Prom
Chapter Three: The E-Mail
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"Hello?" Miranda said as she answered the phone.
"Hey Miranda, it's Lizzie," Lizzie said.
"Hey Lizzie, what's up?" she asked.
"Well, I have a... problem," Lizzie told her.
"I see, please explain it to Dr. Sanchez," Miranda said, pretending to be a psychiatrist.
"I'm serious Miranda," Lizzie said.
"Okay, what's wrong?" Miranda said seriously.
"I'd rather tell you face to face. Can you meet me at the Digital Bean?"
"Umm, hold on," she said, and yelled down the stairs to her mother. "Mom, can I meet Lizzie at the Digital Bean?"
"What time?" her mom called.
"What time Lizzie?" Miranda asked.
"As soon as possible," Lizzie said.
"Right now!" she yelled to her mom.
"Okay," she answered after a couple seconds. "But be back within an hour for dinner."
"Thanks ma!" she said, then put the reciever back to her ear. "She says I can come for an hour Lizzie."
"Great, meet you there," Lizzie said and hung up.
Miranda hung up and went downstairs and left, on her way to meet Lizzie.
- - -
"Lizzie," Miranda called to her friend as she entered the diner. Lizzie turned around and smiled.
"Hey," she replied. Miranda walked up to the table and sat down in the chair opposite Lizzie.
"So what's your 'problem,' Lizzie?" Miranda asked.
"Well... I have a crush on someone," Lizzie said.
"And that's a problem? It's great! Who is he?" Miranda asked excitedly.
"That's the problem," Lizzie said.
"You don't know who he is?" she asked.
"No, I mean its a problem who he is."
"You don't still have a crush on Ethan do you?" Miranda asked, looking unamused. "You better not, that's so old, plus Kate is like, all over him," she pointed out.
"No, it's not him. I mean, it's not a bad thing that I have a crush on this person, but I don't know if it would work out because of who it is," she explained.
"Tudgeman?" Miranda guessed.
"Ew," Lizzie said, remembering her experience in middle school. "I so don't think so, one date with him was enough for me." Miranda started naming off people, and she had listed about twenty before Lizzie stopped her.
"No, no, no. I'll just have to tell you, you'll never get it," Lizzie said.
"Yes, tell me," Miranda said, and scooted her chair as close to the table as she could, as if she was really eager to hear.
"Gordo," Lizzie mumbled, so Miranda couldn't understand her.
"What?"
"Gor-do," Lizzie said in syllables.
"Oh my God," Miranda said, and Lizzie laid her head onto her arms, which were on the table. "That's great Lizzie! I've always thought you'd look cute together. Seriously."
"Well I think we might too, and I've been having these feelings for him since we left middle school. And lately they've been stronger," she said, her head still down.
"Have you hinted to him?"
"Yeah, when we were walking home from school today, I held his hand and starting talking about when we were little," she said, and finally lefted her head, rubbing her eyes with her fingertips.
"And?" Miranda pushed on.
"He pulled away after a minute," she continued.
"Oh. Did he seem nervous when he pulled away?" Miranda asked.
"I don't know, why?" Lizzie asked curiously.
"Because if he wasn't nervous, he probably doesn't really have feelings for you, because he would think it was a friend thing, but if he was nervous, he probably does have feelings for you. Guys get nervous about stuff like that," she explained.
"I didn't notice if he was or not. I'm not a good judge of that anyway," Lizzie said.
"I'll talk to him about it," Miranda said.
"Don't!" Lizzie said loudly.
"Shh," Miranda said. "I won't be obvious about it. I'll say 'Do you have a crush on anyone?' or something, so it's not directly connected with you."
"Whatever, but if I find out that you told him, you're dead," Lizzie warned.
"I won't. But I gotta go now, my mom's gonna kill me before you have a chance to if I don't get home. Bye," Miranda said. She got up, pushed her chair in and left, leaving Lizzie to think. She sat there for about ten more minutes before she finally got up with a sigh and left.
- - -
When Lizzie got home, she decided to get online to check her mail and maybe get Gordo off her mind for a while. She logged onto AOL and the familiar voice said 'You've got mail.' Lizzie clicked on the mailbox in the upper-left corner of the screen. There were six or seven random junk e-mails, one from her cousin in Florida, and one from eCrush.com. She deleted the junk and quickly read her cousin's e-mail. Finally, she opened the eCrush e-mail. It said something about entering all the e-mail addresses of the people she thought it might be.
