Disclaimer- I don't own the show. I don't own any of the products mentioned. I made up Andrew. Take him, I don't care. I don't own John Mayer... but I can always dream.
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"Hey, Lizzie. I need to tell you something..." Gordo started.
"What's up, Gordo?" Lizzie asked. The look on his face was pretty serious.
"Andrew.."
"What about him?" Lizzie said slowly, as if talking to a five year old.
"Andrew is planning on having sex with you. I heard him talking to some athletes saying that he was going to score, no matter how hard you tried to stop him," Gordo said with a sad face. "He said you were 'going to fight it', but that it didn't matter."
"He said what?"
"I'm sorry, Lizzie. He's just not the guy you think he is," Gordo explained.
"Who's not the guy you think he is?" Andrew said with a smile as he walked up to Gordo and Lizzie, and put his hand on Lizzie's shoulder. Gordo looked at him with a mad look, but the look Lizzie gave him was probably illegal in 24 states and some small countries. Andrew, though, looked confused, and was all of a sudden very glad that Lizzie didn't keep pepper spray in her bag.
"What's going on?" Andrew asked with a nervous look on his face.
Lizzie then pushed his hand off her shoulder and pushed him down. Andrew was quite surprised so he fell right over. Lizzie then smacked him. It was very loud, and the music stopped, and everyone looked as Lizzie repeatedly hit this guy who was taller, older, and more athletic than she was. She was all out punching the guy. Andrew just layed there, taking all of her punches, even though he didn't know why she was angry, when he had finally had enough so he reached up quickly and grabbed her arms, and pulled her up with him.
"Lizzie, what is your problem?" Andrew whispered quietly so as not to draw more attention to them.
"My problem," Lizzie yelled, "is that you aren't really my friend. You are just a guy who wants to 'score' with me, and you know I'm 'going to fight it', but it doesn't matter what I think."
"Have I given you any reason to think that?" Andrew asked.
"Not to my face, but that's what you told some jocks a few minutes ago." Lizzie responded.
"I told some soccer players that I was going to score big in this weeks' game," Andrew told her. "If you want witnesses, I'll bring you some of them. Jay Carraway is very honest, and Arthur Radley won't even say the word 'sex', much less have a conversation about it. The closest you and I have even gotten to more than friends was at the mall when I told you to get a less revealing swimsuit."
"Oh yeah... But Gordo, didn't he say my name?" Lizzie brought up.
"Uh..." Gordo looked embarrassed as he was realizing that his statements were probably wrong. "No." He saw the look on Lizzie and Andrew's face. "I am so sorry. I just wanted Lizzie to be okay. I'm sorry Lizzie. I'm sorry Andrew." He looked like he was about to cry. "Really, I just assumed the worst."
"It was an honest mistake. I probably would've thought the same thing, so I forgive you," Andrew comfortingly told Gordo.
"I can't believe you made me look so dumb. First, you reject me for no reason, and then once I'm happy, you have to go be jealous. I am not yours. You made that choice, now deal with the consequences." Lizzie was fuming. By this time, someone had turned the music back on, and "Why Georgia" by John Mayer had been playing.
"I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
Wood in places to make it feel like home
But all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
Or just the stirring in my soul
Either way I wonder sometimes
About the outcome
Of a still verdictless life"
Lizzie walked over to Andrew and kissed him. Gordo looked really upset and walked out of the house. The kiss was over, and Lizzie looked at Andrew and smiled.
"Am I living it right?
Why Georgia, why?
So what, so I've got a smile on
But it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don't believe me
When I say I've got it down
Everybody is just a stranger but
That's the danger in going my own way
I guess it's the price I have to pay
Still 'everything happens for a reason'
Is no reason not to ask myself
If I am living it right"
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Andrew took Lizzie home, and he walked her to the door.
"Thank you for being you," Lizzie said to Andrew.
"Your welcome," Andrew laughed.
"Well, I guess I better go inside.." Lizzie started.
"Yeah, I guess you better."
"Well, Goodnight." Lizzie turned and started to walk towards the door.
"Lizzie, what was that tonight? You're great, but I thought we were just friends," Andrew stated.
"Yeah, but we both know that it's eventually going to lead to more, so why can't we just cut to the chase?" Lizzie asked.
