"Is it that bad?" Lizzie asked.
"Yes!" Gordo seemed really upset.
Lizzie started to walk to the door to look, but Gordo stopped her. "Let me see it, Gordo."
"You promise you won't laugh?"
"Yes. And if it's that bad you can probably get a new one as a graduation present. It's not the end of the world, Gordo."
"Well, I guess you can look," Gordo still seemed unsure.
Lizzie walked to the front door, opened it, and walked outside. There stood a brand new white-gold Land Rover Discovery. Her mouth was wide open in shock as she turned around to face Gordo. He was hanging his head in humiliation.
"Why couldn't they have just gotten me something normal?" Gordo was upset.
"Why is this a bad thing?" Lizzie was really confused.
"It's just that," Gordo started, "this isn't the kinda car you'd expect me to drive. This is the car that you'd expect Kate or Ethan to drive. Gosh, can't you just envision Ethan pulling up playing some kind of crap on the cd player, talking about going off-roading? I am stuck with this preppy car."
"Gordo, I love it. Now let's go okay? And you did say 'cd player' didn't you?"
Gordo smiled. "Yeah, but we're listening to my kind of music. Your style is too Ethan-esque, and we're staying as far away from that as possible."
Lizzie laughed. "I guess I can handle that."
**********
On their way to the Grill and Chill, Gordo put in a cd and clicked to the song "#41" by the Dave Matthews Band. Lizzie wasn't too satisfied with the musical selections because she really was into music like Justin Timberlake and Nelly and Britney Spears and stuff. Gordo enjoyed acoustic stuff like DMB and John Mayer.
Lizzie was listening to the lyrics as she looked at Gordo
"...I wanted to stay, I wanted to play, I wanted to love you..."
He was a lot taller than he had been in eighth grade. He was pretty much the same size as all the other sophomores. He was very clean-cut now. The look suited him. Lizzie suddenly wondered why they weren't together. She then focused on the music some more.
"...I'm coming waltzing back and moving into your head, please, I wouldn't pass this by, and I wouldn't take more than I need..."
Lizzie knew she had to tell Gordo. Tonight.
**************
They were sitting in the back of DQ when Lizzie decided to for it.
"Uh, Gordo, can I tell you something?"
"Yeah, Lizzie, you can tell me anything."
"Um, okay then," Lizzie laughed nervously. "I've been thinking a lot, you know, about how sometimes we hold hands and stuff, and tonight I looked at you and I really wondered why we weren't officially together, and I thought that maybe we could be, and we could, you know, like, kiss, and stuff." Lizzie had been looking down the whole time, and she finally looked up at Gordo. She could tell that she had made the wrong choice.
"Lizzie," Gordo started with a terribly sad look on his face, "you are so great. And you mean so much to me, but I can only be friends with you. I don't even think we should have our special moments anymore. I'm sorry, but just can't go to the next level with you."
"oh.." Lizzie said, with the fakest smile on her face. "Are you ready to go? We need to go pick up Miranda."
"Uh, yeah, let's go." Gordo said. "Lizzie, please don't be upset."
Lizzie put on the fake smile again. "I'm fine."
They walked out to the car and Gordo tried to be nice and open the passenger door for her, but Lizzie got in the backseat instead. When they picked up Miranda, she was shocked to see Gordo's new car, and even more so when she noticed that Lizzie was sitting in the back. Gordo once again turned on some DMB, but this time it was "The Space Between."
"The space between
The tears we cry...
is the laughter that keeps us coming back for more
The space between...
The wicked lies we tell and hope to keep safe from the pain
But will I hold you again?"
When they got to the theatre, Gordo walked into the aisle first, and Lizzie shoved Miranda in next to him. At the end of the night, Gordo took Miranda home first and then when they got to Lizzie's house, he started to walk her to the door, but she ran in quickly and shut the door. Gordo looked very upset, as he got back in the car and drove off. Lizzie went straight to her room and cried.
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What's Gordo's problem? Will Lizzie continue to be his friend? Will Miranda's car be as nice as Gordo's? Find out soon. Review, good or bad. And really, I don't want this to be the typical L/G fic. I'm going to try to shake it up a bit.
