Disclaimer- I don't own the show. I don't own the products. The song played is Dave Matthews Band's "Grey Street"
Also, I would like to take a bit of time to address some of the reviews I got. For one thing, I'm sorry if the plot is confusing. I tried to straighten some things out in this chapter, but I don't know if I did a good job. For another thing, one anonymous reviewer put "I'd just like to let you know that not all of us live in a fantasy world where our parents buy us perfect cars. Some of us actually have to work for it." To this reviewer, I personally know that we don't all live in a fantasy world, but let's look at some things.
Number one, Gordo got a Land Rover Discovery. These are very expensive, but Gordo's parents are both psychiatrists or something of that sort.
Number two, Andrew has a Land Cruiser. These are even more expensive than Discoveries, but I have tried to make it seem like Andrew is rich and athletic, but doesn't care to flaunt those things.
Number three, I gave Miranda a 1995 Toyota Celica convertible. These are around $8,000, but I remembered the episode in which Miranda was nice to her mother and her mother bought her nice things in return. Anyway, I should start the story.
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After Miranda's birthday, there were two weeks left in the school year. Lizzie still avoided Gordo, which was fine, because Gordo avoided Lizzie. Lizzie and Andrew fell into the same category that Gordo and her had once been in, the friends with slight benefits category, because Andrew didn't want to force a relationship on Lizzie, and Lizzie didn't seem to care about much of anything. She didn't hang out with Miranda or Kate too often, because they'd urge her to fix things with Gordo. Lizzie didn't know how to fix things with Gordo, but she just gave them the notion that she didn't want to. Andrew would pick Lizzie up for school and drive her home most days, trying to get her to be normal again, but anyone could tell that her smiles were fake. Lizzie just felt as if her life was moving in the wrong direction. The only time she really spent with Andrew outside of school, was the Honors Banquet. Gordo had been there, so Lizzie gripped Andrew's hand tightly the entire time. At lunch everyday, Lizzie would sit with Andrew, and he'd talk to her, even though she obviously wasn't paying attention. One day, Wednesday, May 21st, some breakthroughs happened at lunch.
"Miranda?" Gordo asked.
"Yes?"
"Let's do something on Friday night."
"What?" Miranda looked up surprised. All Gordo had done recently was stay home and read. "What do you wanna do?"
"Let's go to the 'End of Year' Dance," Gordo responded.
"What?!?" Miranda was even more surprised.
"I am so tired of my house, and I think I should try to get out more and make new friends and such," Gordo told her. "And with you there, if it's completely awful I know I'll have someone to talk to."
"Okay," Miranda agreed.
"Great," Gordo said. Then, and Miranda had to look twice to verify, he actually smiled a real smile.
Meanwhile, at Lizzie and Andrew's table...
"Lizzie, do you want to go to the 'End of the Year' Dance with me?" Andrew asked. She was starting off into space. "Lizzie? Lizzie?"
"Huh?" Lizzie blankly responded.
"Do you want to go to the dance on Friday with me?" Andrew repeated. "I think we could have fun making fun of all those people who dance nasty."
"I'm sorry. I don't really feel like it," Lizzie said.
"Okay, that's cool, but if you change your mind just let me know."
"I will," Lizzie said as she looked over at Miranda and Gordo where Gordo was smiling.
'Darn,' she thought. 'He's happy and I'm still moping around.'
"Andrew," Lizzie said quickly. "I don't really want to go to the dance because I don't feel like getting dressed up."
"Uh, Lizzie, it's a jeans and t-shirt dance, not the prom," Andrew responded.
"Yeah, I know, but then there's the whole putting on make-up and fixing my hair, and the dances are always so hot and sweaty, so I was thinking why don't you just come over and watch a movie with me on Friday?" Lizzie asked.
Andrew was very surprised. "Yeah, definitely. What movie do you want to watch?"
"You pick. Something good and thoughtful and from 1990 or more recent," Lizzie said.
"Great, so we're on for Friday," Andrew replied.
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Friday night, Gordo and Miranda walked into the dance. Gordo immediately scanned the room, even standing over his tiptoes to look over the crowd.
"Do you really think she's here?" Miranda asked, completely surprising him.
"What?" Gordo asked, trying to play it off.
