A/N Wow, I guess I'm doing okay for my first Lizzie fic with six reviews for the first chapter. high fives everyone who reviewed Anyways updates may not always be quick so if you ever want to check out some of my other fics then feel free. All of them are RFR but you never know...you just may like them. :P

Part 2

I was awoken the next morning by the distand sound of thunder and rain pounding on the window of Lizzie's room. I opened my eyes and propped myself up on my elbow, trying to check the time on her alarm clock. Eleven fifteen the clock read. I yawned and pushed a few strands of messy dark hair out of my eyes before slowly standing up and walking towards the ensuite bathroom.

I stopped for a second when I saw an envelope with the words "Class Photo" scrawled across it in black marker lying on the desk along with a few souvenirs from Rome. It had already been opened and I figured that I would get one anyways so there was no reason why I couldn't look at it now. Even so, I glanced at Lizzie who was still lying fast asleep on her bed, before opening the flap and pulling out the photo.

At first glance it was normal. So normal that I almost slid it back into the envelope right away but when I looked closer I saw it. My breath caught in my throat as my gaze narrowed in on a blonde girl standing next to a boy with curly dark hair. You could barely see the girls face because she was leaning towards the boy, too busy pressing her lips against his cheek. Lizzie's lips against Gordo's cheek.

My grip on the picture loosened and I let it flutter to the carpet where it landed face down. I didn't really bother to pick it up, something about it made me shudder to actually see cold hard evidence of my suspicions right there on the glossy surface. I stood there for a second, looking down at the picture before quickly making my way into the bathroom and shutting the door.

When I left the bathroom about ten minutes later Lizzie was sitting at the desk. The picture was propped up against the lamp in front of her and she was looking at it as if maybe she could figure out what to do next if she looked at it long enough.

"Good morning," I said. She looked up at me and smiled, rubbing her eyes sleepily and giving me a crooked smile.

"Sorry, for looking at it...it wasn't really my business," I apologized although I wasn't sure if I should have been apologizing at all.

"No, that's fine, you would've seen it anyways," she told me gesturing towards the picture. I nodded and walked over to my sleeping bag and started folding it up. It was quiet for a few minutes, just the rain splattering against the window and the distant sounds of Mrs. Mcguire making breakfast. It was familiar and somehow comforting even if my current situation was anything but.

"Are you mad...about the picture," she finally asked. I looked up from what I was doing to meet her eyes. The question had taken me by surprise and to be honest I didn't really know whether or not I was mad. The same stomach clenching feeling from the night before had returned but I didn't think it was anger.

"No, it's not that big a deal," I replied glancing at the picture again and avoiding her eyes.

"Seriously," she said raising her eyebrows and using a tone that said that she clearly didn't believe me. I met her eyes again and sighed.

"I think...I think I saw it coming so I really don't have a right to be mad. Do I?" I said after a pause, the last part sounding more like a question then I'd intended it to.

"Well I don't want you to be mad but of course you have a right to. I can't stop you if you're mad...or jealous," she said.

"I'm not jealous Liz, Gordo's liked you since forever. I'm not going to get in the way," I replied, my stomach twisting into knots as I said it. I wasn't exactly sure if the first part was true or not but even if it was it's not as if it would have mattered.

"Since when has Gordo liked me? I wasn't even sure if he-I mean after we got back he barely talked and-," Lizzie said looking worried but I could see a spark of something that hadn't been there before Gordo's name had entered the conversation.

"Gordo has liked you since, like, the third grade when he smooshed your brownie or something. I was surprised there wasn't a spot made for you and Gordo in the year book for 'Most Blissfully Clueless Couple'," I replied laughing. I saw Lizzie smile at my last sentence.

"Miranda there is no way he's liked me since then. I mean Kate did say something at the Murder Mystery party but that was Kate," Lizzie said doubtfully. My body tensed at the mention of Kate's name although Lizzie didn't seem to notice.

"Liz, I just...I'm just happy that you two are finally going to do something about it," I said almost wistfully.

"Thanks for being such a good friend Miranda. I missed you so much in Rome," Lizzie said hugging me. The tension disappeared for the moment and I hugged her back, knowing that I'd still have my best friend no matter what, even if I did end up playing match maker.

A/N Hope you liked this chapter. I know I was planning on doing it in different POV's but I had so much fun writing from Miranda's POV that I decided that at least for now it would stay that way. Reviews are always WONDERFUL to recieve so clickety click that little purple button. :D

Keeley