"I can't believe Ethan is going out with Kate again." Lizzie said, as she looked up at her two best friends. They were sitting in their usual spots at the digital bean and simply relaxing after a hard week of school. She could tell Gordo was trying his best to sound interested but she new he was bored with her rambling on about Ethan. She turned to Miranda and noticed she to was not paying attention to her, instead for some reason she was simply staring at Lizzie. "Miranda are you ok, what's wrong, is their something on my face?" she asked confused as to why her best friend was acting so strangely. Almost seeming to snap out of a dream, Miranda quickly came to. "Oh, I'm really sorry Lizzie I didn't get a lot of sleep last night, I was up um...studying" she spoke but for some reason Lizzie had a feeling she wasn't being quite honest. Something's obviously bothering Miranda but if she doesn't want to tell me now, I guess I can ask again later. "Well I'm going home now guys, see you tomorrow" If neither of them are even going to listen no point to keep talking. As she walked out the door she noted that Gordo was once again staring at Miranda every chance he got, but more interesting was that for the second time in a few minutes she could swear Miranda was staring at her.

This is bad Miranda Sanchez thought to herself while lying in her bed. I can't believe I let Lizzie catch me staring at her, what if...what if she figures it out. Then again how can I not stare when those beautiful blue eyes are sitting right next to me? I just can't do it anymore, she screamed out loud as she turned over so her face was smothered into her pillow. I can't take being so close to her each and every day and never being able to touch her or more importantly even let her know how I feel. A little voice in her head was saying just tell her but she ignored it like always. The tears began rolling down her cheeks. How could she tell Lizzie, how could she tell her best friend that she was in love with her?

Gordo sat at his desk his homework sprawled out on the table in front of him. He really was trying to concentrate on his homework but the thought of her kept coming back into his head. Why am I so afraid to tell her, the worst that could happen is she doesn't feel the same way and things just go back to what they were before. No that's not true he told himself if I tell her things would be different, and I can't risk losing my best friend even if I have to endure this pain. He closed his books and walked to his bed. As he fell asleep he mumbled one last word, Miranda.

A/N- OK first of all I apologize for this being so short. All following chapters will be much longer. Well I think it's obvious where things are headed. I know I am a really bad writer so any help and advice is much appreciated. So leave a review and give me some advise. Rating will probably go up as story progresses