"I know you were looking for Lizzie," Miranda told him.
"Okay, you caught me. I was. I just needed to see where to avoid."
"Right," Miranda said slowly. Gordo didn't hear her.
Meanwhile, at the McGuire's...
"Okay, I wasn't sure what exactly you'd want, so I brought Good Will Hunting, Forrest Gump, and Toy Story. Which one do you want to watch?" Andrew asked Lizzie. She had really meant it when she said that she didn't want to get dressed up. She was wearing pajama pants and a t-shirt.
"Hmm.. I need some cheer in my life, so how about Toy Story?" Lizzie responded.
"Sure."
Andrew put the movie in, and they sat down on the couch and started to watch it. About halfway through, Lizzie looked at one of the pictures on the mantle. It was of Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo. She then looked at Andrew, and kissed him.
"Thank you for being so great to me," Lizzie told him.
"Your welcome," Andrew replied. "What caused this sudden exchange of emotions?"
"All of a sudden the urge hit me," Lizzie said.
Lizzie quickly kissed him again, then turned back to the movie. Little did she know, Andrew had seen her stare at the picture right before she kissed him.
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"Well, goodnight," Lizzie said after they had watched the movie and talked about unimportant things for awhile.
"Yeah, goodnight," Andrew responded.
Lizzie leaned in and kissed him again. "Bye."
"Bye," Andrew said, and then he walked to his car. He felt bad for kissing Lizzie when he knew that's not what she really wanted. Once he was on the road, he started to pay attention to the song that was currently playing on cd.
"Oh, look at how she listens,
She says nothing of what she thinks...
she just goes stumbling through her memories
staring out onto grey street.
But she thinks hey,
how did I come to this?
I dreamed myself a thousand times around the world
but I can't get out of this place.
There's an emptiness inside her
and she'd do anything to fill it in
but all the colors mix together to grey
and it breaks her heart.
How she wishes it was different.
She prays to God most every night
and though she swears he doesn't listen,
there's still a hope in her he might.
She says, I pray,
but they fall on deaf ears.
Am I supposed to take it on myself
to get out of this place?
There's an loneliness inside her
and she'd do anything to fill it in
and though it's red blood bleeding from her now
it feels like cold blue ice in her heart
when all the colors mix together to grey
and it breaks her heart.
There's a stranger speaks outside her door,
says take what you can from your dreams,
make them as real as anything.
Oh, with it, take the work out of the courage.
And she says please, there's a crazy man,
he's creeping outside my door.
I live on the corner of grey street and the end of the world.
There's an emptiness inside her
and she'd do anything to fill it in
and though it's red blood bleeding from her now
it's more like cold blue ice in her heart.
She feels like kicking out all the windows
and setting fire to this life.
It could change every thing about her
using colors, bold and bright,
but all the colors mix together to grey
and it breaks her heart."
"Ohhh. Now I get it," Andrew said out loud.
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The weeks went by, and Andrew and Lizzie continued to hand out, but he refrained from letting her kiss him. It finally got to her birthday, Saturday, June 21st, and her parents woke her up around eleven, and told her to join them outdoors. She knew it was so they could present her with her birthday present, her first car. She walked outside to the place where over two months ago Gordo had shown her his Land Rover, and there sat a red car with a union jack tag on the front. Lizzie ran down to examine it.
"Happy birthday, Lizzie," Jo said.
"It's 1986 Nissan Pulsar, and it's in good condition. We even got a new paint job for you. It has t-tops!" Sam said excitedly.
"Thanks, you guys!" Lizzie told them. Then she went inside to call Miranda.
"Miranda, you have got to come over here right now and see my car. It's not as nice as yours, but you'll still love it," Lizzie said.
"Lizzie, I really would love to, but I can't right now. I'll stop by this afternoon, okay?" Miranda asked.
"Yeah, cool," Lizzie said as she tried to hide her disappointment. "I guess I'll let you go, then."
"Okay, I'll see you later. Bye," Miranda responded as she hung up the phone. Then she looked up.
"What exactly is it that you need?" She asked.
Andrew was standing there in front of her.
"It's like this..."
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What is Andrew up to? What is Gordo thinking? Find out soon, I hope. Review, good or bad. Also, I would just like to say that the car I gave Lizzie including the new paint job was probably about $1,000, maybe less.
