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Lizzie and Miranda were back at the hotel room. After an hour and a half of Lizzie's rants and raves over Gordo she finally calmed down. As Lizzie lay on her bed, her head started to spin. After only about five minutes of silence, she spoke up again.

"Miranda...?" Miranda's eyes rolled at the sound of another hypothetical question coming her way, but this one was different. Lizzie continued, "Do you think that I should go apologize to Gordo?" Miranda sighed in relief to a reasonable question.

"Finally, something sensible! Yes, you should go apologize! This whole thing got out of hand anyway. It's not that big of a deal, Lizzie." Miranda felt her shoulders ease for the first time since the fight.

Lizzie applied a slight hint of blush before leaving, just to add some color to her face. They walked out of their hotel room, carefully checking for other chaperones that might be lerking, and proceeded to Gordo's room.

A loud knock on the door woke a very hung over Mark. Lizzie and Miranda could hear the person that she assumed to be Gordo stumbling to the door, knocking over most of the things in his way. Mark opened the door with a "WHAT!?" expecting to find Gordo who had lost his key. "Lizzie! Miranda! Sorry, thought you were Gordo."

"Well, that is who we came here looking for. It's almost 12:30! Where is he?" Lizzie inquired.

"I don't know. Check the pool, that's the last place we saw him."

"Okay..." Lizzie looked at Miranda with suspicious eyes. Mark slowly shut the door and once again managed to trip over everything in his way. The elevator ride to the fifth floor seemed like an eternity. Even more questions were circling Lizzie's mind now.

MEANWHILE

Gordo and Stacey stayed sitting in silence for a while. Gordo's mind was still on Lizzie. All of a suden, he felt something warm on his thigh. He looked down to find Stacey's hand there. Gordo stood up on one of the steps, but Stacey grabbed his arm firmly. He looked down at her with no expression on his face, and she looked up at him with seductive eyes.

"What's the rush?" She asked, as she slowly tugged his arm back down. He had realized earlier how cold he had been, and really didn't want to hurt her feelings anymore than he had to. He decided to sit back down.

"Stacey, we can't do this. I'm with Lizzie, and you know that." Gordo said firmly, but truthfully.

Stacey saw Lizzie approaching from the glass hall that lead out to the pool. She quickly threw her arms around Gordo's neck and passionately kissed him, just long enough for Lizzie to catch a glimpse and run off down the hall. Unfortunately, Lizzie missed Gordo's reaction of shoving Stacey off of himself.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Gordo yelled in surprise. Staceys eyes were focused on Lizzie who was now running towards the elevator. Gordo looked behind himself. He instantly realized what had happened, and ran after her. By the time he arrived at the elevator, it had slammed shut in his face.

He continued to push and push the 'up' button as if it would magically make it move faster. Stacey took her time getting out of the hot tub, and wrapping a towel around to dry herself off. She confidently watched Gordo, amazed by herself.

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