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Lizzie was sitting by herself and staring out the window. She watched the green scenery roll by, and frowned as she saw Kate and Ethan sitting next to each other. Kate was MAJORLY flirting with Ethan, and Lizzie felt disgusted every time she looked at it. So Lizzie was trying her hardest not to look at the back of the bus. Lizzie had tried to sit by Ethan, but Kate's quick, "Ethan, come here!" had caused him to walk over and sit by Kate. Lizzie wished she had someone to sit next to, but oh well.
"Can I sit here?"
Lizzie turned. Could it be?
"Gordo?"
He grinned. "Yes, Lizzie. Can I sit down now? Or is it reserved for someone else?"
"If you mean Ethan, no. He's with Kate."
"Just as well. Let the ones who will end up with meaningless lives sit with each other."
"Gordo, why do you always have to have this, meaningless life opinion? I hate listening to it!"
"Lizzie, it's the truth. One day, Kate and Ethan will be unimportant. Kate will probably be a teenage pregnancy, and Ethan will be in a gas station or McDonalds, asking, 'Would you like fries with that?' Lizzie, don't worry, everything will work out eventually."
"It's just so hard to wait!"
"Well, it'll be worth it in the end."
The ride was long and boring. Lizzie fell asleep in the middle, with her head on Gordo's shoulder. He smiled down at her, and then glanced at Kate and Ethan, who were making out in the back of the bus. "Looks like at least one of my predictions is going to come true," he whispered. He stared at Lizzie again, taking in her golden hair. He touched her hair real quickly, and then let go because she moved a little. He had told Lizzie he was going to camp to shoot a documentary, but the real reason, well, he could never tell her that.
"Hey, you!" the bus driver shouted at some kid. He had turned around and was hollering at two boys throwing things at each other. He stopped the bus, and pulled over to the side of the road faster than anyone would have expected. Lizzie stirred and woke up screaming, because to Gordo the movement of the bus was a bit scary, but to someone who had just woken up, it must be terrifying. Gordo put his arm around her shoulders, and told her it was okay.
"OW! ETHAN, GET OFF OF ME!"
The whole bus turned and saw Kate squashed against the bus wall by Ethan, and Gordo began cracking up. Lizzie turned also and laughed. Gordo then realized where his arm was, and pulled it away, hoping Lizzie hadn't noticed.
"That's great!"
Then the bus lurched to the side. "It's falling! The bus is falling!" Lizzie screamed.
Gordo looked outside, and saw that the bus was falling over. He grabbed Lizzie and pulled her to his other side, and he was shocked at how easily he had moved her away from the side of impact.
"Oh my god! We're all going to die!" Kate screamed.
With a crash, the bus fell over, and skidded down the side of the road, till it stopped in front of a forest.
Lizzie was screaming hysterically when the bus stopped moving, and Gordo didn't know what to do. He saw a top door on the bus, and he opened it. "Everyone climb out!"
Lizzie somehow pulled herself out of the bus, and so did everyone else. Everyone was okay, except for a few bruises and terror. The bus driver had hit his head on the steering wheel and was unconscious.
"Yo, Gordon? What do we do with the driver?" Ethan asked.
"Um," Gordo said, unsure of what to do. He knew you shouldn't move an injured person, but the bus could explode or something worse. "We need to get him out of there."
So Ethan and a few other guys moved the bus driver. "Does anyone have a phone?"
"I do," Kate said weakly.
Gordo began dialing the camp's number, and told the camp the whole story.
"They'll be here in about half an hour. For now we need to move away from the bus and stay calm."
The group listened, and they all walked about a quarter of a mile up the road. They began milling around in separate groups. Gordo looked for Lizzie, and noticed she was crying.
"Lizzie?"
"Oh god, Gordo! We nearly died!"
Gordo didn't know what to do. "Lizzie, it's ok. Everything will be fine!"
"I almost died, Gordo!"
"Lizzie, shh!"
She was going hysterical, and Gordo didn't blame her one bit. What Lizzie did next made the whole thing easy however. She leaned her head on Gordo's chest, and he held her close. "Shh, Lizzie. We'll all be fine. We'll be at camp soon, and then everything will be okay again."
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"Well, Mr. Gordon, nice work back there. You showed extreme courage, David."
"I go by Gordo."
"Sorry, Gordo. You showed great bravery, and thanks to you, no one was hurt. The entire camp is very pleased with you."
"Thank you, Mr. Davis. I don't deserve to hear all this. Others helped out to."