Also, I would like to take a bit of time to address some of the reviews I got. For one thing, I'm sorry if the plot is confusing. I tried to straighten some things out in this chapter, but I don't know if I did a good job. For another thing, one anonymous reviewer put "I'd just like to let you know that not all of us live in a fantasy world where our parents buy us perfect cars. Some of us actually have to work for it." To this reviewer, I personally know that we don't all live in a fantasy world, but let's look at some things.
Number one, Gordo got a Land Rover Discovery. These are very expensive, but Gordo's parents are both psychiatrists or something of that sort.
Number two, Andrew has a Land Cruiser. These are even more expensive than Discoveries, but I have tried to make it seem like Andrew is rich and athletic, but doesn't care to flaunt those things.
Number three, I gave Miranda a 1995 Toyota Celica convertible. These are around $8,000, but I remembered the episode in which Miranda was nice to her mother and her mother bought her nice things in return. Anyway, I should start the story.
*************************************************
After Miranda's birthday, there were two weeks left in the school year. Lizzie still avoided Gordo, which was fine, because Gordo avoided Lizzie. Lizzie and Andrew fell into the same category that Gordo and her had once been in, the friends with slight benefits category, because Andrew didn't want to force a relationship on Lizzie, and Lizzie didn't seem to care about much of anything. She didn't hang out with Miranda or Kate too often, because they'd urge her to fix things with Gordo. Lizzie didn't know how to fix things with Gordo, but she just gave them the notion that she didn't want to. Andrew would pick Lizzie up for school and drive her home most days, trying to get her to be normal again, but anyone could tell that her smiles were fake. Lizzie just felt as if her life was moving in the wrong direction. The only time she really spent with Andrew outside of school, was the Honors Banquet. Gordo had been there, so Lizzie gripped Andrew's hand tightly the entire time. At lunch everyday, Lizzie would sit with Andrew, and he'd talk to her, even though she obviously wasn't paying attention. One day, Wednesday, May 21st, some breakthroughs happened at lunch.
"Miranda?" Gordo asked.
"Yes?"
"Let's do something on Friday night."
"What?" Miranda looked up surprised. All Gordo had done recently was stay home and read. "What do you wanna do?"
"Let's go to the 'End of Year' Dance," Gordo responded.
"What?!?" Miranda was even more surprised.
"I am so tired of my house, and I think I should try to get out more and make new friends and such," Gordo told her. "And with you there, if it's completely awful I know I'll have someone to talk to."
"Okay," Miranda agreed.
"Great," Gordo said. Then, and Miranda had to look twice to verify, he actually smiled a real smile.
Meanwhile, at Lizzie and Andrew's table...
"Lizzie, do you want to go to the 'End of the Year' Dance with me?" Andrew asked. She was starting off into space. "Lizzie? Lizzie?"
"Huh?" Lizzie blankly responded.
"Do you want to go to the dance on Friday with me?" Andrew repeated. "I think we could have fun making fun of all those people who dance nasty."
"I'm sorry. I don't really feel like it," Lizzie said.
"Okay, that's cool, but if you change your mind just let me know."
"I will," Lizzie said as she looked over at Miranda and Gordo where Gordo was smiling.
'Darn,' she thought. 'He's happy and I'm still moping around.'
"Andrew," Lizzie said quickly. "I don't really want to go to the dance because I don't feel like getting dressed up."
"Uh, Lizzie, it's a jeans and t-shirt dance, not the prom," Andrew responded.
"Yeah, I know, but then there's the whole putting on make-up and fixing my hair, and the dances are always so hot and sweaty, so I was thinking why don't you just come over and watch a movie with me on Friday?" Lizzie asked.
Andrew was very surprised. "Yeah, definitely. What movie do you want to watch?"
"You pick. Something good and thoughtful and from 1990 or more recent," Lizzie said.
"Great, so we're on for Friday," Andrew replied.
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Friday night, Gordo and Miranda walked into the dance. Gordo immediately scanned the room, even standing over his tiptoes to look over the crowd.
"Do you really think she's here?" Miranda asked, completely surprising him.
"What?" Gordo asked, trying to play it off.
"I know you were looking for Lizzie," Miranda told him.
