Thanks for the review Black Knight. More of you should follow Black Knight's example and let me know what you think. :) I'd really appreciate it. I only meant this to be a really short fic. Just something to get me started but this story has taken on a life of its own. I hope you're all enjoying it.

Lizzie Maguire = Not mine.

Clunk! Crash! "Ouch!" Miranda found herself on the ground beside her bed entangled in her Discman after having knocked several items off her bedside locker. She must have drifted off for a while and rolled right off her bed.

Miranda slowly stood up and rubbed her side where she had hit the ground. She looked down at what had been knocked off the locker and was happy that nothing had been broken.

Most of the things weren't that important, the book she was reading at the moment, a jar of coloured pencils and a few knick-knacks. The only thing that she had knocked over that she was truly concerned about was the photo of Lizzie, Gordo and herself that she kept in a beautiful glass frame by her bed.

She loved that photo. It wasn't any special occasion and it wasn't the best photo ever taken but it was the three of them, laughing and smiling the way only true friends can.

She picked up the photo and stared at it. Things were changing. She was trying to get Lizzie and Gordo together as a couple. She wondered whether things would ever be as easy between them as they appeared in this photo. She tried not to worry. She had made up her mind that it was time that Lizzie and Gordo stopped beating around the bush and told each other how they felt about each other and she was going to stick by that decision.

No matter what was about to happen and no matter what doubts or feelings crept into her mind she had to make this happen. She wouldn't be able to take it if they kept on pretending they didn't love each other. It was too hard on her to see how great...well to see how great a couple they would be and for them not to do anything about it.

She looked at the picture of the three of them laughing and imagined how much fun Lizzie and Gordo must be having at Mini Golf. This thought stung her for a moment and feelings started to build up in her, which she refused to acknowledge. She was happy for Lizzie and Gordo and it didn't matter that they were having fun without her. It had been her idea after all. She put everything back in its place and lay back down on her bed with her Discman and thought about all the fun Gordo and Lizzie must be having...

Gordo felt like taking his club and smashing up the windmill into a thousand pieces after it had flipped his ball about as far away from the hole as you could possibly get.

Of course Ethan is great at Mini Golf. He loves golf. Do I like golf? Well not anymore. Look at those two. I mean could she be a bigger flirt? And sure he may be good looking and good at sports and a nice guy but...but c'mon! Why did he have to tag along if he thought this was a date? He should have just left us alone but no he has to swoop in. Mr. I'm great at Mini Golf and so much taller than Gordo, look at me Lizzie. Ignore your best friend

Gordo realised that Lizzie and Ethan weren't joking and laughing anymore over at the hole but staring at him.

"Hey Gordo. You in there? It's your shot. Are you sure you don't want to take it from the start again? It is the last hole and you're pretty far behind."

With that Gordo swung hard but only managed to smack his club of the ground. Already embarrassed enough for one evening, Gordo swung again before anyone could say anything. Thankfully he hit the ball fairly well and sent it in the right direction.

"Good shot Gor-Don! I love Mini Golf. It's like golf but you know Mini."

Gordo was so happy when the hole was over. At last he could call an end to the Mini Golf night and maybe now he could get rid of Ethan so it would just be him and Lizzie again. It was a bit out of his way to walk Lizzie home but maybe by doing that. By making this extra effort to be with her. She would see that he wanted to be more than just friends. She would see how much he cared about her.

Gordo walked back over to Lizzie and Ethan after handing back the clubs. This was the part where Ethan was supposed to say "bye" and go home and yet he was still there. Standing far to close to Lizzie. Gordo couldn't wait for them to go their separate ways so he could be alone with Lizzie again.

"So..." Gordo said as he swung back and forth on his heels after arriving beside Lizzie and Ethan.

"This was so much fun, guys. Thanks for letting me tag along. We should do stuff together more often."

Gordo could swear that Lizzie's eyes lit up at the thought of hanging out more with Ethan and this more than anything about Ethan made Gordo feel like he would rather never see this guy again. He had been there all through middle school as Miranda and Lizzie went on and on about Ethan but he had thought that Lizzie was over this particular crush. He had really hoped she was.

Gordo was ready to leave. Ready to leave Ethan behind anyway. He wanted to be alone with Lizzie. He wanted to tell her how he felt. Whether it was because of what Miranda had said to him earlier or because of the way Lizzie being around Ethan made him feel, he couldn't tell for sure but he really felt like now was finally the time to confess his feelings to Lizzie. Now, if he could just get Ethan to leave.

"So, It's getting pretty late. We should probably get going."

"Yeah. This was a blast you guys are good friends. Gor-don me and you should get some one on one going some time soon."

"Sure, yeah. So Lizzie do you want me to w..."

Lizzie's eyes suddenly looked like a deer in headlights and before Gordo could finish his sentence she started her own one.

"Oh. Eh, Gordo I was thinking since it's sort of out of your way and all. Maybe Ethan would walk me home? What do you say Ethan?"

"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie. You know I'm always happy to oblige a lovely lady."

Gordo could have dropped to the ground right there. He felt like his insides had just been ripped out and shown to him. There you go Gordo. We don't need to be alone. I don't need you to walk me home because I've got Ethan here to do it. Maybe if Ethan weren't around you'd have to do but well, c'mon, he's Ethan Craft and you, well, you're just Gordo.

"Em, yeah, sure. I guess that'll save me the hassle."

Lizzie looked a bit hurt at being called hassle but Gordo didn't care. She had asked Ethan to walk her home. It was supposed to be "Lizzie and Gordo's night out" and she asks Ethan to walk her home. Gordo didn't now why he had gotten his hopes up. Well actually he did. Thanks Miranda! He knew he shouldn't have. Lizzie only sees him as a friend. Good old reliable Gordo. Nothing more. Not even good enough to walk her home. No. She'd rather have Ethan Craft.

Gordo just couldn't take it and quickly made his goodbyes and left.

I can't believe she' rather walk home with Ethan Craft. Oh yeah Miranda. I should tell Lizzie how I feel. That way I can get my heart broken. Lose my best friend and have to hear the words. "Sorry Gordo. You're a great guy and all but you're no Ethan Craft." That would be just great!

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