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David Gordon gazed up at the sky, brilliant with stars, like diamonds on black velvet. They were never so bright, or so numerous, back home. But here, in forest clearing more than a five-mile hike and two hours by car away from civilization, they were amazing. They reminded him of Lizzie. Nearly everything beautiful reminded him of Lizzie. But here, surrounded by glorious magnificence, he couldn't help but wish it was Lizzie instead of her brother Matt, in the sleeping bag next to him. He sighed.
As if reading his mind, Matt inquired, "Are you ever going to tell her, Gordo?"
"Am I ever going to tell whom, what?" Matt reading his mind was a bit too much for Gordo. Was he that transparent? What if everyone could just read his thoughts? What if Lizzie…
Lizzie. She, along with Miranda, had been his best friends for as long as he could remember. Actually, Miranda was a little more recent, but he had known Lizzie all his life. He had seen her at her worst, and at her best. They had done everything together, talked about everything together, gone through everything together. Lizzie and Miranda were normal girls, interested in guys (especially Ethan Craft), popularity, and fashion. Gordo was something of a loner, interested in everything but guys,(he preferred girls) popularity, and fashion. But somehow they fit together just right. Then one day in 7th grade, Gordo had a revelation. He saw Lizzie kiss another guy, and he felt as if someone had just punched him in the gut. In one blindingly clear moment, he knew that he loved Lizzie McGuire, and that he always would.
For a few insane minutes, he considered letting Lizzie in on his secret. But he realized that neither one of them were ready for what it might mean. If she didn't feel the same way, and she almost certainly didn't (she was always swooning over Ethan, not over him), it would make things very awkward between them. And in the unlikely event that she did, it would make things uncomfortable in their friendship with Miranda. He decided that a possibly short Jr. High romance wasn't worth losing a lifelong friendship. So he kept it to himself. Now, five years later, they were Seniors in High School, and he was still in love with Lizzie, only more so than ever, but he had never told anyone. Never. So, how could Matt be aware of it?
"Oh, come on Gordo! You've been in love with my sister for at least five years now. Are you ever going to tell her?" Matt persisted. He was a pest when he was a kid, but Gordo had always liked him. Gordo was an only child, and it was fun to hang with Matt sometimes and play big brother. Now 14, Matt had turned into a pretty cool kid.
"What makes you think…Oh forget it! Matt, she's going out with Ethan, her dream man now." He made a face when he said it, but that was lost on Matt, since he too was looking up at the sky. "I don't think she would welcome the news."
"Oh, god, that moron with the two brain cell syndrome? You don't honestly think he's going to keep her interest for long, do you? I mean, he's ok, but he couldn't keep up his end of an intelligent conversation with a marshmallow."
"Two brain cell syndrome?"
"Yeah, you know – two brain cells. One is lost, and the other is out looking for it"
"Cute. But I don't think his brain is what she's interested in." Gordo was glum.
David Gordon gazed up at the sky, brilliant with stars, like diamonds on black velvet. They were never so bright, or so numerous, back home. But here, in forest clearing more than a five-mile hike and two hours by car away from civilization, they were amazing. They reminded him of Lizzie. Nearly everything beautiful reminded him of Lizzie. But here, surrounded by glorious magnificence, he couldn't help but wish it was Lizzie instead of her brother Matt, in the sleeping bag next to him. He sighed.
As if reading his mind, Matt inquired, "Are you ever going to tell her, Gordo?"
"Am I ever going to tell whom, what?" Matt reading his mind was a bit too much for Gordo. Was he that transparent? What if everyone could just read his thoughts? What if Lizzie…
Lizzie. She, along with Miranda, had been his best friends for as long as he could remember. Actually, Miranda was a little more recent, but he had known Lizzie all his life. He had seen her at her worst, and at her best. They had done everything together, talked about everything together, gone through everything together. Lizzie and Miranda were normal girls, interested in guys (especially Ethan Craft), popularity, and fashion. Gordo was something of a loner, interested in everything but guys,(he preferred girls) popularity, and fashion. But somehow they fit together just right. Then one day in 7th grade, Gordo had a revelation. He saw Lizzie kiss another guy, and he felt as if someone had just punched him in the gut. In one blindingly clear moment, he knew that he loved Lizzie McGuire, and that he always would.
For a few insane minutes, he considered letting Lizzie in on his secret. But he realized that neither one of them were ready for what it might mean. If she didn't feel the same way, and she almost certainly didn't (she was always swooning over Ethan, not over him), it would make things very awkward between them. And in the unlikely event that she did, it would make things uncomfortable in their friendship with Miranda. He decided that a possibly short Jr. High romance wasn't worth losing a lifelong friendship. So he kept it to himself. Now, five years later, they were Seniors in High School, and he was still in love with Lizzie, only more so than ever, but he had never told anyone. Never. So, how could Matt be aware of it?
"Oh, come on Gordo! You've been in love with my sister for at least five years now. Are you ever going to tell her?" Matt persisted. He was a pest when he was a kid, but Gordo had always liked him. Gordo was an only child, and it was fun to hang with Matt sometimes and play big brother. Now 14, Matt had turned into a pretty cool kid.
"What makes you think…Oh forget it! Matt, she's going out with Ethan, her dream man now." He made a face when he said it, but that was lost on Matt, since he too was looking up at the sky. "I don't think she would welcome the news."
"Oh, god, that moron with the two brain cell syndrome? You don't honestly think he's going to keep her interest for long, do you? I mean, he's ok, but he couldn't keep up his end of an intelligent conversation with a marshmallow."
"Two brain cell syndrome?"
"Yeah, you know – two brain cells. One is lost, and the other is out looking for it"
"Cute. But I don't think his brain is what she's interested in." Gordo was glum.