Disclaimer: Lizzie McGuire series belong to none other than erm..It's creators. I have not done any research on its creators so I am going to leave it just as it is.

A/N: This is my first try at writing a Lizzie McGuire fanfiction. I am pro Miranda/Gordo although; I do love how the trio interacts with each other. I feel that Miranda and Gordo have so much chemistry together and they do bicker a lot, which is an attraction for me to support their pairing, just like Ron and Hermione. As they say, Sidekicks Rule! This fic, however, will not directly plunge into MIranda/Gordo romance, but its a gradual pace by which they learn to grow closer and form their own bond without Lizzie and to also point out that they can have their own friendship without Lizzie.

Rating: General. I don't know. Maybe it'll change as the story change but for now, it's for general audience.

Genre: Humor/Drama/Romance

Reviewers: Hopefully, someone will read and review this story. If not, it's fine with me too.

Points to note about this fic: Lizzie, Miranda and Gordo are fifteen year olds. That's all I have to say about it. Oh yeah, and that this story happens before the end of the season. I would take some bits and pieces from the show, but other than that, this story does not follow the order of the show and plot. My own story, thus, I'll write how I want to write the story. Do read it though. Thanks! ",

Forever Friends

By nymphadora-era

1 As Normal as it gets

"Chica! Hurry up, Gordo's here already!" Alice Sanchez, Miranda's mom, called from below. Miranda glanced at her Tigger alarm clock on her bedside table and saw that it was only six thirty.

What's he doing here so early? School doesn't start until seven thirty. Urgh! I hate being rushed! She thought furiously as she hurriedly brushed her hair and at the same time, tried to wear her sandals.

She opened her door and hollered.

"Tell Gordo to give me another five minutes Mom!" She failed to notice the figure who was standing in front of her bedroom door and was the victim to her shrill yelling.

"I heard that nice and clear thanks," Gordo winced, his ears ringing from Miranda's high-pitched yell.

MIranda jumped back in surprise.

"Oh Gordo! I'm so sorry," she started, looking apologetic, and tried to make way for Gordo to come in but she suddenly tripped on her half-worn sandals and fell on her butt with"Oomph!" and had her breath knocked out from her.

Gordo stood there, looking amused at his best friend, who's hair was half uncombed, and her clothes a little ruffled. He stifled a laugh that threatened to burst.

"If you dare laugh at me, i swear, something bad will happen to you." Miranda threatened, still on the floor and rubbing her sore butt. She kicked her sandals away first, before i trip over again. She thought.

"I wouldn't dare!" Gordo feign a mock horrified look, which backfired as he chuckled at her. She glared at him with narrowed eyes and ordered.

"Help me up!" Miranda thrusted her hand up and he gripped it and pulled her up. Gordo still has an amused look on his face which Miranda later, smacked his arm for it.

"Hey, you deserved it," Gordo protested, rubbing his arm, "That's probably the retribution for harming my precious eardrums with your shrill yelling." He pretended to pout and rub his ears, as if they are still hurting from the earlier assault.

Aww...he's trying to imitate a baby. Cute, but doesn't work on me, Miranda thought to herself, looking with raised eyebrows at her male bestfriend.

"Oh you poor little baby," she put on a cutesy voice and pinched his two cheeks.

"Hey, cut that out," he wriggled out of Miranda's hands and quickly darted out from her reach. Miranda snickered at him.

"Gordo, you know your pouty look doesn't work on me," she reiterated her earlier thoughts to him. "Even though it works on Lizzie, which I have no clue why," she shook her head in wonderment.

"It works on Lizzie cos' she's gullible, which is a good thing, cos' then, I can manipulate her to do whatever I want her to do," Gordo said smugly, crossing his arms and leaned against Miranda's study table.

Miranda just chucked a sock at his head. "Wait till I tell her you said that," she warned and rolled her eyes and headed towards her dresser but the sandals got in the way again. Luckily, she did not trip this time.

"Argh! This sandals is definitely going," she fumed, as she kicked the sandals aside and continued to brush her hair.

"Going? Going where?" Gordo asked, confused.

