A/N: I'm glad to hear that you liked the last chapter...because frankly it wasn't my favorite chapter...and I like to think that every new chapter is my favorite chapter. That's just how the queen works and operates. Quack.

Also, recently (as in, minutes ago) it was brought to my attention by my television that there is such a show called Second Chance on TLC. Just so you know, however, this is not a copy of that show. I didn't even know that show existed until today. Apologies.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Meanwhile back at home...

Miranda was pacing back and forth in her living room, contemplating and berating herself. Did she make the right choices? Days before Gordo and Lizzie went to Hawaii, she had to start thinking of names, but couldn't come up with contact information with any of their past significant others. She didn't keep in touch with Gordo enough to know any of his old girlfriends and Lizzie, well, Lizzie didn't really have any ex-boyfriends. Miranda had to think quickly and she'd just come up with her final choices, mostly because she was desperate, days ago. Now, she knew they were probably there. Now, she knew they were getting ready to find out. She prayed that this would work out. She prayed Lizzie and Gordo wouldn't kill her by the time they found out.

She had no idea what she was getting herself into when she made her final decision.

But at the Mansion ...

Lizzie got through her interview after Gordo left, but could hardly concentrate. She was nervous about that night...mostly because she didn't know what to expect. She was beginning to hate surprises even more than she did before. After the interview, she went to the game room place they all slept the night before. She knew that they were allowed to use it whenever there was free time; she just never took advantage of it. No one really did. She sat down on one of the sofas, thinking about what could happen that night. She had no idea who they were really bringing in, and wasn't really worried about her own ex, but what about Gordo's? She knew nothing about how he was in college, and since college was more recent than high school, he could fall in love with her all over again. Okay, so maybe to somebody else, her thoughts proved she was nothing short of crazy and over thinking this a bit, but it made since to her. She was imagining the worse...she hated all the guys she dated in college and she was sure she was going to not like whomever they brought in as Gordo's ex-girlfriend. There was no way, unless they chose actors, that this was a good thing.

That's why she couldn't go back to the Love Hut. She knew Gordo would be there. She thought she was ready to talk to him before she overheard him, but now she wasn't sure. She didn't want to say something now and have tonight be a disaster and have to fend for herself tomorrow. She prayed that whatever happened, she didn't have to leave tomorrow. She hoped that whatever happened that night would be something she could live through forever knowing she did the right thing.

Meanwhile, Gordo was at the Love Hut, sort of worried as to where Lizzie was at that time. He wanted to spend as much time with her as possible just in case they had to go home the next day or something. He was less than looking forward to that night, especially if it meant dealing with people in his past. He thought there was a good chance that the ex-boyfriend for Lizzie would in actuality be Tory's ex, but he knew that if Pete had anything to do with finding his ex, he would have picked someone from college, like Rachel. He worried that tonight would be a disaster for the exact opposite reasons Lizzie worried. He was worried that these people would all but make things easier on him and Lizzie.

The hour they had between now and the time they all had to meet in the mansion went by extremely slowly. Lizzie could have sworn she heard voices nearby in the mansion, but didn't want to look because she was afraid that she wouldn't like what she saw. She was nervous as she sat there, unable to particularly concentrate. She thought about going back to the hut, just to see what Gordo had to say about anything, but she didn't feel like moving. Her heart pounded as she watched the clock.

The time had come. It was six o'clock, and everyone was told to meet in front of the mansion. When she arrived, she noticed three limousines out there. Elizabeth and James were out there waiting, sitting on the steps. Not wanting to seem as antisocial as she had felt lately, she decided to join them there. "Hey," she said, sitting down next to Elizabeth.

"Hey!" they both said, looking over at her, "Are you nervous?" Elizabeth asked.

Lizzie sighed. What was she supposed to say? "I guess so. I have no idea what to expect."

"Yeah, neither do I," Elizabeth said, "As I was telling James, I had some wild days and I had some innocent days. I don't know which days I would rather see at this point!"

Lizzie laughed, not knowing how else to react. "I don't know, though," Lizzie said, in a sort of whisper, as the cameras were around, "do you think they are actually going to have real people from our past?"

"You'd be surprised on how authentic everything, is, Tor. I mean, we might not be 'real,' but this show has never seized to surprise me. Who knows who they found?"

Then, Gordo, Mary, and George arrived, and everyone stood up, knowing that something was going to happen soon. A few moments later, the host, Ryan came from the side and said, "Good evening."

"Good evening," everyone said back.

"Many of you might be wondering what these limousines are here for tonight. Well, ladies and gentlemen, we thought you might enjoy some company this evening, just to make things interesting. In each of these limos contains two very important people. Here's the catch, though. These people are your exes. That's right," he smirked, "we searched all around the country to track your exes and bring them here tonight. Are we ready to see who is in the first limo?"

Lizzie gulped. The windows were tinted, so she had so way of knowing who was in what limo. They opened the first limo, though, and she didn't recognize either of the people. She breathed a sigh of relief. Those people were for Mary and George.

The first limo drove away and the second limo pulled up. The door was opened and she didn't recognize either of those people. They were for Elizabeth and James, and it seemed as if knew who was in the limo, as she ran up to hug the muscular male with the long blonde hair. Lizzie sighed. The second limo drove away and the third one pulled up. Lizzie could feel the cameras directed to her and she had a feeling this would be big. The door opened, and it seemed like forever passed before Ryan announced, "May I present to you, Daniel, Parker McKenzie." Parker McKenzie? Lizzie repeated in her head. They wouldn't dare...but they did. Parker stepped out of the limo, Lizzie looked briefly at Gordo, who looked as stunned as Lizzie did, but forced a smile as Parker went to shake her hand. "I'm Parker," she said to Lizzie, shaking her hand.

"I'm...Tory."

Parker moved on to Gordo who was standing right next to her and gave him a hug, "It's so good to see you after all these years!"

Ryan cleared his throat, "And, May I present the last person of this evening. Tory, do you remember Ethan Craft?"

Lizzie gasped and so did Gordo. These people were the last two people they expected, mostly because Lizzie never dated Ethan and Gordo never dated Parker. Ethan stepped out of the limo, and Gordo automatically became jealous. He'd always hoped that Ethan would bald by the time he was out of college and be at least fifty pounds overweight. No such luck. He didn't really change over the past five years, except he looked a little taller and muscular. Gordo didn't know what to think. He thought Lizzie told him that they never dated, but he couldn't help wonder if they really did date, because when he walked over to greet them, Lizzie didn't exactly look disappointed to see him.

So there they had it. They had Parker, who didn't really change physically except for maybe a different color of hair, and they had Ethan, who also didn't change that much. These two people ruined Lizzie and Gordo's high school romance years ago. What could they do now?

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A/N: I know this isn't much of a chapter, but I decided that this chapter needed to be separate for the ideas I had for the next chapter...so I'll update as soon as possible. If you REALLY REALLY want to be spoiled with my plans for this story thus far, include your e-mail address in the review because I really don't want to spoil it for everyone. Until next chapter....quack.