A/N - "Thoughts"

Chapter 10 - Time To Get What You Want

Amanda and Rebecca were in Amanda's room as they were supposed to be studying for their science test that they had tomorrow but their books were lying on the floor, ignored. Instead, they were lying on the bed, flipping through a fashion magazine and looking at prom dresses.

"What do you think of the sky blue dress?" Rebecca asked as she pointed to one of the dresses on the page.

Amanda scrunched her face up, "The color's too light. You need a darker color."

As she flipped the page, Rebecca glanced at her and smirked, "So lover boy ask you yet?" she teased.

"Shut up," she said as she playfully pushed her. "What makes you think he'll ask me?"

Snickering, "Besides the fact he follows you around like a lost puppy?" she said sarcastically.

Trying to hide the smile creeping onto her lips, "He does not."

"Oh come on. Its so obvious and you're not much better," Rebecca told her with a playful grin.

Amanda rolled her eyes, "Shut up."

"She's right you know," a third voice said from the doorway. Both girls looked over at the doorway and watched Caitlyn and Sasha walk into the room; they had been visiting their respective homes for that weekend. While Caitlyn was in Los Angeles, Sasha was breezing through Stanford en route to her master's degree in biology.

"Oh, I have to deal with you too," Amanda said to her stepsister. "Come on, me and Jason are just friends, best friends."

As Sasha sat down at Amanda's desk, "Famous last words."

"This coming from someone who's in love with not just an older man but a married one," Amanda shot back.

As the other girls giggled, Sasha glared at Amanda. "I am not in love with Gordo."

"Oh please don't start this again," came another voice from the doorway. "I just ate." The four girls turned their attention to Maria who was in the doorway now. They all started laughing.

Maria flopped onto the bed, behind Rebecca and Amanda. Sasha folded her arms across her chest. "For the last time, I am not, nor ever have been, in love with Gordo. The guy is like a second father to me," she said scrunching her face in disgust.

"Ok, ok. We believe you," Rebecca said sarcastically and ducked a pillow that Sasha threw at her. "Besides I think Aunt Miranda would kill her if she did." The room erupted in laughter again and Sasha just rolled her eyes.

Caitlyn grinned, "I got a question, which mom do you think the guys think about?"

Rebecca snickered, "Its gotta be your mom. I mean why else would all the guys spend so much time here," she said looking back at Caitlyn.

"I think its Miranda," Amanda answered suddenly.

The other girls looked at her curiously. After a moment, Maria asked her, "Why do you think it's my mom?"

"Come on, your mom has it all. She's gorgeous, smart, can cook up a storm. You are so lucky; you look so much like her. I'd love to look like her," Amanda answered and Maria smiled softly.

"Come on Manda," Caitlyn said, "You're hardly ugly."

"Yea," Rebecca added. "Your mom's gorgeous too and you're like basically her twin. You could get any guy you wanted." She then smirked, "Of course why would you need to when you've already got him."

"Hey! I told you I just ate," Maria said sarcastically and the other girls snickered. "You know as big of a pain in the ass my brother can be, its so obvious that you two have the hots for each other. Why are you waiting for him to make the first move?"

Amanda turned around and looked at her. "There's no way I could make the first move."

"Why not? Aren't you the one who just said you wished you were more like my mom," Maria stated. "My mom would never wait for something she wanted. She'd go out there and grab it. Who do you think actually runs things at my house? My dad?" she asked sarcastically.

"Ok. How?" Amanda asked.

Caitlyn grinned, "We wind him up and watch him go," she said sarcastically. "You know Maria's Quinceanera party; Maria, your mom and Lizzie are making the dresses for the girls in the party right?" she paused long enough for Maria to nod. "If we get it made just right," by now a large grin was spreading across Caitlyn's face, "we could make Amanda a knockout and have Jason drooling, eating out of her hand all day."

"And that's different from any other day?" Maria joked with a smirk and the room laughed. Sobering a little, Maria nodded, "I'll ask my mom tonight, I'm sure she'll say yes."

Amanda looked nervous but the other girls thought it was a great idea. "What the hell am I getting myself into," Amanda thought to herself. As the other girls were talking about their plan, Amanda tried hard to squash the nervous butterflies in her stomach. Yea she liked Jason as more than a best friend but actually taking the step was a whole other story.

A few days later, Rebecca, Maria, and Amanda were in the backroom of Miranda and Lizzie's shop. The shop, while remaining small, had become successful. As Amanda stood on a little footstool, Lizzie slowly walked around her, making small adjustments to her dress.

"Are you sure about this?" Amanda asked nervously as she watched Lizzie circle her again.

"Of course," Rebecca said. "Trust me."

"Last time you said that, I was grounded for a week," Amanda shot back.

Lizzie snickered as she made some notes in a notepad and Rebecca glared at her mother for a moment before turning her attention back to her best friend. "After we're done with you, he won't be able to keep his hands off you."

"Ya mind?" Maria said sarcastically. "I really don't need the mental image."

"He better keep his hands to himself," Miranda said as she walked into the back room offices.

Lizzie glanced up from her pad at Miranda. "If the son is anything like the father, you're gonna have to hose him down," Lizzie teased with a grin and Miranda glared back at her but couldn't hide the small grin.

"Its bad enough we're talking about my brother, do we really need to bring my dad into this too," Maria whined.

Rebecca grinned, "I think it's cute."

"I think its nauseating."

Miranda looked over at her daughter, "Sorta like finding your daughter making out with her boyfriend in the living room?" Miranda asked sarcastically. Maria quickly looked down, trying to hide her embarrassment. Rebecca and Amanda looked at her and snickered.

"So how is Little Tudge?" Rebecca teased.

Luckily for Maria, Caitlyn walked in, providing a distraction from her. "I got the shoes," Caitlyn said with a grin.

"What shoes?" Amanda asked cautiously.

Caitlyn's grin widened as she looked at her younger sister. "You look great."

Amanda's eyes narrowed at her, "What shoes?" she asked again.

"A pair of Mom's backless heels," she said with a grin as pulled the shoes out of the box.

"Oh hell no," Amanda snapped. "There is no way I'm wearing those damn things."

"Come on Mand. I know they're a bitch to wear but do you want to just look good or have Jason drooling like an idiot," Caitlyn told her.

"I hate you."

Caitlyn grinned, "I know but you'll thank me later."

"Someone explain to me why I'm doing this again?" Amanda asked.

"Cause if you didn't, you'd be spending the next five years drooling over each other, denying it, and basically annoying the hell out of everyone else," Rebecca answered sarcastically. "This little clueless crush was amusing for the first five minutes but now its just boring."

Amanda glared at her best friend and rolled her eyes. "Thanks," she shot back equally sarcastically. "Bec, how come you never had a crush on Jason?"

Rebecca snickered, "Cause he's like my dorky younger brother. Besides, last time I just kissed him on the cheek," she said and pointed to her chin and a very faint and small scar that was barely visible, "you gave me this."

Amanda grinned sheepishly as she remembered. When they were about six years old, Rebecca had just kissed Jason on the cheek, curious as to what it was like to kiss a boy, when Amanda had come out of nowhere and shoved Rebecca hard into the Gordon's kitchen table.

Sighing, she took a deep breath and tried to relax. Even though everyone else seemed confident about this, and she was more than positive that Jason liked her as much as she did him, she was still having her doubts about this so called plan.