Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Lizzie McGuire Gang, or Crossroads.
Gordo sat, arms folded, eyes narrowed staring at a typically painted wall that would be found in any school's hallway. He couldn't believe that jerk Coach Jeffries had busted him for skating down a tiny little corridor with no one except him on it! What was the deal with that?!
"David Gordon?" The principal's secretary Miss Smith, who resembled an un- coordinated penguin, stuck her head out from the frosted glass door.
"Yeah, that's me."
"The principal will see you now!"
Well duh.
"Ah, Mr. Gordon.please come in. Sit, sit." Principal Perry grinned like some sort of a mental patient after receiving their first does of daily medications.
Tentively, Gordo sat down in the itchy chair, which hardly matched the huge, black leather chair that he was parked in. He didn't want to make eye contact with the man.The way he was behaving, he was probably some sort of a psycho clown that could steal your soul just by looking you in the eye, and then you'd just be this soulless freak, and when you walked around people would feel your cold presence and .Well, he just didn't want to look him in the eye.
"I sense you are nervous Mr. Gordon.may I call you Gordo? I bet no-one has ever called you that before, but you see in my day any one with the first or second name Gordon was called "Gordo" Isn't that clever?!"
No way this man's a lunatic is there?
"Yeah! No, no-one's ever called me that! How swell it would be though!" Oh, great now he thinks he's made a friend!
"*Ahem* Now, to business! I hear you where skate boarding in the hallway! Now, that is not really acceptable!" Still smiling.
"Well, Principal Perry.may I call you Bob?"
"No."
"Fair enough.Anyway, I didn't mean any harm! There was no one I could endanger only myself, so really it was a selfless act!" Gordo plastered a fake smile across his face, and shrugged his shoulders, like a two year old trying to look innocent after eating a pet turtle.
"That may be so Gordo, but even though you are one of our top students we have to make an example of you.We'll have you on detention on Thursday and Friday after school. You can go now."
Gordo grabbed his bag and board and sprinted out of the office and banging smack into Miss Smith.
"Out of my way ya little brat!"
That is the way a normal adult should behave! Gordo stuck his head around the corner; not a soul in sight. He jumped on his board intent on getting the hell out of the dump before the sun went down.God Knows what happens here in the dark. He shuddered and took off.
*~*GORDO'S HOUSE*~*
"DAVID! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" Gordo's dad bellowed the second he set foot through the door.
"Oh, I was talking to the principal. I was skate boarding in the halls; no biggie!" he tried to make his way to his room with no more questions but no, this man was a shrink.good luck getting away.
"Well I don't care what it was for the point is, it was a serious enough offence to have to be sent to the principal, and your behaviour lately has been atrocious!"
"Excuse me dad, but it was a very traumatic experience for me too! He's off his head that man!"
"No, he's not! He's just.not crazy!"
"He is! He threatened to cut me up into little pieces and hide me under his floor boards!" Bit of an exaggeration there.
"He did?"
"No.but I'm sure he's capable of it!" Gordo's dad sighed and shook his head. He was trying to make him feel guilty. Not working.
"Well that settles it then."
"What?"
"You're not going to that film festival next week!"
"What?! But dad this is once in a lifetime! It's a sign! Why else would the school be closed for fumigation the same week as the Los Angeles film festival?"
"To let me give you a decent punishment is why!"
"Dad, I'm not a begging person.but I'm willing to beg! Please!!!!!!"
"Sorry David, but I'm putting my foot down. Go and put "Dumbo" on for Owen, in the lounge, and don't go pestering your mother when she gets in! She had her patient with the unhealthy Grinch obsession today."
Gordo groaned in frustration and stormed into the lounge. Oh great, it's the anti-Christ. Sitting on the floor, playing with a paper hat, was a dark haired 2 year old boy. Owen the destroyer.
"Davey, Davey, Dumbo, Dumbo! Davey dumbo!" He gestured frantically to the television and then back to Gordo.
"In a minute let me get a bag of cookies."
"NO! NOW!" And with that, Owen buried his foot into Gordo's knee, and exploded with laughter.
"Son of a bitch! God dammit!" I need to get out of here.soon. Then I need a smoke.
A/N: Ok, thank you for your reviews they've been very encouraging. I also took a snippet of the dialogue etc from Nick Hornsby's amazing book "About a Boy". To clarify, for those of you who have seen Crossroads and are familiar with the cast: There is no Mimi in this fic, some of her tendencies and qualities will have been transferred into Lizzie and Miranda. Miranda is sort of like Kit; popular, engaged etc I'm trying to make Lizzie become Lucy, but maybe not quite as innocent. So, therefore Gordo is Ben. I know these are perhaps, unlikely transformations but I'll be including chapters which explain how they came to be where they are in my fic. Thanx so much again. (Oh, and if you are going to flame it.at least have the guts to sign your name)
XOXO Lara
Gordo sat, arms folded, eyes narrowed staring at a typically painted wall that would be found in any school's hallway. He couldn't believe that jerk Coach Jeffries had busted him for skating down a tiny little corridor with no one except him on it! What was the deal with that?!
