Chapter 5
We left the theater and walked down the street to the bus stop adns at down. Once there, I asked, "Ok, what is the deal here?! Spill."
"Ok, this is going to take a while…" she began. "You know how she and you had an interesting beginning of the summer?"
"Yeah," I prompted.
"Well, see after you left on your trip, Ronnie's family moved to the house their family had been building. The house is in our school boundaries, and since he had broken up with the other girl, one thing led to another and they started going out. I warned Lizzie that he might not be right for her, I mean he already dumped her once, you know? So anyways, she does still like you but… she didn't think you would ^ever^ like her back that way. Obviously she was wrong. And then a couple nights ago, you told her that you do."
"Big mistake," I mumbled.
"No! Not big mistake. And don't interrupt me again," she said giving me a death stare. "When Lizzie found out, she called me that same night and told me that she was planning on breaking up with Ronnie and not to let you find out about him. She was worried you would be jealous." She paused for a moment giving me death stare number two. "She didn't tell me when or where otherwise I would've suggested a different movie or a different theatre. You were never meant to know anything. I felt guilty yesterday on the phone and started to tell you but thought better of it."
By now, the bus had stopped in front of us, opened the doors, and the driver was yelling at us saying, "Are you coming or not? I've got a schedule here!" as he slapped a clipboard. We stood up quickly and boarded the bus. For the ride home we were pretty quiet, at least except for when this lady with the funniest looking poodle and blue hair got on. We cracked up and I received the third death stare of the day from the lady. I was beginning to wonder if there was a record for the most received in one day.
Eventually Miranda and I made it to my house and went inside. There wasn't anyone home. There was a note on the counter, 'Sorry were gone honey, we won't be home until late. There is money to order a pizza attached to the note. Love, Mom and Dad". I guess they weren't used to having anyone being at home waiting for them and they no longer planned their lives around me.
"Let's go order the pizza! I totally want a pepperoni and pineapple!"
"You can't be serious! That sounds so gross," I said making a face.
"I'm not, because it ^is^ gross. Believe me, I ordered it for fun once, yuck, never again." I laughed at the look of disgust on her face and she soon joined in. We laughed for a long time. For a second, I had forgotten all about Lizzie.
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I woke up at about eleven-thirty because my phone as ringing. I groaned and rolled over, who calls after nine? It stopped ringing. I closed my eyes again but the ringing picked up again after a moment. I sat up and trudged out to the coffee table and answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Hey Gordo, it's Lizzie."
"Uh, hi." I stopped for a second to yawn. "Why are you calling this late?"
"Um, it's about Ronnie."
"You called me at eleven-thirty to talk about him?"
"You know what I mean."
"Yeah, I guess. I wish I didn't though."
"Listen Gordo, I'm sorry…"
"How could you do that? Couldn't you have the decency to tell me ^before^ my little bubble of happiness formed and was popped by the sight of you and him."
"Look Gordo, I broke up with him about two seconds after you guys left from what Miranda told me. I would've told you, eventually."
"Sure you would."
"Gordo, I am so sorry for everything that I put you through…"
"Good, you should be. Good night Lizzie," I said hanging up the phone.
"Gordo! Gordo are you there? Gordo?"
A/N- so you like? Interesting twist eh? You know, having him not forgive him. Eh, eh? He he, I'll be quiet now. (I just realized something! Eh, eh and he, he are the same thing only backwards. BWAH HA HA!
We left the theater and walked down the street to the bus stop adns at down. Once there, I asked, "Ok, what is the deal here?! Spill."
"Ok, this is going to take a while…" she began. "You know how she and you had an interesting beginning of the summer?"
"Yeah," I prompted.
"Well, see after you left on your trip, Ronnie's family moved to the house their family had been building. The house is in our school boundaries, and since he had broken up with the other girl, one thing led to another and they started going out. I warned Lizzie that he might not be right for her, I mean he already dumped her once, you know? So anyways, she does still like you but… she didn't think you would ^ever^ like her back that way. Obviously she was wrong. And then a couple nights ago, you told her that you do."
"Big mistake," I mumbled.
"No! Not big mistake. And don't interrupt me again," she said giving me a death stare. "When Lizzie found out, she called me that same night and told me that she was planning on breaking up with Ronnie and not to let you find out about him. She was worried you would be jealous." She paused for a moment giving me death stare number two. "She didn't tell me when or where otherwise I would've suggested a different movie or a different theatre. You were never meant to know anything. I felt guilty yesterday on the phone and started to tell you but thought better of it."
By now, the bus had stopped in front of us, opened the doors, and the driver was yelling at us saying, "Are you coming or not? I've got a schedule here!" as he slapped a clipboard. We stood up quickly and boarded the bus. For the ride home we were pretty quiet, at least except for when this lady with the funniest looking poodle and blue hair got on. We cracked up and I received the third death stare of the day from the lady. I was beginning to wonder if there was a record for the most received in one day.
Eventually Miranda and I made it to my house and went inside. There wasn't anyone home. There was a note on the counter, 'Sorry were gone honey, we won't be home until late. There is money to order a pizza attached to the note. Love, Mom and Dad". I guess they weren't used to having anyone being at home waiting for them and they no longer planned their lives around me.
"Let's go order the pizza! I totally want a pepperoni and pineapple!"
"You can't be serious! That sounds so gross," I said making a face.
"I'm not, because it ^is^ gross. Believe me, I ordered it for fun once, yuck, never again." I laughed at the look of disgust on her face and she soon joined in. We laughed for a long time. For a second, I had forgotten all about Lizzie.
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I woke up at about eleven-thirty because my phone as ringing. I groaned and rolled over, who calls after nine? It stopped ringing. I closed my eyes again but the ringing picked up again after a moment. I sat up and trudged out to the coffee table and answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Hey Gordo, it's Lizzie."
"Uh, hi." I stopped for a second to yawn. "Why are you calling this late?"
"Um, it's about Ronnie."
"You called me at eleven-thirty to talk about him?"
"You know what I mean."
"Yeah, I guess. I wish I didn't though."
"Listen Gordo, I'm sorry…"
"How could you do that? Couldn't you have the decency to tell me ^before^ my little bubble of happiness formed and was popped by the sight of you and him."
"Look Gordo, I broke up with him about two seconds after you guys left from what Miranda told me. I would've told you, eventually."
"Sure you would."
"Gordo, I am so sorry for everything that I put you through…"
"Good, you should be. Good night Lizzie," I said hanging up the phone.
"Gordo! Gordo are you there? Gordo?"
A/N- so you like? Interesting twist eh? You know, having him not forgive him. Eh, eh? He he, I'll be quiet now. (I just realized something! Eh, eh and he, he are the same thing only backwards. BWAH HA HA!