A/N: WOW! Is all I can say for right now. Thank you guys so much for the reviews. It means so much to me that you actually liked my story, I thought my other stories would be a big hit, but I guess not. Please read my new Harry Potter story, it's really good. Thanks.
Also, I am actually writing about what the characters thoughts are in this story, but only a couple of times, because it's annoying when people write in first person. I've written a story in first person and it's hard for me, because you can only stay on one person and you don't know what other people are doing. BLAH BLAH BLAH!
Abby reached up and rang the doorbell. The ring echoed through the hall and a worried, but angry figure came rushing to the door. It was Lizzie. She didn't know what kind of punishment to give Abby, but right now, she was glad that she was home.
Lizzie opened the door and hugged her daughter. "Never do that again, Abby. I was worried out of my wits. (A/N: Yeah I know, sounds cheesy. But oh well, that is what mothers say.) You never go running off like that again," Lizzie scolded. She turned back to Gordo and asked, "Where did you find her?"
"Out by the park," he told her.
"Thank you so much Gordo for finding her," she said as she embraced him in a hug. "I don't know what I could do without you."
I've experienced that feeling, thought Gordo, about how you have no earthly idea what you would do without a certain person. If only, you knew Lizzie, if only I could of told you. But instead, I've told your daughter.
"Your welcome," he muttered.
Lizzie escorted Abby into the house, while Gordo jingled his keys and went into the car and drove off. He didn't really know where he was going, so he decided to go to Miranda's house, again. (A/N: I know, Gordo drives a lot.)
Gordo pulled in Miranda's drive way and put the car in park. He jogged up Miranda's doorstep and knocked softly. There was Miranda with her hair sticking up with bags under her eyes. Gordo could tell that he came at a bad time like always, but he really needed to talk to her.
"What do you want Gordo?" asked Miranda groggily?
"Geese, can't I see my best friend sometime?" asked Gordo.
"At 2 in the morning?"
"Actually, it's 8:00 PM. Are you like drunk or something, because if you are I can go get you some medicine or something."
"Get in Gordon, I figure this is going to be another long night with you. Let me guess, it has to do with Lizzie?"
Gordo stood there with his mouth open and said, "Course not…I mean, it's not that important really…I just wanted some…Coffee, yeah coffee."
Miranda raised her eyebrows and said, "Coffee? You drove all this way, just to get coffee. Couldn't you go down to the drug store or something to get some coffee?"
Gordo shrugged, but before he could say anything, Miranda snapped. "Wait, you don't even like coffee, isn't Lizzie a big coffee drinker? I remember at Lizzie's wedding, they had coffee there and Carl offered you some coffee and you managed to choke the coffee down without throwing up."
"Of course I like coffee," Gordo encouraged.
"Right, and I'm the queen of England," Miranda stated.
"What was that for?"
Miranda shook her head and prepared some coffee for the confused Gordo and her. After the coffee was ready, Miranda and Gordo sat on the couch with both of their mugs in their hands. Gordo was trying to throw up at the scent of coffee. (A/N: I happen to like the smell of coffee, but Gordo is just weird. JK.)
"So, what did you come here for? And don't tell me you wanted coffee, because you are not even drinking the coffee I prepared you. Now tell me," instructed Miranda.
"I think I kind of you know…," drowned Gordo's voice.
"No I don't understand."
"You know."
"No, I don't."
"Okay I like Lizzie." (A/N: Well, that was really cheesy. I hate writing when couples profess their love for each other. It's just so cheesy, but I have to do it. They can't like hate each other.)
"Duh. Everybody knows, actually not everybody. Lizzie is still blind as a bat."
"But what, you just said you didn't know what I was talking about," exclaimed Gordo!
"I just like to tease you. It's really funny when you stand there and look like a total idiot."
"Gee thanks Miranda, I just told you something that I totally regretted and now you're on my case."
"What did you want, advice?"
"Actually, yeah."
"Okay, fine. I'll give you advice, but don't snap at me for telling you my point of view of this situation."
"Okay."
"Well, I think you should go tell her, I mean it's perfect. Carl and Lizzie are getting a divorce. Then you have to find a perfect moment to be alone with her and then profess your love to her."
"Oh yeah, like that'd work."
"Actually I think it would."
"First of all, they are still legally married and divorces take awhile. That would be like cheating, kind of. And plus, they have children and the divorce would take longer. Second of all, I don't even know if Lizzie feels the same way. So if I tell her, our friendship will be completely ruined. And lastly, I can never find a time alone with her, it's just impossible with the children running around the house."
Now, Miranda knew that Gordo was serious now, so she decided to give him a serious answer. "Listen Gordo, there are some times in life where you need to just take chances in life, that means sometimes losing the ones you love. If you don't tell her how you feel, then you might actually never have a chance. And honestly, you can't tell her how you feel when you are eighty, cause then she would probably already have a husband."
"Why does life have to be so complicated?"
"That's how life works and really it isn't that complicated. Of course to boys it is because they can be so stupid sometimes!"
Gordo grabbed a pillow and smacked it in Miranda's face.
"That was so uncalled for," said a furious, but giggly Miranda. "Thank goodness, I laid my coffee down or it would be all over me."
After a night of talking, Gordo called it quits for the night and said goodnight to Miranda.
"I knew that you didn't like coffee, you didn't take one sip of it."
"Yeah, well I had to think of an excuse."
Before Gordo put the car in ignition, he thought about what Miranda had said. Sometimes in life, you had to take chances because if you didn't then you wouldn't have a life at all.
Authors Note: Was that good or not? Let me know. Please give me some reviews, so I can have those reviews to savor while I am in NC for a week. I just really want ya'll to know that summer is ending and coming to a close and I don't want school to start, I don't want to change or take chances like Gordo in this story. But I have to step outside my comfort zone and do this. Thanks!
