A/N Wow! Someone else reviewed! It's a start. Uh, to respond to you
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Chapter 5
Sam and Jo stood in their kitchen. Sam stands uncomfortably by the refrigerator, while Jo leans against a counter. They look warily at each other before Jo says, "This is your fault you know."
Sam rolls his eyes and is about to respond, but is cut off by Gordo who had barged in about five seconds ago. "Hey Mr. McGuire, Mrs. McGuire," he says uncomfortably.
Sam looks away and Jo gives him a tight-lipped smile. Gordo looks confused and then decided to ignore it. "Is Lizzie here?"
"She's in her room. You can talk to her, for whatever good it'll do," Jo said angrily.
Gordo walks down the hall and knocks on Lizzie's door. "What?" Lizzie asks teary.
"Lizzie? It's me. Gordo. Can we talk?"
"No."
"Please? Lizzie, your mom wants me to check on you."
There's silence for a moment, and then the door suddenly swings open, revealing a tear-stained Lizzie. Gordo walks in and they both sit on the bed. They're both silent.
"Um, I've been trying to get a hold of you, but I guess you weren't-," Gordo starts but he's cut off by Lizzie. "My parents are getting a divorce!" she sobbed. "Oh, uh, oh," was all he could manage before she collapsed in his arms.
"Oh, hey, now, don't cry. Lizzie. I know it may seem really bad but the tension between them will be gone and they'll stop fighting."
"What if they don't? What if it gets worse? What if-"
"What if nothing. If it will make your parents happier. And they're more than likely doing it for you and Max because they because they don't like the way they act around each other." "I didn't think of it like that."
"It'll be fine."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
She lay in his arms for a moment.
As much as Gordo loved it, he was starting to feel uncomfortable. The Lizzie said, "This. Feels. Wonderful."
"I'll go tell your mom you're okay."
Lizzie's grip tightened. "Just hold me a little longer." Gordo relaxed, now that he had her consent. But then Lizzie said, "Why didn't we ever try to date?"
Gordo was shocked and he tensed up, but then he calmly answered, "I guess, deep down, we both knew it wouldn't work."
"You're right, I know you're right," she let go and he slipped away as quickly as he could.
Chapter 5
Sam and Jo stood in their kitchen. Sam stands uncomfortably by the refrigerator, while Jo leans against a counter. They look warily at each other before Jo says, "This is your fault you know."
Sam rolls his eyes and is about to respond, but is cut off by Gordo who had barged in about five seconds ago. "Hey Mr. McGuire, Mrs. McGuire," he says uncomfortably.
Sam looks away and Jo gives him a tight-lipped smile. Gordo looks confused and then decided to ignore it. "Is Lizzie here?"
"She's in her room. You can talk to her, for whatever good it'll do," Jo said angrily.
Gordo walks down the hall and knocks on Lizzie's door. "What?" Lizzie asks teary.
"Lizzie? It's me. Gordo. Can we talk?"
"No."
"Please? Lizzie, your mom wants me to check on you."
There's silence for a moment, and then the door suddenly swings open, revealing a tear-stained Lizzie. Gordo walks in and they both sit on the bed. They're both silent.
"Um, I've been trying to get a hold of you, but I guess you weren't-," Gordo starts but he's cut off by Lizzie. "My parents are getting a divorce!" she sobbed. "Oh, uh, oh," was all he could manage before she collapsed in his arms.
"Oh, hey, now, don't cry. Lizzie. I know it may seem really bad but the tension between them will be gone and they'll stop fighting."
"What if they don't? What if it gets worse? What if-"
"What if nothing. If it will make your parents happier. And they're more than likely doing it for you and Max because they because they don't like the way they act around each other." "I didn't think of it like that."
"It'll be fine."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
She lay in his arms for a moment.
As much as Gordo loved it, he was starting to feel uncomfortable. The Lizzie said, "This. Feels. Wonderful."
"I'll go tell your mom you're okay."
Lizzie's grip tightened. "Just hold me a little longer." Gordo relaxed, now that he had her consent. But then Lizzie said, "Why didn't we ever try to date?"
Gordo was shocked and he tensed up, but then he calmly answered, "I guess, deep down, we both knew it wouldn't work."
"You're right, I know you're right," she let go and he slipped away as quickly as he could.