"I'm not crazy, I swear."

The psychiatrist, Dr. Roberts, looked over his notes again.

"No, don't even look at those. Will you just let me explain myself?" Gordo pleaded.

"David, it says here that you saw a vision of Elizabeth Mcguire in your car."

"I did see her."

Dr. Roberts frowned.

"She died in a car accident."

"I know that. She was my best friend."

"I know...were you trying to kill yourself?"

Gordo let out an exasperated sigh.

"I...Lizzie...I don't know."

"Have you ever wanted to inflict harm on yourself?"

"I just wanted everything to go away. All the pain."

"Pain?"

"I loved Lizzie Mcguire. I have loved her for...forever."

"She was your girlfriend?"

"I never told her how I felt. I was going to that day, and she..."

Gordo started to cry.

"I'm sorry."

Dr. Roberts looked at him with conserned eyes.

"Were you going to kill yourself David?"

"Yes."

"And, you saw Lizzie?"

"Yes."

"Did she talk to you?"

"No. She just pushed out of the car."

"And that is where you were found?"

"Yes."

"Was there a ray of light around her head?"

"Yeah."

Gordo smiled at the memory of seeing Lizzie.

"She looked like an angel. How would you know though?"

Dr. Roberts sighed.

"It's a long story."

"We've got time. My parents are paying for it."

"I was head over heels in love with a very special girl. We loved each other so much. Our love could last a nuclear war."

"What happened?"

"On the night of our wedding, we were mugged. I still can't remember quite what happened, except for the sight of her taking the bullet for me. It's my fault that she died."

"I know how you feel."

"I could not live with the thought of her suffering for me. So, I locked myself in my apartment bathroom, you know, the apartment that we would going to share, with my gun. Right when I was going to pull the trigger, I saw her."

"An angel from heaven."

"Right...and she pulled the gun from my hand, and threw it out the window, and I knew that she wanted me to live."

"So, did Lizzie want me to live?"

"That's what I like to think of it as. Because of this, I decided to devote my life to helping other headcases like me."

Gordo noticed the band on his left ring finger.

"But...you moved on."

"No..I didn't. This is our wedding ring. I still wear it to this day. The truth is that I have not been able to move on."

"So, it's okay if I will not love another girl again."

"Perfectly alright. But, you know, it is okay if you do. Just think of it as Lizzie coming down from heaven to be with you."

"I don't know if I can love again."

"You're a good kid, David. I think you will make it. Especially since you have someone up there that loves you very much."

"How do you know?"

"I have Lauren in heaven."

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Lizzie sat on her floor, captivated by the TV.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure," Lizzie answered.

Lauren sat down on Lizzie's bed.

"Thank you. For everything."

Lauren smiled.

"You know I hated you at first. But it was not personal. I just hated being dead."

Lauren laughed.

"Yeah. me too."

"You purposely sent Gordo to your fiancee to help him, didn't you?"

Lauren smiled.

"You caught me."

"Thanks for being such a great friend through all of this. Now I just have a couple of more people to straighten out."

"You know, you don't have to play God."

"I know. But I want to at least help my friends."

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Gordo slowly put the contents of his locker back away. As her was doing this, Miranda walked up to him.

Gordo slowly backed away from his once friend who had tried to beat him up.

"It's okay, Gordo, I come in peace."

Gordo slowly edged towards her, and smiled.

"How can I be sure?"

She pulled the thing she holding behind her back out.

"I brought curly fries. Can we talk?"

"Okay."

The two walked towards the benches.

"I heard...about what happened with you and Brady. Are you okay?"

"How did you know?" Miranda asked, very perplexed.

"Brady told everyone his first day back when you were still in the hospital, that he got Miranda pregnant."

Miranda sighed.

"So you know."

"The whole school knows by now."

The one time best friends sat in silence. Suddenly Miranda spoke up again.

"I'm keeping the baby. I decided."

Gordo looked up, shocked by Mirand's sudden statement.

"What I did was stupid, and I have to take responsibility."

Gordo smiled for the first time since Lizzie had died, or so it seemed.

"You're a good kid, Sanchez. I got your back," he said, as he wrapped her into a hug.

"I'm going to name her Lizzie if it's a girl, and....well, I don't have any boy names yet."

The two sat in silence again.

"I miss Lizzie so much," Gordo said, sadly.

"So do I."

"I loved her for...forever," he admitted.

"Gordo....the whole school knew that, I'm sorry to say," Miranda said, laughing a little.

"I didn't know how much I loved her until the day she died. I was going to tell her on that day, too."

"Awww, Gordo," Miranda said, as tears rolled down her cheek. "Don't make me cry."