Hi everyone.

Things have been a little dead here, right? I've got a lot of work from college, but it won't be something that keeps me from writing, because I just love it.

Some weeks ago, I found an interesting document on the Internet: The Lizzie McGuire Timeline. That's very interesting, and I think it's fantastic, it has (I could say) EVERYTHING about the events of the series, and the author has figured out more events from things that happened in the series. You can find it at

http/lizzie.dan.info

It can be a useful tool for Lizzie McGuire Fanfic writers. According with that timeline, the events described in this fanfic are happening on 2003. Funny, isn't it?

I've found this chapter very hard to write, and by the way, is the most extensive of the story.

Now I have a homepage, so you can visit me now there, just go to my profile page and you will find the link.

Well, less words and more action. Here is Chapter VI. Enjoy. Oh, almost forgot, thanks to my wonderful beta reader. Thanks, Christy.

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Chapter VI: Lost calls, unexpected meetings, an executed plan…

Lizzie and Miranda walked down the street at the end of the day. The afternoon was fantastic; a sunny and beautiful blue sky was above them. They were heading to Miranda's place. Miranda was feeling a little sick yet, after the lab's incident, but she was enjoying the ramble, in the company of her best friend. And of course, they had to talk about everything has happened that day.

"Well, Miranda." Lizzie said, with a knowing smile. She had seen the expression on Larry's face when Miranda regained consciousness at the nurse's office, and the gaze she returned to him. "What did you want to talk about?"

"About Larry. I decided that I want to go with him to Parker's party."

"It was so obvious…" Lizzie said. "These last days I've realized how much you love each other. And I'm happy to see Larry finally got the courage to do something about that. I didn't expect anything but you accepting him."

"Yes… Larry can be a little odd, but I have to admit that since we were in 8th grade, after my birthday party, I started to feel some attraction for him…"

Lizzie giggled, and exclaimed, "Oh… Miranda in love, head over heels…"

"Hey, don't mock me!" she shouted, and nudged Lizzie.

"I'm not mocking you… It's… "- Lizzie stopped, as her face faded out. "It's only I'm happy to see you've found someone…" Her voice sounded sad.

"What are you talking about? You also have someone and his name is David Zephyr Gordon!"

"That's what you say, that's what Matt says, but I'm not sure. Today I tried to talk with him about my feelings, but in that precise moment the incident at the lab started. I've tried to talk with him, but it seems I don't have the courage that it takes…"

Miranda broke the "Cone of Silence" she was keeping with Gordo.

"You know what? The same, more or less, happens with Gordo."

"What?"

"Gordo adores you, and since Sunday he's been trying to tell you how he feels, but things simply go wrong for him! Wake up, Lizzie! You know that he's loved you for a very long time… Even Kate realizes this, and she…"

Miranda stopped. She had spoken too much. But luckily she stopped before revealing Kate's feelings for Gordo. Anyway, Lizzie hadn't listened to the last words, because she started to feel her head spinning, and her heart beating so hard, that she thought it was going to come out from her chest.

"It can't be…"… Lizzie said, completely flabbergasted. She would never expect what she heard. Was it possible that Gordo felt the same way?

Miranda had spoken too much, and there wasn't a way to make the things she said return to her mouth.

"Yes, it can be…and it is! So decide once and for all to talk with him. Don't lose any more time. I've already told you!" Miranda said, feeling exasperated.

At that moment, Miranda started to feel really worried. Since Gordo told her what Kate had done, Kate was silent and strange. She hadn't talked with anybody that day. She didn't talk even with Claire. That silence was disturbing. She hadn't even bothered Lizzie that day, and that was something Kate had never stopped doing these last months. Suddenly, Miranda got a bad feeling about everything that was happening. It was certain Kate was plotting something. And she felt pressed to urge Lizzie to talk with Gordo about their feelings.

"Please, please, talk to him…" Miranda said.

"Good… I will." Lizzie answered.

