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The doorbell rang a few minutes before the McGuire's were going to sit down to dinner.
"Lizzie, you get it. It's probably Miranda." Mrs. McGuire said as she set some the salad's down on the table.
Lizzie gulped and got up. Striding to the door, she looked out the peephole and saw Miranda standing there.
Dingdong! Miranda impatiently rang the doorbell again.
"Lizzie!" Mrs. McGuire hollered from the kitchen.
Lizzie took a deep breath and opened the door. "Hey. Come on in. We're just about to eat dinner."
"Sorry I'm late." Miranda said with a smile at Lizzie as she set her overnight bag down beside the door.
"It's fine." Lizzie answered distractedly as she bit her lip.
Miranda noticed how nervous she was. "Would you relax? I'm not going to pump you right now."
Lizzie stopped abruptly. "Why would you pump me at all?"
"Because I know that you like Gordo." Miranda answered.
Lizzie blushed a deep red and was just about to reply to that when Mrs. McGuire called from the kitchen. "We're ready to eat, are you two coming?"
"Yes, ma'am." Lizzie hollered back and taking another deep breath, tried to calm herself down. "Come on, Miranda.
"Sorry I'm late, Mrs. McGuire." Miranda said after they had sat down to dinner.
"It's all right, Miranda." Mrs. McGuire answered.
After dinner, the girls helped Mrs. McGuire put the food away. "Do you need help with the dishes?" Miranda asked.
"No thank you. I excused Lizzie from them tonight. You girls can go ahead upstairs and talk." Mrs. McGuire answered.
"Thank you." Miranda said with a smile as she grabbed Lizzie's arm.
"No! Let us help you, mom." Lizzie insisted.
"No. You go ahead upstairs with Miranda."
"Yeah, Lizzie, come on!" Miranda said with a gently tug on her arm.
Lizzie sighed and gave in. "Fine. I'm coming."
"Good." Miranda answered.
"I'm going to eat your dessert." Matt yelled at them.
Lizzie started to turn around and head back to the kitchen. "Oh no you don't. Your mom won't let him eat it. Come on." Miranda insisted.
Sure enough, as they were heading up the stairs, they heard Mrs. McGuire say, "No you won't, young man. You leave it alone."
"Here we are." Miranda said as she pushed Lizzie's door open.
"Yay." Lizzie muttered sarcastically.
"So, let's talk." Miranda said as she plopped down.
"Okay. Fine." Lizzie said as she took a deep breath.
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