After dinner I was looking at some information about my new school. To be honest, I wasn't that scared. As long as Isabella wasn't there things would probably turn out alright. My phone began to ring and I picked it up, hoping it would be Miranda or Gordo.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's me." Miranda said quickly.

"Oh hi! Thanks for calling; I've been so busy with things. So, how have you and Gordo been? Should I call him so we can have a three way?" I asked.

"You can try, but I don't think he'll wanna talk to you right now. Or ever."

"What? Why?"

"Isabella told him." She said slowly.

"Told him what?"

"About what you wrote in your stupid diary!" Miranda shouted impatiently. I felt like I was going to throw up.

"WHAT? Oh my gosh, please tell me your joking Miranda!" I said desperately.

"I'm not! And you know what? He blew up at me! As if it was my fault!" She said. I was speechless. This was my worst fear and Gordo was never going to talk to me again.

"I can't believe this is happening! This is all Isabella's fault! If she just kept her fat mouth shut, then none of this would have happened!" I yelled.

"Uh Lizzie, if you never wrote those things about Gordo, then none of this would have happened. "So in conclusion it's mainly your fault." Miranda said. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. But the funny thing was, it was my fault, but I didn't want to admit it. I had started this thing so that meant that I had to end it. I just hoped I hadn't broken my friendship with Gordo.

"You're right Miranda. It is my fault. But I don't know what to do now because I doubt that Gordo will ever forgive me for this one."

"You have to talk to him. Not over the phone, in person. It's better that way I think." Miranda suggested.

"But how am I supposed to get back to Hill Ridge? Its ages till the next holiday and I can't wait that long! Why'd Isabella have to tell Gordo in the first place? I knew I'd never be able to trust her!" I said angrily.

"What does it matter now? I think it's good that Isabella told Gordo because then you would be lying to him. I mean, you wouldn't have told him the truth anyway, right?"

"I guess. But I would have preferred to tell him myself rather than him finding out off someone else." I groaned.

"Yeah I know what you mean. Can't you just tell your dad that you miss your mom and wanna come back down here?" Miranda asked.

"Oh I don't know! I haven't even started school yet! But if I do end up coming back to Hill Ridge, I'm not only going there to talk to Gordo, but to thump Isabella too! She thinks that she can do all this bad stuff to me and get away with it, but she's gone way too far this time!" I said furiously while walking frantically around my room. "Do you think I should call Gordo now? You know, just to check on him?"

"No, don't! He'll just hang up on you...just wait for a while until he's calmed down a little. Look, I have to go now but I promise I'll talk to Gordo and try to sort out this Isabella thing. I want to have a word to her myself." Miranda insisted.

"Okay, thanks Miranda. I owe you. And be careful what you say to her."

"I will. Bye."

Starting my new school wasn't too bad. I had made three really good friends, Casey, Sarah and Jessica who I was really happy with. It meant that I didn't have to wonder around the school by myself like a lost sheep and look like an idiot. The guys were really nice here, (except for a few) and most of my teachers were okay too. I got into trouble a couple of times for not concentrating in class as I was too busy thinking about Gordo and what I had done.

"Miss McGuire is there something bothering you? This is the second time you have drifted off in my class! If you can not learn to concentrate properly I'm afraid I'll have to contact your parents!" My Maths teacher Mrs. Bailey said strictly. She was the teacher I hated most because I knew she had something against me from the day I met her and she was always yelling.

"I'm really sorry Mrs. Bailey, it's...it's nothing. I promise it won't happen again." I said slowly as I started to copy down the problems from the board.

"It better not! If it keeps up I'll have to drop you down a class!" She continued. In this school, our classes were graded and I had to take this test to see which class I was going to be put in. I sighed deeply and felt like shoving a sock in her mouth to shut her up. She always gave everyone lectures every time we did something wrong.

Finally, my favourite subject came, which was lunch. All I had to do was eat and not listen to the teachers go on about school work.

"Hey Lizzie, are you okay?" Sarah asked. "Mrs. Bailey is right! You are always drifting off..."

"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just thinking about stuff, that's all." I answered.

"What stuff?"

"Trust me, you don't want to know." I said. I wasn't in the mood to tell her my life story anyway.

