Chapter 9
Disclainer: Again I say, I do not own LM!!!
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Gordo's POV
The movie:
Date: 7-30-02 Time: 10:30 p.m.
Shows me pushing the record button and backing up. I look uncomfortable. I begin speaking, "Lizzie, I know you don't want to talk to me. Doesn't surprise me. If I were you I wouldn't want to talk to me either. Anyways, I am so sorry. I would have told you in person but I was afraid you wouldn't even look at me, let alone listen. It may seem stupid but I'm no good at letters, I don't want to have Miranda deliver the message (in case she gets it mixed up.), and this seems like the only way to get the message to you. I'm sorry." Finished, I walk forward and turns off the camera.
"I hope this works," I say to myself as I pop the tape out of the camera. I go lay down on my bed and sleep, my last thought was Lizzie.
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Lizzie's POV
I wake up and go downstairs. Matt is watching Saturday morning cartoons. Boing, bang crash. "Matt, turn that down," I say annoyed.
"No," he says as if ^I^ was the one being annoying. He sees how upset I am and turns it all the way down so I can't hear it anymore.
"Thanks Matt," I say still depressed.
"No problem. Um, Lizzie mind if I ask what's wrong?" He is genuinely concerned. Since when did he care about me?! I would have asked him that if I wasn't so upset.
Without thinking anything more, I launch into a explanation, "Gordo doesn't like me. Well, I mean he does, he just doesn't ^like^ like me. I told him last night and it wasn't pretty."
"Oh, I'm sorry Liz. Now, ^this^ is why I'm glad I'm not 13. My fourth, almost fifth grade self doesn't have these problems." He is being so mature. "If one of my best friends ever said they liked me, and they were a girl, and I didn't like them back, I don't know what I'd say." Ok, hold up! Is my little brother making sense? Did he just make a good point? I guess I am being way unfair to Gordo.
"Wow, Matt. I think you helped me with a problem," I say astonished.
"I did?" He says sounding confused.
"Yes you did. Thank you!" I say as I run upstairs to get dressed. I need to go see Gordo. I throw on a purple sleeveless shirt with a silver flower on the front with some jeans and flip-flops and walk over to Gordo's. Ringing the doorbell, I fidget nervously. Mrs. Gordon opens the door.
"Hey Lizzie! Come on in. I'll go get Gordo." She walks upstairs to find him and I look around the familiar house, I suddenly feel so uncomfortable standing there. Mrs. Gordon returns and says that Gordo has something upstairs in his room to show me. With a confused expression I walk to his room and knock.
"Come on in Lizzie." I open the door cautiously and go in. "I'm glad you're here, I have something to show you." I walk over and sit on the edge of his bed. He stands up and picks up a tape. I wonder what for. He puts it in the VCR and sits down next to me.
"Gordo, I'm sorry I put you on the spot last night. It was wrong and I didn't think about your feelings…"
"It's ok, just watch."
"Ok, Gordo. But what does a movie have to do with anything?"
"Just watch."
"Lizzie, I know you don't want to talk to me. Doesn't surprise me. If I were you I wouldn't want to talk to me either. Anyways, I am so sorry. I would have told you in person but I was afraid you wouldn't even look at me, let alone listen. It may seem stupid but I'm no good at letters, I don't want to have Miranda deliver the message (in case she gets it mixed up.), and this seems like the only way to get the message to you. I'm sorry."
He looks at me and smiles sadly. "You are right not telling me through Miranda, you never know what I would have heard!" I say. He laughs and so do I, it really feels good. "I'd better be going. Will I see you before you leave on your trip tomorrow?"
"Absolutely."
The end.
*a/n- I plan on writing a sequel. So no worries be happy! It will be about how their summers go. I hope you enjoyed my story. I enjoyed writing it, and reading reviews. I luv reviews!!!!!!!
Disclainer: Again I say, I do not own LM!!!
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Gordo's POV
The movie:
Date: 7-30-02 Time: 10:30 p.m.
Shows me pushing the record button and backing up. I look uncomfortable. I begin speaking, "Lizzie, I know you don't want to talk to me. Doesn't surprise me. If I were you I wouldn't want to talk to me either. Anyways, I am so sorry. I would have told you in person but I was afraid you wouldn't even look at me, let alone listen. It may seem stupid but I'm no good at letters, I don't want to have Miranda deliver the message (in case she gets it mixed up.), and this seems like the only way to get the message to you. I'm sorry." Finished, I walk forward and turns off the camera.
"I hope this works," I say to myself as I pop the tape out of the camera. I go lay down on my bed and sleep, my last thought was Lizzie.
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Lizzie's POV
I wake up and go downstairs. Matt is watching Saturday morning cartoons. Boing, bang crash. "Matt, turn that down," I say annoyed.
"No," he says as if ^I^ was the one being annoying. He sees how upset I am and turns it all the way down so I can't hear it anymore.
"Thanks Matt," I say still depressed.
"No problem. Um, Lizzie mind if I ask what's wrong?" He is genuinely concerned. Since when did he care about me?! I would have asked him that if I wasn't so upset.
Without thinking anything more, I launch into a explanation, "Gordo doesn't like me. Well, I mean he does, he just doesn't ^like^ like me. I told him last night and it wasn't pretty."
"Oh, I'm sorry Liz. Now, ^this^ is why I'm glad I'm not 13. My fourth, almost fifth grade self doesn't have these problems." He is being so mature. "If one of my best friends ever said they liked me, and they were a girl, and I didn't like them back, I don't know what I'd say." Ok, hold up! Is my little brother making sense? Did he just make a good point? I guess I am being way unfair to Gordo.
"Wow, Matt. I think you helped me with a problem," I say astonished.
"I did?" He says sounding confused.
"Yes you did. Thank you!" I say as I run upstairs to get dressed. I need to go see Gordo. I throw on a purple sleeveless shirt with a silver flower on the front with some jeans and flip-flops and walk over to Gordo's. Ringing the doorbell, I fidget nervously. Mrs. Gordon opens the door.
"Hey Lizzie! Come on in. I'll go get Gordo." She walks upstairs to find him and I look around the familiar house, I suddenly feel so uncomfortable standing there. Mrs. Gordon returns and says that Gordo has something upstairs in his room to show me. With a confused expression I walk to his room and knock.
"Come on in Lizzie." I open the door cautiously and go in. "I'm glad you're here, I have something to show you." I walk over and sit on the edge of his bed. He stands up and picks up a tape. I wonder what for. He puts it in the VCR and sits down next to me.
"Gordo, I'm sorry I put you on the spot last night. It was wrong and I didn't think about your feelings…"
"It's ok, just watch."
"Ok, Gordo. But what does a movie have to do with anything?"
"Just watch."
"Lizzie, I know you don't want to talk to me. Doesn't surprise me. If I were you I wouldn't want to talk to me either. Anyways, I am so sorry. I would have told you in person but I was afraid you wouldn't even look at me, let alone listen. It may seem stupid but I'm no good at letters, I don't want to have Miranda deliver the message (in case she gets it mixed up.), and this seems like the only way to get the message to you. I'm sorry."
He looks at me and smiles sadly. "You are right not telling me through Miranda, you never know what I would have heard!" I say. He laughs and so do I, it really feels good. "I'd better be going. Will I see you before you leave on your trip tomorrow?"
"Absolutely."
The end.
*a/n- I plan on writing a sequel. So no worries be happy! It will be about how their summers go. I hope you enjoyed my story. I enjoyed writing it, and reading reviews. I luv reviews!!!!!!!