Mr. Big Shot
(I know they did the graduation at the end of the movie, but I wanted to make my own version, so don't sue me. Also, it get's better, I promise.)
Chapter 1: I Promise…
Lizzie sat in her room for a full five hours looking for the perfect outfit. Her high-school graduation was today, and it had to be perfect. How often do you get to graduate high-school? She thought to herself. After throwing another five or six pairs of shirts on her floor, she decided to go with the blue tank-top that read "Drama Queen", and a pair of pants with rhinestone on them, with black platform shoes. She then proceded to put her hair up in a lose pony-tail.
She patted Matt's head on her way out, kissed her parents, and left. Today, instead of taking the bus to meet Miranda and Gordo, she decided to take the car. She settled into the drivers side, and threw her purse and yearbook across the seat, driving off to school. After passing half the town, she stopped at the high-school. Hillridge, to be exact.
The first person she saw when she entered the school was Kate. Of course, she didn't have a snide remark today, since she and Lizzie decided to put aside their differences for today. After making her way to her locker, she saw Gordo standing on the other side. Waving to him, she fixed his tie. It wasn't often you saw Gordo in a Tie, so she had to make him look good.
"Where's Miranda?" Lizzie asked.
"She said something about her hair, and ran off. Probably fixing her hair." Answered Gordo in his usual manner.
"Oh." She answered. "Well if that's the case, then this is an obvious disaster. I have to help her!"
"Whatever," Gordo whispered. Today would be the day…He knew it.
Later on at the Digital Bean…
"Lizzie, I can't believe you got "Prettiest Eyes", I was so looking to get that." Mumbled Miranda over her Tea. Larry was sitting beside her, they had planned to move to Vegas together.
"Hey, Guys, I have a question," stated Gordo. "How are we going to remember each other? I mean, we always had school to keep us bound together, so what's to say we won't forget?"
"Let's make a promise!" Answered Lizzie excitedly.
"A promise? What kind?" asked Larry.
"Repeat after me: From here to eternity, My friends I will keep. With this bracelet, I will never forget. I solemnly swear I will remember this day, when we go our separate ways." Alleged Lizzie.
"I agree!" they all said. Miranda, who sat up all night weaving bracelets, gave one to each of the people. "I hope we never forget. What we had here was so amazing…I just can't see it any other way."
"I totally agree, Miranda. I heard that Ethan and Kate are engaged. I'm so happy for them. I can't believe I liked that brainless monster." Whispered Lizzie.
"Oh, guys," started Larry, "Meet us at the lake tonight at 5. We want to have a special ceremony so you never forget us!"
"Sounds good," answered Gordo. "As long as I can take the tie off."
"It'll be just us 4, so whatever makes you feel happy." confirmed Miranda.
"So," asked Gordo over the cackling of the camp-fire. "Where does everyone plan to go after this?"
"I don't know," answered Larry. "possibly into writing. What about you, Miranda?"
"I was thinking of fashion design…" She looked around, then at the other two. "I Heard Lizzie was going into a career of singing. Where is she, anyway?"
"She had to leave early, her flight was at 4:00, so she couldn't make it. Shame, really." Answered Larry.
Gordo looked down at the ground, the ring in his pocket would forever be abandon. He then looked at the bracelet around his wrist. She won't forget me…will she?
"Anyway, Larry and I have to leave to go to Vegas. I'll miss you, Gordo." Whispered Miranda. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, then left. Larry shook his hand. Gordo felt abandon now…there was no one for him. The only person he ever loved had left in a flurry of dreams and feathers.
He decided to stop by Lizzie's house.
Lizzie's brother Matt came to the door, he was now 15. He looked more mature, but lord knows he wasn't. "Oh, hey, Gordo."
"Hey Matt. I was hoping I could catch Lizzie, did she leave?"
"Yeah. Her plane left about 5 minutes ago. I have her cell-phone number, but she wouldn't like it if I told anyone. She wanted a fresh start. But she did want me to give you this note." Matt dug in his pocket and found a folded note. He handed it to Gordo, who was amazed that she got it in the shape of a heart.
"Thanks Matt." He said. He then left the house and went to his car in a hurry.
Matt closed the door and leaned against it. "No, thank you, Gordo. For making my sister the happiest girl alive."
"Mom, have you seen my camera?" asked Gordo to his mom.
"Yes, it's on the floor of the hall closet." She answered.
He grabbed his camera and went up to his room closing the door behind him. He carefully unfolded the note, and smoothed it out. It was written in her favorite pink pen. The glittery one. He read it over once, then again to make sure he heard right.
"Gordo,
I'm sorry I didn't get to say goodbye. It was the plane! I had to leave early to catch it. I know we made a vow to never forget each other, but In my case, I think it's best that I do. It breaks my heart to say this, but I just can't love a friend. I can't do it. Larry told me about the ring, and I know you wanted it more then anything else, but I can't get past the fact that my most reliable friend, liked me. Even after all the fights. David Gordon, I'm so happy that you made me the luckiest girl alive, but I can't accept that you wanted to go past a friendship. As much as I appretiate all you've done for me. I hope you make it as a movie director. I know it's been your dream since forever.
Lots of Love,
Elizabeth McGuire"
For some reason, Gordo seemed to know what she felt. He couldn't stay and worry about it, though, he had to leave. He gathered all his bags, threw them in the car and left for the airport. What he didn't know, was her plane departed the exact same time as his. He cried himself to sleep…
On the other end of the world, Elizabeth McGuire did the same. Hoping secretly that he understood what she was feeling.
Maybe Matt didn't give him the note. She knew Gordo would go to her house after the pic-nic, but she didn't want to break his heart face to face.
He called Miranda and Larry only to get her voice mail. All he could think of to say was: "How could you, Larry?"
He knew the answer. He would say it was for the best. It was like him to say that. He didn't bother to leave a number. He didn't even bother to leave anything else. No apology…nothing. He couldn't do it. It broke his heart. What heart he had left, anyway.
Ok, this is the first installment. I hop you like it. Please, read and review!
