I'm glad people liked this, I wanted to try a new pairing and this idea as been bouncing around in my head for awhile. For now, this is the final chapter. Real life is rearing its ugly head (lol), so my time for writing as been cut back. Plus, my muses are constantly wondering and I'm having a hard time staying focused on one story for very long. Hope you like the ending.

tormented soul – As usual, thanks for the help.

A/N – "Thoughts"

Chapter 4 – Get What You Pay For

Thursday afternoon, afterschool, Gordo was sitting in the school's media bay starring off into space. Passing by the room, Larry glanced inside and grinned a little as he saw his friend.

"Day dreaming about Miranda?" Larry asked sarcastically as he walked into the room. He, along with the rest of the crowd, had enjoyed Miranda's little outburst the other day.

Gordo jumped a little in his chair, "No!." he said very quickly and Larry just snickered.

"Sure," Larry said as he sat in the seat next to him, not believing him for a minute. "You can't tell me you didn't enjoy Miranda and Parker bidding over you."

A shadow of smile crept on Gordo's face and when Larry started laughing softly, it turned into a scowl. "What about you big man? Remember how well your seventh grade marriage project turned out?"

Larry laughed a little harder, "Hey, she was thirsty," he said and they both started laughing.

"Gonna go postal again?" Gordo asked with a grin and Larry shook his head no.

"Kate's changing. Into what, I don't know," he told him, "She's just not that big of a bitch as she was before. Besides, look at her. Would any guy in their right mind turn down a chance to go out with her? Those legs, damn." Than an evil smile crossed over his face, "And at least it doesn't take me fourteen years to realize I like someone." Than the smile got wider, "How long have you known Miranda?"

"Since I was three. Why?" Than it clicked in Gordo's head, "Don't even go there Tudge." Larry started laughing again and Gordo glared at him, "I don't like Miranda like that. Besides, she bid on me, remember?"

Larry just looked at him with a knowing smile, "True but that doesn't mean you don't like her. What you two think is bickering, to everyone else, its flirting. And think about it, if she didn't feel something for you, would she have snapped like that. Miranda's impulsive, but not like that."

Gordo just glared at him, "I hate you."

Larry just chuckled, "I know. Just think about it," he said before leaving.

Dropping his head onto the desktop, Gordo tried to ignore the headache forming in the back of his head, "Why did I even agree to this stupid idea?"

The night of the dance, Miranda and Gordo were sitting on the gym bleachers just watching everyone else have a good time. "This is lame," Miranda mumbled as she tapped her platforms on the gym floor.

"Finally she speaks," Gordo said sarcastically.

"Bite me Gordo."

"You know if you didn't want to come with me, why did you bid on me?" he asked annoyed. Instantly his conversation with Larry yesterday, replayed in his head, "And think about it, if she didn't feel something for you, would she have snapped like that. Miranda's impulsive but not like that."

Miranda opened her mouth to say something sarcastic but nothing came out. "I don't know," she finally answered.

Gordo looked at her confused at her change in tone. "Don't know what?"

"Why I bided on you. I guess, I was…jealous."

"Jealous?" he asked surprised.

Miranda shrugged, "When I saw Parker outbidding everyone and with that smug smile on her face, I got jealous."

"So you were jealous of Parker?" he asked, not really understanding what was going on.

"Kinda. I know I tease you about her a lot but when she got close to winning, something inside me clicked. Before I knew what was happening, I was standing up and in a bidding war. All I knew was that I didn't want you going out with her."

Running a hand through his hair, he sighed. He had no idea what Miranda was trying to say. "So you only bided cause you didn't want me to go with Parker?"

"Yes…No…I," Miranda sighed and started getting agitated. "I can't explain it," she said and started to get up but Gordo quickly put his hand on her forearm.

"Try to," he told her.

She whimpered softly as she looked into his blue eyes and felt goosebumps rise where on her forearm where he was touching her. She hated when he guilt tripped her and he didn't even do it intentionally. Sitting back down next to him, she looked down at the floor. "Something's changed between us and it makes me nervous when I'm around you. I don't like being nervous."

