Hey, the reviews have been great. And I know that this story is technically about Christmas but I won't even finish this before the end of Christmas break. But just remember that it's only about Christmas in the sense that it's set during Christmas break and yes it will probably end on Christmas or soon after but really it's not about Christmas. So I hope that even though it's called All I Want For Christmas people will still read it after Christmas is long over. Well, anyway keep enjoying and keep reviewing because I love reviews and I wish that everyone who reads this would review because I love feed back. And if anyone has any good ideas or constructive criticism or whatever do not hesitate to review or e-mail me at Also this chapter is dedicated to a very special friend who turned 18 today (December 27). Love, peace and happiness, AJS.

Chapter 5: Revelations

Miranda woke up the next morning to a bright sunny day.

MT: Wow, what a nice day, too bad I have to spend it on a plane. As much as I dislike going to see my grandparents, I guess it's a good thing that I'll be gone. I mean, I saw the looks that Lizzie and Gordo were giving each other. Maybe being alone will get them together.

Miranda walked to her window and looked out at the two houses across the street.

MT: God, wouldn't that be perfect? If they were meant to be together? I mean they met barely days after birth and they've lived next door to each other all their lives and their rooms even connect.

Both Gordo's and Lizzie's rooms came with balconies. About the time they were three years old their parents had gotten tired of always bringing them back and forth from one house to the other so they took down the front railings and connected the two balconies. From then on the two could see each other whenever they wanted. They had a system though. If the curtains on their doors were closed then the other knew not to come over. The two spent many a night sleeping out on the balcony. The two became three when Miranda moved in across the street and the three became four when they met Kate in kindergarten. For these two a ladder was placed up to the balcony. Then the four became three again when Kate came back from camp the summer before seventh grade and would no longer speak to them. The three got older and the sleep overs became fewer and far between. The night before the first day of high school was their last sleep over. They decided that they were just too old for such things. And while they still spent many evenings sitting out there talking they didn't sleep there anymore.

As she looked out her window she noticed Lizzie coming out of her room. She saw Lizzie walk to the middle of the balcony.

MT: Why is she just standing there staring at Gordo's door? She knows that there's no way he's up yet, so she can't be waiting for him. And he'd kill her if she woke him up this early. Oh, this is killing me.

Miranda got dressed and quietly made her way downstairs and out of the house. She walked across the street and up the ladder to Lizzie.

M: Good morning!

Lizzie gasped and turned around to see Miranda climbing up onto the balcony.

L: God, Miranda, you scared me.

M: Well, you scared me too. I looked out my window when I got up and I saw you come out of your room. I guess my curiosity got the better of me and I just had to come over and ask you why you were just standing there staring at Gordo's door.

L: Oh, was I? I'm sorry, I guess I'm just not awake yet.

M: Nope, not buying it. What's really going on? I know you too well to know that you really didn't sleep all that well and I'm guessing you had some kind of weird dream. Am I right?

L: You know me so well it's scary.

M: So what was the dream about?

L:

M: I know that well. It was about a boy, right? (Lizzie nods.) Oh, God, I knew it. Ok, it was about a boy, but it was weird, so not about a boy you've ever thought of in this way, right? (Lizzie nods again.) Oh, my God, it's Gordo. That's why you've been staring at his door. It makes total sense. You had a really good dream about Gordo and then when you woke up and realized this you freaked out, right?

L: Oh, Miranda how do you always know? You're not going to tell Gordo though are you? I'm not even sure what this means. I think I just need some time to figure this all out.

M: It's cool. I won't tell Gordo. And just so you know, if anything were to ever happen between the two of you, I would be psyched.

L: I'll keep that in mind. But really he's just my best friend and nothing could ever change that so don't worry.

M: Ok, whatev-

Gordo opens his door and rubs his eyes.

G: What's going on out here? Are you two having a party without me?

M: Of course.

L: Did our talking wake you up? Sorry.

G: Nah, it's cool, I was all but awake anyway. Didn't sleep too well.

M: Thinking about someone, I mean something in particular?

G: Huh? Oh, you know a little bit of everything.

MT: Damn, look at the way he keeps glancing at Lizzie hoping she won't notice. It is so obvious he couldn't sleep because he was thinking about her. Oh, how cute. I need to make a mental note to talk to him alone before I leave. Maybe I can get Lizzie to go get ready for us to go to the airport.

M: Well, I've got to be at the airport in four hours-

L: Only four hours? (As she jumps up) Shit, I've got to go get ready.

Gordo and Miranda laugh as Lizzie runs into her room, shuts the door and pulls shut the curtains.

G: I should go get dressed too, although I can't possibly take as long as Lizzie.

M: Well, don't take too long, I wanna talk to you about something, ok?

G: (Gives her a quizzical look) Ok, I'll be back in two minutes.

Two minutes and five seconds later Gordo walks out of his room.

M: Ha, you took two minutes and five seconds.

G: Geez, what are you the time nazi?

M: No. So spill.

G: Spill what?

M: You know very well what I'm talking about. Why couldn't you sleep? Was it maybe because you were thinking about someone all night? Someone like Lizzie perhaps?

G: W-what? W-what are you talking about?

M: God, Gordo, you know, you're not a very good liar.

G: Ok, fine, I like Lizzie. There are you happy? Just don't tell her ok? I don't want to lose her over something as stupid as falling in love with her.

M: Lose her, why would you lose her over something...wait, did you say falling in love? Do you love her Gordo? Oh, my God, this is great. You two are so perfect for each other.

G: Ok, number one, I would lose her because she doesn't feel the same way and would feel so bad that she wouldn't be able to look at me anymore. And number two why is this great and why are we perfect for each other?

M: You wouldn't lose her, you know she's too nice to be mean about it and too close to you to let you go that easily. And also the whole best friends are soul mates thing is so great. I mean you've known her forever. Besides, how do you know she doesn't feel the same way?

G: Ok so maybe I wouldn't totally lose her but it wouldn't be the same. And of course she doesn't feel the same way. Unless there's something you know that I don't.

M: I know nothing concrete but believe me I've seen the way she looks at you sometimes. It's the same look that you give her. How else do you think I figured this all out?

G: I guess I hadn't really thought about it. You mean it's obvious that I love her?

M: To everyone but her. And you've never noticed her looks so I guess love really is blind.

G: Well, I guess it's a good thing you'll be gone. Although I'm not really sure if I believe you, I guess I can do nothing but wait and see what happens.

M: You know Gordo you could make things happen. You need to take charge of your own destiny. You can't just wait for what you want to come to you, you have to go out and get it.

G: We'll have to see what happens.

Lizzie comes out of her room.

L: See if what happens?