Deep Blue Something

Chapter One: Last day

Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire. I do however own Parker's thoughts and any unfamiliar characters to the Lizzie McGuire series.

Notes: Rated PG-13. Takes place during the summer between 9th and 10th grade and is in Parker's POV.

I sat tapping my pencil rhythmically as I tried to figure out the last question to the Global History final exam. I had half an hour to figure this out.

"What were city dwellers in the Middle Ages called?"

A) Burgers

B) Dwellers

C) Townies

D) City Folk

I bit my pencil nervously as I looked at my answer sheet. I needed to pass this test, if not, I would have to go to summer school and I wouldn't be able to go on vacation with my family to Daytona Beach, and would have to spend the summer with my Aunt Sherrie. As much as I love my Aunt Sherrie, she is the most boring person on the face of the earth.

Gordo and Larry Tudgeman went up to the teacher's desk and handed in their tests. They tried to beat one another to see who was going to hand in their test first. They kept elbowing each other, until finally Ms. Johnson rolled her eyes and grabbed both of the tests. They both walked back to their seats while glancing at each other hatefully. Gordo returned to his seat in back of me and put his head down on the desk.

Soon, a whole flock of students went up to the teacher's desk with their tests. I looked up at the clock nervously and circled shaded in the "A" bubble on my test and ran up to the desk and handed in my test.

"How do you think you did on the test, Ms. McKenzie," Ms. Johnson asked as she lowered her glasses.

"I hope I did well, I really don't want to go to summer school," I said nervously.

She raised an eyebrow, "Well, I really wouldn't want you to go to summer school. I'm sure you have plans."

I smiled meekly and went back to my seat. Several students were engaged in a deep conversation about who was having the more exclusive vacation. Why did they care? As long as you get out of Hill Ridge for awhile, it's all good. Hill Ridge is a very small town that borders Jefferson, another small town. A long time ago, Hill Ridge was a farming community until more and more people came and it became a very small suburb with a population of around 1,047 give or take a few people who manage to get out of this town.

I felt someone tap my back and I turned around to see Gordo holding a pencil.

"Here's your pencil back," he smiled as he handed me the pencil back. "So, where are you going on vacation?"

I sighed sadly, "Well, if I passed this test, I'm going to Daytona Beach with my mom, dad, and annoying sister, Maddy. How are things with you and Lizzie?"

"Eh, not so good, we kind of broke off the relationship. It was a mutual agreement. Now she's going out with Mike Trenton. It's kind of awkward between us, but hey, Rome does that to you," he chuckled.

"I wouldn't know. Nothing happened to me in Rome. I got to share a room with Veruca, and the most exciting thing that happened was during the sight seeing tour, Veruca twisted her ankle on the Spanish steps," I chuckled as I put a strand of my brown hair behind my ear.

The bell rang and I walked out of the classroom with Gordo tagging along behind me. I was happy to get out of the school and not come back until September. It was magnificent, absolutely magnificent.

"Are you taking the bus," he asked.

"Nah, I walk home. You want to come with? It gets kind of lonely walking by myself," I asked flirtatiously. Snap out of it Parker! What are you doing? Yes, you did have a little crush on Gordo while you were in Rome, but now you have moved on! I mentally slapped myself.

"Uh, okay, your house is near the Digital Bean, right? I'm meeting Lizzie and Miranda there for a last day of school celebration," he informed me.

"Yeah, it's a few minutes away," I said nervously as I readjusted the shoulder strap of my purple messenger bag on my shoulder.

I looked up at the light blue sky and the sun beams felt warm on my face. It was really hot out, but it had felt warmer in the school because Ms. Johnson's room doesn't have air conditioning. The elementary kids that had come home earlier were playing kickball in the street, while others were drawing on the sidewalk with pastel chalk, and a few were engaged in a water balloon fight. The boys were attacking the girls with the balloons as the girls ran away in fear. I guess all of those boys either liked the girls they were chasing or were trying to protect their masculinity.

"Remember the good old days where summer was an endless fun fest," Gordo asked as he stopped to look at the children.

I spotted my sister among the bunch of kids playing kickball. She ran towards home base with the intent of scoring a point, sadly, I was going to ruin that.

"Maddy! I'm making lunch! You have to come home," I screamed on the top of my lungs.

Maddy stood there with her hands on her hips as she shot me the dirtiest look she could.

"Can you wait here," I asked Gordo as I walked over towards my sister. He nodded and stood up against the stop sign.

I hurried over to the kickball game and progress as the fourth graders stared at me as I walked over towards my sister. They all made a straight line for me to walk in as I found my sister dancing on home base.

"Maddy, you have to come home, I'm supposed to be watching you," I said as I grabbed her arm.

She sighed and rolled her eyes, "There's a tie! I want to see who wins!"

"If you don't come home now, I'm going to tell mom you were the one who broke the vase last week when I had my party. Now, c'mon," I said as I dragged her away from the kickball game.

I walked over to where Gordo who was watching the water balloon fight going on. Maddy tried to get free from my grip.

"Let me go Parker," she squealed.

I looked at Gordo, "You are so lucky you're an only child."

"It's kind of lonely though, I don't know what I'd do with out Lizzie or Miranda," he said as we started walking again.

"So, Maddy, how old are you," he asked.

"Ten, who are you," she asked as she eyed him suspiciously.

"My name is Gordo, I'm Parker's friend," he said.

Maddy's eyes lit up with curiosity and they had an evil shine to them. I glared at her and mouthed, "Don't say anything".

She sighed as she walked with us. I kept on looking at Gordo, trying to figure out what to say to him. I couldn't find the words to say to him. I've been battling feelings for him since eight grade. I thought I liked him, but then I rejected him for being short and ended up going to the dance with Ethan Craft. Why Ethan asked me, I honestly don't know. I always had thought that Ethan had a thing for Kate, regardless of how she treated him. Ethan well, Ethan couldn't dance for the life of him, unless he was trying to either do an interpretive dance or break dance. I don't know.

I went crawling back to Gordo after realizing how much of an idiot I was. He seemed to have gotten over the whole ordeal and was nice enough to accept my apology and let me dance with him.

Here I am, after nearly a year after the beginning of my battle, am still fighting it. It's not easy really; there are times when I regret having feelings for Gordo because of what I had done in the past. I rejected him and then went crawling back to him. I seriously don't know what I want.

Maybe my alone time on this vacation will help me sort out my issues, if I even go that is.

I'll just have to wait and see.

[A/N: So, how did you like this? I think it's alright, but who am I to judge? It's my story. Anyway, please review with your thoughts. Thank you.]