"For one thing, I like things to happen naturally. If I were going to kiss you, I would have wanted it to be at the right moment. Secondly, when I used to kiss Abigail, she was kissing me because she liked me, not so she could humiliate some other guy. Yeah, there is a spark between us, but you're kidding yourself if you don't think you used me tonight," Andrew explained.
"Okay, then, maybe it wasn't so natural, but I did not kiss you just to humilate Gordo. And, I didn't humiliate Gordo. He humiliated me," Lizzie said angrily.
"Do you honestly think that no one is going to say something derogatory about him at school on Monday?" Andrew asked. He looked at Lizzie and he could tell that she knew he was right. "Everyone gets rejected at some point in their life. I'm so sorry that you big rejection was someone you really cared about, but if he didn't feel the way you did, then he was doing the right thing. You can't punish him forever."
Lizzie looked up at Andrew with tears in her eyes. "Why can't everything just be okay?"
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The next day, Lizzie was awakened by the sound of the phone ringing.
"Hello?" Lizzie asked groggily.
"OH MY GOSH, YOU HAVE GOT TO COME OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!" Miranda yelled into the phone.
"Is everything okay?" Lizzie asked, now wide awake.
"YES, JUST GET OVER HERE PLEASE!" Miranda begged.
"Okay, I'll be there in a bit," Lizzie said as she crawled out of bed.
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Lizzie was walking to Miranda's house. She was about two houses down when she saw it. In Miranda's driveway was a red Toyota Celica convertible. Lizzie ran in front of Miranda's house and screamed, mainly just to let Miranda know she was here.
Miranda ran out of the house. "LIZZIE!!"
"MIRANDA!! This is so nice. What year is it?"
"It's a '95. My parents totally surprised me with it this morning," Miranda responded happily.
Lizzie started to get a sad look on her face, but Miranda didn't notice.
"I'm so happy for you, Miranda, but I have to go back home. I have to do something," Lizzie said.
"Okay. Thanks, Lizzie for coming over here. Bye." Miranda told her.
"Bye," Lizzie responded as she turned and headed back home. When she got relatively far away, she started to recite the lyrics of a song she had heard recently. "I wonder sometimes about the outcome of a still verdictless life. Am I living it right?"
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Will Lizzie ever sort her problems out? What kind of car will she get for her birthday? What's Gordo's problem? Find out relatively soon. Read and review, good or bad.
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"Hey, Lizzie. I need to tell you something..." Gordo started.
"What's up, Gordo?" Lizzie asked. The look on his face was pretty serious.
"Andrew.."
"What about him?" Lizzie said slowly, as if talking to a five year old.
"Andrew is planning on having sex with you. I heard him talking to some athletes saying that he was going to score, no matter how hard you tried to stop him," Gordo said with a sad face. "He said you were 'going to fight it', but that it didn't matter."
"He said what?"
"I'm sorry, Lizzie. He's just not the guy you think he is," Gordo explained.
"Who's not the guy you think he is?" Andrew said with a smile as he walked up to Gordo and Lizzie, and put his hand on Lizzie's shoulder. Gordo looked at him with a mad look, but the look Lizzie gave him was probably illegal in 24 states and some small countries. Andrew, though, looked confused, and was all of a sudden very glad that Lizzie didn't keep pepper spray in her bag.
"What's going on?" Andrew asked with a nervous look on his face.
Lizzie then pushed his hand off her shoulder and pushed him down. Andrew was quite surprised so he fell right over. Lizzie then smacked him. It was very loud, and the music stopped, and everyone looked as Lizzie repeatedly hit this guy who was taller, older, and more athletic than she was. She was all out punching the guy. Andrew just layed there, taking all of her punches, even though he didn't know why she was angry, when he had finally had enough so he reached up quickly and grabbed her arms, and pulled her up with him.
"Lizzie, what is your problem?" Andrew whispered quietly so as not to draw more attention to them.
"My problem," Lizzie yelled, "is that you aren't really my friend. You are just a guy who wants to 'score' with me, and you know I'm 'going to fight it', but it doesn't matter what I think."
"Have I given you any reason to think that?" Andrew asked.
"Not to my face, but that's what you told some jocks a few minutes ago." Lizzie responded.
"I told some soccer players that I was going to score big in this weeks' game," Andrew told her. "If you want witnesses, I'll bring you some of them. Jay Carraway is very honest, and Arthur Radley won't even say the word 'sex', much less have a conversation about it. The closest you and I have even gotten to more than friends was at the mall when I told you to get a less revealing swimsuit."
