Thank you Black Knight & Gifted one for the reviews! I am a fan of both of your fics. So thank you very much. Here is Chapter 2. Enjoy! Please read & review.

Chapter 2: Lunch with Kate.

"Mira!….Miranda! Hey you, Miranda Isabelle Sanchez!" Kate called waving her hand in front of the spaced out brunette. "Miranda Gordon!"

"What!" Miranda chocked out in horror. Kate smirked at her, flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder.

"I was asking you how do you plan to dress the cast? What is up with you, Sanchez? You have been acting odd all morning."

"Nothing," Miranda replied, removing some drawings from her backpack. " Here are some sketches for the costumes. I think Henrietta will be in fun colored tweed suits and skirts. Claire will be in light colored skirt suits with very feminine blouses. I see Annabelle in a lot of blues and reds- very political with a dash of girlie in her scarves. I have my cousin borrowing some maid outfits from different hotels that she caters for, for all of the house keepers. They will be in majority of blues and grays. I have yet to finish the girls costumes and the guys, but Ray and Jimmy will be dressed very sharp."

"Is that costume ideas I hear?" an excited voice called from behind the two young women.Miranda and Kate turned to look at a very perky, 17 year old, Lizzie McGuire.

"Hey Liz." 'Hi Lizzie.'

"Hi, guys! What are you up to?" Lizzie responded pulling a chair up to the small table they occupied.

Kate and Miranda shoved all papers into their notebooks.

"Just play stuff," Kate replied. "What are you up to, Lizzie?"

A determined look came and left across Lizzie's face. She knew she wasn't going to get anything out of them. Gordo had made it pretty clear that all discussion of the play was off limits to anyone not on the crew until after Wednesday.

"Nothing. I am just grabbing a smoothie before work. I am pulling a double shift today," Lizzie replied. Lizzie was a counselor at a performing arts camp that was year round. It was only her 3rd week on staff.

"How is that going for you?" Miranda asked.

"I love it! Jack, one of the choreographers is teaching me how to ballroom dance. He is so sweet! He is also a lifeguard at the water park in the summer and during the year he plays a Disney Prince at Disneyland. He thinks I would be perfect as Cinderella! Would that not be awesome? Me as Cinderella! Its like a childhood fantasy come true," Lizzie gushed with her thousand watt smile playing on her lips. She looked down at her watch and squeaked. " I have to run girls. If I don't drop off this article at the print it won't make Monday's edition of the paper. I'll see ya girls later." And with that said, Lizzie ran off just as fast as she had appeared.

Kate and Miranda looked at one another and laughed. No matter how much time had past, Lizzie was still very much Lizzie.

"It sounds like Lizzie has found a 'Prince Charming,'" Kate commented casually.

"Yeah, I saw a picture of Jack and he certainly has White Knight looks."

Kate cocked her head to one side and smirked.

"So what about you, Sanchez? Have a leading man that you aren't talking about?"

Though Kate and Miranda were not the best of friends, their love of design and beauty gave them a foundation for a complementing friendship and teasing rights.

"Leading man?" Miranda laughed. "I haven't had a date in 4 months! You're funny, Kate. How's Larry?"

Kate waved the question off. She was a woman on a mission. Her 6 month random relationship with Larry Tudgeman was not the topic on her mind. Kate and Larry had started an interesting affair after being partnered in an AP French class.

"Larry's great, this isn't about him. What's with you and David? Veruca and I saw you two leave quite chummy last night."

Miranda's whole world froze at the thoughts of last night. She and her best friend had shared a far from g-rated kiss before she ran out on him. She did not need this sort of stress so close to graduation. It was all ready the end of March.

"Oh my gosh! Something huge happened last night!" Kate exclaimed, her eyes wide. "What happened with you and Gordo? Spill it, Rand!"

Miranda blushed and put her face in her hands. "It's all a mess, Kate! A huge, huge mess in the making!"

Kate looked around the café and scooted closer to the Latina.

"What happened?" she inquired softly.

"Gordo and I were talking, then he went on this rant about mistakes. Then out of no where he asks me what I would do if he kissed me. I freaked out and started to back away. Next thing I know, I am lunging at him and kissing him for dear life."

"Then what happened?" Kate asked intrigued.

"I pushed him away and ran. He called me 7 times last night and 5 this morning. I don't want to face him unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Miranda, you are being ridiculous. David is your best friend and he is the director for the play. You have to talk to him! Plus, he asked to kiss you! What is the problem?"

"He is my other best friend's ex! You don't date the bff's ex!"

"This is different circumstances. This is you and Gordo."

"Exactly. Kate, if Lizzie finds out she will not be pleased. You know how possessive she is. They haven't been together in 2 years, but he will always be HER Gordo."

"Then make him YOUR David. Times have changed, Miss Sanchez. David Gordon is not longer the same little Gordo. Any girl can tell you that. Gordo has grown up to a very appealing David Gordon. Who might I add kissed you last night."

"He may be appealing, but don't forget you have a guy, Ms. Sanders!" Larry Tudgemen added placing his hands on the shoulders of the pretty blonde.

"I know, honey. And a very appealing guy as well. I am trying to sell David to Miranda," Kate responded, rising up to place a quick kiss on her boyfriend's lips.

"So you and Gordon swapped DNA? Oh man, I saw that one coming," Larry commented, standing behind Kate's chair.

"Larry! You made it sound so disgusting! Sometimes I ponder why I am with you," Kate complained. Larry shrugged and placed a kiss on her cheek.

"It's cause you love me, babe!"

"I hate to break up this little love fest, but I am having a crisis here!" Miranda shouted, interrupting the love birds.

Larry shrugged at the hysterical brunette.

"Speaking of lovers, yours just walked in."

Miranda nearly knocked over her drink as she spun around to look into the blue eyes of David Gordon.

"I think I am going to be sick."