"I make you nervous?" he asked in disbelief and with a surprised grin on his face.

Miranda smirked at him. "A little." She turned slightly so she was facing him. "I don't know what's changed and I'm not sure I wanna know. We've been spending a lot of time together lately, just the two of us, and I've really like that. Parker could've been any girl and I would've gotten jealous. I," she paused as she raked a hand through her hair. Taking a deep breath, "I'm tired of dating jackasses who get scared because I actually have a mind."

Gordo smirked, "You are very opinionated," he joked. She glared at him but the smirk still played on her lips. "But that's what I like. I want a girl who isn't afraid to tell me what they're thinking," he continued. He paused for a moment, as if debating in him whether or not to ask what he really wanted to know. Finally, "Have you ever thought what it'd be like if we dated?"

"Sometimes," she said at first, but then quickly added, "Actually a lot lately," she told him. "You?"

He smiled guiltily, "Yea," then he looked at her for a moment. "What's stopping us?"

She shrugged, "Fear maybe? Its easier to think about it than actually doing it."

After a few moments of silence, "What would you do if I kissed you?" Gordo asked suddenly.

Miranda tried to hide getting thrown by the question; something forward like that was the last thing she'd expect from him. "I may slug you or I may kiss you back," she told him with a small grin. "Its fifty-fifty."

"I think I can beat those odd," he said softly and then slowly leaned in. After a quick, soft kiss, they grinned at each other.

"Looks like you beat the house," Miranda said very softly.

Gordo smiled, "You wanna dance?" She nodded and after they both stood up, Gordo took her hand and they walked out to the dance floor.

Across the gym, Kate was standing near the wall, sipping some punch when Larry walked over to her.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Larry asked her as he stood in front of her.

Kate grinned at him, "I think I'm gonna drop cheerleading."

Larry looked at her in surprise. "Why?" he asked curiously.

She shrugged, "I'm tired of the politics and the bullshit. Why can't I be friends with whoever I want and not have to worry about their social standing? Or wear what I want to wear. I just don't think they're my friends anymore or ever were."

"You gonna do something else?" he asked her.

She nodded. "I talked to Gordo this morning, he's helping direct the school play. I asked him if it was too late to do something. The play's already been cast but he said I could do some backstage stuff and I'm gonna be the costume designer," she said smiling.

"Congratulations."

"Thanks."

Larry then noticed Kate looking at something behind him. "What?" he asked as he turned slightly to see what she was looking at.

"I want that," Kate said softly.

Following her line of sight, Larry saw Miranda and Gordo dancing to a slow song a little closer than normal. "Gordo and Miranda?" he asked a little confused.

When Gordo whispered something into Miranda's ear and she playfully punched him, Kate grinned. "Not them but what they have," she told him. "They like each other and there's no hidden agenda. They can just act on it and not worry about what others think. Granted that's Gordo's motto but you get what I mean."

"Yea, I do," Larry said. "You'll get Kate, trust me, you'll get it," he said, then leaned in and kissed her cheek.

Kate stood there stunned and a little flustered. Looking down at the ground for a moment, she could feel her face heat up. Shyly looking at him, she smiled a little, "Maybe I will get it." As she looked at him, she felt her smile widen, "Thanks Larry."

He cocked his head a little, "For what?"

"Being you," she told him, "And not holding a grudge against me for the way I've treated you and being there when I needed help. I'm glad I decided to make a fool of myself and bid on you."

Larry grinned at her, "Your welcome," he said laughing a little. "Um, Lizzie invited me to her birthday party next week and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me. I'm sure Lizzie wouldn't mind, I mean you're not exactly mortal enemies anymore."

Kate watched as Larry got a little nervous as he asked her out. "Sounds like fun." She giggled at the expression on Larry's face; it was a mix of surprise and extreme happiness. "You wanna dance?"

Looking over towards where the so-called popular girls were huddled and whispering, no doubt about them, "Won't people talk?" he asked, meaning her old friends would start spreading rumors and probably make fun of her.

She just shrugged. "Let them talk," Kate said and then took Larry's hand and led him out onto the dance floor.