"Yeah, but from what I hear, you instituted it all. Now, the Welcome Banquet is going on right now, and if you hurry, you can still make it."
Lizzie was sitting at a table by herself, nearly recovered from the hysteria of that afternoon. She heard the door open and saw Gordo walk in. He stood and looked around the mess hall. She stared at him, and realized that he was really, well, hot. She had never noticed it before now. And he had saved her that afternoon. Lizzie was surprised at her sudden attraction, then realized it had been there all along, since fourth grade. It had hidden in her mind, and now it was coming out. "Gordo, over here!" she called.
Gordo saw her and walked over. "Hi, Lizzie," he said as he sat down. "What have I missed?"
"Nothing except a boring welcome to camp speech. The food hasn't even been served."
Just then the cooks came out with food.
"Burgers! Curly fries!" Gordo exclaimed.
Lizzie smiled at his sudden happiness. "Gordo, you'll never change."
"Oh, hurry up!" Gordo hissed. "I'm hungry!"
To his surprise, the cooks came to their table first. "Tell us when you have enough fries," they instructed, and began spooning fries out. After about two platefuls, Gordo said he had enough.
Lizzie laughed. "You know, the rest of the camp has to eat too."
"Oh, they've made plenty of fries! Besides, they said when I had enough!"
Lizzie shook her head. "Typical."
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That night, Lizzie was writing to Miranda.
Dear Miranda,
Well, I'm here at camp. How's Mexico? Have you seen Conchita yet?
Today had major drama. Our bus fell over, and guess who was the big hero in the accident? Gordo! I know, I know. He came to camp to shoot a documentary or something. I was really surprised when I saw him, but in a way I'm glad he came.
Okay, that sounded weird, but Miranda, I think I like Gordo! I'm just as shocked as you are, but today it just started somehow. I don't know if it's gratitude because he saved me and everyone else, or if I really do like him.
My cabin is okay. I have the luck of being in the same cabin with Kate, but the other girls are nice. Their names are Mindy, Sandra, Amy, Jackie, Beth, and Maddie. Our counselor is named Annie. She's a lot of fun. Tomorrow is the first full day, and everyone is real excited.
Your best friend,
Lizzie
P.S. WRITE BACK!
Lizzie folded up the letter and put it away. She'd send it the next morning.
Lizzie was sitting by herself and staring out the window. She watched the green scenery roll by, and frowned as she saw Kate and Ethan sitting next to each other. Kate was MAJORLY flirting with Ethan, and Lizzie felt disgusted every time she looked at it. So Lizzie was trying her hardest not to look at the back of the bus. Lizzie had tried to sit by Ethan, but Kate's quick, "Ethan, come here!" had caused him to walk over and sit by Kate. Lizzie wished she had someone to sit next to, but oh well.
"Can I sit here?"
Lizzie turned. Could it be?
"Gordo?"
He grinned. "Yes, Lizzie. Can I sit down now? Or is it reserved for someone else?"
"If you mean Ethan, no. He's with Kate."
"Just as well. Let the ones who will end up with meaningless lives sit with each other."
"Gordo, why do you always have to have this, meaningless life opinion? I hate listening to it!"
"Lizzie, it's the truth. One day, Kate and Ethan will be unimportant. Kate will probably be a teenage pregnancy, and Ethan will be in a gas station or McDonalds, asking, 'Would you like fries with that?' Lizzie, don't worry, everything will work out eventually."
"It's just so hard to wait!"
"Well, it'll be worth it in the end."
The ride was long and boring. Lizzie fell asleep in the middle, with her head on Gordo's shoulder. He smiled down at her, and then glanced at Kate and Ethan, who were making out in the back of the bus. "Looks like at least one of my predictions is going to come true," he whispered. He stared at Lizzie again, taking in her golden hair. He touched her hair real quickly, and then let go because she moved a little. He had told Lizzie he was going to camp to shoot a documentary, but the real reason, well, he could never tell her that.
"Hey, you!" the bus driver shouted at some kid. He had turned around and was hollering at two boys throwing things at each other. He stopped the bus, and pulled over to the side of the road faster than anyone would have expected. Lizzie stirred and woke up screaming, because to Gordo the movement of the bus was a bit scary, but to someone who had just woken up, it must be terrifying. Gordo put his arm around her shoulders, and told her it was okay.
"OW! ETHAN, GET OFF OF ME!"
The whole bus turned and saw Kate squashed against the bus wall by Ethan, and Gordo began cracking up. Lizzie turned also and laughed. Gordo then realized where his arm was, and pulled it away, hoping Lizzie hadn't noticed.
