Lizzie sat on her bed, feeling very upset with herself. Lizzie, you're in high school. Why can't you ever realize that? Stupid fights with your friends are just plain immature!
Toon Lizzie: I just got over being mad at Gordo. And here I went and screwed things up again!
Yet Gordo was thinking that he was the one who screwed things up. But neither one of them wanted to admit that they'd been wrong, even though they both were really sorry. And now that Gordo was moving, it would be even harder for them to patch things up.
The Gordon's went to the closing on the house, and Gordo's parents were excited. Gordo, on the other hand, was not at all. The very next day they moved into it.
"Why so soon, Mom? Aren't we rushing things?" He asked with a sigh.
"Gordo, I was trying to do Mrs. McGuire a favor. We've been staying with them much too long. I think we've outworn our welcome!" She replied, arranging the few things she had for the house.
Although Mr. Gordon had just started working recently, Mrs. Gordon insisted they go shopping. "We can't just be living in a blank house!" She told him, and Mr. Gordon agreed.
"You want to come along, David?" He asked.
"No thanks." Gordo mumbled, and went up to his new room. He needed to talk to someone about his troubles. He looked at Miranda's house from his window. Maybe she can help me. It's worth a try. He thought to himself. He walked over to her house, and knocked on the door.
Miranda and opened it. "What do you want?" She asked with a scowl. She was still upset at Gordo.
"Look, I know you're mad, but I need to talk to someone. We're best friends... at least... we used to be. Do you have a second?" Gordo asked her.
She stood in thought for a moment. "Well... okay. Come on in." They walked inside, and Mrs. Sanchez greeted Gordo.
"It's so nice to see you again. Are you enjoying you're new home?"
"Uh, yeah." Gordo lied. How can I be enjoying it at a time like this? He thought as he tried to look cheerful. Mrs. Sanchez smiled, and went into the kitchen were she was making dinner.
Miranda led Gordo to the living room, and they sat down on a couch. "So what's up?" Miranda asked, twirling a strand of her dark hair around her finger.
"Well..." Gordo started off. He started explaining from the very beginning, and just kept going on and on. He told her about liking Lizzie (Miranda interrupting and saying "I knew it!", and then let him continue), to thinking how pretty Lizzie looked when he saw her on the first day of high school, to being in almost all her classes, going to the D.B. with her and being kidnapped, getting amnesia and finally remembering her, almost telling her how he felt on his porch, going to the library and almost telling her then, too... and everything else right up to the fight they'd had.
"Wow." Miranda said when he was finally finished, not really knowing what to say.
"I don't know what to do. Even if I told her how I feel, she won't feel the same. She's dating Taylor, and he's her boyfriend." He looked down at the carpet. "If only I'd told her before."
"Gordo, don't go and blame yourself. Gosh, you've been through enough already!" Miranda told him.
He sat in silence, thinking back to the day when she'd been giving out advice. He thought about what she'd told Gordo, when she didn't even know it was him. Follow your heart.
"Well... I should probably get home now. Thanks." Gordo told Miranda, and got up. Thanks for nothing. He thought, but tried to be polite.
"Good luck!" Miranda called after him. When he left, her head was spinning with everything Gordo had told her. She grinned, finally knowing that she was right about Gordo liking Lizzie as more than a friend. And now so much was going on between them that she couldn't even remember half of what Gordo had told her.
It's not that she didn't want to be Gordo and Lizzie's friends anymore. But they'd seemed to be getting so close, that she didn't want to ruin it. So she'd started going out with Ethan, which was just fine with her! But sometimes, she did feel a little lonely for Lizzie and Gordo. She decided to call Lizzie.
Back at the McGuire's house, Lizzie was in her room, working on a ton of homework. It was overwhelming, and she felt like it would never end. Part of it was that she couldn't concentrate on it. Her mind kept going back to Gordo, even though she tried so hard to keep him out of her thoughts.
She was so deep in thought, that she jumped when her phone rang. She picked it up after a moment. "Hello?"
"Hi Lizzie. It's Miranda."
"Hey, girl! We haven't been able to talk much lately. What have you been up to?" Lizzie asked, pushing her homework aside.
"Well... not too much. But Gordo just came over."
"Oh." Lizzie replied, trying to sound casual. "So you're not angry at him anymore?"
"Not really. We talked for a long time... and I feel sorry for him." She told her.
"Why?"
"Well... I don't think you really made him mad. He's just really hurting, Lizzie."
"What do you mean?"
"Listen, why don't you talk to him? I think it'd be easier for you too understand." Miranda said. "I've got to go. It's time for dinner." She hung up.
Lizzie pushed the OFF button on her phone, and set it down on her desk. Normally she might have been a bit ticked off that Miranda had talked for so short of a time, but not that day.
