A/N – "Thoughts"

Chapter 4 – Making Up

By the time Miranda arrived at the Gordon's, it was a little after midnight. She had spent the last few hours trying to figure out how exactly to apologize and then summoning the courage to actually face him.

She knew she was wrong the second Lizzie forced her to think about what happened. But as usual she let here motions cloud her judgment and now she may have just completely screwed up the best thing to happen to her.

Miranda looked at the window once again and knew at the very least she had to apologize to save their friendship.

Walking around the house to the back, there was a large elm tree and one of its huge branches reached out to just the edge of Gordo's back window. If she balanced just right she could make it without falling and breaking something.

Climbing the tree, Miranda slowly crawled out on the branch, praying it wouldn't brake under her weight. Very carefully she reached out and as best she could, quietly opened Gordo's window.

After a few minutes, she finally got the window open. Miranda slowly climbed off the branch and onto the window ledge. Ducking underneath the window and into his room, she went to lower herself into his room but ended up falling over and crashing.

Crashing in a heap with aloud bang, "Damn it," she swore under her breath. Lying completely still, she waited to see if anyone had heard the crash and came to check it out.

After a few minutes of nothing, Miranda slowly stood up as she rubbed her knee. Looking at Gordo, she smiled a little and shook her head. "That boy could sleep through an earthquake."

Slowly walking over to the bed, Miranda studied him. He was sprawled out on top of his bed in a pair of shorts and a tanktop, but what Miranda noticed immediately was the pained expression on his sleeping face.

Sighing softly, Miranda kicked off her shoes and sat down Indian style on his bed. She just sat there watching him sleep; she didn't have the heart to wake him just yet.

Losing track of time, Miranda wasn't sure how long she had been sitting there when Gordo shifted and his arm brushed up against her knee. Tying her best not to jump out of her skin, she watched Gordo slowly open his eyes.

When he first saw her, Gordo thought he was still dreaming. Rubbing a hand over his face, he tried to blink the sleep out of his eyes. "Miranda?" his tired voice cracked out.

Miranda had to bite her lip from crying at the sound of his voice. Taking a deep breath, "I'm sorry," she said softly, her voice cracking a little and a few tears slowly rolling down her cheeks.

Gordo slowly sat up and he opened his mouth to say something but Miranda interrupted him. "I'm an idiot. I know you'd never hurt me but when I saw Rachel kissing you, I just flipped out."

"If I saw another guy kissing you, I would've done the same thing," he told her but Miranda shook her head no.

"No you wouldn't. You would've actually seen me push him off me but as usual, I let my emotions rule everything," Miranda said as she looked down at the comforter on the bed.

Gordo grinned a little and gently cupping her chin with one hand, he lifted her face so that she was looking at him. "But that's what I love about you. You let your emotions out and don't bottle everything up like me. I wish I could do that."

Miranda smiled, "We make a great pair. You over think everything and I'm a basket case," she joked and they both started laughing softly.

After a few minutes, Miranda took Gordo's hand off her chin and held it. "Do you think you could ever forgive me for hurting you?" she asked softly as she started to trace the patterns in his palm.

Gordo nodded, "Look, I know we're not always going to have a smooth relationship but when have we ever?" Gordo smirked at his joke and Miranda snickered. "Just next time you get really mad at me don't run away and start to ignore me."

Miranda looked at him with a small smile, "Ok."

Gordo drew her into his lap; after wiping away the tear tracks from her cheeks, he gently kissed her. Just as he started to pull back, Miranda quickly recaptured his lips with her own, and started a deep, passionate kiss.

For the rest of the night, Miranda and Gordo just sat there talking. It wasn't about anything in particular, they just talked.

As Gordo sat up at the head of the bed, leaning back against the wall, he listened to Miranda talk about her physics test as he held her. Miranda was lying curled up next to him, arms wrapped around his waist and her head resting against his chest. He didn't really care what she was talking about; he just liked listening to her voice.

As he listened, he started to notice sunlight starting to creep into the windows. When Miranda finished, Gordo nudged her a little. "Its morning."

Miranda picked her head up and looked out the window, "I can't believe we talked all night. My parents are going to kill me if they know I've been out all night."

As they reluctantly let go of each other, both let out a huge yawn. They looked at each other and laughed a little. "Staying up all night does not help when you're emotionally drained," Gordo said as he stood up and stretched a little.

"Let's skip then," Miranda told him as she walked around the bed.

"What?" Gordo asked in surprise.

Wrapping her arms around his waist, Miranda looked at him with an evil smile. Gordo knew she was scheming something. "We skip. We go to homeroom, we get officially marked in and then we sneak out and skip the rest of the day."

"Then what do we do?" Gordo asked trying to suppress a smile.

"Well, we can go to the movies, the park," Miranda then leaned in and gave him a small kiss and taking one hand, gently brushed his cheek, "or maybe back here."

Gordo closed his eyes and tried to keep his body under control but he couldn't hide the smile as he imagined what they could be doing. "As much as I would love to do that." he said opening his eyes, "I think that's the last thing we need to be doing right now and plus, I just want to sleep."

Miranda pouted a little, "Fine, we'll come back here and just sleep." Just as she finished, Miranda let out another huge yawn and as Gordo laughed at her, Miranda stomped on his foot and started to walk towards the window. "I gotta get home before my parents wake up. See you in a bit," she said before leaving.

At school, Miranda quickly left her homeroom and immediately headed for Gordo's locker. Walking up behind him, she warped her arms around him and nuzzled the back of his neck. "Ready?" she whispered to him. Gordo just nodded and felt the goose bumps rise as she breathed softly on his neck.

As Miranda lead him around the school and out a backdoor, he smiled realizing Miranda must've done this before. After taking a roundabout way to the student parking lot, they quickly got into Gordo's car and he took off towards his house.

Ten minutes later, they were back at his house. After Gordo tossed off his jeans, he went to his dresser to get a pair of shorts. Grabbing a pair, he put them on and turned around to find Miranda watching him with a grin

"What?" he asked her with a smirk.

Knowing she had Gordo's attention, Miranda kicked off her sneakers and as she walked to the bed, unbuttoned her jeans and let them fall to the ground. Looking over her shoulder, she giggled at the expression on Gordo's face. Pulling off her own t-shirt, she grabbed one of Gordo's button down shirts hanging on the knob of his closet and pulled it on. Buttoning the middle three buttons, the shirt fell to her knees. Jumping into the bed and curling up under the covers, she gave a Gordo a seductive smile.

As he watched her, he let out a soft whimper as he felt his body trying to overpower his mind. "What are you doing Rand?" Gordo joked as he walked over to her.

"Just making myself comfortable," she told him with a smile. Pulling back the covers on his side, "Now get in."

Gordo laughed and shook his head as he did what he was told. "I thought we were just gonna sleep?"

"We will," she said as she rested her head on his chest but pretended she just couldn't get comfortable. After a few minutes, Miranda grabbed Gordo's t-shirt and pulled it off him, not getting much resistance from Gordo.

Snuggling into him, she put her head on his shoulder and smiled. "Much better," she said softly.

"You tryin to kill me Sanchez?" Gordo joked as he wrapped an arm around her waist.

Miranda just smiled at him as she closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep. Gordo rolled his eyes and settling next to her, finally let the exhaustion catch up to him and fell asleep with his arms wrapped around her.