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All Gordo could think about during his last period Ecology class was Lizzie. He kept hearing Lizzie's voice talking about Nate. How cute he was. How nice he was. Blady blady freaking bla! He couldn't figure out why it was bothering him so much. They were friends. Just friends. He wasn't even sure why he was so frustrated. There were also other thoughts on his mind. Charissa... She was beautiful. Her long blonde hair and the way she always was touching him. It made him feel all tingly all over. As lame as that sounded. Ow. Something tapped him on the back of the head. Lizzie. His heart started to race. A note landed on his desk. He slowly opened it and started to read….

Gordo,

      You have been acting a little strange today... whats wrong? You haven't said a word to me all day… well since gym… Im just worried... pleaz write back and tell me whats up... ok?

                                   Your worried friend,

                                      ~*~Lizzie~*~

Ps. did you get the notes for history?

Gordo folded the note up and stuck it the pocket of his cargo pants. Lizzie. His best friend, since like forever. Why was he sweating this so much? He took out a pen and started to write back.

Worried friend,

    Sorry for being so weird lately. I have just had some stuff on my mind. Nothing really important so don't sweat it. Ok? Wanna hit the Digital Bean after school today with me and Miranda? Lemme know...

             Your friend that you do not have to worry about,

                                   -Gordo

He folded up the note and passed it over his shoulder to Lizzie who took it. He heard the crinkling and then a pause.

"Yea the Digital Bean sounds great!" Lizzie whispered in his ear

Whoa... he felt a chill go up and down his spine. STOP IT! He was going to drive himself insane if he kept this up. The bell rang and Gordo stood up, gathered his books and waited for Lizzie to do the same. As they walked down the hall towards there lockers, Gordo saw someone he did not want to see approach Lizzie.

"Hey Lizzie, how was your class" Nate asked

"Oh it was pretty good... as good as Ecology can get" She flirtatiously smiled at him.

Gordo had to stop himself from gagging. Please. Just then an announcement came on over the intercom.

"Attention students, as you know the homecoming dance is in just 2 weeks! Crunch time to find a dress and a date, I know ladies, but I wanted to remind everyone that each grade is responsible for putting together a decorations committee to decorate each grade's hall . Don't forget to show your spirit and use school colors! That's all for now! GOOOO HIGHLANDERS! …"

"OH... MY…GOSH...I totally forgot about the homecoming dance... I won't have a date… WHAT?"

And variations of that were being shouted around the hall, all by the female population of the school. Amazingly Lizzie seemed perfectly calm; she was having a deep conversation with Nate. Gordo noticed one thing in particular. The thing Charissa did with his arm, touching it. Lizzie was doing the same thing to Nate. Gordo felt his heart break into a thousand pieces. It was in that moment. He knew. He was in love with Lizzie.

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