- s-

Gordo arrived home. It was 4 o'clock, and remembered he had to go to the City Film Club meeting at 6, and he couldn't miss it. He would be there until 9 o'clock. So he changed his clothes, ate some snacks and left, saying goodbye to his mother.

While he was walking, he thought of Lizzie.

"Mhhhhh…"

Gordo sighed. Could he think about anything else? About someone else? Maybe he could take his worries away at the club… That was the only place in which he could forget about his crisis.

He was so absentminded that when he turned a corner he hit someone, and made that person drop the bag she carried, and the things that were inside that bag scattered on the ground.

"I'm sorry!" he said as he tried to help that person to gather the things.

"Look your way, stupid!"

It was Kate.

"Kate, I'm sorry."

Kate stuttered.

"Shut up."

"Sorry…"

Kate picked up the things she was carrying in the bag. Those things were women things: lipsticks, little bottles of nail polish, a wig… A wig? Why would Kate want a wig? If he asked, he felt sure he would get slapped, or something like that. She was very angry.

"Bye, Kate."

She didn't answer. She only gave him a death stare… actually, a death stare mixed with a painful look. And left.

"She's still mad at me. But it's not my fault." Gordo thought, as he arrived at the club.

- s-

"Well, here we go…"

Lizzie dialed Gordo's number and waited for an answer. She wasn't going to talk about her feelings by phone, that would not be good, but she wanted to at least hear his voice.

"Hello?" a voice said on the other side of the line.

"Good evening, Mrs. Gordon, it's Lizzie."

"Lizzie, honey, how have you been?"

"Fine, thanks you. I was wondering if Gordo is home."

"He's not here right now, Lizzie. He's at Film Club. He will be back at 9:30… Want to leave a message?"

Lizzie had forgotten completely that Gordo went to the Film Club on Tuesday nights.

"Uh… well… Please tell him I called, and tell him to call me back. Thanks Mrs. Gordon, good night."

"No problem, honey. Bye."

Lizzie hung up the phone. She could say she felt almost in despair. But she decided to calm down. So she went downstairs to the living room and found Matt on the sofa looking at a photo album.

"Hi, Matt, what are you doing?"

"Nothing. Just looking at some photos."

Lizzie sat down next to him and saw the album. There was a photo in which Lanny, Oscar and Matt, were wearing their school baseball team uniforms, and they were celebrating the victory of the District Championship. That had happened four months ago.

"I miss Lanny."

"I know. Life sometimes is unfair."

"Yes, and I wonder how he is right now."

"Don't worry about him. I'm sure he's fine and watching over each one of your steps."

"Thank you, Lizzie… "

"Hey, come here."

Lizzie hugged Matt. He felt consoled at hugging her sister. She felt happy being with her brother and forgetting her problems for a moment. Anyone who saw them in that moment might never realize how many conflicts they had had in the past.

-s-

It was 9:49. Gordo was leaving the Film Club. This meeting had been longer than usual. One of his friends had brought a really fantastic movie: The Lord of The Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring. They watched it to psyching themselves up for the incoming new movie of the trilogy: The Return of the King, and the discussion of the movie was more extensive than it was supposed to be. Between sodas and laughter, time past like a supersonic train.

Gordo took the bus to go home. On the bus, he met someone. Someone he had known two years ago, and hadn't seen since then.

"Hi." Gordo said.

"Hi." the girl answered, dryly.

"How have you been? It's been a long time since the last time I saw you."

"Fine… and really, it has been a long time…"

""I heard you moved. Are you going to… Cresthaven High now? Because I've heard…"

"Bye, Gordo, I have to get off here," she interrupted. "Nice talkin' at ya."

"Uh… Bye."

Gordo thought that the attitude of the girl was pretty strange. Well, it didn't matter. But something attracted his attention: the bag she was carrying was very similar to the one Kate was carrying earlier in the afternoon.

When he arrived home, his parents were waiting for him.

"David, why are you so late?" his mother asked, as she tapped her wrist watch. It was 10:40 p.m.

"I'm sorry, mom…"

"Son." Howard said. "Why do you make us worry?"

