Okay...here's chap. 2!
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"Gordo? Gordo? Are you there?" Lizzie yelled.
"What, Lizzie? I'm...busy at the moment." Gordo said yelling out his upstairs window.
"Oh, Fransesca? I see. I'll just..." Lizzie was trying to send Gordo on a guilt trip.
"No, not Fran. Just my speech." He said.
"Oh. Well, I guess I'll just leave you alone then." She said.
"No. Actually, I need a little break. You know where the spare key is, come on in." He said.
Lizzie walked up to the Gordon's front steps and took the spare key they had inside one of the flower pots. "Geez, I just love
when Gordo gets lazy." She said.
"Come on in Liz." Gordo said after she knocked. She'd already walked in on him changing once, even though he was only shirtless.
She didn't need that to happen especially when he has a girlfriend.
"Hey. How's the speech coming?" She asked.
"Well...it's not. I've been kinda down."
"Oh? What's wrong Gordo?" Lizzie asked.
"Well, Fran broke up wth me about half an hour ago. I'm kind of confused. She said Ethan wants to go out with her." Gordo said.
"Oh. I'm..I'm sorry Gordo. I know how much it hurts to get dumped for someone else." Lizzie said.
"Hey! That was Ralph's loss." Gordo joked.
"Gordo, you and I both know that his name is RONNIE." Lizzie said. "And besides, he's one of those people that will never be happy,
because he's always looking for better. But whatever."
Gordo thought back to when Ronnie broke up with Lizzie. She was a mess. He's told Lizzie every time Ronnie comes up, 'It was his
loss, Lizzie.' He knew she could do better, too. She needed someone funny, smart, well someone like Gor-
"Hey? You alive? Come on, get yourself together, wipe those tears, and we'll go have some pizza." Lizzie commented.
"I was not crying." Gordo said sternly.
"Oh no? Then what are these?" Lizzie said, leaning in to touch his cheek. Gordo looked at her hand. Her fingers were wet.
"Is that possible? To cry without even realizing you were crying?" Gordo said.
"Who cares? I'm hungry. Let's go." Lizzie said walking out of the room.
'Wait a minute...did I just think that Lizzie needs someone like me?' Gordo thought to himself. 'Whatever.'
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They hopped into Gordo's brand new BMW and headed over to the Digital Pepperoni. The Digital Bean had been sold to a new
owner, and they made it a pizza place. It wasn't a bad pizza place, either.
"Purple Haze all in my brain, lately things just don't seem the same..." Lizzie sang. She liked to make fun of Gordo, due to
the fact that he was only person in the school who actually listened to Jimi Hendrix and liked it.
"Lizzie?"
"Yes, Gordo?" Lizzie said.
"If you, or anybody else for that matter, don't listen to Jimi Hendrix...how do you know the words to this song?" He asked.
"DUH! The band only plays it at the football games, and that kid Dave, ya know the one that plays the saxophone? He sings
it into the mic. You should go to a football game sometime Dave. I think you'd enjoy it."
"Lizzie?"
"What now, Gordo? I'm listening to Purple Haze!" Lizzie was feigning being perturbed.
"Did you just call me Dave?" He asked, turning down the radio.
"Did I?" She said. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, it just slipped out."
"No. It's okay. Call me what you want. Just don't tell anyone I let you call me that." He said, looking into her eyes.
"I can call you whatever I want? Are you sure? I know Fran used to call you Dave."
"Lizzie, whatever you want to call me."
"Okay, poopiehead." Lizzie joked. She turned to the radio and blasted it for the end of Purple Haze, screaming every lyric
in what seemed like a competition between her and the car as to who could sing louder.
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K...well, there's chapter 2! And as for Purple Haze...I don;t own that. But I guess you'd have to go to my school to get it.
It's just one big inside joke between the band. Yes, we're dorks.
Please Review!!! PLEEEEASEEEEEEE????
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"Gordo? Gordo? Are you there?" Lizzie yelled.
"What, Lizzie? I'm...busy at the moment." Gordo said yelling out his upstairs window.
"Oh, Fransesca? I see. I'll just..." Lizzie was trying to send Gordo on a guilt trip.
"No, not Fran. Just my speech." He said.
"Oh. Well, I guess I'll just leave you alone then." She said.
"No. Actually, I need a little break. You know where the spare key is, come on in." He said.
Lizzie walked up to the Gordon's front steps and took the spare key they had inside one of the flower pots. "Geez, I just love
when Gordo gets lazy." She said.
"Come on in Liz." Gordo said after she knocked. She'd already walked in on him changing once, even though he was only shirtless.
She didn't need that to happen especially when he has a girlfriend.
"Hey. How's the speech coming?" She asked.
"Well...it's not. I've been kinda down."
"Oh? What's wrong Gordo?" Lizzie asked.
"Well, Fran broke up wth me about half an hour ago. I'm kind of confused. She said Ethan wants to go out with her." Gordo said.
"Oh. I'm..I'm sorry Gordo. I know how much it hurts to get dumped for someone else." Lizzie said.
"Hey! That was Ralph's loss." Gordo joked.
"Gordo, you and I both know that his name is RONNIE." Lizzie said. "And besides, he's one of those people that will never be happy,
because he's always looking for better. But whatever."
Gordo thought back to when Ronnie broke up with Lizzie. She was a mess. He's told Lizzie every time Ronnie comes up, 'It was his
loss, Lizzie.' He knew she could do better, too. She needed someone funny, smart, well someone like Gor-
"Hey? You alive? Come on, get yourself together, wipe those tears, and we'll go have some pizza." Lizzie commented.
"I was not crying." Gordo said sternly.
"Oh no? Then what are these?" Lizzie said, leaning in to touch his cheek. Gordo looked at her hand. Her fingers were wet.
"Is that possible? To cry without even realizing you were crying?" Gordo said.
"Who cares? I'm hungry. Let's go." Lizzie said walking out of the room.
'Wait a minute...did I just think that Lizzie needs someone like me?' Gordo thought to himself. 'Whatever.'
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They hopped into Gordo's brand new BMW and headed over to the Digital Pepperoni. The Digital Bean had been sold to a new
owner, and they made it a pizza place. It wasn't a bad pizza place, either.
"Purple Haze all in my brain, lately things just don't seem the same..." Lizzie sang. She liked to make fun of Gordo, due to
the fact that he was only person in the school who actually listened to Jimi Hendrix and liked it.
"Lizzie?"
"Yes, Gordo?" Lizzie said.
"If you, or anybody else for that matter, don't listen to Jimi Hendrix...how do you know the words to this song?" He asked.
"DUH! The band only plays it at the football games, and that kid Dave, ya know the one that plays the saxophone? He sings
it into the mic. You should go to a football game sometime Dave. I think you'd enjoy it."
"Lizzie?"
"What now, Gordo? I'm listening to Purple Haze!" Lizzie was feigning being perturbed.
"Did you just call me Dave?" He asked, turning down the radio.
"Did I?" She said. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, it just slipped out."
"No. It's okay. Call me what you want. Just don't tell anyone I let you call me that." He said, looking into her eyes.
"I can call you whatever I want? Are you sure? I know Fran used to call you Dave."
"Lizzie, whatever you want to call me."
"Okay, poopiehead." Lizzie joked. She turned to the radio and blasted it for the end of Purple Haze, screaming every lyric
in what seemed like a competition between her and the car as to who could sing louder.
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K...well, there's chapter 2! And as for Purple Haze...I don;t own that. But I guess you'd have to go to my school to get it.
It's just one big inside joke between the band. Yes, we're dorks.
Please Review!!! PLEEEEASEEEEEEE????