"I can't believe that our parents are actually letting us do this."
The trio were in the driveway of Lizzie Mcguire's home, packing the many bags that Lizzie had into the trunk of Gordo's car.
"When they say road trip, Lizzie, you are supposed to pack light," Gordo remarked, as he tried to shove her third suitcase into his car.
"C'mon, Gordo. I only packed the necessities."
As Gordo finally shut the trunk, he stood up to find himself looking at the face of his best friend since birth. For as long as he could remember, he had secretly pined for Lizzie, but was too scared to tell her. He knew that he should tell her, for it was the summer before college.
Gordo had decided that he was going to find some way to tell her on this trip. Miranda, Lizzie, and Gordo were going to take a road trip to celebrate high school graduation and college.
"Gordo, Earth to Gordo."
With Miranda's comment, Gordo soon snapped out of his dream-like haze.
"What were you thinking about?" Lizzie asked, as she climbed into the front seat of Gordo's car.
"Stuff. I just can't believe that this August, I will be in a whole other state, at NYU."
"We can worry about that later, Gordo. This road trip is supposed to be fun," Miranda exclaimed.
Lizzie looked back on her house, and remarked, "Guys, let's go."
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An hour later, Gordo looked at the clock in his car.
"Let's stop. I'm hungry."
Miranda, awakening from her deep sleep, replied, "You are always hungry."
"I am the driver," Gordo retorted. "I get to choose when and where we stop."
He pulled into the next exit, and drove until they reached the nearest town. Gordo pulled his car into a place that looked like there would be somewhere to eat.
"The Promenade," Lizzie read aloud. "Looks like fun. Where are we anyways?"
Gordo traced the route he had taken on his map.
"Glen Oak, California."
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The trio were in the driveway of Lizzie Mcguire's home, packing the many bags that Lizzie had into the trunk of Gordo's car.
"When they say road trip, Lizzie, you are supposed to pack light," Gordo remarked, as he tried to shove her third suitcase into his car.
"C'mon, Gordo. I only packed the necessities."
As Gordo finally shut the trunk, he stood up to find himself looking at the face of his best friend since birth. For as long as he could remember, he had secretly pined for Lizzie, but was too scared to tell her. He knew that he should tell her, for it was the summer before college.
Gordo had decided that he was going to find some way to tell her on this trip. Miranda, Lizzie, and Gordo were going to take a road trip to celebrate high school graduation and college.
"Gordo, Earth to Gordo."
With Miranda's comment, Gordo soon snapped out of his dream-like haze.
"What were you thinking about?" Lizzie asked, as she climbed into the front seat of Gordo's car.
"Stuff. I just can't believe that this August, I will be in a whole other state, at NYU."
"We can worry about that later, Gordo. This road trip is supposed to be fun," Miranda exclaimed.
Lizzie looked back on her house, and remarked, "Guys, let's go."
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An hour later, Gordo looked at the clock in his car.
"Let's stop. I'm hungry."
Miranda, awakening from her deep sleep, replied, "You are always hungry."
"I am the driver," Gordo retorted. "I get to choose when and where we stop."
He pulled into the next exit, and drove until they reached the nearest town. Gordo pulled his car into a place that looked like there would be somewhere to eat.
"The Promenade," Lizzie read aloud. "Looks like fun. Where are we anyways?"
Gordo traced the route he had taken on his map.
"Glen Oak, California."
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