"Going to the dumpster, that's where! Hear that sandals?" She stopped brushing her hair for a moment to glare at the sandals on the floor as if they could hear her. "You're going to the bin where you should have belonged a long time ago!" She shouted at it.

Gordo looked at her, a look of amusement displayed on his face.

"Mir, I say you've officially lost your marbles," he shook his head at her but failed to notice the deadly glare coming from his Hispanic friend.

She then ignored him as she finished braiding her hair and put on the final touch of lip-gloss on her lips. Gordo was watching her as she took her sweet time to finish dressing up for school and he drummed his fingers impatiently on her study table as he leaned on it.

"Could you be any slower?" He said, sarcastically, as he tapped his fingers on his watch to indicate the time.

"Sure. How slow do you want me to be?" She pretended to bat her eyes at him, looking innocent.

"Urgh!" He finally let out a cry of frustration, which Miranda chuckled as she looked at him being so impatient.

"Alright, alright. I'm ready," she relented and twirled around on her heels. "SO how do I look?" She asked, not really wanting to know but just to irritate him further.

"MIRANDA!" He cried.

"Alright alright! Sheesh," she quickly grabbed her sling bag that was hanging from her door and followed him out of her room. "Man Gordo, you gotta chill! You know," she advised as they climbed down the stairs towards the Sanchez's living room, "like they say, Carpe Diem. "

"Don't you mean Akunamatata?" Gordo retorted, rolling his eyes back at her.

"Whatever," She simply shrugged it away and they headed towards the dining room, where her Mom and Dad and her sister Isabella was having breakfast.

"Good Morning Gordo, Miranda," Mr. Sanchez greeted as they entered the dining room.

"Morning Mr. Sanchez. HI Isabella," he acknowledged them, smiling.

"Bye Mom, Dad, I'm going now, " she said as she gave a peck of kiss on their cheeks. Her mom frowned.

"Chica, aren't you having breakfast?" She asked, calling at their retreating backs.

"Well, I would," she answered back, "But this Chico," gesturing to Gordo beside her, " wants us to hurry up to school."

"Hey, I didn't -" Gordo started to protest but she cut him off.

"Anyway, I'll just grab something from the cafeteria when we reach school, so don't worry! Later!" She waved a parting goodbye and ushered Gordo out of the door.

"You could have gotten something to eat for breakfast, you know," Gordo remarked and continued, "I didn't say you can't have breakfast."

"I know I know," Miranda admitted, "But I just don't feel like having breakfast today. I'm kinda full, I guess." She explained.

"So, you're just using me huh? To get out of eating breakfast," he raised a questioning glance at her.

She just smiled sheepishly in reply.

"Should've known I'm being used as a scapegoat for her own hidden agendas," he muttered to himself but loud enough for Miranda to hear.

"Aww...I didn't really use you as my scapegoat," Miranda tried to lift his spirits up and slung her arm across his shoulders, "Why would i want to do that to my very best brainiest pal?" She pretended to look innocent but of course, he didn't fall for that.

She must think I'm stupid enough to fall for that, Gordo thought to himself and rolled his eyes at her.

I know he wouldn't fall for that, Miranda smirked to herself, He's not stupid enough for that. They smiled at each other and knew that everything is cool between them. Their fights never last long and they'll be in good terms with each other in no time at all.

They headed towards Lizzie's house, a few blocks down from Miranda's. Lizzie's house is just a few blocks from their school; thus, it would not take much longer than ten minutes to reach it by walking. They always follow this routine everyday when going to school. Since Gordo lives the furthest from school, he would go to Miranda's house which is in the middle between his and Lizzie's house, and from there, they would walk to Lizzie's house to get her and the trio walked to school together from there.

As they were walking towards Lizzie's house, Miranda spoke up.

"So why were you extremely early today? You're not supposed to reach my house until six fifty," she questioned, shifting her bag strap further up on her shoulder where it is more comfortable.

"Well, I woke up earlier, so I finished dressing earlier." Gordo simply replied.

"Yeah, well, you should've waited at your house first. You know I won't be ready that quick. Girls need their time to dress, unlike boys," she indicated to him.

"Well, I figured that much," he admitted, " while waiting for you to finish dressing up for school this morning," he said, grinning at her. She tried to smack his head but stopped short of her actions and put it back down.

