Title: Untold
Rating: G
Summary: Some stories need a little telling.
Type of fic: Series of vignettes
Disclaimer: Miranda, Gordo, and all Lizzie McGuire related stuff belongs to Disney and…whoever else has rights to them.

Rumours

When she had told him of her plan, he had agreed almost immediately. Kate getting what she deserved was not an opportunity to pass up. Call it a guilty pleasure.

Making sure that the hallway was empty, he dashed out of the boys' toilet and towards where his bestfriend waited for him. She seemed to be tackling the task at hand with great enthusiasm. She looked at him, and grinned. 'This is gonna be great!'

He grinned back, dumping his armload of rolls on the floor beside her. 'Kate is going to freak.' However, he couldn't help feeling a little worried. 'You do know that she's not going to let you get away with this, don't you?'

She waved a tissue-wrapped hand around. 'Nothing I can't handle.' She picked up another roll and started unravelling it, pushing the loose tissue into the open locker as she did so. 'By the way, did you see Lizzie? I thought she said she was going to be here.'

'I have a feeling she's avoiding the future confrontation with Kate by avoiding helping us with said future confrontation,' he answered. As he imitated her actions, he found that he was quite enjoying himself.

She paused momentarily to look at him. 'What?'

'I don't know where Lizzie is.'

'Ah, Gordo. Who would totally confuse the heck out of me if you weren't around?'

He looked at her, and smirked. 'Ethan?'

'A very hot Ethan,' she said, as if correcting him. 'And anyway, he does have his uses, other than being the hottest guy in school.'

He was amused. 'Such as?'

'Giving me Kate's locker combination.'

He finished the roll in his hand, and bent to pick up another one. 'How'd you manage that?'

'I just asked if he knew, and he said yes. Apparently, Kate told him at the beginning of the year for some reason or other.'

Just at that moment the very guy they were talking about turned the corner and headed towards them. His arms were full of tissue paper rolls. Ethan had a big grin on his face. 'Hey, Gor-don! Miranda's got you on the Roll Patrol, too, huh?'

He looked at his bestfriend, who just lifted her shoulders with a careless shrug. 'The more tissues the better.'

All he could do was laugh.