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** I want to start a new story, about Lizzie and everyone but set back in time ( if anyone has seen the preview for the movie Tuck Everlasting.. set around that period, or so) I realized no one had done that idea yet, so I thought it could kinda be interesting... It would probably be another G/L. I am not sure what the plot would be like yet. Please review or e-mail me and tell me if you like it or not! ***

** UPDATES ARE PROBABLY GOING TO BE LESS OFTEN, I'M SORRY. I HAD HOMECOMING THIS WEEKEND AND I WAS SICK ON MONDAY. PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THE NEW STORY IDEA, I HAVE NOT STARTED IT YET*

DING-DONG… Gordo pushed the button again…. DING-DONG… he waited a few seconds… no answer. Dammit where was she, it was getting late, Gordo realized as he glanced up at the rapidly darkening sky. He walked around the house, no cars in the garage. Wait! Nate's jeep was in the driveway. Gordo walked to the back of the house and looked over the fence. He saw Nate lounging in one of Lizzie's lounge chairs, and he saw Lizzie kissing him. Gordo winced, once again, he felt like all he ever did was hurt himself. He needed to get over Lizzie once and for all. He stuffed his hands and his pockets and started out the 5 minute walk from Lizzie's house to his. Feeling even more determined to act unfazed, Lizzie was doing a good job of it, why couldn't he.

************************************NATE**************************************

            Nate stuck his hands up Lizzie's shirt and felt her freeze up a little. He had to keep on slowly pushing her if he was going to get anywhere. What would they think? The only problem with Lizzie is she was still keeping the one thing that was all Nate needed. He felt Lizzie's hands run through his hair. His hands found the front of Lizzie's blouse; he slowly unbuttoned the buttons on Lizzie's shirt. Once again, as predicted, He felt Lizzie's lips leave his and her hands found his and pulled them away. She slowly climbed off of him and Nate watched disappointed as she buttoned her shirt. Nate groaned,

"Lizzie, come on… you know I love you... what are you so scared of?" Nate asked, trying to hide the frustration in his voice.

"I don't know... Nate...like I said, I don't think I'm ready for all that" She looked down at her feet.

"Yea well, I'm a normal 16 year old guy... so I have to ask" Nate paused, would this be pushing to far, he didn't want to risk all the effort he had put into this joke of a relationship. "When do you, think you will be ready"

Nate could tell he was pushing her, but he needed to know.

"Well, I know sometime soon, I love you and all... but  ... please Nate be patient" Lizzie stammered.

Nate groaned once again. He had to get going.

"Well, I better be going, see you Monday" Nate gathered his jacket off the chair, gave Lizzie a quick kiss and walked around to his jeep.

He knew exactly where he was heading. In about 10 minutes. He parked his car in the driveway and jumped out, practically running to the door. Before he had a chance to even ring the doorbell, she walked out and planted a deep kiss on his lips.

"Hey stranger. No luck I suppose?" She smiled, and laughed her familiar cold reassuring laugh, as she undressed herself and led him to her room. Nate looked into her dark, mysterious eyes, and smiled back.

"I missed you too, Zo" Nate mumbled

*************************************Lizzie**********************************************************

Lizzie walked into school, by herself, Gordo didn't come to her house to walk her to school, she didn't expect him to, but still, it hurt. She clutched her books to her chest; she didn't know why she felt so alone. Lizzie walked over to her locker. Gordo was rifling through his locker, just 5ft from her. If she reached out she could touch him. No. Don't. Lizzie walked the short distance and stood next to Gordo until he looked over and noticed her. He gave her a nonchalant wave and continued rifling through his locker. She had to break the silence.

"What are you looking for?" She asked him inquisitively.

"Nothing" Gordo addressed her without even stopping for a second to look at her. He was disgusted with her obviously, AHHH, she wanted to shake his shoulders. What would she say to him though? That the kiss they had shared meant something to her too. It did, and that scared her, she would never admit it.

"What's nothing" Lizzie asked again.

"The flyer for the carnival on Friday. And for the two tickets I bought" Gordo told her, again without looking at her.

Oh yea, the carnival was this Friday. She had totally forgotten. Why hadn't Nate asked her, well, you technically didn't have to have a date, but Lizzie knew well enough most people did? Obviously Gordo planned on asking someone, he had said two tickets didn't him. Wow, he obviously was moving on. What did she expect? Him to wait around for her forever, no. Lizzie saw Stormy Barbour walking up towards Gordo in her usual attire. Something very showy and skin tight.

"Hi Gordo" She addressed him, twisting a strand of bleach blonde hair around her finger.

Gordo turned around to greet her. OH… that's how it was going to be, he could look at her, but not Lizzie.

"Hey Stormy" Gordo addressed her. "What's up?"

"Well, nothing, getting pumped up for the carnival" Stormy hinted, putting stress on the word carnival. But Gordo didn't ask her, surprisingly. Stormy waited... And then obviously not getting what she wanted spoke up.

"Well, I will see you later, bye Gordo, oh, by Lizzie" Stormy addressed them.

"Why didn't you ask her to the carnival" Lizzie asked Gordo, once Stormy was out of ear shot. Lizzie felt incredibly bold.

"Maybe, I Wanna go by myself. Is that such a big deal. Maybe I don't like Stormy like that" And with that statement Gordo slammed his locker and walked into homeroom in a huff. OK then… Lizzie knew Gordo wasn't prone to PMS, so it had to be the kiss. It wasn't supposed to ruin their friendship! Ugh... Lizzie took a deep breathe, opened her locker, and applied some lip gloss. If he was going to treat her like that then so be it….Lizzie shut her locker and walked into class, but today, she didn't sit behind Gordo.

**************PLEASE REVIEW***************************AND TELL ME IF I SHOULD START THAT NEW STORY*** I WILL FINISH THIS ONE TOO, AND NO I AM NOT GOING TO PUT THIS ONE INTO A SEQUEL, THERE IS NO LIMIT TO HOW MANY CHAPTERS YOU CAN HAVE, SO WHY SHOULD I?*****