"I don't know why I bother," she sighed, defeated. He just smirked at her.

Soon, they reached Lizzie's front porch and Miranda rang the doorbell.

Mrs. McGuire opened the door and smiled as she saw who was at the door.

"Hey Mrs. McGuire," the both of them greeted together.

"Hello Gordo, Miranda. Come on in, Lizzie's having breakfast." She ushered them in towards the dining room where they found Lizzie, Matt and Mr. McGuire eating cereals.

"Hi guys!" Lizzie beamed at them.

"Hey," they smiled back.

"Good morning Mr. McGuire," Gordo greeted.

"Good morning Gordo," he answered, and lifted up his cup of coffee and sipped it. Matt looked at Miranda and smiled shyly.

"Hi Miranda," he piped up.

"Oh, err, hi Matt," Miranda said hesitantly. Gordo looked at them, amused. He leaned near Miranda's ears and whispered.

"Looks like he still has a little crush on you, rebound girl," Gordo teased. Miranda just nudged his ribs, hard.

"Oomph," he groaned, rubbing his sore ribs. Miranda just smiled innocently. Lizzie just looked on curiously.

"Have you guys had breakfast?" she asked.

"Yeah," Gordo answered.

"Yes, of course," Miranda lied while ignoring the questioning glance Gordo was giving her.

"Okay," Mrs. McGuire spoke up, "then you'd better get to school. I don't want you to be late."

"Alright mom." Lizzie grabbed her bag that was hanging on her chair and kissed her Dad's cheeks. "Bye dad," she said.

Her dad did not notice, as he was absorbed in the morning's newspaper. She shook her head, laughing lightly at him and did the same to her mom.

"Bye honey, have a safe trip to school," she smiled and to Gordo and Miranda she added, "Both of you too."

"Thanks Mrs. McGuire," they responded and they followed Lizzie out of the door. She waved at them from the front porch and they waved back. Matt suddenly appeared and also managed to add a parting goodbye to Miranda.

"Bye Miranda!" he waved from afar.

Miranda tried to hide herself with her satchel while Gordo just snickered.

Lizzie watched on, a weird expression on her face.

"What's up with that?" She asked them, once they were out of the vicinity of her house and walking towards school.

Both Miranda and Gordo answered at the same time.

"It's a long story," Gordo started.

"You don't want to know," Miranda said simultaneously. She shoved him slightly and gave a stern glare that gave off a vibe that said 'Don't you dare say anything or else I'm going to hurt you'.

Gordo cowered slightly under that gaze and nodded in fear. He put out his palms as a sign of surrender and backed slightly from Miranda's threatening glare.

Miranda turned back towards Lizzie and smiled innocently at her.

"Oh its nothing. Really, its nothing to worry about." She assured.

"Right." Lizzie said, dubious, but did not prod on further. Miranda quickly changed the subject.

"So, how did you find the algebra homework yesterday? I tried calling you guys for help on some of the questions but I couldn't get through to any of you!" she asked, looking at Lizzie, then to Gordo.

"My dad was using the net, so, he had to use the telephone line for connection," Gordo explained.

Miranda nodded understandingly. Looking at Lizzie, she asked.

"So what about you Lizzie?"

"Well, Matt was hogging the phone the whole time, talking to Lenny. I don't know what that they were talking about that's so important and interesting that they kept yakking the whole time!" Lizzie vented.

"I've yet to hear Lenny voice a sound, let alone even hold a conversation with Matt." Miranda pondered out loud.

"Yeah, and I'm amazed that Matt can understand what he's saying when he doesn't even say a word!" Gordo admitted, amazed.

"Well, one thing's for sure. Matt really have some strange friends," Miranda remarked.

"That's not hard to believe! Matt himself is a strange person. So technically, strange people make even stranger friends!" Lizzie laughed, and Miranda and Gordo joined in the laughter.

They gossiped and talk about anything under the sun as they make their way towards school, side by side.

Yup. This is as normal as it gets.

TBC

AN: Hope you guys like it! It's a bit boring I admit, but it's my first try and i promise it'll improve. Thanks for reading! ",