Toon Lizzie: I don't want to be the first to admit I was wrong. But I don't want Gordo's feelings to be hurt...
Lizzie heard Jo calling her for dinner, and she walked downstairs. She ate supper in silence, feeling very guilty the entire time. "Are you feeling okay, Lizzie?" Jo asked, concerned. She hadn't seen her daughter looking so depressed before.
"I'm fine." Lizzie muttered, pushing the food around on her plate. "Can I be excused?"
Jo nodded, still worried. Lizzie left the room, and Matt grabbed her plate. "I'll eat her share!" He exclaimed, and gobbled it down. For once he liked the supper his mom made. "Hey, I wanted it." Sam complained.
Jo rolled her eyes. Then she remembered the nursery. "Sam, we haven't gone shopping for baby decorations yet. I think I'll go with Lizzie this evening." Sam nodded, not paying much attention. And it'll give me a chance to talk with her. I hope she'll be open to what's on her mind. She thought with a sigh.
She got up from the table. "Matt, remember to wash the dishes." She told him. It was part of his punishment for disobeying her at the motel. Matt groaned.
Jo took her purse, went up to Lizzie's room, and knocked on the door. "Honey, can I come in?"
"Sure." Came the response from inside her room. Jo opened the door, and found Lizzie staring out her window.
"I was going to go baby shopping while the stores are still open. I thought maybe you'd want to come with me."
"Um... okay." Lizzie replied, not really wanting to go that much. They left, and Lizzie listened to her CD player the whole way there.
Not exactly the quality mother-daughter time I'd hoped for. Jo thought to herself. They arrived at a store called Baby Central, and it had a big clown painted on the window.
Lizzie blushed. I hope no one sees me here! She thought as she looked around the parking lot. They walked up to the store, and walked inside.
They looked around for a while, picking up a few things here and there. Jo got really excited when she saw a giant shelf full of clearance baby diapers, and Lizzie blushed again. "I'm going to go look in the clothes section, okay Mom?"
"Sure, Lizzie." Jo said distractedly, as she sifted through all of the different diaper brands. Lizzie hurried over to the clothes. She picked out some really cute matching jumpers, made especially for twins.
After they were all done shopping, Lizzie felt a little better than she had before. It'd been good for her to get away from her problems for a while. But once they arrived back at their home, everything came back to her.
She tried no to focus on Gordo, and tried to think about the great time she'd had with Taylor. Maybe I can go out with him again soon. I sure hope so! She thought, a smile appearing on her face. She didn't even remembr how his feelings were hurt.
Toon Lizzie: I just got over being mad at Gordo. And here I went and screwed things up again!
Yet Gordo was thinking that he was the one who screwed things up. But neither one of them wanted to admit that they'd been wrong, even though they both were really sorry. And now that Gordo was moving, it would be even harder for them to patch things up.
The Gordon's went to the closing on the house, and Gordo's parents were excited. Gordo, on the other hand, was not at all. The very next day they moved into it.
"Why so soon, Mom? Aren't we rushing things?" He asked with a sigh.
"Gordo, I was trying to do Mrs. McGuire a favor. We've been staying with them much too long. I think we've outworn our welcome!" She replied, arranging the few things she had for the house.
Although Mr. Gordon had just started working recently, Mrs. Gordon insisted they go shopping. "We can't just be living in a blank house!" She told him, and Mr. Gordon agreed.
"You want to come along, David?" He asked.
"No thanks." Gordo mumbled, and went up to his new room. He needed to talk to someone about his troubles. He looked at Miranda's house from his window. Maybe she can help me. It's worth a try. He thought to himself. He walked over to her house, and knocked on the door.
Miranda and opened it. "What do you want?" She asked with a scowl. She was still upset at Gordo.
"Look, I know you're mad, but I need to talk to someone. We're best friends... at least... we used to be. Do you have a second?" Gordo asked her.
She stood in thought for a moment. "Well... okay. Come on in." They walked inside, and Mrs. Sanchez greeted Gordo.
"It's so nice to see you again. Are you enjoying you're new home?"
"Uh, yeah." Gordo lied. How can I be enjoying it at a time like this? He thought as he tried to look cheerful. Mrs. Sanchez smiled, and went into the kitchen were she was making dinner.
Miranda led Gordo to the living room, and they sat down on a couch. "So what's up?" Miranda asked, twirling a strand of her dark hair around her finger.
"Well..." Gordo started off. He started explaining from the very beginning, and just kept going on and on. He told her about liking Lizzie (Miranda interrupting and saying "I knew it!", and then let him continue), to thinking how pretty Lizzie looked when he saw her on the first day of high school, to being in almost all her classes, going to the D.B. with her and being kidnapped, getting amnesia and finally remembering her, almost telling her how he felt on his porch, going to the library and almost telling her then, too... and everything else right up to the fight they'd had.