"I'm sorry, dad. The meeting at the club was longer than the usual; I didn't realize what time it was."

"So, why didn't you call us by phone?"

"I couldn't."

"What's happening, David?" Roberta asked. "Lately you have been so silent, listless, now you give us this fright, and you never do that… what's wrong?

"Nothing, mom. Everything is fine. Really. Now I'll go do my homework."

"Right… but if you need something, just tell it. Oh, by the way, Lizzie called."

"Lizzie? When?" His face suddenly lit up.

"At 8 p.m, more or less. She wanted you to call her…"

"Thanks, Mom. I'll see you tomorrow. Good night."

"Won't you have dinner?"

"No, thanks. I'm not hungry."

He said that and went upstairs.

"David is worrying me." Roberta said.

"Nothing is wrong. It's the age. It's just a phase he's going through. We both know it. But we should keep an eye on him, and be there to support him, if he needs it." Howard said this, suspecting what might be going on in his teenager son's love life.

When Gordo was in his bedroom, he took the phone and dialed Lizzie's number. He thought maybe nobody would answer the phone. It was very late at night. But Sam answered.

"Hello?"

"Good evening, Mr. McGuire. I'm sorry for calling so late, but, could I talk to Lizzie?"

"Gordo, how are you? Lizzie is already sleeping … but should I call her to talk with you? Is it urgent?"

"Uh, no, thanks. Just tell her I called."

"Ok, Gordo. Anything else?"

"No. Thanks, Mr. McGuire. Good night."

"Bye, Gordo."

-beep-

Gordo hung up the phone. "I will invite her to Parker's party tomorrow. Now, I have to do my homework."

And he sat down on the chair at his desk, and battled with his books until 2 o'clock in the morning.

-s-

The next day, Kate arrived at school with a big smile on her face. But it wasn't a happiness smile. It was the smile she had when she was about to get whatever she wanted. Someone was accompanying her, trying to stay unnoticed. Both Kate and the girl entered to the girl's bathroom. After a few seconds, Kate left and walked through the lockers corridor, looking for Lizzie. When she found her, she went to where she was. Lizzie was gathering his books for the first class. One of her books fell to the floor.

"Hi, Lizzie, what are you doing? Starting a new day of awkward things to do?"

Lizzie ignored her.

"Didn't you listen to me?"

Miranda arrived.

"Kate, I'm so UN-glad to see you" Miranda said, as sarcastically as she could.

"Don't interfere, little stupid girl. Have a nice day," Kate answered, with an accent of hypocrisy and wickedness, the two things at the same time. And she left.

"That Kate…" Lizzie mumbled, clenching her teeth.

"Let's go, Lizzie, don't pay attention to her," Miranda suggested.

Kate went back to the girl's bathroom.

"I'm happy to see how much advantage you can take from McGuire's lack of fashion sense!"

"I am happy to have conserved these clothes," the girl responded.

"Yes. Get dressed with this."

"Do you have the key to the bathroom?"

"Here it is."

Once the girl was dressed, she put the wig on her head. Kate made up her face and combed the wig, and after that they left the bathroom. Kate closed the door and locked it, so nobody could enter and find the things they had left there and would pick up later.

"Good. Right now there must be nobody walking by the corridors, we are in the middle of the period. Andie, go where I told you. I'll call you on your cell phone to give the signal to do what we planned."

"Ok."

They separated and Andie went to where Kate had indicated. She was very nervous, and walked looking behind her, so she didn't realized that someone was at one of the lockers, and she ran into him.

"Lizzie, why aren't you at class?" Larry Tudgeman asked, confused. Larry had missed the first period because he was preparing a surprise for Miranda. Andie hid her face behind the hair of the wig, so Larry couldn't see clearly her face, and, of course, didn't realized that who was in front of him wasn't Lizzie really. The disguise was simply perfect.

"I don't feel good."

"You got a cold?" he asked. "Your voice sounds a little funny."

"It's nothing. Bye."

The girl continued walking.

"Weird…" Larry thought.

