I was just as pretty as she was... although, I was often times jealous of her darker complexion. She had a nice rich skin tone, and me? My skin screamed out, "White!" She'd do some kooky things to her shoulder length dark hair. She'd sometimes have ten million hair accessories all in at once. I liked her style, and decided to try it out. Miranda overall, just was so cool to me. I felt like we'd be best friends forever.

As time progressed, Gordo's span of words became much larger. He actually would talk, and start conversations. One thing I noticed though, was that he didn't ever look at me once. He kept his eyes fixed upon Miranda, and never even pointed them my way. When I talked to him (which was rarely), he'd look down to the ground and never made eye contact. I thought, "Humph! Who needs him anyway? I've got Miranda!" But that's where I went wrong. He and Miranda started talking more and more, and I got left out and pushed around. I soon felt like a third wheel, and little did I realize or want to realize, that what they were doing was the exact thing I had done to poor Gordo. Now I was getting a taste of my same medicine. And, it tasted bitter.

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