Hey, it's me…..again. I know I keep starting ffs and then not really doing anything about them, but I keep coming up with new ideas and want to put them across before someone beats me to it!! I promise if you review some of my other ffs and this one a bit more I will continue them, I just feel it's pointless spending ages writing new chapters if no-one is going to review them!

Anyway from the summary, this story is a follow on from what would have happened if Miranda had kissed 'Lawrence' aka Larry Tudgeman at her first boy-girl party.. I know in the episode you only see from when Liz and Gordo arrive so I've started it before then and it's not exactly word for word, but it has the basic gist of the episode! **Italics** are the chapter character's POV and thoughts and the rest is a 1st person POV

Enjoy, and keep r&ring! Oh yeah and I don't own characters etc, only the storyline!

My Fair Larry

Chapter One: Stress levels and first kisses

POV: Miranda

            **If I knew that throwing my first boy-girl party would be so stressful I would have left the social events to Kate. The first guests are due to arrive in an hour and I'm completely freaking out! What if they don't like the food? What if no one shows up? What happens if it gets to the end of the night and I still haven't had my first kiss?!!! If I was, like, ten none of these things would be on my mind, but a ten years olds party has very different intentions to a fifteen year old's. When you're ten you play 'pass the parcel' and 'pin the tail on the donkey', but if you want to make it in the teenager world you have '7 minutes in heaven' and 'truth or dare'. Usually I'd be up for any game, I'm always the first one to have a laugh, however when it begins to involve boys and kissing, I wimp out.

            I have always been interested in boys, just never had my luck with them. First there was Ryan Adams from that drama play, he turned out to be a total jerk and fancied Lizzie! Then there was Aaron Carter, I met him and spoke to him, but he kissed Lizzie. Ethan Craft, ha that'll never happen, he's never even noticed me, he's noticed Lizzie. Hmmm, I can see a pattern emerging here! I never even got round to meeting that boy at that cowboy ranch place, because of… Lizzie!! I'm sick of being second to her! Gordo has two best girlfriends to choose from, but wait which one is he madly in love with? Me? Fat chance! I'm not saying that I have a crush on Gordo; I just want to be acknowledged by someone from the opposite sex. I want to be kissed. I don't want to sound desperate, and I don't want my first kiss to be with the best person I can grab, it needs to be special and there needs to be a moment. Is that too much to ask?

            Oh my gosh, the doorbell! It'll be Lizzie, probably to check that I haven't filled up with stress and exploded. I suppose I better keep my thoughts of her to myself for now, seeing as I haven't been what you could call nice, to her and Gordo over the last few days! You can't blame me though, I really want this party to go well, Kate Sanders is going to be there, one false move and I've hit rock bottom of the social food chain! I don't really care what she thinks of me, 'cause I hate her, but I just don't want to end up the laughing stock of the school. At least Larry Tudgeman isn't going to be here to 'geek-up' the whole evening! Liz and Gordo keep complaining about me being too hard on him, that "he's not that bad", but when I pointed out that wherever my social status fell to, theirs would follow; they, well Lizzie, suddenly thought that not inviting Larry may be a good idea! I noticed them chatting to him at lunch the other day, probably telling him that I'm so sorry he wasn't invited! But I'm not sorry, he's so…so…Larry! *Shudder*, knowing my luck he'd try and hit on me! Ew imagine having my first kiss with Larry Tudgeman, ew, ew, ew!!!! It makes me feel sick just thinking about it! Haha, anyway I better go check who it is at the door…….**

I ran down the stairs, careful not to catch my clothes on the banister, and jumped the bottom step where I nearly fell into Lizzie. **Wow, good guess!** She smiled at me nervously, I read her expression straight away.

"Don't worry, my stress levels are down, I'm not going to be shouting anytime soon!" I joked. Lizzie let out a small sigh of relief.

"Good, I know you're never meant to enjoy your own parties but I want you to have fun okay? I understand how important this is to you, you know, making a good impression on the popular people."

**Here she goes again, I hate it when she speaks to me as if I'm lower than her, like I'm the stupid freshman who doesn't know what she's doing! I'm not trying to make a good impression on the popular people; I couldn't care less about Kate and her posse! I just want to have a laugh with my mates, flirt with some boys and attempt to be kissed. If she ever paid any attention to me, she'd know that!**

I put on a fake sweet smile and gave her a fake hug, secretly wondering how easy it would be just to give her perfectly straight blonde locks a quick…cut! Lizzie stepped back to let me admire her outfit, my eyes gave a glint of envy as I recognised her top as the one I told her I wanted to buy last weekend. I gave some friendly comments and she did the same as I twirled round on the hall carpet.

