A/N Well, the crowd has spoken. You asked for more Miranda so that's what you get. This chapter is purely Miranda and it may answer a few questions. Who knows...I guess you'll have to read to find out if this works for you.

I had only endured less then half a day of High School and I already hated it. I had a headache from the strained smile that I had been forced to adopt whenever I saw Lizzie or Gordo, or worse Lizzie with Gordo. And now as I sat at a table only half listening to what Brooke and Claire were gossiping about beside me, I saw the cafeteria doors open and in walked none other then Lizzie. Gordo was of course by her side as were, in a surprising twist, Kate and a few other members of her posse.

"Looks like they finally decided to show up then," I muttered under my breath as I half heartedly picked at the now very unapettizing salad in front of me. Brooke looked up and glanced at me shrugging as if to say "that's life". Claire didn't even bother to acknowledge me but just kept her eyes on her food, throwing worried looks over at Lizzie, Kate, and the other girls who were now in line for food.

"Thanks so much for saving us a table," Lizzie chirped as she sat down across from me. I could only muster up a half smile, which quickly turned into a grimace as I saw Gordo sit down next to her. I almost gagged on the wilted piece of lettuce when I saw the way they were acting as they started to eat. They were flirting and at some point Gordo even put his arm around her. It made me nauseous. Maybe it was a combination of jealousy, but I had never reacted this way when Gordo had dated Brooke. Why was it so different now that he was flirting with Lizzie? You knew it wasn't going to last when he dated Brooke. A small voice in the back of my head told me. I don't like Gordo, I told myself, a battle with my concious taking place inside my head as the rest of the usual confusion carried on around me.

"Whatsup with you," Brooke asked me, looking first at me and then at Lizzie and Gordo, who were now feeding each other french fries and laughing.

"Uum, I think I-I should be going. I have to be...somewhere," I replied, pushing away my half full tray of food and leaving.

As soon as I got out into the hallway I ran to the nearest bathroom, my stomach churning with the disgusting cafeteria food and the swirling emotions. The bathroom was empty so I entered the nearest stall and kneeled down in front of the toilet. I no longer really cared that the new jeans I'd bought in Mexico might get dirty, I only knew that it was all too much to handle. I stuck my middle finger down my throat and emptied my stomach of all the food that I'd put in it since breakfast. As I did, all the old insecurities that had been pushed to the back of my mind came flooding back in full force. I stood up shakily, leaning against the side of the stall and breathing heavily. When I had caught my breath I flushed the toilet and unlocked the stall door. The door banged open and Lizzie, Brooke, and Claire walked in.

"Miranda?"

The look on Lizzie's face almost made me regret what I had done. I searched their faces, wondering if they had figured out what had happened. They all looked confused and slightly worried and I knew they didn't know, and I planned to keep it that way.

"I'm fine guys," I lied, trying to smile even though the tears I had been holding back were threatening to spill over. Brooke and Claire looked convinced but I caught a flash of suspicion on Lizzie's face. She opened her mouth as if to say something but closed it again with a sigh. I didn't care if she was worried, I wasn't going to tell her. I couldn't tell her that maybe I was jealous, I couldn't tell her everything like I used to. Suddenly the door opened again and Kate stuck her head in.

"Liz, Gordo wanted me to check to see if you were okay," she said, ignoring me and barely looking at Claire or Brooke.

"Okay then, I better go," Lizzie said hesitantly before following Kate out the door and into the hallway where I could glimpse Gordo standing there waiting for his beloved Lizzie. It made me sick all over again but I looked away before the thought could take hold for the second time that day. There was an awkward silence as I stood there with Claire and Brooke, nobody saying a word.

"Do you guys want to go back then," Claire asked, sounding alot more human then she'd sounded in years.

"Not overly," I replied.

"They're getting on my nerves too," Brooke said almost reading our minds. We all nodded and as if by silent agreement, grabbed our stuff and headed outside. Maybe the sunshine would help my mood, although I highly doubted it.

A/N Well it's getting pretty intense and even I am not sure exactly what will happen next. Hang on for the ride and keep up the great reviews!