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A/N: I know the chapters are short, but I will update them very quickly! Hope you enjoy this story.
CHAPTER 14
LIZZIE'S POV:
When morning came, we went to my mom and dad's room. We had made our decision with a night's deliberation and some forced help from Gordo. Isabella insisted that he'd be there in the room to help us make the right choice.
Last night was hard when Isabella left. Gordo and I hardly said anything to each other. I was so much in shock about what he said that I couldn't do much or say much, but think about what he said. Kate had told me that Gordo liked me, but it's a different thing hearing it from Gordo. That's all I could think about.
Isabella knocked on the door, and my mom answered. "Oh! My two babies! Come in!" she exclaimed very happy to see us. We grabbed a seat on the bed. "Your dad will be back soon.he went to go get something to eat. Matt went with him. I told him to get room service because that would be nicer, but he insisted on going out to a restaurant," she said shaking her head. "What about you Mrs. Mc...uh, mama? Why didn't you go with them?" asked Isabella. That word she just said stung me. It rang in my brain. She called MY mom "mama." I guess this would take some getting used to.
"Oh I just called room service and they delivered my food. I didn't feel like going out this morning," she said. "How's Gordo?" she asked me. Oh. Gordo. Hmm. Well, he just told me that he LOVED me and I told him I don't feel the same and he told me that he'd wait for my feelings to change and I didn't know what to think after that and now we are not speaking to each other!
"Oh, he's doing great, mom," I replied in an attempted cheerful tone. "Honey, is something wrong? You don't sound very happy. Did you and Gordo have a...fight?" she asked looking all concerned. Oh goody. Why do parents always sense something is wrong and why are they usually right? They just want to snoop, snoop, and snoop some more.
I tried to hide my feelings inside and said, "E-e-everything's doing fine with me and Gordo. We're the best of friends as always. I-I-I'm very happy, n-n-nothing's wrong." I hoped I sounded convincing. Isabella glanced at me. "Lizzie. I know something's wrong. Tell me," she demanded in a nice tone. Isabella looked uncomfortable and said, "Mama, can I talk to Lizzie for a minute please?" "Ok, honey," she said and went into another room.
"Lizzie. Why do you not tell your mom what happened?" she asked. Didn't she get it? "Isabella. I don't tell my mom everything. I only tell her what I feel like is her business," I said rather rudely I discovered after it came out. "All your mom wants to do is help you, and give you a listening ear for your problems. I have been waiting all my life for a mom to share my thoughts with and get advice. Take the advantage or should I say blessing of having a mom to talk to," she said. "I do talk to her, but this is hard to talk about what Gordo said to me," I said. I felt my face starting to get hot. I didn't want Isabella telling me what to do and being a normal sister. "I don't wanna talk about it OK!!!!" I yelled. "Ok. That's fine. Are you ready to tell your mom our decision?" she asked. I gulped and nodded.
"Mama!" she asked. My mom came and she sat down near us. "Yes, dears?" she asked. Isabella nodded towards me to speak. "W-w-we have something to tell you. W-we made our decision," I said.
A/N: Keep on reviewing! C'mon, please review! Please let me know whatcha think of my story. Please review! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! There are only going to be three more chapters left I think so please let me know if you like it so far. Thanks to the people who have reviewed so far. The more I get input the faster the next chapter will appear. Thanx to all my reviewers! Have a great day!
A/N: I know the chapters are short, but I will update them very quickly! Hope you enjoy this story.
CHAPTER 14
LIZZIE'S POV:
When morning came, we went to my mom and dad's room. We had made our decision with a night's deliberation and some forced help from Gordo. Isabella insisted that he'd be there in the room to help us make the right choice.
Last night was hard when Isabella left. Gordo and I hardly said anything to each other. I was so much in shock about what he said that I couldn't do much or say much, but think about what he said. Kate had told me that Gordo liked me, but it's a different thing hearing it from Gordo. That's all I could think about.
Isabella knocked on the door, and my mom answered. "Oh! My two babies! Come in!" she exclaimed very happy to see us. We grabbed a seat on the bed. "Your dad will be back soon.he went to go get something to eat. Matt went with him. I told him to get room service because that would be nicer, but he insisted on going out to a restaurant," she said shaking her head. "What about you Mrs. Mc...uh, mama? Why didn't you go with them?" asked Isabella. That word she just said stung me. It rang in my brain. She called MY mom "mama." I guess this would take some getting used to.
"Oh I just called room service and they delivered my food. I didn't feel like going out this morning," she said. "How's Gordo?" she asked me. Oh. Gordo. Hmm. Well, he just told me that he LOVED me and I told him I don't feel the same and he told me that he'd wait for my feelings to change and I didn't know what to think after that and now we are not speaking to each other!
"Oh, he's doing great, mom," I replied in an attempted cheerful tone. "Honey, is something wrong? You don't sound very happy. Did you and Gordo have a...fight?" she asked looking all concerned. Oh goody. Why do parents always sense something is wrong and why are they usually right? They just want to snoop, snoop, and snoop some more.
I tried to hide my feelings inside and said, "E-e-everything's doing fine with me and Gordo. We're the best of friends as always. I-I-I'm very happy, n-n-nothing's wrong." I hoped I sounded convincing. Isabella glanced at me. "Lizzie. I know something's wrong. Tell me," she demanded in a nice tone. Isabella looked uncomfortable and said, "Mama, can I talk to Lizzie for a minute please?" "Ok, honey," she said and went into another room.
"Lizzie. Why do you not tell your mom what happened?" she asked. Didn't she get it? "Isabella. I don't tell my mom everything. I only tell her what I feel like is her business," I said rather rudely I discovered after it came out. "All your mom wants to do is help you, and give you a listening ear for your problems. I have been waiting all my life for a mom to share my thoughts with and get advice. Take the advantage or should I say blessing of having a mom to talk to," she said. "I do talk to her, but this is hard to talk about what Gordo said to me," I said. I felt my face starting to get hot. I didn't want Isabella telling me what to do and being a normal sister. "I don't wanna talk about it OK!!!!" I yelled. "Ok. That's fine. Are you ready to tell your mom our decision?" she asked. I gulped and nodded.
"Mama!" she asked. My mom came and she sat down near us. "Yes, dears?" she asked. Isabella nodded towards me to speak. "W-w-we have something to tell you. W-we made our decision," I said.
A/N: Keep on reviewing! C'mon, please review! Please let me know whatcha think of my story. Please review! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! There are only going to be three more chapters left I think so please let me know if you like it so far. Thanks to the people who have reviewed so far. The more I get input the faster the next chapter will appear. Thanx to all my reviewers! Have a great day!