A/N: hey. so here's the last chapter of this story. i'll post the previews next. please RR and look for my next fic!

disclaimer: i do not own lizzie mcguire or any characters

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When Ethan removed the mask, he saw a double of himself staring back at him. Ethan was speechless. What could he say? He had killed everyone.

"Ethan?" Gordo exclaimed. Ethan turned around to face him. He didn't say anything. Suddenly, everything began to blur and Ethan felt as though he was being shaken.

"Ethan? Ethan!" Gordo's voice echoed in Ethan's head. Just then, Ethan jerked awake at his desk in detention and looked up at Gordo.

"Gordo!" Ethan exclaimed, relieved, and looked around the room quickly.

"Ethan, you fell asleep. Finke's looking at you like he's gonna kill you!" Gordo explained. Ethan shook his head.

"No," he said, "he's not the killer. I am." Ethan stood up.

"What?" Gordo asked confused. Ethan walked up to the front of the room.

"Mr. Finke," he started, "you can let everyone else go. It's really my fault we're in detention, not theirs."

"And how, exactly, do you figure that, Mr. Craft?" the teacher asked.

"Well, you know, Gordo and Lizzie aren't together anymore," Ethan started. Mr. Finke nodded his head.

"Yes I know. I, too, read the teen magazines, Mr. Craft," he replied.

"Well, I guess I've just been taking it pretty hard. So, I'm sorry that I disrupted the class and... killed everyone. But I think I know now why I did it," Ethan smiled.

"Explain," said Mr. Finke. Ethan turned to face his two friends and began.

"Well, you guys have been together forever. Before I even knew either of you. And I guess if you're not, then I just feel like there's nothing for me to depend on anymore. And it just really makes me angry that there's nothing I can do to fix it," he explained. Gordo had a look of sympathy on his face.

"Look, Ethan, I didn't know that you were taking it this hard," he said as he stood up and walked toward Ethan. "But you're not responsible for any of this."

"What do you mean?" Ethan asked puzzled. Lizzie stood as well.

"Ethan, this isn't your fault," she said kindly.

"Something bad has happened, Mr. Craft. But for once, you are not responsible," the teacher added. Ethan looked at him.

"Well then how come I feel so bad about it?" he asked. Mr. Finke shook his head before answering.

"Because," he started, "you are a troubled young man. I realize that from the movie 'A Troubled Young Man.' I suppose you can all go now. It's obvious that you have all suffered enough."

Before leaving the classroom, Gordo pats Ethan on the back and looks hopefully at Lizzie, hoping she would say something to him. She just leaves without making any eye contact. Ethan, noticing the hurt that filled Gordo's eyes, put an arm around his shoulders before looking up at Miranda who smiled at him before leaving as well.

"Come on, Gord-on," Ethan said, making Gordo smile, "let's go." The two walked out the classroom door and Mr. Finke closed it tightly behind them, putting an end to the nightmare detention had caused.

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A/N: the end! so what did you think? hope u liked it. please read the previews for my next story and tell me what you think of them. hope you read it too! anyway, RR!