Meanwhile, Lizzie was in the classroom, listening to the teacher. She asked her teacher permission to leave for a few moments. She had to go to bathroom to take her medicine for her allergy. Last week at a restaurant with her family, the chef accidentally put oyster sauce on her food, and when she ate it, she had an allergic reaction. Now so she had to take her medicine everyday at that hour, for two weeks, and Kate knew this. Once the permission was granted, she left the classroom. Gordo, from his desk, looked at Lizzie, and didn't know why he felt so perturbed. Miranda was feeling the same.

As Lizzie was leaving, Kate, from a corner, saw her and dialed a number in her cell phone.

"Andie, now!"

Andie went to corridor the Principal's Office and greased the floor, making sure that she was being filmed by the security camera that was in front of the corridor. After that, she left.

Lizzie walked by the corridor, heading towards the girl's bathroom, and she met Larry.

"Hi, Larry… hey, wait, why aren't you in class?"

"Oh… Hi, Lizzie, I am… hey, you wait, what are you doing here? I saw you here a few moments ago and you told me you weren't feeling good…"

"Me? Impossible! I just left the classroom… Surely you mistook that person for me…"

"No, of course I didn't. I'm not crazy."

"I didn't say you were. I just came here... By the way, what is that you have there?"

"Nothing, nothing…"

"Oh, nothing?" Lizzie asked, giving him a suspicious look.

"Nothing, really."

"Well, if you insist… See you later."

"Bye."

-s-

The new Principal, Mr. Freeman, was in his office. Ms. Ungermayer had left the post a few weeks ago, so he was becoming accustomed to his new job. He needed some reports from the Archive, so he stood up and walked to the door. When he opened the door and gave a step, he slipped on the floor.

"Awwww!" he cried as he fell.

Mr. Dig was walking near that corridor, he heard the cry and went to see what was going on.

"Mr. Freeman! What…?"

"Mr. Dig, help me!"

Mr. Dig tried to get him up, but the Principal moaned in pain.

"My arm, I think it's broken…!"

"How did you fall?"

"I don't know… I slipped…" He saw the floor. "The floor has been greased… Someone wanted to play a joke on me… And believe me! I'm going to find out who that person is!. Please call the nurse. After that, we will check the security camera tape of this corridor. Whoever did this will be expelled from this school!"

Mr. Dig wondered who could have done such a thing.

-s-

When Lizzie arrived at the girl's bathroom, she found it locked. Larry saw her trying to open the door. When she saw it was locked, she went back to class.

"Are you sure there's nothing going on?" Lizzie asked Larry again, with an "I-know-what-are-you-doing" tone of voice and giving him a knowing look.

"Yeah, everything's fine… Go back to class, I'll see you later."

"Ok." Lizzie said, and walked to the classroom.

Larry closed his locker and heard a cry from the corridors. He turned and looked in all directions, and saw Lizzie entering the classroom that moment. The cry came from another place. He didn't care much about that because he was preparing the surprise for Miranda, and he didn't want someone asking him about what he was doing, so he went to the patio until the beginning of the next period.

Kate went to meet Andie, this time, at the janitor's closet.

"Did you hear the cry? Lizzie wasn't at the class when it happened. I think she already has got into trouble… hehehe. Now, stay here, I'll go to the bathroom to pick up the things we left there. Did anyone see you?"

Andie hesitated.

"No… nobody saw me," she said and grinned mischievously, trying to make her lie believable.

"Well. Now, Lizzie is about being expelled from school."

Kate went to the bathroom, Kate and Andie went out of the school, with evil smiles on their faces.

"See, McGuire. Phase I completed. Phase II coming this afternoon. I'm so happy to be able to know what are you going to do… you're so predictable." Kate thought. But in that moment, a voice inside her told her that what she had done was wrong. A voice like… Lizzie's voice. But she ignored it.

A few minutes after that, as Lizzie was attending her classes, Mr. Dig, feeling sad and confused, was going to the classroom to find her. To take her to the Vice Principal to talk about what they had seen in the tape of the security camera of the corridor of Principal's Office.

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