* = Toon Lizzie

Chapter 6

"I'll answer that." The door bell rang. Matt got up from the kitchen table. "Lanny stay here, I'll be right back to talk negotiations." Lanny smiled and shook his head up and down as Matt walked to the door opening it. Staring back at him was an unfamiliar face. The stranger waited for Matt to say something, but instead he just stood there in the doorway staring.

"Um, is… Lizzie here?"

Matt steadily focused on him and waited a few seconds until he answered a slight, 'no'

"Okay. Do you know when she'll be back?" He did the same thing as before and answered another 'no.'

"Well could you do me a favor?" Matt rubbed his chin as he thought.

"I don't do business for free."

Matt smiled annoyingly, ready to close the door before the boy responded, "You must be Matt. Well this is very important, so name your price."

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"Oh my gosh; are you serious?" Lizzie yelled across the store.

"Yes!" Miranda yelled along. Gordo came from behind looking confused with a giant sized cookie in his hand.

"No way!" He then looked at Lizzie like something was wrong with her.

"Yes way!" Doing the same to Miranda, he interrupted their happiness.

"What are you chicks yelling about now?"

*Chicks? I'll show you a chick!*

Lizzie rolled her eyes at Gordo. "Uh! Before you interrupted, Miranda was telling me that Cody's mom reserved a limo… a LIMO for all of us to go to the prom!" Both girls squealed.

"Why is everyone spending all this money? I mean, its just our 8th grade prom." Gordo paused to swallow the cookie he had in his mouth.

*Just our 8th grade prom? Just our 8th grade prom? Where is he coming up with this stuff?*

"This is just another way for the school to take our money. People go out and spend hundreds of dollars for all these fancy clothes and stuff, knowing that by the time the night is over, it will all be ruined by the cheap curly fries they will be serving as a full course meal."

*Whoa, who bit him in the butt?*

Miranda gazed at Gordo oddly as he turned away walking off. She glanced over at Lizzie whom was looking surprised and flew after Gordo. When she caught up with him he tried to walk off again. "Gordo, wait. What is up with you?"

"Nothings up with me."

"Nothings up with you? Gordo, you just dissed the schools curly fries! Curly fries! Am I getting through to you?"

Gordo started to get annoyed because every time he would take a step, Miranda would follow. He finally stood still and looked at Miranda straight in the eyes. "She lied to me Miranda."

"Lied to you? Who lied to you?" He stood there shaking his head. He looked angry, upset, disappointed, and sadden all at the same time. "Gordo, what are you talking about?"

Miranda also stood there waiting for him to answer all of her questions, but he didn't. Gordo glanced back at Lizzie. He looked down at his feet. He shook his head. He moved his mouth, then stopped. He gazed back at Miranda. "Nobody; you wouldn't understand." At that, he walked off; not saying anything else.

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Matt slammed the door with a handful of dollar bills. "Hey Matt, who was that?" He walked into the kitchen mischievously while tucking the money into his pocket so his mother wouldn't see.

"I don't know." Mrs. McGuire looked at him oddly.

"Okay. What did they say?"

"I don't know." Mrs. McGuire put down her hand towel.

"Why didn't you call me? Are they still at the door?" She walked out of the kitchen and opened the front door. She stuck her head out looking for someone near by who could have been walking away from their house, but saw no one. "Matt, from now on, let me answer the door." She yelled into the kitchen. "You're almost as bad as your father."

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"So, what do you think is wrong with Gordo?" Lizzie asked Miranda on the phone.

"I don't know. Maybe this whole dance thing is a little too much for him."

*Too much? No way! This is Gordo we're talking about here.*

"Maybe, but that doesn't sound too much like Gordo; I mean he doesn't seem like the one that would get worked up over a silly little dance. What did he tell you before he left in the mall today anyways?"

"Nothing. All he said was she lied to me." Miranda mocked.

"What? Who's she?"

"I don't know. I asked the same thing. He told me I wouldn't understand then walked off."

"I don't get it. He didn't get like that until we started talking about the prom, and even if it is the prom that he's upset about, what does this she lying to him have to do with it? And why would he even be upset about the prom?"

"Probably because you're going with Ronny and not him." Miranda teased.

"Yeah Miranda, I'm sure that's it. He doesn't even know I'm going with Ronny."

Miranda paused. "What? I thought you told him?" She seemed shocked a little.

"Not yet… but I'm going to."

"Lizzie, if you don't tell him before the dance in two days…"

"I know, I know." Lizzie cut Miranda off. "I just haven't got around to it."

"It's been three days already. That was Sunday, today is Wednesday, and the dance is Friday."

"Miranda, I'm in the eighth grade, I think I know my days of the week already."

"I'm just saying that if Gordo doesn't know you have a date, then he'll be expecting to go with you."

"He'll know before the dance, promise. I just don't think this is a good time. I'm just worried about Gordo. Every time I call his mom said he's not there."

"Gordo's weird like that sometimes. Whatever it is, he'll get over it." Miranda's voice seemed very confident.

*There's certain times like these when I wonder what's really going on in Gordo's mind, and of course if he's a human robot sent here to destroy Earth.*

"I hope." There was a slight pause before Miranda changed the subject.

"Have you told Ronny about us cruising in a limo to the prom?"

"No. I keep calling and calling, but all I get is the machine."

"Are you sure it's the right number?"

*I think she might have forgotten about the times I would call his house every two minutes just to see what he was doing.*

"I'm pretty sure it's the right number." Lizzie assured her. "If I don't get a hold of him by tomorrow, I think I might have to pass on the limo and let him come pick me up."

"But you can't. When's the next time you'll get a chance to ride in a limo to school? We could actually make Kate jealous. Plus, they have those cute little bowls of peanuts."

"It all sounds fun, but if I don't tell him about it before Friday then ill have two rides. I don't know, this is just too much thinking for me today."

"Get some rest, you're going to need it for the Algebra test tomorrow."

*Test? ::panics::*

"There's an algebra test tomorrow?" Lizzie seemed surprised.

"Uh, yeah Lizzie. We've only been studying for it for two weeks now."

Lizzie took a deep breathe. "Now, I have to go study."

"Have fun."

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[A/N]: This story is so fun to write. I want to finish it up already but schools in the way… Ahh… in case nobody has noticed, school sucks.