A/N – "Thoughts"

Chapter 2 - 1st Letter

Larry paced nervously in front of Gordo's locker, in an almost copycat of last Friday. Looking at his watch for what seemed like the hundredth time, "Where the hell is he? Its almost quarter of eight."

Larry hadn't heard from Gordo since Friday afternoon, when he had asked him for the favor. He had been nervous ever since. On top of being unsure how Miranda would react to the letters, he was also worried that Gordo would tell him no, and the uncertainty was killing him.

"I think he was warm to the idea. I mean he didn't say no straight out. But it would put him an awkward position. I'm his friend but Miranda has been his best friend for like fifteen years."

Checking his watch again, he stopped his nervous pacing for a moment. "If he was going to do it, wouldn't he have called me saying he was?" Letting out a grown, Larry leaned back against the metal lockers and closed his eyes. "Where the hell is he?"

Just as he thought it, he heard a familiar voice coming down the hall. Opening his eyes, he leaned forward and looked down the hall.

Letting out a breath he didn't even know he was holding, he watched Gordo walking towards him. He was with Ethan and they were talking about something. From the bits he could hear it was about basketball.

As Gordo reached his locker, he let out a big yawn as he spun in the combination. "Hey Lar."

"Hey Gordo." He waited a few seconds and then, "Are you going to do it?" Larry asked a little too excitedly.

Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Gordo snickered. "You'll just have to wait and see."

"Come on Gordo. I need," Larry stopped mid-sentence and looked at Gordo for a moment. "That sounded weird, even for Gordo. If I have to wait and see? That means he did it right?" "Does that mean you did it?"

Gordo shut his locker and turned to Larry. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Miranda came rushing up. Grabbing Gordo by the shoulders, she turned him around to face her and pinned him to the door.

"Gordo, do you know any guys that like me?" she asked fast with a slight hint of excitement.

"I know a couple who think you're cute. Why?" Gordo asked playing dumb.

Larry watched this exchange and tried to keep the smile off his face, so as to not tip off Miranda.

Letting go of Gordo, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small envelope. With an excited squeal, that caused the guys to flinch slightly, she handed him the envelope. "Someone left this in my locker."

Taking the envelope, Gordo pretended to study it. "Any idea who its from?"

Miranda shook her head no. "There's no name on it and I found it in my locker this morning when I came in."

"That's where he was! Putting the note in Miranda's locker," Larry thought to himself.

"Can I read it?" Gordo asked her.

Miranda shrugged. "Sure."

Opening the envelope, he pulled out a piece of folded paper. Unfolding the paper, he tried not to smirk as he read what was on it.

"Miranda. As I watch you from the shadows, I can't help but notice how beautiful you really are. Every time our eyes meet its like you take my breath away. I am too shy to tell you who I really am. You can just call me your secret admirer," Gordo said as he read from the note.

Looking up from the note to look at Miranda, Gordo tried his best not to snicker and keep a straight face. "Sounds like you have a stalker," he joked to Miranda. Larry glared at him and Miranda just backhanded his shoulder.

"You just don't have a romantic bone in your body Gordo," Miranda snapped back at him with smirk.

"You'd be surprised," Gordo muttered under his breath as he folded the note back up and put it back inside the envelope. "I'll look around and see if I can find out who your mystery man is," he told her as he handed her back the envelope.

"Thanks Gordo. I gotta go, I'll call you after school," she said as she started walking fast down the hall.

Gordo watched her walk away and then turned his attention back to Larry and Ethan.

"Dude. Where did you come up with that?" Ethan asked in obvious awe.

"I don't know. I thought it was a little too corny," Gordo answered sarcastically.

"Thank you. I owe you big time for this," Larry told him.

"Yes you do and let's get this straight, I did it for her, not you," Gordo told him as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Ok. But why?" Larry asked dumbfounded.

As the boys started walking towards their homerooms, Gordo told them about the string of crappy dates she had had recently. "I'm doing this because Miranda needs to be with someone who deserves her. Not some airhead who only wants to get in her pants."

"And you think that guy is me?" Larry asked him.

Gordo just shrugged, "You're better than some of the guys she's gone out with. I'd rather see her with you, than date another brainless twit."

"Thanks man. Whatever you want, just name it. I really owe you," Larry said as he slapped Gordo on the back. "You're a great brother," Larry joked with a grin.

Gordo forced a grin. "Yea. Well, I'll see you guys later," he said as he walked into his homeroom. "Yea a great brother." As he took his seat, something kept nagging him about being considered Miranda's brother. "Why don't I like the sound of that?"