"David Gordon?" The principal's secretary Miss Smith, who resembled an un- coordinated penguin, stuck her head out from the frosted glass door.
"Yeah, that's me."
"The principal will see you now!"
Well duh.
"Ah, Mr. Gordon.please come in. Sit, sit." Principal Perry grinned like some sort of a mental patient after receiving their first does of daily medications.
Tentively, Gordo sat down in the itchy chair, which hardly matched the huge, black leather chair that he was parked in. He didn't want to make eye contact with the man.The way he was behaving, he was probably some sort of a psycho clown that could steal your soul just by looking you in the eye, and then you'd just be this soulless freak, and when you walked around people would feel your cold presence and .Well, he just didn't want to look him in the eye.
"I sense you are nervous Mr. Gordon.may I call you Gordo? I bet no-one has ever called you that before, but you see in my day any one with the first or second name Gordon was called "Gordo" Isn't that clever?!"
No way this man's a lunatic is there?
"Yeah! No, no-one's ever called me that! How swell it would be though!" Oh, great now he thinks he's made a friend!
"*Ahem* Now, to business! I hear you where skate boarding in the hallway! Now, that is not really acceptable!" Still smiling.
"Well, Principal Perry.may I call you Bob?"
"No."
"Fair enough.Anyway, I didn't mean any harm! There was no one I could endanger only myself, so really it was a selfless act!" Gordo plastered a fake smile across his face, and shrugged his shoulders, like a two year old trying to look innocent after eating a pet turtle.
"That may be so Gordo, but even though you are one of our top students we have to make an example of you.We'll have you on detention on Thursday and Friday after school. You can go now."
Gordo grabbed his bag and board and sprinted out of the office and banging smack into Miss Smith.
"Out of my way ya little brat!"
That is the way a normal adult should behave! Gordo stuck his head around the corner; not a soul in sight. He jumped on his board intent on getting the hell out of the dump before the sun went down.God Knows what happens here in the dark. He shuddered and took off.
*~*GORDO'S HOUSE*~*
"DAVID! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" Gordo's dad bellowed the second he set foot through the door.
"Oh, I was talking to the principal. I was skate boarding in the halls; no biggie!" he tried to make his way to his room with no more questions but no, this man was a shrink.good luck getting away.
"Well I don't care what it was for the point is, it was a serious enough offence to have to be sent to the principal, and your behaviour lately has been atrocious!"
"Excuse me dad, but it was a very traumatic experience for me too! He's off his head that man!"
"No, he's not! He's just.not crazy!"
"He is! He threatened to cut me up into little pieces and hide me under his floor boards!" Bit of an exaggeration there.
"He did?"
"No.but I'm sure he's capable of it!" Gordo's dad sighed and shook his head. He was trying to make him feel guilty. Not working.
"Well that settles it then."
"What?"
"You're not going to that film festival next week!"
"What?! But dad this is once in a lifetime! It's a sign! Why else would the school be closed for fumigation the same week as the Los Angeles film festival?"
"To let me give you a decent punishment is why!"
"Dad, I'm not a begging person.but I'm willing to beg! Please!!!!!!"
"Sorry David, but I'm putting my foot down. Go and put "Dumbo" on for Owen, in the lounge, and don't go pestering your mother when she gets in! She had her patient with the unhealthy Grinch obsession today."
Gordo groaned in frustration and stormed into the lounge. Oh great, it's the anti-Christ. Sitting on the floor, playing with a paper hat, was a dark haired 2 year old boy. Owen the destroyer.
"Davey, Davey, Dumbo, Dumbo! Davey dumbo!" He gestured frantically to the television and then back to Gordo.
"In a minute let me get a bag of cookies."
"NO! NOW!" And with that, Owen buried his foot into Gordo's knee, and exploded with laughter.
"Son of a bitch! God dammit!" I need to get out of here.soon. Then I need a smoke.
A/N: Ok, thank you for your reviews they've been very encouraging. I also took a snippet of the dialogue etc from Nick Hornsby's amazing book "About a Boy". To clarify, for those of you who have seen Crossroads and are familiar with the cast: There is no Mimi in this fic, some of her tendencies and qualities will have been transferred into Lizzie and Miranda. Miranda is sort of like Kit; popular, engaged etc I'm trying to make Lizzie become Lucy, but maybe not quite as innocent. So, therefore Gordo is Ben. I know these are perhaps, unlikely transformations but I'll be including chapters which explain how they came to be where they are in my fic. Thanx so much again. (Oh, and if you are going to flame it.at least have the guts to sign your name)
XOXO Lara