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Chapter 11: Boy Meets Girl

Lizzie opened her eyes and yawned. She tolled over and swung her legs off the side of the bed, bringing her self to an upright position. She stretched, then stood up and walked out her door, and smacked into her brother.

"Oh hey, Matt," she said, still half-asleep and too tired to get into a deep conversation.

"Hey, Lizzie," he replied, raising an eyebrow at her pajamas.

"Liz, it's 1:30, did you really just wake up?" he asked.

"Yeah, so what? It's not that late. Where's the partner in crime?" she asked her brother, referring to his friend Lanny.

"He's visiting relatives, I'm meeting Melena at the Digital Bean at 3, wanna come?"

"No thanks, I think I'll start with breakfast," she said, and smiled at him.

Matt smiled, somewhat amused, "Did I not just say it was 1:30?"

Lizzie just grinned at him.

Matt rolled his eyes and started down the stairs.

"Teenagers."

Lizzie laughed and went back into her room. She got dressed and looked around. There was a piece of crumpled red fabric on the floor. She picked it up, and saw that it was Miranda's shirt. She smiled; Miranda was so nice. It was definitely the beginning of a wonderful friendship between the two girls. Their mothers couldn't have been more pleased, and had talked for hours the day before when Miranda's mom had come to pick her up.

Lizzie folded the shirt and put it on her desk, then she got dressed and went downstairs.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," said Jo.

"Morning, mom," the girl said, taking out a bowl and a spoon.

"What are we doing today?" Lizzie asked her mother while she searched for some cereal.

"Shouldn't you be eating lunch now, honey?" Jo asked her daughter with a smile.

"Ugh, what is it with you people?" Lizzie said. The two looked at each other and burst out laughing. Jo gave her daughter a hug then started to make her a sandwich.

"Well," she began, Mrs. Sanchez and I are going out to a store a little ways from here, and she's dropping Miranda off on the way here. They should be here in about 45 minutes."

Lizzie put her cereal away and took the sandwich from her mom.

"Oh! That reminds me, I have to call her!" the teenager exclaimed.

"But she'll be here soon," Jo said.

"I'll tell her to bring a bathing suit. We can go down to the beach," Lizzie pointed in the direction of her backyard.

"Oh good idea, here's her number," Mrs. McGuire said, handing Lizzie a piece of paper.

"Thanks mom!"

Lizzie grabbed the phone and ran into the living room. She dialed the phone and heard Miranda's cheery voice at the other end.

"Hello?"

The two girls quickly engaged in conversation and Lizzie walked up the stairs. She took a peek into Matt's room to see if he was there.

"Hey, Lizard."

He was.

"Hey worm," she said. She told her friend to call her back and sprawled herself out on her brother's bed. He swiveled around in his chair and turned to look at her.

"What's up, sis?" he asked, placing his hands behind his heard and slouching slightly in his chair for a more comfortable chat with his sister.

"Just wanted to say hi, see what's going on with your life," she said to him. She nudged him lightly with her foot.

"Nothing really," he said, and wheeled his chair over closer to her head, which was on his pillow.

"What's really wrong, Liz?" he asked her. Although sibling rivalry did exist in the McGuire household, the pair always pulled through for each other; they were not only family, but friends as well.

"Is there something wrong with me?" she asked him, sitting up and looking in front of her, wringing her hands slightly.

"No..." Matt said, a little unsure of where this was going, "why?"

"Is there a reason guys don't like me? Am I not pretty enough, or smart enough? What is it?" she crashed back down onto the bed and looked at the ceiling.

Matt cringed. Ah yes. Here it was. The day Lizzie would turn to him for advice on guys was finally here, and it was already off to an inauspicious beginning.

"Liz, I'm not exactly sure I'm the one to give you advice about this, but I'll try, ok? Just because you're my favorite sister."

Under normal circumstances, Lizzie would have rolled her eyes and countered with the usual: 'I'm your only sister,' but now she just nodded eagerly.

"Ok," Matt exhaled, "you're really smart, Lizzie, you know that, and I just, and-" he paused, "Can't you talk to some girl about this?" he said, obviously never willingly jumping into a 'girl topic.'

