Abuhin – I hadn't thought of that for this story but it could be interesting. I see if I can add it in but probably won't show up until later in the story.

A/N – "Thoughts"

Chapter 2 – Darkest Weekend

Lizzie and Miranda were excitedly counting down the days leading up to their weekend at UCLA.

Friday night, Miranda, Lizzie, and Gordo, along with about twenty other high school seniors, were gathered in the lobby of the UCLA auditorium waiting to be given their room assignment for the weekend. As Gordo stood against a wall, Miranda stood in front of him leaning back against him with his arms around her, and Lizzie sat in a chair next to them.

A middle aged man stood at a table giving out the room assignments and introducing them to the students who they were staying with.

"Miranda Sanchez and Elizabeth McGuire," the man called out.

Since Miranda and Lizzie were girls, they could stay together and had requested to stay with roommates. This way, they figured that if they didn't like who they were partnered with, they would still be together to make the time atleast bearable. This was also Gordo's biggest complaint. What would we do if he didn't like who he was partnered with.

As Lizzie stood up, Miranda turned around and kissed Gordo. "Try not to miss me too much," she teased as the girls gathered their stuff and walked up front.

Another woman, who was sitting at the table, handed them each a folder that held general information. The man looked down at his clipboard, "You girls will be staying with Rachel Garret and Teresa Pollard." After reading the names off his clipboard, two girls walked up from behind him.

"Hi, I'm Teresa and this is Rach," the tallest girl greeted them with a smile. The other girl just looked at Lizzie and Miranda, like she was judging them or something.

Both girls reminded Miranda of models. They were tall, thin, and dressed in expensive clothes. But their personalities were as different as night and day.

Lizzie smiled at them, "Hi. I'm Lizzie and this is Miranda."

As Teresa and Rachel lead them back to their dorm, Teresa kept talking and occasionally Miranda or Lizzie would answer a question. But Rachel would keep quiet, walking a few feet a head of them.

Miranda studied Rachel for a moment. She was wearing a tight, low cut pink belly shirt, a tight black miniskirt, and a pair of platforms. "She reminds me of the junior high version of Kate."

That night, Miranda's impression of Rachel continued to drop. They were talking and every time something came out of Rachel's mouth, it had a snobby edge to it. But Miranda wasn't going to let her ruin her trip. Tomorrow, they were getting a tour of the campus and tomorrow night was a party, like an informal meet some of the faculty and possible professors.

The next morning, Lizzie and Teresa were bonding fast and had gone out for breakfast and Rachel had disappeared somewhere. Lizzie and Teresa had invited Miranda, but she didn't want to go out and she was going to meet Gordo anyway in the main cafeteria for breakfast.

After buying her breakfast, Miranda walked into the cafeteria and after a few seconds of looking around, she spotted Gordo sitting in a booth in the far corner.

"Hey handsome," Miranda said as she slipped into the booth and sat next to him.

Gordo smiled at her and gave her a small kiss. "How was your night?"

"Eh, so-so. Teresa, the red head, is pretty cool. She's an English major and wants to be a writer," Miranda told him as she started to peel an orange.

"What about the other one?" Gordo asked.

Miranda groaned and rolled her eyes. "You remember Kate in junior high?"

"That bad?" Gordo asked in disbelief and amusement.

"Worse," she whined. "Its like she too good to be slumming it with us commoners. I saw her closet, and this girl as more shoes than Kate and Claire combined."

Gordo started laughing. Wrapping his arms around her, he hugged her as Miranda leaned against him. "My poor baby."

Miranda reached down under the table and grabbed the back of one of Gordo's knee. "Keep mocking me," she threatened him as she squeezed. Gordo winced in pain but kept laughing.

As they ate, they talked and continued to shoot one-liners back and forth. It was one of the reasons Miranda really liked being in a relationship with him; they were so comfortable around each other. The basis of the relationship had stayed the same, becoming romantic, just seemed to add more to it.

"I gotta go Rand. John, the guy I'm staying with, is gonna show me the sororities," he told her with a lopsided grin. John Greyheart was whom Gordo was staying with for the trip.

Miranda reached down and grabbed his belt buckle, "You just remember who you belong to," she joked as she kissed him.

As Gordo got up, he bent down and kissed her again, "You remember that too when you go check out those fraternities," he shot back with a smile. They both laughed and Miranda watched Gordo walk away.

After Teresa and Lizzie got back and met Miranda at the dorm room, they took a tour of the campus. After the tour, Teresa showed the girls around the area and then spent most of the afternoon hanging out.

Arriving back at the dorm to get ready for the party, Rachel had returned and she had a bunch of bags with various designer labels on them.

As Miranda finished getting ready, Rachel walked out of the bathroom wearing what looked like a very expensive dress. Rachel glanced at Miranda and Lizzie, almost as if she was judging them again.

"How the hell can Teresa stand her? If she isn't judging or condescending us, she ignores us all together. I really doubt they're even friends," Miranda thought to herself as she smoothed out her conservative blue dress.

Rachel and Teresa on the outside were very similar both were very image conscious. But on the inside, Teresa was warm and open. She was constantly talking to them and being friendly. But Rachel was cold and distant. She was acting like a complete snob. While Teresa seemed to be immune to it and Lizzie either didn't notice it or didn't care, it was grating on Miranda's nerves.

As the four of them entered the hall where the reception was taking place, Miranda almost instinctively, started scanning the room looking for Gordo.

Suddenly, Rachel's voice caught her attention, "He's cute."

Miranda glanced at her and saw her adjust her dress a little so it was a bit more revealing. "Slut," Miranda thought as she saw this.

She then followed her line of sight. Her eyes went wide in surprise as she saw Gordo. He was talking to who she guessed was John. "Oh, hell no."

But before she could even react, Rachel was sauntering towards him. Miranda was too stunned to even react as she watched Rachel walkup to Gordo. As she watched Rachel try and flirt with Gordo, Miranda's temper started to boil. Her jaw clenched and she started to walk over. She failed to notice the annoyed expression on Gordo's face as Rachel tried to flirt with him.

Just as she reached them, to her horror, Rachel leaned in and kissed Gordo. Something inside her clicked and Miranda let out an almost feral growl. Anger had completely blinded her judgment. She wasn't even sure if Gordo had kissed her back or that she even made the realization that Gordo had pushed Rachel off him.

Rachel quickly looked up at hearing Miranda's growl. As she did, Miranda's fist connected with her nose. As Rachel stumbled back, Miranda turned on Gordo and slapped him hard across the face. Miranda was acting on pure emotion and not thinking. She was lashing out at everyone. Somehow in her mind, she saw Gordo kissing her back. If she had been thinking clearly, she knew the Gordo would never hurt her like that.

Gordo was stunned as he touched the side of his face. As he opened his mouth to say something, Miranda just ran out of the hall.

Gordo just stood there dumbfounded, not really sure what happened or what to do next. One second he was talking to John and the next Miranda is running away from him in tears. As he stood there, his head spinning about what just happened, Gordo felt like there was gaping wound in his chest.