A/N: It kinda turns into a songfic in this chapter.
Gordo went straight home after school, too preoccupied to even talk to Lizzie and Miranda much.
He headed to his mom and dad's office.
"I need you guys to shrink me." Gordo said as he sat down on the sofa
"Oh! It's finally happened! Our son is going to share his feelings with us!" His mother said, her eyes getting teary.
"You know, I could just leave."
"No no! Stay! We'd love to listen to you!" his father said, getting his clipboard
Gordo eyed it, sighed and started talking.
"See, I like this girl, and I don't know if she likes me, well, maybe. But even if she does, she's moving in 2 weeks, and I won't get to see her for a long time. I don't know if I should even tell her because it just seems kind of pointless. But if I keep it a secret for much longer I'm afraid its all going to build up inside of me and I'm going to strike at the next person who crosses my path!" as he said the last sentence he shot upright in his chair and said it so loudly that his father and mother jumped and his father dropped the clipboard.
"I see." Said his father, writing on a paper on the clipboard.
"That's all you can say? Maybe mom should shrink me instead.
"Oh! I know who it is! I know who it is!" his mother said in a sing-songy voice
"Yeah mom, I'm pretty sure we all do."
"Okay, I think if you like this girl, you should tell her exactly how you feel. She'll understand."
"Thanks mom. I have to go do homework or something." He said, getting up and walking out of the room.
Gordo went into his room and turned on radiohead as he started planning his presentation.
He'd finished it by Monday and asked for special permission to do it that day because he couldn't wait any longer.
"I feel like I'm going to throw up, or pass out, whichever comes first." He told Miranda
The bell rang
"Well, this is it." He said to no one in particular.
The next thing he knew he was standing in front of the class. He clicked to "play" button on his cd player and began to sing. He imagined he and Lizzie were the only to people in the room.
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I 'm a creep
I 'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
She's running out again
She's running out
She run, run, run run
Run
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
I wow, he's so good! I didn't know that he could sing. I Lizzie thought
She slowly realized he was looking right at her. She listened to the lyrics and felt herself choking up.
She brought her hand to her chest as if to ask "me?" but quickly brought it down again.
After he finished, she waited about 3 seconds and walked out of the room and started crying. She stood by the door.
Gordo went straight home after school, too preoccupied to even talk to Lizzie and Miranda much.
He headed to his mom and dad's office.
"I need you guys to shrink me." Gordo said as he sat down on the sofa
"Oh! It's finally happened! Our son is going to share his feelings with us!" His mother said, her eyes getting teary.
"You know, I could just leave."
"No no! Stay! We'd love to listen to you!" his father said, getting his clipboard
Gordo eyed it, sighed and started talking.
"See, I like this girl, and I don't know if she likes me, well, maybe. But even if she does, she's moving in 2 weeks, and I won't get to see her for a long time. I don't know if I should even tell her because it just seems kind of pointless. But if I keep it a secret for much longer I'm afraid its all going to build up inside of me and I'm going to strike at the next person who crosses my path!" as he said the last sentence he shot upright in his chair and said it so loudly that his father and mother jumped and his father dropped the clipboard.
"I see." Said his father, writing on a paper on the clipboard.
"That's all you can say? Maybe mom should shrink me instead.
"Oh! I know who it is! I know who it is!" his mother said in a sing-songy voice
"Yeah mom, I'm pretty sure we all do."
"Okay, I think if you like this girl, you should tell her exactly how you feel. She'll understand."
"Thanks mom. I have to go do homework or something." He said, getting up and walking out of the room.
Gordo went into his room and turned on radiohead as he started planning his presentation.
He'd finished it by Monday and asked for special permission to do it that day because he couldn't wait any longer.
"I feel like I'm going to throw up, or pass out, whichever comes first." He told Miranda
The bell rang
"Well, this is it." He said to no one in particular.
The next thing he knew he was standing in front of the class. He clicked to "play" button on his cd player and began to sing. He imagined he and Lizzie were the only to people in the room.
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I 'm a creep
I 'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
She's running out again
She's running out
She run, run, run run
Run
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here
I wow, he's so good! I didn't know that he could sing. I Lizzie thought
She slowly realized he was looking right at her. She listened to the lyrics and felt herself choking up.
She brought her hand to her chest as if to ask "me?" but quickly brought it down again.
After he finished, she waited about 3 seconds and walked out of the room and started crying. She stood by the door.