Disclaimer: See the one in previous chapter.
Forward: Happy Birthday to me. Kudos to anyone who can guess my age correctly. Do you even know my gender? Kudos if you know that too. Double kudos if you can guess em both correctly. Yeah kudos. As far as reading this chapter goes, beware. It jumps between time a lot that an untrained reader might get thrown off. But then again, if it gets rid of all the untrained readers that way, all is good I suppose.
Setting: See the one in my previous chapter.
What is love? Lizzie wondered as she was with Lane one day. Her body needed Lane's body, but it isn't what she wanted. She thought what Lane had inside of him was what she really wanted; so therefore that was what she really 'needed'. Three weeks passed since their first kiss by the lakeside, and for some reason she was once again wondering to herself: what is love?
Dreaming On, Chapter 6
Pure Love, Part 2
by Twin Signal
"Are you sure we're ready for this?" Lane had asked Lizzie as she let him go of her grasp after their first kiss.
"What do you mean?" she asked sheepishly.
"Do you think we're ready for a relationship?"
"Why not? Don't you like me?"
"I do. You're a terrific girl and I adore you. But that's one thing. Completely committing to you is another. I will give it my best effort, since you seem willing. But I thought I'd just ask you one last time: do you think we're ready for a relationship?"
Lane's words made Lizzie melt. He was so insightful about these things. She thought of giving it no further thought so she prepared to nod. Her conscience told her to think again; to ponder what he was asking. Was she ready for a relationship? Why wouldn't she be, she thought to herself. What was there to be more prepared for? How can she be more prepared for it? The thing was, knowledge of being prepared for a relationship came from being in the relationship to begin with. If she didn't go through this relationship, she won't know anything about being in a relationship to begin with. She was confused and didn't want to think any more. "Yes." she said to him. They smiled at each other, and once again fell to a deep kiss.
And since that day, things have been going great as far as Lizzie can tell. They held hands. They kissed in secrecy. They listened to each other. As they grew more used to each other, the methods of showing affection began to be more affectionate. They held each other. They kissed in public. They talked to each other. It couldn't have been more perfect and Lizzie was happy.
"I envy you, Lizzie," Miranda sighed, "I wish I had a guy like yours."
"Yeah, he's great isn't he?" Lizzie sighed in response, dreamily.
"I'm sure he's great and all," Gordo adds, "but we: me and Miranda haven't talked to him much."
"Yeah that's right," Miranda tags, "why don't we all hang out sometimes?"
"Well I don't know... We might not be able to pay attention to you guys... Because you know..." Lizzie says, a bit embarrased.
Gordo replies, "I know you want to hog each other's attention, but can't we get to know him somehow?"
"I suppose..."
Miranda adds, "Yeah c'mon Lizzie I'm dying to know the inside of him that attracted you to the guy in the first place."
Three weeks passed since their first kiss by the lakeside, and for some reason she was once again wondering to herself: what is love? Lizzie once again strolled by the lakeside alone and in thought. For some reason, her relationship seems to have gone off-pace. It was hard to put into pieces. Either she was wishing to move too fast or he was moving too slow. Perhaps they were walking in different directions. Either she didn't want to walk to the direction he was headed or she was just plain tired. Perhaps she did reach the destination with him but were disappointed by what she found there. The water ebbs and when Lizzie turns to take a look at it, she found Lane's face on it. She turned next to her and there was Lane. "Hey," he said, "anything wrong?"
"I don't know..." she really didn't.
"Should I leave you alone?"
It was amazing how much Lane acknowledged the need of Lizzie just by reading her face and her mood. She gives him a weak smile and nods slightly. He nods back, gives her hand a gentle squeeze with his and starts to walk.
"See you tomorrow?" Lizzie calls out to him. He turns to face her and smiles warmly.
"Sure." He replies.
