A/N – "Thoughts"

Chapter 5 – Valentine's Day Sucks

It was early morning and while they usually slept in on Sundays, this morning Miranda was laying on her side watching Gordo sleep. Gently stroking his hair, she smiled as she looked down at him.

Gordo's eyes slowly opened and he grinned as he found himself looking back into her dark brown eyes. Reaching up, he gently trailed his fingertips across her cheek. "Sammy up yet?" he asked softly.

Miranda shook her head no. "It's about seven thirty, on a normal morning she'd be up around eight but I tired her out yesterday helping me clean the attic, so she'll prolly be out for awhile." Sliding over him and laying on top of him, she folded her arms across his chest and rested her chin on them as she looked up at him.

Pulling the blankets up, so they were right below her shoulders, Gordo looked back at her and smiled as she had this glazed look over her eyes as she was daydreaming. "What are you thinking about?"

Miranda blinked and then grinned at him, "I was just thinking about eighth grade. Well, actually something that happened in eighth grade."

"What? Being Matt's rebound girl?" he teased. Even thought it happened a long time ago, Gordo still got a lot of mileage out of it and he loved teasing her about it.

"Will you let that go?" she told him as she slapped him in the ribs.

Gordo laughed, "I can't help it, it's funny. I especially loved the balloons."

Miranda looked at him and let an evil smile spread across her face. "Well then, how about you Romeo. I believe you spent most of eighth grade drooling over Lizzie."

"I did not spend the entire year drooling over her," he shot back as he rolled his eyes.

"True," she said, "Just after Valentine's Day."

Gordo slipped his arms around Miranda and picking his head up a little, "If I remember correctly, you were my Valentine," he reminded her with a grin and laughed a little as her cheeks took on a light reddish tint.

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It was a few days before Valentine's Day and Gordo was walking down the street. His mind was spinning over Lizzie and her new boyfriend, seeing them kiss, and the fact that he felt jealous about it. He had been bouncing off the walls in his room and decided to go get some air, which was why he was walking.

As he walked, he happened to look up at the right time to see Miranda storming down the street in the opposite direction on the other side of the street.

"Miranda!" he called out but either she didn't hear him or was ignoring him. Looking both ways, he quickly jogged across the street.

"Miranda," he called again but she continued walking. Speeding up, Gordo reached out and grabbing Miranda's arm, he stopped her and spun her around. "Miranda, I've been," he stopped mid-sentence as he noticed her expression and that her eyes were a little red. "Rand?"

Roughly jerking her arm out of his grasp, she quickly spun back around and started to walk away. Gordo quickly blocked her path, "Miranda."

Taking a shuttering breath, "I don't wanna talk about it," she said through clenched teeth as she glared at him.

"Too bad," Gordo said as he glared back.

Gordo watched as a few tears started to slip from Miranda's eyes. Angrily, she brushed them away as she tried very hard to keep herself together. The last thing she wanted to do was fall apart in front of him. Trying to walk around him, Miranda was stopped again by Gordo as he wrapped an arm around her waist. Then it was like a switch was flipped and Miranda couldn't hold it back anymore. As the tears started flowing, Miranda tried her best to quickly wipe them away but was failing miserably.

Watching her, Gordo started to get nervous and a little scared. Even being around two girls most of the time, emotions still made him nervous. On top of that, he had never seen Miranda like this and not knowing what caused it, scared him. He did the only thing he could think of, he pulled her to him and hugged her. Feeling her practical shaking against him, Gordo just held her tighter. Miranda, beyond really caring at the moment, buried her face into the crook of Gordo's neck and shoulder.

A few minutes later, they had walked to the Sanchez's and Miranda was sitting on the edge of her bed with Gordo sitting on her desk chair in front of her. "Rand, what happened?"

Sighing, Miranda used the back of her hand to wipe her eyes. "I got into a fight with Liz." Gordo arched an eyebrow and a confused expression appeared on his face.