"That's great!"
Then the bus lurched to the side. "It's falling! The bus is falling!" Lizzie screamed.
Gordo looked outside, and saw that the bus was falling over. He grabbed Lizzie and pulled her to his other side, and he was shocked at how easily he had moved her away from the side of impact.
"Oh my god! We're all going to die!" Kate screamed.
With a crash, the bus fell over, and skidded down the side of the road, till it stopped in front of a forest.
Lizzie was screaming hysterically when the bus stopped moving, and Gordo didn't know what to do. He saw a top door on the bus, and he opened it. "Everyone climb out!"
Lizzie somehow pulled herself out of the bus, and so did everyone else. Everyone was okay, except for a few bruises and terror. The bus driver had hit his head on the steering wheel and was unconscious.
"Yo, Gordon? What do we do with the driver?" Ethan asked.
"Um," Gordo said, unsure of what to do. He knew you shouldn't move an injured person, but the bus could explode or something worse. "We need to get him out of there."
So Ethan and a few other guys moved the bus driver. "Does anyone have a phone?"
"I do," Kate said weakly.
Gordo began dialing the camp's number, and told the camp the whole story.
"They'll be here in about half an hour. For now we need to move away from the bus and stay calm."
The group listened, and they all walked about a quarter of a mile up the road. They began milling around in separate groups. Gordo looked for Lizzie, and noticed she was crying.
"Lizzie?"
"Oh god, Gordo! We nearly died!"
Gordo didn't know what to do. "Lizzie, it's ok. Everything will be fine!"
"I almost died, Gordo!"
"Lizzie, shh!"
She was going hysterical, and Gordo didn't blame her one bit. What Lizzie did next made the whole thing easy however. She leaned her head on Gordo's chest, and he held her close. "Shh, Lizzie. We'll all be fine. We'll be at camp soon, and then everything will be okay again."
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"Well, Mr. Gordon, nice work back there. You showed extreme courage, David."
"I go by Gordo."
"Sorry, Gordo. You showed great bravery, and thanks to you, no one was hurt. The entire camp is very pleased with you."
"Thank you, Mr. Davis. I don't deserve to hear all this. Others helped out to."
"Yeah, but from what I hear, you instituted it all. Now, the Welcome Banquet is going on right now, and if you hurry, you can still make it."
Lizzie was sitting at a table by herself, nearly recovered from the hysteria of that afternoon. She heard the door open and saw Gordo walk in. He stood and looked around the mess hall. She stared at him, and realized that he was really, well, hot. She had never noticed it before now. And he had saved her that afternoon. Lizzie was surprised at her sudden attraction, then realized it had been there all along, since fourth grade. It had hidden in her mind, and now it was coming out. "Gordo, over here!" she called.
Gordo saw her and walked over. "Hi, Lizzie," he said as he sat down. "What have I missed?"
"Nothing except a boring welcome to camp speech. The food hasn't even been served."
Just then the cooks came out with food.
"Burgers! Curly fries!" Gordo exclaimed.
Lizzie smiled at his sudden happiness. "Gordo, you'll never change."
"Oh, hurry up!" Gordo hissed. "I'm hungry!"
To his surprise, the cooks came to their table first. "Tell us when you have enough fries," they instructed, and began spooning fries out. After about two platefuls, Gordo said he had enough.
Lizzie laughed. "You know, the rest of the camp has to eat too."
"Oh, they've made plenty of fries! Besides, they said when I had enough!"
Lizzie shook her head. "Typical."
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That night, Lizzie was writing to Miranda.
Dear Miranda,
Well, I'm here at camp. How's Mexico? Have you seen Conchita yet?
Today had major drama. Our bus fell over, and guess who was the big hero in the accident? Gordo! I know, I know. He came to camp to shoot a documentary or something. I was really surprised when I saw him, but in a way I'm glad he came.
Okay, that sounded weird, but Miranda, I think I like Gordo! I'm just as shocked as you are, but today it just started somehow. I don't know if it's gratitude because he saved me and everyone else, or if I really do like him.
My cabin is okay. I have the luck of being in the same cabin with Kate, but the other girls are nice. Their names are Mindy, Sandra, Amy, Jackie, Beth, and Maddie. Our counselor is named Annie. She's a lot of fun. Tomorrow is the first full day, and everyone is real excited.
Your best friend,
Lizzie
P.S. WRITE BACK!
Lizzie folded up the letter and put it away. She'd send it the next morning.