"I can't do that, if someone I enter is someone I don't really like, they'll think I do like them if it was them who sent it to me," she said to herself. "But if I..." she trailed off, getting an idea.
She entered Gordo's e-mail into one of the spaces and went to the next page. She figured if it was Gordo, she'd finally know, and if not, maybe he'd find out that she liked him without her having to tell him. When the next page popped up Lizzie scanned through it quickly.
It was Gordo that had sent her that e-mail! Her mouth dropped open slightly. After a minute, her open mouth formed into a smile. She logged off the internet and plugged her phone back in, dialing Miranda's number. She answered.
"Hello?"
"Miranda!" Lizzie yelled.
"Woah, why are you so excited?" Miranda said, holding the phone away from her ear for a minute, then putting it back, hoping Lizzie wouldn't yell anymore.
"Guess what?!" she said, a little quieter.
"You won the lottery?" Miranda guessed sarcastically.
"No," Lizzie said, practically oblivious to what Miranda said. "I was online and I got this eCrush thing and guess who it was from?!"
"No way... Gordo?" Miranda asked.
"Yes!"
"Alright! That's great Lizzie! Now you'll be together any day now!" Miranda said, excited.
"I know. I'm so happy!" Lizzie said.
"I can imag- oh man, dad's spazzin', I gotta go finish dinner, I'll talk to you tomorrow at school, k?" Miranda said.
"Okay, bye," Lizzie said.
"Bye," Miranda hung up.
Lizzie hung up and danced her way down the stairs. "Woah there you dancing queen, dinner's ready, wash your hands and let's eat," her dad said as she bumped into him.
Lizzie danced to the bathroom and into the dining room. She ate dinner quickly, and her parents wondered why she was so happy. When she danced up to her room, they talked about it.
"Isn't it obvious?" Matt said. "She's in love." He stretched out the "o" sound in the word love, dramatizing the sentence.
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Nothing about the Prom in this chapter but at least you don't have to wait much longer until they hook up. ;) And to the people that reply about who's going to be crowned King and Queen, I already have the winners picked out, you'll just have to wait to find out. Hehe.
Chapter Three: The E-Mail
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"Hello?" Miranda said as she answered the phone.
"Hey Miranda, it's Lizzie," Lizzie said.
"Hey Lizzie, what's up?" she asked.
"Well, I have a... problem," Lizzie told her.
"I see, please explain it to Dr. Sanchez," Miranda said, pretending to be a psychiatrist.
"I'm serious Miranda," Lizzie said.
"Okay, what's wrong?" Miranda said seriously.
"I'd rather tell you face to face. Can you meet me at the Digital Bean?"
"Umm, hold on," she said, and yelled down the stairs to her mother. "Mom, can I meet Lizzie at the Digital Bean?"
"What time?" her mom called.
"What time Lizzie?" Miranda asked.
"As soon as possible," Lizzie said.
"Right now!" she yelled to her mom.
"Okay," she answered after a couple seconds. "But be back within an hour for dinner."
"Thanks ma!" she said, then put the reciever back to her ear. "She says I can come for an hour Lizzie."
"Great, meet you there," Lizzie said and hung up.
Miranda hung up and went downstairs and left, on her way to meet Lizzie.
- - -
"Lizzie," Miranda called to her friend as she entered the diner. Lizzie turned around and smiled.
"Hey," she replied. Miranda walked up to the table and sat down in the chair opposite Lizzie.
"So what's your 'problem,' Lizzie?" Miranda asked.
"Well... I have a crush on someone," Lizzie said.
"And that's a problem? It's great! Who is he?" Miranda asked excitedly.
"That's the problem," Lizzie said.
"You don't know who he is?" she asked.
"No, I mean its a problem who he is."
"You don't still have a crush on Ethan do you?" Miranda asked, looking unamused. "You better not, that's so old, plus Kate is like, all over him," she pointed out.
"No, it's not him. I mean, it's not a bad thing that I have a crush on this person, but I don't know if it would work out because of who it is," she explained.
"Tudgeman?" Miranda guessed.
"Ew," Lizzie said, remembering her experience in middle school. "I so don't think so, one date with him was enough for me." Miranda started naming off people, and she had listed about twenty before Lizzie stopped her.
"No, no, no. I'll just have to tell you, you'll never get it," Lizzie said.