As if reading his mind, Miranda explained, "I got tired of the Ronnie crap. We were supposed to go to the mall but she had to call him before we left. They talked for like two hours and then when they were done, they wouldn't hang up. They kept saying, no, you hang up. I got annoyed and I hung up for her. She started bitching and then told me I was only jealous 'cause I didn't have anyone like her."

Gordo closed his eyes and silently cursed out his other friend. "Miranda," he said softly, "What Lizzie said was stupid and she has been getting beyond annoying with this Ronnie crap. But you also know, she didn't mean it and prolly feels horrible right now for hurting you."

When Miranda glared at him, Gordo reached out and grabbed her hand. "Tell me that it's just Lizzie that has you this upset and its not also this Valentine's crap and everyone seeming like there in some sort of couple."

Looking down, "I hate Valentine's Day."

Gordo smirked and getting up from the chair, sat down next to her on the bed. After he wrapped an arm around her, Miranda rested her head on his shoulder and Gordo gently leaned his head against her's. "Me too."

A few days later, it was the night of the school's Valentine's Day dance. Lizzie had been apologizing for the past few days, even before Ronnie broke up with her. Gordo was right; she did feel horrible about hurting her best friend.

Miranda was finishing getting ready, putting on a few jelly bracelets, someone knocked on her bedroom door. Without looking up, "Come in."

"Hey," Gordo said as he walked in, holding something behind his back.

Miranda turned around and grinned at him, "Hey. What's behind your back?"

"A gift."

"For your future girlfriend Lizzie?" Miranda teased. At first, when she realized Gordo was jealous, it kinda made her uneasy. She wasn't sure why, she just figured it was cause they were her best friends. Now, she was slowly getting use to it and thought it was kinda of cute and funny that Gordo was drooling over Lizzie. Though there was a small jealous feeling buried deep down, wondering why he couldn't be interested in her.

"No," he said quickly. "Actually it's for you." Gordo told her with a smirk.

Miranda looked at him with an arched eyebrow, "Oh?" Gordo pulled his hand out from behind him and in his hand was a single yellow rose. Miranda's eyes went wide in surprise and her mouth slowly drew into a smile.

"Happy Valentine's Day," he said softly as he gave her the flower.

"Thanks Gordo," Miranda said, not really sure what else to say.

Gordo looked down at his shoes embarrassed, "I thought after everything that's happened, you deserved something nice. Yellow means friendship," he mumbled as he wringed his hands together.

Looking at him, Miranda slowly walked over to him. "Thanks," she said softly and then did something she thought she'd never do. She leaned in and kissed Gordo's cheek.

Miranda snickered at the surprised and embarrassed looks that crossed across Gordo's face. Looking at each other for a second, both were unsure what to say or do next. Miranda broke the silence, "Come on," she said, "We gotta go get Lizzie." The two left her bedroom and headed downstairs.

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Miranda smiled at him, "Who knew you could be so sweet," she said sarcastically before sliding up and kissing him. "I was a little jealous when I saw you do all those romantic gestures for Lizzie."

"Well you don't have to be jealous anymore," he said softly. Gordo slowly ran a hand down her back, "How much time do you think we have?" he asked suggestively. Then almost as if on cue, a knock on their bedroom door interrupted them. Looking at each other, they laughed softly.

"Mommy, I'm hungry," Samantha's voice said through the door.

"Ok honey. I'll meet you downstairs in two minutes," Miranda called back.

"Ok." They then heard Samantha's footsteps walking away.

Slowly getting off her husband and reluctantly out of the bed. As she was putting her pajamas back on, "You looked so cute, all flustered and embarrassed." she said with a grin.

"Well your face was priceless when you saw the flower," he shot back.

Finishing, Miranda put on her slippers and unlocked their bedroom door, "You coming downstairs?"

"In a minute," Gordo said as he stretched out on the bed.

Miranda smirked at him, "You just want the bed all to yourself."

"Not necessarily," he said back to her with lopsided grin.

Rolling her eyes, "I'll see you downstairs. One of us as to take care of our daughter," Miranda said with a grin before opening the door and heading down to the kitchen.

Gordo lay on his back and folding his arms behind his head, a large smile spread across his face as he relaxed in the large, empty bed.