"Okay, you caught me. I was. I just needed to see where to avoid."
"Right," Miranda said slowly. Gordo didn't hear her.
Meanwhile, at the McGuire's...
"Okay, I wasn't sure what exactly you'd want, so I brought Good Will Hunting, Forrest Gump, and Toy Story. Which one do you want to watch?" Andrew asked Lizzie. She had really meant it when she said that she didn't want to get dressed up. She was wearing pajama pants and a t-shirt.
"Hmm.. I need some cheer in my life, so how about Toy Story?" Lizzie responded.
"Sure."
Andrew put the movie in, and they sat down on the couch and started to watch it. About halfway through, Lizzie looked at one of the pictures on the mantle. It was of Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo. She then looked at Andrew, and kissed him.
"Thank you for being so great to me," Lizzie told him.
"Your welcome," Andrew replied. "What caused this sudden exchange of emotions?"
"All of a sudden the urge hit me," Lizzie said.
Lizzie quickly kissed him again, then turned back to the movie. Little did she know, Andrew had seen her stare at the picture right before she kissed him.
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"Well, goodnight," Lizzie said after they had watched the movie and talked about unimportant things for awhile.
"Yeah, goodnight," Andrew responded.
Lizzie leaned in and kissed him again. "Bye."
"Bye," Andrew said, and then he walked to his car. He felt bad for kissing Lizzie when he knew that's not what she really wanted. Once he was on the road, he started to pay attention to the song that was currently playing on cd.
"Oh, look at how she listens,
She says nothing of what she thinks...
she just goes stumbling through her memories
staring out onto grey street.
But she thinks hey,
how did I come to this?
I dreamed myself a thousand times around the world
but I can't get out of this place.
There's an emptiness inside her
and she'd do anything to fill it in
but all the colors mix together to grey
and it breaks her heart.
How she wishes it was different.
She prays to God most every night
and though she swears he doesn't listen,
there's still a hope in her he might.
She says, I pray,
but they fall on deaf ears.
Am I supposed to take it on myself
to get out of this place?
There's an loneliness inside her
and she'd do anything to fill it in
and though it's red blood bleeding from her now
it feels like cold blue ice in her heart
when all the colors mix together to grey
and it breaks her heart.
There's a stranger speaks outside her door,
says take what you can from your dreams,
make them as real as anything.
Oh, with it, take the work out of the courage.
And she says please, there's a crazy man,
he's creeping outside my door.
I live on the corner of grey street and the end of the world.
There's an emptiness inside her
and she'd do anything to fill it in
and though it's red blood bleeding from her now
it's more like cold blue ice in her heart.
She feels like kicking out all the windows
and setting fire to this life.
It could change every thing about her
using colors, bold and bright,
but all the colors mix together to grey
and it breaks her heart."
"Ohhh. Now I get it," Andrew said out loud.
****************************************
The weeks went by, and Andrew and Lizzie continued to hand out, but he refrained from letting her kiss him. It finally got to her birthday, Saturday, June 21st, and her parents woke her up around eleven, and told her to join them outdoors. She knew it was so they could present her with her birthday present, her first car. She walked outside to the place where over two months ago Gordo had shown her his Land Rover, and there sat a red car with a union jack tag on the front. Lizzie ran down to examine it.
"Happy birthday, Lizzie," Jo said.
"It's 1986 Nissan Pulsar, and it's in good condition. We even got a new paint job for you. It has t-tops!" Sam said excitedly.
"Thanks, you guys!" Lizzie told them. Then she went inside to call Miranda.
"Miranda, you have got to come over here right now and see my car. It's not as nice as yours, but you'll still love it," Lizzie said.
"Lizzie, I really would love to, but I can't right now. I'll stop by this afternoon, okay?" Miranda asked.
"Yeah, cool," Lizzie said as she tried to hide her disappointment. "I guess I'll let you go, then."
"Okay, I'll see you later. Bye," Miranda responded as she hung up the phone. Then she looked up.
"What exactly is it that you need?" She asked.
Andrew was standing there in front of her.
"It's like this..."
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What is Andrew up to? What is Gordo thinking? Find out soon, I hope. Review, good or bad. Also, I would just like to say that the car I gave Lizzie including the new paint job was probably about $1,000, maybe less.