Miranda's Journal [Lizzie McGuire] ✔️

Chapter Eight

Three days passed, Gordo hadn't talked to Lizzie about the incident at the Style Shack. They barely even spoke to each other at all. Gordo didn't worry though. Both were busy with work, summer assignments, and processing the Miranda ordeal. He tried giving Lizzie space. He wanted to give her space, but the silence between them made him uncomfortable because there was obviously something that needed to be addressed. So Gordo phoned Lizzie, asking her to come to his apartment.

Lizzie agreed, expecting they'd be watching movies, so when she arrived she brought DVDs and snacks. Gordo smiled, glad to see her, but still letting her believe they were there just to hangout and not to talk about Miranda. He sat on the couch as Lizzie popped in the movie, then she curled up next to her boyfriend. Throughout the beginning of the film, Gordo tried interrupting to bring up the trio's reunion, but Lizzie's content expression made him change his mind. Then, when they were far too deep into the movie, he chose to give it a rest. Until Lizzie paused the movie for a bathroom break. When she came back, Gordo held the remote to keep her from resuming the film.

"Gordo? What are you doing?" Lizzie asked, eyes turned into slits. She saw right through him.

"Lizzie, we need to talk about it," Gordo calmly demanded.

"About what?" Lizzie avoided his eyes as she sat back down.

"Come on, you know exactly what I'm talking about."

"There is nothing to say." Lizzie looked away.

"So Miranda comes back, you find out she lied to you, we reunite and you have nothing to say?"

Gordo stared at the back if Lizzie's head and didn't say anything for a while. He sighed and lay his head back into the couch, sinking deep. He glanced at Lizzie with disappointment. Gordo knew Lizzie was better than how she was acting. She was the type of person to speak up and try her best to resolve issues. She was not the type who ignored questions and refused to talk. It just wasn't like her at all. Maybe it had to do with the situation being such a big deal. It wasn't just a little fight between friends. It was something worth four years in the making. Gordo almost wanted to resume the movie, but Lizzie finally turned around.

"I could go off at Miranda," she started. "I could say many mean, hurtful things about her. After all, she lied to me and then left us and I'm still very mad at her, but you lied to me too Gordo."

"No I didn't. I'd never lie to you," Gordo squealed.

"Yes you did Gordo. Remember when I asked you if you knew something I should know? But you said no."

Yes. Yes he did.

"I'm sorry I just-"

"Well you did know something. You knew Miranda was back. You had conversations with her. You kissed her. So you lied Gordo. You are keeping things from me."

"You weren't even mad about the kiss!" Gordo shot back.

"You right, I wasn't mad and I'm still not because I know why you did it. But Gordo, you know I've always felt like Miranda's sister. You know how I felt about her leaving and yet when she finally comes back, you don't tell me? Gordo, you're not the only person who cares about her. You're not the only person who wondered where she went."

"What the heck are you saying?" Gordo got defensive.

"I'm saying you're acting like Miranda's all yours. Like it's your little mystery on finding out what happened."

"But I did find out what happened. If you really knew what I read you'd really feel for Miranda."

"What you read? What do you mean..."