The problem began at the end of their two week of seeing each other. They went to the mall not by theirselves but with Gordo and Miranda too, as Lizzie had promised them earlier. Gordo and Lane talked with each other, and the girls were left out to talk to their usual selves, though they were sitting next to them. Guys went into their own worlds to talk about their guy stuff. So Lizzie went into her own world and the time seemed to slow down a bit. She noticed that Gordo knew so much more than Lane did in ways of academics. She also noticed the slew of cute guys that slowly walked the mall. Miranda was talking to her in slow motion, but she really couldn't concentrate enough to listen to all that was being said to her. She slowly ate away her parfait that she ordered. First it was all cream and good, but slowly she grew accustomed to the taste and grew tired of it. She dropped her spoon and looked at her surroundings and fell into a daydream of her own.
"Lizzie?" her daydream was quickly shattered by Miranda's voice.
"Uh... Huh?" she awoke, and the rest of the bunch was ready to depart. "Oh, sorry." She scrambled to collect her things and got out of her seat. Before she walked off she took another bite of her parfait. It was good again. So good that she regretted not being able to finish it.
Since that day, Lizzie felt as not as attracted to Lane any more. She witnessed other guys' attractiveness and were disappointed in Lane's. She saw the wit other guys' possessed and found Lane lacking. She grew inattentive around him and became unable to recall everything that he has said and done to her. She became bored and were not seeing anything new through her lazy eyes. It occured to her, that despite her attraction towards Lane didn't lie solely in his outside physical beauty, she got bored of it. It didn't matter if she was attracted by what was within him. Like any other attraction, or a crush, inside or outside, it was not going to last forever. Her attraction towards Lane was pure, but it wasn't love. Lizzie was struck by the thought.
Just as he was almost gone out of the park, Lizzie caught up to him.
"Woah, Lizzie, anything else you wanted to say?" he asked her worriedly.
"Yeah... Uh... Lane..."
"Yeah I'm listening."
"We need to stop seeing each other."
To Be Continued...
I saw Lizzie McGuire today. They said they were doing more episodes with morals in em recently, and they were right. It had morals. Or was it a recent episode? The cartoon Lizzie looked a bit weird... Was it newer, or was it older? Anybody got any info on that? Ah anyhow gimme reviews, men. I want reviews. Oh and I lied - this isn't going to be a three-parter. Much more dramatic that way and much more drama is good, right? Eh whatever.
Forward: Happy Birthday to me. Kudos to anyone who can guess my age correctly. Do you even know my gender? Kudos if you know that too. Double kudos if you can guess em both correctly. Yeah kudos. As far as reading this chapter goes, beware. It jumps between time a lot that an untrained reader might get thrown off. But then again, if it gets rid of all the untrained readers that way, all is good I suppose.
Setting: See the one in my previous chapter.
What is love? Lizzie wondered as she was with Lane one day. Her body needed Lane's body, but it isn't what she wanted. She thought what Lane had inside of him was what she really wanted; so therefore that was what she really 'needed'. Three weeks passed since their first kiss by the lakeside, and for some reason she was once again wondering to herself: what is love?
Dreaming On, Chapter 6
Pure Love, Part 2
by Twin Signal
"Are you sure we're ready for this?" Lane had asked Lizzie as she let him go of her grasp after their first kiss.
"What do you mean?" she asked sheepishly.
"Do you think we're ready for a relationship?"
"Why not? Don't you like me?"
"I do. You're a terrific girl and I adore you. But that's one thing. Completely committing to you is another. I will give it my best effort, since you seem willing. But I thought I'd just ask you one last time: do you think we're ready for a relationship?"
Lane's words made Lizzie melt. He was so insightful about these things. She thought of giving it no further thought so she prepared to nod. Her conscience told her to think again; to ponder what he was asking. Was she ready for a relationship? Why wouldn't she be, she thought to herself. What was there to be more prepared for? How can she be more prepared for it? The thing was, knowledge of being prepared for a relationship came from being in the relationship to begin with. If she didn't go through this relationship, she won't know anything about being in a relationship to begin with. She was confused and didn't want to think any more. "Yes." she said to him. They smiled at each other, and once again fell to a deep kiss.
And since that day, things have been going great as far as Lizzie can tell. They held hands. They kissed in secrecy. They listened to each other. As they grew more used to each other, the methods of showing affection began to be more affectionate. They held each other. They kissed in public. They talked to each other. It couldn't have been more perfect and Lizzie was happy.
