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"Gordo, you're smart. What's happenning to me?", Lizzie asked.
Cartoon Mode-
"Like high school wasn't going to be hard enough! Now everyone thinks I'm a freak."
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"What's important to remember is that you're not a freak.", Gordo reminded.
"Yes, she is.", Matt called out from in front of the TV.
Cartoon Mode-
"Thanks guys."
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Matt walked over to the kitchen island where Gordo, Lizzie and Miranda were talking. "You know, it's not every day where all the world understands what a loser you are. It's important to realize..." Matt put his arm around her. "That the fault is not in them, but in yourself."
Lizzie's face scrunched. "Get off me, Matt."
She shrugged her shoulders. Matt bounced off the refrigerator after being slammed into it. Matt decided that was the time to leave.
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Now the three friends were in Lizzie's bedroom.
"Maybe you're a superhero?", Gordo suggested.
The two girls glared sarcastically at him.
"No, give me a minute.", Gordo continued. "In superhero movies, the superhero discovers that they have powers by accidentally using them."
Miranda continued her glare. "Not everything's a movie, Gordo. And if there was a Lizzie McGuire movie, it would be about her pulling off that pop star routine in Italy, not flying around stopping crime."
"Stop it, 'randa.", Lizzie said. "Go on, Gordo. What comes next?"
"I never said she could fly. Actually what comes next-the montage that tests her powers.", Gordo said.
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The three dragged Lizzie's father's weight bench from the shed. The next minutes were spent coughing at its dust.
"Can't I just try flying first, Gordo?", Lizzie whined.
"Flying?", Gordo asked. "Flying? Do you know just how impossible that is? And what if you can only fly an inch at time, how do we measure your jumps? And the insurance costs alone/"
"Fine.", Miranda stopped him. "What about the flips and things? That's what started all this."
The boy shook his head. "She's already done gymnastics and cheerleading. Weight lifting is something Lizzie's never done before, so if she does well we know something's up."
"I hear you creeping around. What do you want?", Lizzie asked sharply.
Matt had just cleared the corner of the house into the backyard. "How?", he asked.
"That's my boy.", Sam McGuire said as Lizzie's parents came from inside. "Doing the old weight lifting like your dad."
"Since when did you do weight lifting?", Jo asked.
"In college."
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You should know that all pictures of Sam McGuire in college come from Robert Carradine's role in Revenge of the Nerds.
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"Right.", Jo sarcastically agreed.
"I didn't take that thing out.", Matt informed.
"Oh?", Sam asked. "Well, good for you Gordo. Girls like muscles."
"Daaaad!", Lizzie whined.
Gordo struggled with the shocked look on his face. "uh...it's not for me, Mr. McGuire."
Sam looked puzzled. "Uh, Miranda? You're not having issues again."
Miranda protested with her hands out in front of her. "My eating disorder days are in the past. It's for Lizzie."
Sam and Jo scanned the faces of the teens. "Yeah, this just got too weird for us. We're going inside.", Sam stated.
"Don't hurt yourself, dear.", Jo called as the parents walked back inside.
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"Push!", Gordo called out. "Push!"
"She's not pregnant.", Miranda told him.
Lizzie struggled with the bar. She regritted her teeth and lifted the weight onto its waiting supports. "How much was that?", she asked.
"All of it.", Gordo told her. "And the paint cans we taped to the bar. And the bricks we set on top of that."
"So I can go fight crime?", Lizzie asked. "After, like, a thousand good night sleeps."
"No.", Gordo stated. "Now we go to the gymnastics."
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"I've never been able to land that before!", Lizzie exclaimed.
"I don't think anyone's ever been able to land that.", Gordo said.
Miranda muttered something.
"What was that?", Gordo asked her.
Lizzie spoke. "She said that being a movie nerd paid off."
"You heard that?", Miranda asked.
Cartoon Mode-
"Yeah, it's really strange. It's like everything is so much sharper, crisper. I can even hear Matt masturbating in his room. Eeeww!"
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"It's like I'm hearing everything.", Lizzie told them. "Let me try something."
She took out her contact lenses. "Wow. I can see that pimple behind your nostril, Miranda."
Miranda's hands came to her face. "Oh that's it. I'm going home."
"Miranda!", Gordo called out after her. He turned to Lizzie.
Lizzie had a look on her face that was a bit...hungrier than he had seen before. "We'll talk to her tomorrow. Why don't we go inside and let me get some of this sweat off, huh?"
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Gordo waited idly on Lizzie's bed. He was expecting Lizzie to come back in yet another outfit from her inexhaustable closet. The Lizzie he got was in a terri cloth robe. His eyebrows went much higher than Lizzie's hem line.
Lizzie strode confidently across the room, grabbed his collar and kissed him nearly hard enough to bruise him. "uh...What's going on?", Gordo asked.
"After all that activity, I just feel...animalistic.", Lizzie told him. "What? Don't you wanna see if I have super touch too?"
"Yeah, that's the thing.", Gordo said reluctantly. "You're not acting like yourself, Lizzie. This may be a side effect of how you've changed. And I don't want to be a side effect."
Lizzie rubbed against him while nearly choking him with his collar. "ooooh...You're right. How come Miranda couldn't be the cool collected one and you be the hot head?"
"Because I'm stupid.", Gordo answered while slipping out from under her. "Maybe you should call Miranda about the whole pimple thing while I go lament my decisions."
With that he left. Before Lizzie could get to her phone he was back. "But...no, no. I gotta go."
Lizzie smiled at him in a way only she could. "You're right you know. We have plenty of time, and we shouldn't blow it on this."
Gordo smiled. "Thanks. I got ego, your smile...I can wait for the rest."