The phone rang and Lizzie answered it, talking excitedly with her friend.

"Thank god," Matt whispered as she slipped out of his room with a quick hug and a wave. He raised his hand and waved back at her before rolling his chair back to his computer and talking with his friends.

Lizzie and Miranda actually talked once in a while in between giggles and laughs while Miranda told Lizzie a story about a cute boy she ran into at the mall.

Lizzie opened the door to her bedroom and looked for her cell phone on her desk. She said the occasional 'yeah' or 'uh-huh' to show that she was paying attention to her friend's story while she punched Miranda's house and cell number into her phonebook and saved it.

"So bring a bathing suit, ok?" Lizzie said when the two girls got ready to hang up.

"Ok I will, I'll see you in like, 5 minutes!" Miranda squealed.

"Ok! See ya!" Lizzie chimed in. the girls hung up and Lizzie sat down at her desk. She cleared it up a bit, then stood up and turned around to make sure the room was clean before Miranda got there.

When she turned around she saw a boy staring at her as if she was the only thing he'd ever seen. He was in the house next door; she had never seen anyone in that room before, and now all of a sudden there was this boy in there.

Lizzie wasn't quite sure of what to do. She fidgeted nervously under the boy's fixated gaze. He looked somewhat familiar, definitely cute, and those eyes... but what was he doing there? She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

"Oh... h-hi," she finally stammered, clasping her hand to her opposite elbow and breaking down into the official nervous mode.

"H-Hey," he said back. He couldn't stop looking at her. After so many dreams where her face had been hidden from him, he actually saw her now, and wow was she gorgeous!

She wasn't just some cute blonde you see everyday, she was positively stunning. The boy tore his eyes away from her and managed to squeak a few words out of his mouth.

"I'm David Gordon, but everybody calls me Gordo," he said as suavely as he could.

Lizzie's jaw dropped and her mind was spinning.

First Miranda, now him too?

So many things rushed through her. She put her hand on her forehead to try to stop her brain from the point of explosion. She felt like jumping for joy and screaming at the top of her lungs. This was easily the only moment of her life that was full on, Janice-worthy 'Oh... my...god..." over the top insane. She looked back at him. What had he said again? Did she hear him correctly?

"I'm David Gordon, but everyone calls me Gordo."

"L-Lizzie McGuire," she said, "This can't be happening," she whispered to herself, looking through the 12 inch space between the two bedrooms.

Gordo looked at her, about to say something when several screams were heard from downstairs.

The two teens broke their stunned gazes from each other and turned to Lizzie's bedroom door, which was emitting the sounds of two old best friends reuniting from downstairs.

Gordo had heard women completely freak out about something before, like a cute baby, or a special gift relating to some inside joke with a dear friend; but the squeals and cries he heard now from the McGuire's downstairs, however muffled, were in a class of their own.

Lizzie and Gordo turned back to each other.

"Well w-we should probably go down there..." Lizzie said, incredibly overwhelmed by the current situation.

"Yeah," Gordo agreed, running his hands through his hair out of nervous habit. "Should I-" he signaled going through Lizzie's house to get down to the reunion.

"No, no go back that way, I'll meet you down there," Lizzie replied.

"Y-Yeah, ok," Gordo reluctantly tore his eyes away from hers and turned towards his bedroom door. She's beautiful, he though.

Lizzie watched him go, and thought about everything that was happening to her lately. She felt different talking to him; almost unsure of herself. She almost never stuttered, and if she did, it was because she was cold or scared watching a movie.

The girl sighed and turned to go downstairs. So that's why he looked familiar. Gordo turned around to see if she was still there. He saw her walking away and out her door. He took a deep breath and made his way downstairs.

She seemed nice. He understood why she wanted him to go back through 'his' house instead of through hers. Their parents would probably be confused as to how he got there; although it certainly would have been easier to just climb through her window.

Gordo crossed the front lawn and saw his mother in a tight embrace with a blonde woman, and Lizzie standing next to them, smiling gently at him.

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