"I envy you, Lizzie," Miranda sighed, "I wish I had a guy like yours."
"Yeah, he's great isn't he?" Lizzie sighed in response, dreamily.
"I'm sure he's great and all," Gordo adds, "but we: me and Miranda haven't talked to him much."
"Yeah that's right," Miranda tags, "why don't we all hang out sometimes?"
"Well I don't know... We might not be able to pay attention to you guys... Because you know..." Lizzie says, a bit embarrased.
Gordo replies, "I know you want to hog each other's attention, but can't we get to know him somehow?"
"I suppose..."
Miranda adds, "Yeah c'mon Lizzie I'm dying to know the inside of him that attracted you to the guy in the first place."
Three weeks passed since their first kiss by the lakeside, and for some reason she was once again wondering to herself: what is love? Lizzie once again strolled by the lakeside alone and in thought. For some reason, her relationship seems to have gone off-pace. It was hard to put into pieces. Either she was wishing to move too fast or he was moving too slow. Perhaps they were walking in different directions. Either she didn't want to walk to the direction he was headed or she was just plain tired. Perhaps she did reach the destination with him but were disappointed by what she found there. The water ebbs and when Lizzie turns to take a look at it, she found Lane's face on it. She turned next to her and there was Lane. "Hey," he said, "anything wrong?"
"I don't know..." she really didn't.
"Should I leave you alone?"
It was amazing how much Lane acknowledged the need of Lizzie just by reading her face and her mood. She gives him a weak smile and nods slightly. He nods back, gives her hand a gentle squeeze with his and starts to walk.
"See you tomorrow?" Lizzie calls out to him. He turns to face her and smiles warmly.
"Sure." He replies.
The problem began at the end of their two week of seeing each other. They went to the mall not by theirselves but with Gordo and Miranda too, as Lizzie had promised them earlier. Gordo and Lane talked with each other, and the girls were left out to talk to their usual selves, though they were sitting next to them. Guys went into their own worlds to talk about their guy stuff. So Lizzie went into her own world and the time seemed to slow down a bit. She noticed that Gordo knew so much more than Lane did in ways of academics. She also noticed the slew of cute guys that slowly walked the mall. Miranda was talking to her in slow motion, but she really couldn't concentrate enough to listen to all that was being said to her. She slowly ate away her parfait that she ordered. First it was all cream and good, but slowly she grew accustomed to the taste and grew tired of it. She dropped her spoon and looked at her surroundings and fell into a daydream of her own.
"Lizzie?" her daydream was quickly shattered by Miranda's voice.
"Uh... Huh?" she awoke, and the rest of the bunch was ready to depart. "Oh, sorry." She scrambled to collect her things and got out of her seat. Before she walked off she took another bite of her parfait. It was good again. So good that she regretted not being able to finish it.
Since that day, Lizzie felt as not as attracted to Lane any more. She witnessed other guys' attractiveness and were disappointed in Lane's. She saw the wit other guys' possessed and found Lane lacking. She grew inattentive around him and became unable to recall everything that he has said and done to her. She became bored and were not seeing anything new through her lazy eyes. It occured to her, that despite her attraction towards Lane didn't lie solely in his outside physical beauty, she got bored of it. It didn't matter if she was attracted by what was within him. Like any other attraction, or a crush, inside or outside, it was not going to last forever. Her attraction towards Lane was pure, but it wasn't love. Lizzie was struck by the thought.
Just as he was almost gone out of the park, Lizzie caught up to him.
"Woah, Lizzie, anything else you wanted to say?" he asked her worriedly.
"Yeah... Uh... Lane..."
"Yeah I'm listening."
"We need to stop seeing each other."
To Be Continued...
I saw Lizzie McGuire today. They said they were doing more episodes with morals in em recently, and they were right. It had morals. Or was it a recent episode? The cartoon Lizzie looked a bit weird... Was it newer, or was it older? Anybody got any info on that? Ah anyhow gimme reviews, men. I want reviews. Oh and I lied - this isn't going to be a three-parter. Much more dramatic that way and much more drama is good, right? Eh whatever.