"Try me." She said.

"Um, no offence Sarah, but it's kinda like none of your business. It's not that I don't trust you, but I have a lot of stuff going on in my life at the moment and-"

"Well if you tell me maybe I can help you." She interrupted. I sighed and thought she was never going to give up so I decided to tell her. It took up the whole of lunch but after telling her, I felt a bit better. Maybe telling someone how I felt and what I was dealing with helped. Sarah was a good listener and agreed that I needed to sort out Isabella.

It had been two weeks since Isabella had told Gordo and I still hadn't done anything about it. I tried calling Gordo a couple of times but he didn't answer. I couldn't wait any longer and had to tell my dad I needed to go back to Hill Ridge.

"Dad can I ask you something?" I asked when we were watching TV.

"Sure honey, what is it?"

"Well, would it be okay if we went back to Hill Ridge this weekend? I mean, I know it's only been a couple of weeks and its ages until the next break but this is really important. I can pay for the flights because I know you and mom have been putting money into my bank account since I was ten." I said.

"Okay...Is there a reason why you want to back so fast? I know you miss Miranda and Gordo, but-"

"But that's not it dad, I promise. It's just...I know mom and I didn't exactly finish in the right place when I left and I want to see her and talk things through with her. I know I was rude to her and unfair most times and I just want to tell her I'm sorry and that I still love her. I mean, I don't want to go through the rest of my life having a grudge on mom. I know I can call her but it's not the same! I want to see her in person and this is urgent!" I lied. I know I had already lied too much but this was an emergency.

"You really want to sort things out with your mother?" My dad asked. I nodded eagerly.

"Well I don't have to work this weekend so I'm free. But if we do go there, not only do you have to sort things out with your mother, you have to sort things out with your sister too."

"What? There is no way I am even speaking to Isabella dad! And don't call her my sister, it's wrong." I said.

"If you can sort things out with your mum, why not Isabella?"

"Because she's the one that doesn't want to co-operate! I've tried dad but she won't listen! If you talk to her then maybe she'll listen!"

"Lizzie, that's the deal. If you don't think you can handle it, we won't go back for now." My dad said.

I sighed. "Okay fine, I'll give it go. But I can't promise you that it will work!"

"I'll go call your mother now and tell her what's happening. I'll try find a nice hotel we can stay in for the weekend." He said.

"Dad, there's something that you have to do too. And that's to sort out things with mom. If you talk to mom, I'll talk to Isabella." I said. He hesitated for a moment and then nodded. Now I had to sort things out with three people and the weekend wouldn't be enough time for me. I was sure I was going to talk to Gordo first and it would take a while. Luckily, dad was easy to persuade. If it was mom, she would ask a million questions and always found out what I was up to.

"So do you want to come to the mall with us on Saturday?" Sarah asked me the next day at school.

"Oh sorry, I can't. I'm going to my mum's for the weekend." I answered.

"Alright then. Is this about that Gordo guy you were telling me about yesterday?"

"Yeah. I told my dad that I wanted to go back to Hill Ridge to see my mum and he totally fell for it. And then he said I had to sort things out with Isabella too." I muttered.

When I got home that day, I got ready to pack a few things for the trip.

"Tell me again why we are going back to Hill Ridge so quickly?" Matt asked curiously.

"I already told you Matt. To see mom. And why should you be complaining? You get to see Melina and Lanny again."

"True." He replied as my dad came in.

"Uh Lizzie, I just called your mum and we will be staying with her for the weekend." He said.

"What? Why? Aren't there any hotels? Dad I can't step foot into a room that Isabella is in! And Miranda said I could stay with her. Can't I just stay with her? Her parents said it was fine." I begged.

"Okay then. Just behave yourself alright.

"Duh. Since when did I ever misbehave?" I joked. My dad smiled and walked out. I wasn't too excited about going back because I knew wasn't going there to have fun. I was going to talk to Gordo about what I had done and apologise to him, and that was practically risking my life. Gordo's normally a happy person and doesn't get angry that easily. But this time I had really pushed it and it was all my fault. I had a feeling that if I even tried to talk to Gordo he'd probably kill me. Well, I'm not going to care how long takes or how risky it is, I was going to do this.