Author Note: My friend is forcing me to update, so thank her. And she is making me listen to Pieces of Me, by Ashlee Simpson, over and over again. Bah Humbug. Okay now to start the story. Tally-ho!

One word was in her head and that was the word 'Gordo.' The conversation yesterday went well, but she knew that she would have to face him about the truth. What was the outcome that he or her would admit their feelings? Probably one out of a million; slim chance.

March had come and it was still cold outside, even though they lived in California. Some people misjudged California that it was sunny all the time, but Hillridge was up in the northern part of California, so it got really cold there. Hillridge was also far off from the beach, so that was another reason why it was so cold.

With the bitter cold, Lizzie served herself hot chocolate that Abby had made earlier. It was a bit cold so she put it in the microwave to heat up. After that was done, she grabbed some mini marshmallows from the bag that Abby had got out. She brought the cups to her lips and drank the dark liquid. The liquid rushed through her body, which warmed her body.

The phone rang and she picked it up on the first ring. She heard the voice to be Miranda's and her voice was frantic.

"Today is the wedding and the wedding cake hasn't been delivered yet. What am I supposed to do?" asked a frenzied Miranda.

"Miranda, calm down," soothed Lizzie. "Everything is going to be okay, you are just overreacting a little bit."

"OVERREACTING!" exclaimed Miranda. "How can you say that? After all I am getting married and there can't be a wedding cake without a wedding."

"But then again if you worry about the small stuff, like wedding cakes, then they'll be no wedding. And without a wedding, that means no wedding cake," joked Lizzie.

"Lizzie, this is no time to be joking," scolded Miranda.

"Okay, I'll be over at the church in a few seconds. Let me round up Abby and Michael and then we'll be over at the church. Now between the time we leave the house and get there, don't have a breakdown," smiled Lizzie over the phone.

"Thanks Lizzie, but that doesn't mean I like your crude jokes," laughed Miranda and then hung up the phone.

After the conversation, Lizzie quickly gathered her children in frenzy and got in the car. They drove up to the church just in time to help with Miranda's little dilemmas. Lizzie hurried to the church with her satin dress on and her children following her.

When they reached where Miranda was getting dressed up, she nearly choked Lizzie with a big hug. Lizzie could see that there would tears in her eyes and wondered why.

"Miranda what is wrong?" asked Lizzie. "Is Eric okay?"

"Yes, he's fine," nodded Miranda with a smile on her face, but tears pouring down from her face. "I'm just so happy and nervous about this wedding. What happens if I forget to say my line, like 'I do?' What if I forget —."

"Miranda who can forget the line 'I do?" questioned Lizzie with a small laugh so that she could get Miranda laughing a little.

"Sorry, I'm just nervous, that's all," she smiled.

"Stop crying. If you keep on crying, your mascara will get smeared," Lizzie told her and offered her a tissue. She blew her nose and wiped her tears and then threw it away in the nearest trashcan. "Now that's better isn't it."

Miranda nodded.

"Now are you ready to get married?" asked Lizzie.

"Yeah and I'm more prepared than I ever have been to get married. All thanks to your help I can say that simple line. 'I DO!' Now please go and enjoy yourself and look around the church while I get prettied up."

"Don't get too excited," teased Lizzie and left the room with her children following her.

Two hours later the wedding was in effect. Abby was dressed up in her flower girl dress and same with Michael, except he wasn't wearing a flower girl dress and he was the ring bearer. Lizzie was the maid of honor for Miranda.

Lizzie could hear the wedding march and pushed Abby to walk down the aisle. She watched her daughter go forward down the aisle tossing the petals in all directions. She sighed when she saw her daughter doing this and realized that she wasn't going to be this young anymore and that in ten years, she would be the one to be married and someone else would be tossing the petals. Then Michael followed his sister with the ring and walked down the aisle gracefully. Then it was Lizzie's turn to walk up the aisle and that is exactly what she did with the bridesmaids following her. They walked up to the altar and filed in a line. The groomsmen followed the bridesmaids and Gordo was the best man, which Gordo had told her on that day she saw him.

He was looking nice and Lizzie couldn't help not to notice his mob of curls that flew everywhere. Gordo didn't even dare to look at Lizzie and he walked up to the altar directly opposite of Lizzie and next to the groom. Lizzie could feel her heart thumping loudly like it did that night in Rome.

Lastly, Miranda came walking down the aisle with her arms linked with her father. Lizzie could see that Mr. Sanchez was trying not to cry for his daughter's happiness, but she could see tears starting to form. Her best friend was getting married and that would mean she would be a little distant between Miranda and her.

Miranda finally reached the altar and winked at Lizzie who gave a small smile to her best friend. She then turned her attention toward her husband, Eric, and gave him a bigger smile.

After fifteen minutes had passed into the service, it was now time for the question. The important question that Eric and Miranda had waited for months. The one question that Miranda would be prepared for after Lizzie's support.

"Do you accept Miranda Sanchez to be your lawfully wedded wife?" asked the preacher.

"I do," answered Eric.

"And do you Ms. Sanchez take Eric McDowell, to be your lawfully wedded husband?" asked the preacher.

Lizzie could see Miranda give a small gulp. She tried to open her mouth a few times, but then shut it again. Lizzie couldn't cope with Miranda's nervousness anymore and walked over to her. Miranda was shocked, but Lizzie gave her a small smile.

"Do what's best," whispered Lizzie in her ear and walked back to her original standing position.

