The next morning Gordo rang the McGuire's doorbell.
A tired but happy Matt answered the door.
"Oh hi Gordo, sorry, but Lizzie isn't going to be allowed to have company for a LONG time." Matt said smilling widely.
"That's okay. I don't really want to see her anyway. Can you give her this for me?" Gordo asked, holding out a letter to Matt.
"Sure...but for a minimal fee of five dollars." Matt grinned.
"Maaaaaaatt just give the letter to your sister." Mrs.McGuire called from the other room.
"Fine." Matt said frowing. "See ya later Gordo. Probably in about five years! Hahaha" Matt laughed as he closed the door.
Gordo walked away as he thought about what happend the night before. As soon as Lizzie's parents had arrived home he and Miranda fled out the back door, leaving the extremely drunk Lizzie lying on her living room floor. He felt kind of bad about that. In earlier times, they would have never left Lizzie like that. They would have at least stayed around to try to make up some kind of lie to make it seem better to her parents...but that was in the past. Miranda and Gordo ran all the way to his house and didn't stop until they were in his room. They giggled and fell on the bed, exhausted.
"Oh...umm..you take the bed Miranda." Gordo offered.
"No, I couldn't. This is your house." Miranda argued.
"Hey, this is me, Gordo the nice guy. Now take the bed and shut up!" Gordo joked.
Miranda giggled and closed her eyes. Gordo sighed and sat down in front of his computer. He looked back at Miranda who had already fallen asleep. Her dark hair had fallen across her face. For the first time he really looked at her and realized how beautiful she was. She wasn't nessesarilly cute like Lizzie but she had this dark beauty that Lizzie lacked. Lizzie...what was he going to do about her...He opened up wordpad and started to write.
Dear Lizzie,
I really don't even know how to start this letter. Everything that happend tonight was just weird. Watching you and Kate's group...I just lost all respect for you. You're not the kind, sweet, funny girl that I used to know. Somewhere in Rome you lost all of that. I realize that you were under the influence tonight and you probably didn't mean the things you said...but I just can't sit back and pretend like everything is the same as it used to be. You weren't the only one that changed this summer. I did too. So did Miranda. I think Rome was the first time that the three of us had ever been apart. Suddenly Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo just became Lizzie and Gordo. Then somewhere along the way...you lost me too. I'm probably not making much sense right now...but what I'm trying to say is...it's over Lizzie. I just can't be your sidekick anymore. I've realized this summer that I'm my own person. I just really need to find out who I am and what I want right now. In the meantime, go ahead and go for Jake Manning. I'm sure he's more your type anyway. Remember, I love you and I always will.
Sincerely,
David