"Anyway, I just popped in to drop of some snacks and pop, I've got to go pick up Gordo!" Lizzie grinned.

"Why can't he walk up here himself? Come on Liz, I don't want to be alone when the first guests arrive!" I pulled on my puppy dog eyes. Lizzie rolled her eyes and headed towards the door.

"You'll be fine! I won't be long, we'll be back before you know it! Just keep smiling and relax! The party's gonna be great!" She span round letting her skirt float back into place against her fake-tanned legs. I flashed a dirty look as I watched her skip out onto the porch ….. **Bitch!**

Just my luck, the first guest to arrive was Ethan Craft. I prepared my confidence and flung myself onto him in a brief but intimate hug.

"Miranda!" he cooed, "looking fine, as always." My heart pounded and I could feel my cheeks glowing, I watched him as he took in the surroundings of my house. "Nice crib, this party is gonna be a blast! Now where are all my ladies? Who's gonna be the first to give this love train a kiss?" I gave a flirty giggle. "Will it be you Miss. Sanchez?" I posed in an overdramatic thinking way, he laughed. "I'll take that as a yes." My body stopped working, my eyes unfocused and my mouth seemed to come to a standstill as Ethan wrapped his hand around my waist.

"Ethan?" a girl's voice spoke, it wasn't mine.

**Go away, whoever you are. I'm about to have my first kiss…with Ethan Craft! It's like a dream; please don't let me be asleep!!**

He span his head round and pushed me away as quick as he could. "Kate! Looking fine, as always!" His eyes darted up and down from her low cut top to her belt of a mini-skirt.

**Hey, that's my line, you say that to me not Kate. I'm your kiss, let me on the love train! Ethan?**

I stood in the hallway as Ethan embraced Kate and kissed her gently on the lips. This party was going to be anything but a blast, I was just going to get pushed to the side, it wouldn't surprise me if everyone thought it was Lizzie's party and gave her the credit! Ethan and Kate moved through to the living room and started on the snacks, while I invited in the rest of the guests. Nervously I moved from person to person, asking if they were okay and offering to refill their punch. Lizzie and Gordo didn't arrive until about half an hour into the party. I ran up to them, giving Lizzie a quick hug and Gordo a peck on the cheek, something I'd never done before.

"Where the hell have you guys been? I've been peeing myself, it's scary running a party by yourse…." I cut off. Someone stepped out from behind Lizzie, he was just taller than her and looked about my age. He wore a purple jacket, black shirt and black trousers. He had brown, fairly curly hair highlighted with blonde around the front and tips. His skin had an olive tint to it, and his eyes were covered with a pair of trendy, dark shades. His smile made my knees buckle and my hand quivered as I introduced myself. "Hi, welcome to my party. I'm Miranda, you are?"

"This is my neighbour's cousin's friend's brother.." Gordo stammered, desperate to cut in. I threw him a 'don't ruin my moment with this amazingly gorgeous guy' look.

"Lawrence" the boy spoke with a low, husky voice. He took my hand in his and kissed it, I blushed.

"Why have I never met you before?" I asked with a pout.

"I'm never usually invited to these kind of things, I'm considered too much of a geek."

"You? No way, you're way too hot to be a geek!" I slipped.

"Excuse me?" Lawrence interrupted, though I knew he heard perfectly well what I had said.

"Um… want to dance?" Before he had chance to reply I grabbed his hand and led him onto the dance floor, oblivious of the worried looks passed between him, Gordo and Lizzie.

As we stepped up to the middle, the music changed. The fast dance rhythm was replaced with a slow, romantic one. I placed my arms round Lawrence's neck and he rested his hands on my waist. We spoke little, just enjoyed each other's presence. Towards the end of the song he moved his forehead against mine, I could feel his breath against my face, I smiled to myself. This was it, this was my moment. I pulled up my head, he followed. Throughout the dance our bodies had closed in together so our faces were centimetres apart. Lawrence raised one of his hands to his shades.

"I think you should see who I am."

I was too sure on the moment to be puzzled, I linked my hand into his and kept it on the side of his face.

"I like a man of mystery." I whispered, shocking myself with the line. He smiled, I smiled. The music faded and everyone around us became a blur, although I couldn't see his eyes, I still stared straight into them. His head tilted and he leant towards me, I had never been kissed before but I seemed to know what to do. I closed my eyes and felt his lips bump mine, I pulled him closer to me and his hand moved from my waist to my back as the kiss became more passionate. The song came to a close and everyone's attention moved from their partners to the couple kissing in the centre of the room. Half of that couple was me, Miranda Sanchez, it was my first kiss and I didn't care who was watching.