"Yes, tell me," Miranda said, and scooted her chair as close to the table as she could, as if she was really eager to hear.
"Gordo," Lizzie mumbled, so Miranda couldn't understand her.
"What?"
"Gor-do," Lizzie said in syllables.
"Oh my God," Miranda said, and Lizzie laid her head onto her arms, which were on the table. "That's great Lizzie! I've always thought you'd look cute together. Seriously."
"Well I think we might too, and I've been having these feelings for him since we left middle school. And lately they've been stronger," she said, her head still down.
"Have you hinted to him?"
"Yeah, when we were walking home from school today, I held his hand and starting talking about when we were little," she said, and finally lefted her head, rubbing her eyes with her fingertips.
"And?" Miranda pushed on.
"He pulled away after a minute," she continued.
"Oh. Did he seem nervous when he pulled away?" Miranda asked.
"I don't know, why?" Lizzie asked curiously.
"Because if he wasn't nervous, he probably doesn't really have feelings for you, because he would think it was a friend thing, but if he was nervous, he probably does have feelings for you. Guys get nervous about stuff like that," she explained.
"I didn't notice if he was or not. I'm not a good judge of that anyway," Lizzie said.
"I'll talk to him about it," Miranda said.
"Don't!" Lizzie said loudly.
"Shh," Miranda said. "I won't be obvious about it. I'll say 'Do you have a crush on anyone?' or something, so it's not directly connected with you."
"Whatever, but if I find out that you told him, you're dead," Lizzie warned.
"I won't. But I gotta go now, my mom's gonna kill me before you have a chance to if I don't get home. Bye," Miranda said. She got up, pushed her chair in and left, leaving Lizzie to think. She sat there for about ten more minutes before she finally got up with a sigh and left.
- - -
When Lizzie got home, she decided to get online to check her mail and maybe get Gordo off her mind for a while. She logged onto AOL and the familiar voice said 'You've got mail.' Lizzie clicked on the mailbox in the upper-left corner of the screen. There were six or seven random junk e-mails, one from her cousin in Florida, and one from eCrush.com. She deleted the junk and quickly read her cousin's e-mail. Finally, she opened the eCrush e-mail. It said something about entering all the e-mail addresses of the people she thought it might be.
"I can't do that, if someone I enter is someone I don't really like, they'll think I do like them if it was them who sent it to me," she said to herself. "But if I..." she trailed off, getting an idea.
She entered Gordo's e-mail into one of the spaces and went to the next page. She figured if it was Gordo, she'd finally know, and if not, maybe he'd find out that she liked him without her having to tell him. When the next page popped up Lizzie scanned through it quickly.
It was Gordo that had sent her that e-mail! Her mouth dropped open slightly. After a minute, her open mouth formed into a smile. She logged off the internet and plugged her phone back in, dialing Miranda's number. She answered.
"Hello?"
"Miranda!" Lizzie yelled.
"Woah, why are you so excited?" Miranda said, holding the phone away from her ear for a minute, then putting it back, hoping Lizzie wouldn't yell anymore.
"Guess what?!" she said, a little quieter.
"You won the lottery?" Miranda guessed sarcastically.
"No," Lizzie said, practically oblivious to what Miranda said. "I was online and I got this eCrush thing and guess who it was from?!"
"No way... Gordo?" Miranda asked.
"Yes!"
"Alright! That's great Lizzie! Now you'll be together any day now!" Miranda said, excited.
"I know. I'm so happy!" Lizzie said.
"I can imag- oh man, dad's spazzin', I gotta go finish dinner, I'll talk to you tomorrow at school, k?" Miranda said.
"Okay, bye," Lizzie said.
"Bye," Miranda hung up.
Lizzie hung up and danced her way down the stairs. "Woah there you dancing queen, dinner's ready, wash your hands and let's eat," her dad said as she bumped into him.
Lizzie danced to the bathroom and into the dining room. She ate dinner quickly, and her parents wondered why she was so happy. When she danced up to her room, they talked about it.
"Isn't it obvious?" Matt said. "She's in love." He stretched out the "o" sound in the word love, dramatizing the sentence.
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Nothing about the Prom in this chapter but at least you don't have to wait much longer until they hook up. ;) And to the people that reply about who's going to be crowned King and Queen, I already have the winners picked out, you'll just have to wait to find out. Hehe.