"Wow." Miranda said when he was finally finished, not really knowing what to say.
"I don't know what to do. Even if I told her how I feel, she won't feel the same. She's dating Taylor, and he's her boyfriend." He looked down at the carpet. "If only I'd told her before."
"Gordo, don't go and blame yourself. Gosh, you've been through enough already!" Miranda told him.
He sat in silence, thinking back to the day when she'd been giving out advice. He thought about what she'd told Gordo, when she didn't even know it was him. Follow your heart.
"Well... I should probably get home now. Thanks." Gordo told Miranda, and got up. Thanks for nothing. He thought, but tried to be polite.
"Good luck!" Miranda called after him. When he left, her head was spinning with everything Gordo had told her. She grinned, finally knowing that she was right about Gordo liking Lizzie as more than a friend. And now so much was going on between them that she couldn't even remember half of what Gordo had told her.
It's not that she didn't want to be Gordo and Lizzie's friends anymore. But they'd seemed to be getting so close, that she didn't want to ruin it. So she'd started going out with Ethan, which was just fine with her! But sometimes, she did feel a little lonely for Lizzie and Gordo. She decided to call Lizzie.
Back at the McGuire's house, Lizzie was in her room, working on a ton of homework. It was overwhelming, and she felt like it would never end. Part of it was that she couldn't concentrate on it. Her mind kept going back to Gordo, even though she tried so hard to keep him out of her thoughts.
She was so deep in thought, that she jumped when her phone rang. She picked it up after a moment. "Hello?"
"Hi Lizzie. It's Miranda."
"Hey, girl! We haven't been able to talk much lately. What have you been up to?" Lizzie asked, pushing her homework aside.
"Well... not too much. But Gordo just came over."
"Oh." Lizzie replied, trying to sound casual. "So you're not angry at him anymore?"
"Not really. We talked for a long time... and I feel sorry for him." She told her.
"Why?"
"Well... I don't think you really made him mad. He's just really hurting, Lizzie."
"What do you mean?"
"Listen, why don't you talk to him? I think it'd be easier for you too understand." Miranda said. "I've got to go. It's time for dinner." She hung up.
Lizzie pushed the OFF button on her phone, and set it down on her desk. Normally she might have been a bit ticked off that Miranda had talked for so short of a time, but not that day.
Toon Lizzie: I don't want to be the first to admit I was wrong. But I don't want Gordo's feelings to be hurt...
Lizzie heard Jo calling her for dinner, and she walked downstairs. She ate supper in silence, feeling very guilty the entire time. "Are you feeling okay, Lizzie?" Jo asked, concerned. She hadn't seen her daughter looking so depressed before.
"I'm fine." Lizzie muttered, pushing the food around on her plate. "Can I be excused?"
Jo nodded, still worried. Lizzie left the room, and Matt grabbed her plate. "I'll eat her share!" He exclaimed, and gobbled it down. For once he liked the supper his mom made. "Hey, I wanted it." Sam complained.
Jo rolled her eyes. Then she remembered the nursery. "Sam, we haven't gone shopping for baby decorations yet. I think I'll go with Lizzie this evening." Sam nodded, not paying much attention. And it'll give me a chance to talk with her. I hope she'll be open to what's on her mind. She thought with a sigh.
She got up from the table. "Matt, remember to wash the dishes." She told him. It was part of his punishment for disobeying her at the motel. Matt groaned.
Jo took her purse, went up to Lizzie's room, and knocked on the door. "Honey, can I come in?"
"Sure." Came the response from inside her room. Jo opened the door, and found Lizzie staring out her window.
"I was going to go baby shopping while the stores are still open. I thought maybe you'd want to come with me."
"Um... okay." Lizzie replied, not really wanting to go that much. They left, and Lizzie listened to her CD player the whole way there.
Not exactly the quality mother-daughter time I'd hoped for. Jo thought to herself. They arrived at a store called Baby Central, and it had a big clown painted on the window.
Lizzie blushed. I hope no one sees me here! She thought as she looked around the parking lot. They walked up to the store, and walked inside.
They looked around for a while, picking up a few things here and there. Jo got really excited when she saw a giant shelf full of clearance baby diapers, and Lizzie blushed again. "I'm going to go look in the clothes section, okay Mom?"
"Sure, Lizzie." Jo said distractedly, as she sifted through all of the different diaper brands. Lizzie hurried over to the clothes. She picked out some really cute matching jumpers, made especially for twins.
After they were all done shopping, Lizzie felt a little better than she had before. It'd been good for her to get away from her problems for a while. But once they arrived back at their home, everything came back to her.
She tried no to focus on Gordo, and tried to think about the great time she'd had with Taylor. Maybe I can go out with him again soon. I sure hope so! She thought, a smile appearing on her face. She didn't even remembr how his feelings were hurt.