Prologue

A/N: Hey. I know I haven't been writing for a while. Future Lizzie is pretty frozen right now, I don't know what to do with the story. As for this, this is just a test to see if anyone likes it. The plot is basically the same as lots of others: Lizzie and Gordo are together, something happens which cause Gordo to leave, Lizzie finds out she's pregnant, she keeps the baby, a few years later Gordo comes back and Lizzie has to tell him or whatever. But this one is different, it has a couple of twists and turns and whatnot. This story is titled "Can We Still Be Friends" after the song Can We Still Be Friends by Mandy Moore. I don't feel like explaining why I named it that but I might later.

This story takes place in mid October, when Lizzie, Gordo, and Miranda are freshmen.

Full Summary: Lizzie and Gordo attend a party held by the seniors where what they thought would be a blast turned into a nightmare. A few weeks after, Lizzie finds out she's pregnant, and Gordo's father gets a job in Massachusetts, so he has to leave Hillridge. When he comes back five years later, an accident occurs, leaving him with Lizzie's (and Gordo's) child...

Anyway.

Here we go.

Fifteen-year-old Lizzie McGuire skipped down the hallway of Hillridge High School. She spotted Gordo at his locker, and ran up to him.

"Hey!" she said brightly.

"Hey," Gordo said and smiled.

"Did you hear about Mark Dawson's party this weekend?" Lizzie asked.

"Yeah, you going?"

"Yup. Please come with me, Gordo! A party's always a drag when you don't have your best friend to talk to!"

"Why do you wanna go to Mark's party anyway? You know he practically stalks you," Gordo said.

Mark Dawson was a senior at Hillridge High, he was one of the jocks, and ever since he first saw Lizzie, he was hooked onto her. He would do anything to become her boyfriend. Lizzie didn't like him, of course. She heard him talking with his friends one day, and he said "Oh, no, Lizzie McGuire? She's just a girl with a pretty face and a nice ass. You actually thought I would go steady with her? Dude, she's fifteen."

"I know that, Gordo," Lizzie said as if Gordo was stupid.

"Lizzie, I bet you anything that his party's gonna be the kind where everyone drinks and ends up in bed."

"Gordo, I know that, I don't want to go either, I really don't, but seriously, Gordo, if I don't Mark is gonna break in my house on Saturday, forcing me to come to the party."

"Lizzie..."

"Fine. I'll go. But the minute things start to get out of control, we're leaving."

"Got it."

A/N: I know this was short, but this is just a test thing to see if anyone likes it. Review please!