"Yes!" Gordo seemed really upset.
Lizzie started to walk to the door to look, but Gordo stopped her. "Let me see it, Gordo."
"You promise you won't laugh?"
"Yes. And if it's that bad you can probably get a new one as a graduation present. It's not the end of the world, Gordo."
"Well, I guess you can look," Gordo still seemed unsure.
Lizzie walked to the front door, opened it, and walked outside. There stood a brand new white-gold Land Rover Discovery. Her mouth was wide open in shock as she turned around to face Gordo. He was hanging his head in humiliation.
"Why couldn't they have just gotten me something normal?" Gordo was upset.
"Why is this a bad thing?" Lizzie was really confused.
"It's just that," Gordo started, "this isn't the kinda car you'd expect me to drive. This is the car that you'd expect Kate or Ethan to drive. Gosh, can't you just envision Ethan pulling up playing some kind of crap on the cd player, talking about going off-roading? I am stuck with this preppy car."
"Gordo, I love it. Now let's go okay? And you did say 'cd player' didn't you?"
Gordo smiled. "Yeah, but we're listening to my kind of music. Your style is too Ethan-esque, and we're staying as far away from that as possible."
Lizzie laughed. "I guess I can handle that."
**********
On their way to the Grill and Chill, Gordo put in a cd and clicked to the song "#41" by the Dave Matthews Band. Lizzie wasn't too satisfied with the musical selections because she really was into music like Justin Timberlake and Nelly and Britney Spears and stuff. Gordo enjoyed acoustic stuff like DMB and John Mayer.
Lizzie was listening to the lyrics as she looked at Gordo
"...I wanted to stay, I wanted to play, I wanted to love you..."
He was a lot taller than he had been in eighth grade. He was pretty much the same size as all the other sophomores. He was very clean-cut now. The look suited him. Lizzie suddenly wondered why they weren't together. She then focused on the music some more.
"...I'm coming waltzing back and moving into your head, please, I wouldn't pass this by, and I wouldn't take more than I need..."
Lizzie knew she had to tell Gordo. Tonight.
**************
They were sitting in the back of DQ when Lizzie decided to for it.
"Uh, Gordo, can I tell you something?"
"Yeah, Lizzie, you can tell me anything."
"Um, okay then," Lizzie laughed nervously. "I've been thinking a lot, you know, about how sometimes we hold hands and stuff, and tonight I looked at you and I really wondered why we weren't officially together, and I thought that maybe we could be, and we could, you know, like, kiss, and stuff." Lizzie had been looking down the whole time, and she finally looked up at Gordo. She could tell that she had made the wrong choice.
"Lizzie," Gordo started with a terribly sad look on his face, "you are so great. And you mean so much to me, but I can only be friends with you. I don't even think we should have our special moments anymore. I'm sorry, but just can't go to the next level with you."
"oh.." Lizzie said, with the fakest smile on her face. "Are you ready to go? We need to go pick up Miranda."
"Uh, yeah, let's go." Gordo said. "Lizzie, please don't be upset."
Lizzie put on the fake smile again. "I'm fine."
They walked out to the car and Gordo tried to be nice and open the passenger door for her, but Lizzie got in the backseat instead. When they picked up Miranda, she was shocked to see Gordo's new car, and even more so when she noticed that Lizzie was sitting in the back. Gordo once again turned on some DMB, but this time it was "The Space Between."
"The space between
The tears we cry...
is the laughter that keeps us coming back for more
The space between...
The wicked lies we tell and hope to keep safe from the pain
But will I hold you again?"
When they got to the theatre, Gordo walked into the aisle first, and Lizzie shoved Miranda in next to him. At the end of the night, Gordo took Miranda home first and then when they got to Lizzie's house, he started to walk her to the door, but she ran in quickly and shut the door. Gordo looked very upset, as he got back in the car and drove off. Lizzie went straight to her room and cried.
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What's Gordo's problem? Will Lizzie continue to be his friend? Will Miranda's car be as nice as Gordo's? Find out soon. Review, good or bad. And really, I don't want this to be the typical L/G fic. I'm going to try to shake it up a bit.