Miranda looked up at Eric again and Lizzie could tell that he was nervous. She gave a small sigh and then said, "I do."

There was a burst of applauding from the audience and Miranda gave a great big smile. Eric gave a sigh of relief, for he expected Miranda to refuse the question and run out of the church like in most movies. Michael and Abby were exchanging high-fives and Mr. and Ms. McGuire were also exchanging high-fives with them too. (Mr. McGuire had recovered from bunion surgery.) Lizzie was relieved and happy at the same time, the exact same emotions as Miranda and Eric's put together. However, Gordo just gave a small smile and looked down at his shoes. Lizzie noticed this and planned to talk to him later even though it would kill her.

After the service, there was a reception at the Hillridge Hotel in the ballroom. Most of the people were chatting up a storm in different groups. The rest of the people were either sitting by themselves or eating the tea sandwiches that were put on a nearby table.

"Lizzie," shouted Kate from a nearby table chatting up a storm with a stranger whom Lizzie did not know.

"Yeah," answered back Lizzie.

"Come over and let me introduce Sam," commanded Kate.

"Alright," agreed Lizzie and walked over to where Kate was. She pulled out a chair and sat in it directly next to Kate.

"Okay Sam this is Lizzie, Lizzie this is Sam," introduced Kate.

"Hey," Sam said and returned talking to Kate.

"So do you ever think of joining the Peace Corps, Sam?" inquired Kate.

"Maybe. I really like doing those kinds of things," agreed Sam.

Yeah right, thought Lizzie. You don't give a hell about the Peace Corps. You just like Kate and that's it. That is why you make up crazy stuff to get her to like you. What a jerk! Wait! Why am I so mad at him? He has done nothing but make happy. Am I jealous because that's what I want Gordo and I doing? Admit it McGuire, you are jealous.

Lizzie shook the thought off and snapped back to reality. She then realized that Sam and Kate had been trying to get her attention, but she was busy dazing off because the conversation didn't interest her very much.

"Lizzie, we have been trying to get your attention for the past minute. What world are you in?" asked Kate.

"Nowhere. I have to go and find Miranda, but it was nice talking to you Kate and you too Sam," smiled Lizzie and then left the two whispering.

Lizzie approached Miranda who was surrounded by various people and some she didn't even know. She then identified one couple as her parents and greeted them with hugs and smiles. She returned back to Miranda and hugged her.

"Miranda I am so happy for you," said Lizzie with sincerity. "I really am."

"Thanks," smiled Miranda. "You know this won't change our relationship. No matter what we will be friends even if I have gotten married."

"I know," lied Lizzie and put on her best fake smile.

"Right after the honeymoon I will call you and you and I can have a girl's night out. Kate doesn't even have to come and it can just be the two of us. What do you think?" questioned Miranda.

"I think it sounds great," lied Lizzie again.

"Good, now I have to go over to my new husband thanks to you that we are together. Oh yes and thank you Lizzie so much for encouraging me during the ceremony. It really helped me a lot. Bye Lizzie and you might want to talk to Gordo," suggested Miranda.

"Okay," said Lizzie and then went of to go find Gordo. She found him sitting by himself eating a tea sandwich.

"Hi Gordo," greeted Lizzie.

He looked up from his plate and gave her a small smile. She took the nearest chair next to him so that she was facing him. She returned the smile and began to strike up a conversation.

"So have you congratulated Miranda?" inquired Lizzie.

"Yeah," he said.

"Good. So what do you think is going to be happening to us?" asked Lizzie.

"What do you mean us?" questioned Gordo with confusion.

Lizzie then felt herself blush and quickly covered up her mistake, "I mean Miranda, you, and I. What is going to happen to our friendship?"

"It's over Lizzie," he told her.

"What do you mean?" she said as she rose from her chair.

"I'm moving," stated Gordo.

"WHAT!" shouted Lizzie. "How come you didn't tell me before?"

"I just got the offer last night and I didn't want to cause a scene like this," he sighed and slumped in his chair.

"Why can't you still be friends with me?" she inquired.

"I don't know," stated Gordo.

"You are running away from something that you aren't telling me," said Lizzie.

"I'm not," lied Gordo.

"Yes you are," said Lizzie.

"You're right," admitted Gordo.

"I am?" asked Lizzie.

"Yeah because you know what?" questioned Gordo.

"What?" asked Lizzie.

"I think of you more than a best friend," whispered Gordo in her ear. "And do you know what I am going to do about it?"

She shook her head.

"You really are a blonde at sometimes," he smiled and then pressed his lips firmly to hers. She responded the kiss and then draped her arms around his neck. His hands found her waist and he gripped tightly. He pulled her closer, if that was even possible. They finally pulled back and Lizzie was left speechless.

"Do you have anything to say?" asked Gordo who was breathing heavily.

Lizzie was too shocked about what Gordo did and Kate finally intervened. "Speak you speechless moron!"

"I guess not. Goodbye Lizzie," said Gordo and walked off.

Lizzie had finally recovered on what had happened and shouted, "GORDO!" But he was already gone.

I have lost my best friend and the boy who I have loved for as long as I have lived, thought Lizzie. And after that thought she gathered up Michael and Abby and left the hotel without bidding Miranda goodbye. She was heartbroken and the only person to heal her heart was Gordo.

Author Note: Okay that was probably the longest chapter I have done, so please review. And please don't hate me for a cliffhanger. Gordo isn't gone forever even though I did think about it. Joking. Reviews are the only way for me to continue.