"Oh yeah... But Gordo, didn't he say my name?" Lizzie brought up.
"Uh..." Gordo looked embarrassed as he was realizing that his statements were probably wrong. "No." He saw the look on Lizzie and Andrew's face. "I am so sorry. I just wanted Lizzie to be okay. I'm sorry Lizzie. I'm sorry Andrew." He looked like he was about to cry. "Really, I just assumed the worst."
"It was an honest mistake. I probably would've thought the same thing, so I forgive you," Andrew comfortingly told Gordo.
"I can't believe you made me look so dumb. First, you reject me for no reason, and then once I'm happy, you have to go be jealous. I am not yours. You made that choice, now deal with the consequences." Lizzie was fuming. By this time, someone had turned the music back on, and "Why Georgia" by John Mayer had been playing.
"I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
Wood in places to make it feel like home
But all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
Or just the stirring in my soul
Either way I wonder sometimes
About the outcome
Of a still verdictless life"
Lizzie walked over to Andrew and kissed him. Gordo looked really upset and walked out of the house. The kiss was over, and Lizzie looked at Andrew and smiled.
"Am I living it right?
Why Georgia, why?
So what, so I've got a smile on
But it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don't believe me
When I say I've got it down
Everybody is just a stranger but
That's the danger in going my own way
I guess it's the price I have to pay
Still 'everything happens for a reason'
Is no reason not to ask myself
If I am living it right"
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Andrew took Lizzie home, and he walked her to the door.
"Thank you for being you," Lizzie said to Andrew.
"Your welcome," Andrew laughed.
"Well, I guess I better go inside.." Lizzie started.
"Yeah, I guess you better."
"Well, Goodnight." Lizzie turned and started to walk towards the door.
"Lizzie, what was that tonight? You're great, but I thought we were just friends," Andrew stated.
"Yeah, but we both know that it's eventually going to lead to more, so why can't we just cut to the chase?" Lizzie asked.
"For one thing, I like things to happen naturally. If I were going to kiss you, I would have wanted it to be at the right moment. Secondly, when I used to kiss Abigail, she was kissing me because she liked me, not so she could humiliate some other guy. Yeah, there is a spark between us, but you're kidding yourself if you don't think you used me tonight," Andrew explained.
"Okay, then, maybe it wasn't so natural, but I did not kiss you just to humilate Gordo. And, I didn't humiliate Gordo. He humiliated me," Lizzie said angrily.
"Do you honestly think that no one is going to say something derogatory about him at school on Monday?" Andrew asked. He looked at Lizzie and he could tell that she knew he was right. "Everyone gets rejected at some point in their life. I'm so sorry that you big rejection was someone you really cared about, but if he didn't feel the way you did, then he was doing the right thing. You can't punish him forever."
Lizzie looked up at Andrew with tears in her eyes. "Why can't everything just be okay?"
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The next day, Lizzie was awakened by the sound of the phone ringing.
"Hello?" Lizzie asked groggily.
"OH MY GOSH, YOU HAVE GOT TO COME OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!" Miranda yelled into the phone.
"Is everything okay?" Lizzie asked, now wide awake.
"YES, JUST GET OVER HERE PLEASE!" Miranda begged.
"Okay, I'll be there in a bit," Lizzie said as she crawled out of bed.
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Lizzie was walking to Miranda's house. She was about two houses down when she saw it. In Miranda's driveway was a red Toyota Celica convertible. Lizzie ran in front of Miranda's house and screamed, mainly just to let Miranda know she was here.
Miranda ran out of the house. "LIZZIE!!"
"MIRANDA!! This is so nice. What year is it?"
"It's a '95. My parents totally surprised me with it this morning," Miranda responded happily.
Lizzie started to get a sad look on her face, but Miranda didn't notice.
"I'm so happy for you, Miranda, but I have to go back home. I have to do something," Lizzie said.
"Okay. Thanks, Lizzie for coming over here. Bye." Miranda told her.
"Bye," Lizzie responded as she turned and headed back home. When she got relatively far away, she started to recite the lyrics of a song she had heard recently. "I wonder sometimes about the outcome of a still verdictless life. Am I living it right?"
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Will Lizzie ever sort her problems out? What kind of car will she get for her birthday? What's Gordo's problem? Find out relatively soon. Read and review, good or bad.