Dis: I own nothing!
AN: Thanks to Christy for the betaing!
"Akh!"
"EEEK!"
Lizzie and Miranda simultaneously squealed.
After five minutes of shrieking, jumping and hugging, Miranda finally got around to greeting the other McGuires.
So after some 'hello's and an extremely disturbing hug from Matt, they left the airport to go to the McGuire's (aka: Movie Night Hot Spot!).
"Aww, I can't believe you're here!" Lizzie squealed, helping Miranda unpack. "So much has happened this year, I finished my album and I get to shoot my first-ever-music-video this summer!"
"Wow, that's great!" Miranda exclaimed, trying not to sound jealous. After all, Lizzie was her best friend and it's not like she had a monopoly on liking music right?
"I know! I'm so excited! This summer's gonna be great, I have a boyfriend, I get to make a music video, and we can be like sisters all summer!" Lizzie gushed.
"Yeah, it will rock, huh?" Miranda agreed. There was no way she could be upset with Lizzie.
"Hey! Maybe you'll even be my backup singer!" Lizzie said as if she'd just decided to go to the mall.
"Yeah...maybe." Miranda gave her a weak smile.
"Ahhh!" Lizzie shrieked, snuggling up to Gordo, much to Miranda's annoyance.
They were watching The Village for crying out loud! The least scary, scary movie out there! It wasn't so much the snuggling that got her; sure it was sickening, but they were dating so no way around the sickeningly cute junk. The real problem was that after four movies, she wasn't only bored, and mildly disgusted, but hurt.
All Gordo had said to her was a simple 'Hey' before Lizzie shang hi-ed him to the love seat. Leaving Miranda no choice but to socialize with Matt.
So now while the happy couple was kissing and giggling, Miranda was hanging out with Lizzie's kid brother discussing the best dip to chip ratio…classic.
When Miranda awoke the next morning she felt something strange under her pillow on the living room floor.
She pulled out the folded peace of paper with her name sprawled on the front. Seeing as Lizzie was still asleep and both guys were gone she figured it would be safe to open it.
Randy,
Hey sorry we didn't get much of a chance to talk last night, but you know how Lizzie is. She practically ripped my arm off steering me to the couch. But don't worry we'll hang out before the week's over. Just wanted to say it's good to have you back.
G
"So um, Gordo and I were talking yesterday," Lizzie started, "and we thought maybe we could all go grab a bite today at the new pizza place" she finished, looking a bit nervous.
"Sure, I'm game." why is she nervous?' Miranda thought before brushing the thought aside in favor of pizza thoughts.
"Cool, we can leave as soon as you're ready," Lizzie said, eyeing the ripped jeans and old Nsync shirt Miranda was wearing.
"Um, I am…"
"Right… let's go." Lizzie said uncertainly.
'That's right, folks. Lizzie McGuire has officially cracked…I mean come on! It's just pizza.'
"Hey guys," Miranda smiled, trying not to think murderous thoughts about Lizzie.
"Hey, Mir-an-da!" Ethan exclaimed, enveloping her in a hug.
'Did everybody get taller?' Miranda thought, exasperated. "Hey big guy, long time no see."
"That's because you were in Mexico…and I was not in Mexico," he brilliantly stated while everyone resisted the urge to do the 'stupid'-forehead-smack.
"That's right hun, I shoulda thought of that." Miranda stated trying to suppress a laugh.
The quartet tried to catch up while waiting for the pizza to arrive, but seeing as Lizzie kept pouting when Gordo spoke to anyone else for too long, they ended up with everyone listening to Lizzie re-cap her entire summer.
After a while though, even Ethan began to catch on, and realize this was a set up.
"Hey come on, lets go get some sodas."
Miranda was only too happy to comply, "Thanks, I needed to get away."
"Yeah, they have that affect on people, I guess that's why they tried to get us on a date," Ethan concluded.
"Wait, they told you about the date?"
"What? Nah, some times I just know these things." He smiled.
"Right, well you wanna go back?"
"We could like go to the arcade," he suggested.
"But they have the pizza," Miranda pouted.
"But we could take the pizza, they wouldn't notice."
"Sneaky! I like you!"
"Oh, hey I meant it as a just friends thing."
"Duh! Boy, please, you're not my type." She chuckled.
"So I noticed you and Ethan hit it off" Lizzie commented that night.
"He's funny."
"So, you like him?" she grinned.
"Like a black crayon," Miranda stated, climbing into bed.
"Huh?" Lizzie asked thoroughly perplexed.
"Great, useful, nowhere near bright...friend material definitely," she clarified.
"Oh…well you know…"
"Don't say it, I'm not gonna spend all summer being hooked up with your friends. It's sweet of you, and we can still hang out but no dates."
"Fine, but some of them are cute."
"I'll live."
"Thanks for breakfast, I'm out!" Miranda said grabbing some toast and running out of the house, still in her pj's, with her purse slung over her shoulder. 'That was almost too close; this avoiding Matt thing isn't all it's cracked up to be, she thought as she ran to Gordo's house.
Lizzie was out again for a few weeks and Matt's crush was getting creepy again. She'd actually woken up to him sitting on her bed staring at her…EWW!
Before Miranda could knock, the door flew open revealing Mrs. Gordon.
"He's upstairs," she smiled, "go on up."
Miranda thanked her and stepped inside.
"Oh, Miranda?" Mrs. Gordon said.
"Yeah?"
"It's good to have you back," Mrs. Gordon chuckled.
"It's good to be back."
Miranda strolled into Gordo's room to find him asleep, clutching a very familiar superman teddy bear.
Stifling a giggle she did what any self-respecting best friend would do…
"Ah! What the…Miranda?" Gordo asked awoken by the sudden flash.
"You're up!" she squealed.
"Yeah, yeah what time is it?" he asked groggily 'why do people let Miranda have a camera?' he wondered rubbing his face.
"7:45" she chirped.
"The light one?"
"Yup"
"Why?"
"Huh?"
"It's too early to be bored…even for you," he clarified.
"Matt."
"Huh?" Then a look of realization crossed his face, "Oh!" He couldn't keep from laughing.
"Shut up! He's getting freaky!" she whined.
"What'd he do now?"
"He was watching me sleep!" All her outburst got her though was a patented Gordo-eyebrow-raise-I'm-smarter-than-you-look combo.
"What? Oh! That's different, your mom sent me up. It's not my fault you're lazy," she defended.
"Fine, I'm tired…night." He said snuggling back into his pillow.
"Gordo…"
"Come on," he said moving over in his double bed, clearing up a pillow.
"Thanks." She said hopping in "Gordo…"
"What now?" he asked annoyed.
"Night."
"Don't let the bed bugs bite," he finished before nodding off.