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Setting: Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo's high school, senior year.
Situation: Well, you'll see!
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"Hey Miranda! Miranda! I wanted to know if..." Lizzie yelled across the halls of her high school.
"Back off, loser." Miranda said.
"I just wanted you to sign my yearbook! We used to be such good friends!" Lizzie said.
"Listen. The key words there are USED to be. We aren't anymore. Now, why don't you and Gordo go mess around?"
"That was harsh, Miranda. You know how I feel. At least you used to." Lizzie said, tears forming in her eyes.
"I think you're finally catching on!" Miranda said, pinching Lizzie's cheek. "P.S., McGuire. Take a look
at your 'man' now" Miranda pointed over to Gordo's locker, where he was making out with his new girlfriend,
Francesca.
"You're horrible, Miranda. You know that?" Lizzie said.
"Thanks, McGuire. Now, if you would please leave me alone, I have cheerleading practice. Later loser!"
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"Hey, darling! How was school?" Jo McGuire asked Lizzie.
"Fine. I'm going to finish up my application to Brown University. I'll be in my room."
"Okay darling!" Jo said, completly oblivious to the hurt in her daughter's voice.
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"Hello?" Lizzie asked, picking up the phone.
"Lizzie?" It was Gordo.
"Gordo? What's up?"
"I just wanted to ask you...do you like me?"
"What? Are you?"
"Listen, Francesca just broke up with me. She said she couldn't deal with us 'flirting all the time'. Do you like me?"
This was her chance. Her chance to tell him how much she really loved him and needed him.
"HA! NO! You're my best friend! We've known each other forever. Why would I like you after I knew
all know about you?" She blew it. What she really wanted to say was:
"HELL YES! I love you, David Gordon. Always have, always will. I need you to be in my life."
"Oh...okay. Well, I've been thinking it over, and I really like you Lizzie. But if you don't feel the same..."
What? Was Elizabeth McGuire hearing the man she had always thought she was going to marry telling her he wanted to be
with her...and she told him she didn't like him?
"Lizzie!" Jo yelled from downstairs.
Lizzie lifted her head from her desk and looked around. It was all a dream? That was it? Gordo and Francesca didn't
break up?
"Damn." She said to herself. "Coming mom!" She yelled out her room. She tidied up her desk and went downstairs for dinner.
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"So, Lizzie, do you and Gordo have your valedictorian and salutitorian speeches finished for graduation yet?" Sam McGuire asked.
"I don't know if Gordo has his done, daddy. But the thing is, I've been kind of preoccupied lately. Sorry."
"Don't apologize. You have a lot on you. I don't blame you for not having it done. Lizzie, if I were you,
I'd be up there at graduation pulling the speech out of my--"
"SAM!" Jo yelled.
"What? I'd pull the speech out of my..." Sam stopped mid-sentence when he noticed the look Jo was giving him.
"Do have anything at all, Liz?"
"Umm...no, not yet. Can I be excused? I need to get out." Lizzie said. Her parents gave her a 'What's wrong?' look.
"SO many applications done, so many more to do...I just need to get out and relax."
"Not too late. I want you to finish making a list of people who you think will write you a recommendation, okay?" Jo said.
"Yes, mom. I won't be back too late. 8:00 at the latest. Love you."
"Love you, too. Have fun!" Jo said.
"Oh...I will." Lizzie replied as she walked out of the house.
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Setting: Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo's high school, senior year.
Situation: Well, you'll see!
----
"Hey Miranda! Miranda! I wanted to know if..." Lizzie yelled across the halls of her high school.
"Back off, loser." Miranda said.
"I just wanted you to sign my yearbook! We used to be such good friends!" Lizzie said.
"Listen. The key words there are USED to be. We aren't anymore. Now, why don't you and Gordo go mess around?"
"That was harsh, Miranda. You know how I feel. At least you used to." Lizzie said, tears forming in her eyes.
"I think you're finally catching on!" Miranda said, pinching Lizzie's cheek. "P.S., McGuire. Take a look
at your 'man' now" Miranda pointed over to Gordo's locker, where he was making out with his new girlfriend,
Francesca.
"You're horrible, Miranda. You know that?" Lizzie said.
"Thanks, McGuire. Now, if you would please leave me alone, I have cheerleading practice. Later loser!"
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"Hey, darling! How was school?" Jo McGuire asked Lizzie.
"Fine. I'm going to finish up my application to Brown University. I'll be in my room."
"Okay darling!" Jo said, completly oblivious to the hurt in her daughter's voice.
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"Hello?" Lizzie asked, picking up the phone.
"Lizzie?" It was Gordo.
"Gordo? What's up?"
"I just wanted to ask you...do you like me?"
"What? Are you?"
"Listen, Francesca just broke up with me. She said she couldn't deal with us 'flirting all the time'. Do you like me?"
This was her chance. Her chance to tell him how much she really loved him and needed him.
"HA! NO! You're my best friend! We've known each other forever. Why would I like you after I knew
all know about you?" She blew it. What she really wanted to say was:
"HELL YES! I love you, David Gordon. Always have, always will. I need you to be in my life."
"Oh...okay. Well, I've been thinking it over, and I really like you Lizzie. But if you don't feel the same..."
What? Was Elizabeth McGuire hearing the man she had always thought she was going to marry telling her he wanted to be
with her...and she told him she didn't like him?
"Lizzie!" Jo yelled from downstairs.
Lizzie lifted her head from her desk and looked around. It was all a dream? That was it? Gordo and Francesca didn't
break up?
"Damn." She said to herself. "Coming mom!" She yelled out her room. She tidied up her desk and went downstairs for dinner.
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"So, Lizzie, do you and Gordo have your valedictorian and salutitorian speeches finished for graduation yet?" Sam McGuire asked.
"I don't know if Gordo has his done, daddy. But the thing is, I've been kind of preoccupied lately. Sorry."
"Don't apologize. You have a lot on you. I don't blame you for not having it done. Lizzie, if I were you,
I'd be up there at graduation pulling the speech out of my--"
"SAM!" Jo yelled.
"What? I'd pull the speech out of my..." Sam stopped mid-sentence when he noticed the look Jo was giving him.
"Do have anything at all, Liz?"
"Umm...no, not yet. Can I be excused? I need to get out." Lizzie said. Her parents gave her a 'What's wrong?' look.
"SO many applications done, so many more to do...I just need to get out and relax."
"Not too late. I want you to finish making a list of people who you think will write you a recommendation, okay?" Jo said.
"Yes, mom. I won't be back too late. 8:00 at the latest. Love you."
"Love you, too. Have fun!" Jo said.
"Oh...I will." Lizzie replied as she walked out of the house.
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