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AN/ Here's an update! Enjoy!
Lizzie stuck her phone in its cradle and heaved a heavy sigh.
Animated Lizzie:
You know? Right about now would be a great opportunity to write in my journal.
She pulled her pink, leopard printed, furry diary out of it's dusty hiding place behind her jewelry box and opened to a fresh page. She wrote one sentence.
Dear diary,
I like Gordo.
"Well, that wasn't helpful." She said staring at the words.
"What wasn't helpful?" came the sound of her brother's voice.
She whipped around and saw Matt standing a little to close for comfort.
She snapped the diary shut and held on to it so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
That journal held some of her deepest thoughts and feeling, not to mention her latest and most startling revelation.
"Didn't I tell you to knock before you step foot in my room?" Lizzie said angrily.
"Well," he backed into the hallway, but stayed on the threshold of her door, "I'm not in your room, am I?" he asked innocently.
"You were. And how long have you been standing there?" she demanded, standing up but still keeping a firm grip on the pink book.
"Why? What are you hiding in that hideous thing?" he asked eyeing her diary with accusing eyes.
"Matt, leave!" she walked across her wood floor and shut the door, turning the lock for security.
"Hey!" Matt yelled from the other side.
Lizzie tucked the journal back behind her jewelry box and stepped over to her mirror.
She pulled at the ends of her blond hair and contemplated how she should wear it that day.
Ponytail, she decided pulling her hair up and securing it with a purple hair tie.
She slipped into jeans and a white t-shirt with the words QT PIE on the front and began applying eye shadow.
She finished her make-up within ten minutes and slipped on some white platforms.
"Mom, will you drive me to the Digital Bean?" she asked coming down the stairs and walking into the kitchen.
"Sure, honey. Just give me a few minutes." Mrs. McGuire said, smiling at her daughter.
Lizzie nodded, "Thanks, mom."
The phone rang just then, "Hello?" Lizzie asked picking it up on the first ring since she was standing beside it.
"Hey, Lizzie" Gordo said softly.
"Oh, hey." Lizzie said, her throat feeling dry. She had been kind of rude to him, she knew, just hanging up on him like that.
"Umm…I'm going to the Digital Bean for a shake. Do you want to meet me there? Maybe we could talk?"
"Sure, Gordo. My mom's dropping me off there anyway. See you there. Bye." This time she made sure to let him say something before she hung up the phone.
"Bye," he echoed.
Lizzie set the phone on it's base and turned to see her mother grinning at her, "What did Gordo want?"
"He wants to meet at the Digital Bean." Lizzie said.
Jo McGuire smiled in reply, "Does he know that you like him?"
"I don't know. Maybe." Lizzie shrugged.
"Well, I'm ready to take you."
They arrived at the teen hangout within minutes, and when Lizzie strolled in, she saw Gordo sitting at a table waiting for her.
"Have you ordered?" she asked sitting beside him.
"Not yet. I was waiting for you." He smiled shyly.
"Oh. Thanks."
"What do you want?" he questioned, standing up.
"Um. A strawberry smoothie, thanks." She tried to hand him a five-dollar bill.
"I've got it." He pushed her hand away and walked to the counter before she could protest.
"Thanks." She called after him.
He nodded and told the cashier their order.
Lizzie took a deep breath as he headed back to their table carrying two icy pink drinks.
"So…" Lizzie said trying to fill the silence between them, "What did you want to talk about?"
"Well," Gordo began.
She could see the uncertainty in his blue eyes.
"You and me." He let out a long breath as if he had been holding those words in all his life and was relieved to be rid of the burden.
"What about us?" Lizzie asked, refusing to meet his gaze.
She knew that she was making it hard but she wasn't sure what else to say.
"Lizzie," he said grabbing her hand.
She glanced at their hands and then finally met his eyes.
She gulped as he leaned in closer to her.
Just as he was about to kiss her, she turned her head, making his lips collide with her cheek.
He leaned back staring at her, "I'm sorry. I, I'm just not ready." She shook her head and slid out of her seat, dashing out of the Digital Bean, leaving Gordo with two melting smoothies.
AN/ I know! What was she thinking? Guess you'll have to keep reading to find out! Please keep the feedback clean and cussing free! Till next chapter! SMILE! D
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