Don't Say A Word
Part Two: A Day in the Life
Disclaimer: Same as always, the title of this story was inspired by a movie with the same name, which I don't own either.
Notes: PG-13 rating, it may be longer than it was originally intended.
Gordo woke up with a yawn; it was absolutely dreadful getting up early during the years of your life where you needed the most sleep. He stretched and rubbed his eyes. He had a dream last night and what an odd dream it was. In the dream he stood on the edge of a balcony holding his hand out, trying to reach out and grab something or someone. He woke up in the middle of the dream and didn't know what happened after that or what he is trying to reach for. He shrugged it off, it didn't mean anything.
After becoming awake, he got in the shower. It was hard waking up after only a few hours of sleep due to his little rendezvous the night before at the park, but sacrifices had to be made to keep his secret under wraps. A shower was soothing for him, he scrubbed away all of his troubles and sins with the Lever 2000 soap. The smell awakened his senses and gave him a boost of energy. The steam and warmth felt good on his cold, tired body. After scrubbing and washing his troubles away, he stepped out of the shower, dried off and got dressed. He smelled the breakfast that his mother was cooking, it awakened him even more.
Kate sat on her vanity stool in her bedroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She had applied enough concealer to cover up her dark circles from being out last night. Her eyes covered in mascara and gold eye shadow and looked perky as did her rosy cheeks and clear glossed lips. Her gold sweater, black pants, and leather boots made her look sophisticated to everyone else. Sure, everyone else thought she was sophisticated, but she didn't. She sighed as she put her hair up in a bun and let two pieces of her hair frame her face.
Just another ordinary day…
Gordo went up the bus stairs and found a seat next to Lizzie and Miranda who were already indulging in gossip about someone. He sat and looked out the window gazing at the light azure sky.
"Gordo," Lizzie yelled. "Are you awake?"
"Earth to Gordon! Wake up," Miranda yelled. Gordo rolled his eyes and sighed. The normal chatter of everyone else on the bus was nonexistent and kind of creepy, he turned himself around and looked at Lizzie and Miranda who glared at him.
"What?"
"You will not believe what Kate Sanders said about my shoes," Miranda yelled in anger.
Miranda, I don't care about what Kate said about your shoes. They're kind of ugly to begin with, everyone else thinks so. I'm sure that bright orange platform sneakers aren't all the rage.
"You know, you really shouldn't care about what other people think, it only shows that you are conformist even though you appear not to care about what everyone else thinks," He sighed. He looked irritated at Miranda's anger about Kate's opinion about her shoes.
"You are so right Gordo, Miranda, you should listen to Gordo more often," Lizzie said with a smile. It was normal for Lizzie to suck up to Gordo, at first it was flattering, but after a certain point it got very annoying. He just ignored the comment and thought of another topic to talk about.
"So, midterm week is coming up soon, how about that? Isn't it weird how time flies like that," Gordo asked.
There was silence. Gordo just shrugged and sighed and looked out the window like he had before.
"Gordo, are you okay? You seem kind of distant," Miranda asked concerned.
"Just tired, I didn't get enough sleep last night," He yawned.
"Just don't fall asleep in your cafeteria food, that'd be ultra embarrassing," Miranda chuckled. A look of relief came over Gordo's face. He felt relieved that she didn't interrogate him any further. He sighed and continued to look out the window.
"Kate, babe, I'm sorry for ragging on you lately. It's just, the rentals are so like you know, rental-like," Ethan said on the other line.
"Whatever, Ethan," Kate said into the phone as she sat in the back seat of her mom's Mercedes. "Listen, I really don't think you should be talking on your cell phone while driving. It's not supposed to very safe."
"Nah, its fine, my step mom is in the car with me," Ethan reassured her, but she just worried more, since Ethan's step mom made him look like Albert Einstein. Kate sighed and hung up her cell phone and gazed out the window. The cold December wind blew outside and made the leaves on the ground dance in the air. The Mercedes then pulled into the school parking lot and Kate got out.
"Have a good day, sweetie," her mother said cheerfully.
"Bye mom."
As the car sped off, Kate walked into the school with a morbid look on her face. She tried to cement a fake, cheerful smile on her face, but it was hopeless. She was too busy thinking about last night and what happened at the park.
Flashback- Last Night at 1:26 am
Gordo and Kate stood at the bench, about to say their "good byes". It was quite late, and getting back into their houses might have been a bit of a grueling task.
"I guess, this is good night," Gordo said while shifting his feel nervously on the ground.
"Yeah, goodnight," Kate said as Gordo ran towards his house. She had to ask something that was plaguing her mind for the longest time. "Gordo!"
"What," He said turning around slowly.
"Do you love me?"
Her face had no emotion has she waited for a response. But her mind was screaming, screaming so loudly. She wanted to be loved, and needed to be loved. Her eyes began to tear as he stood there in a trance, not knowing what to say.
"I, uh, I have to go home," he stammered and then ran into the darkness of night.
Kate stood there; her heart was breaking into a thousand pieces and tears streamed down her face. She felt so low, lower than rock bottom. She thought that Gordo loved her. Yeah, she thought she didn't know.
End Flashback
"Gordo, Gordo, how could you be so stupid," Gordo mumbled to himself as he threw his physics book into his locker and was reminiscing about the incident last night.
"Gordo! Are you okay? Are you even alive," Gordo heard a voice behind him say. He turned around to see Parker McKenzie standing in back of him. The two had become friends over the years. She looked at him and rolled her eyes.
"I'm, um fine," he said still preoccupied with throwing books into his locker.
"What was all that mumbo jumbo about you being stupid? It sounded really deep and introspective," she chuckled sarcastically.
He slammed his locker, turned around, and glared at her. She stood there, trying to keep from laughing.
"Why are you here, Parker? To make my life miserable? Cause you did that for a week in eight grade," He screamed. She stood there in a trance. She wasn't scared of him; she just tried to keep from laughing.
"Did you know you spit when you yell," she pointed out as he narrowed his eyes. He kept glaring at her with such anger, and then she started laughing hysterically.
"Parker, answer my question. Why are you here," he said slowly as if she were a child. She stopped laughing, realizing he was serious.
"I need help studying for the physics test, and I thought you would help me. You know, since you're my lab partner and all," Parker sighed as she got her physics notebook out of her blue messenger bag. "I'll just ask Tudgeman, since you're so occupied with taking your anger out on your books, bye." Parker turned around and left. He sighed. Kate probably hated him, Lizzie and Miranda were suspicious of something, and Parker was being her normal, ditzy self.
This day can't get any worse, and it's not even first period yet.
Kate stood in the girls' bathroom looking at her reflection in the mirror, as Claire and a few other girls. She carefully applied yet another layer of clear gloss and smiled at her flawless face in the mirror and chuckled.
"So, how are things going with Ethan," Claire said deviously. "Anything interesting happen between you two?"
"It's the same as it always is Claire, Ethan is so sweet and nice," Kate lied. The truth of the matter was, Ethan appeared to be nice and cool, it was just a façade that could deceive any girl, including Kate. He was an overly hormonal guy who was just after girls for sex. Some said that the anger built up inside of him was caused by his dad marrying Tawny only a few short months after his mother died, others just said he was by nature a jerk.
"What kind of dress are you wearing to the sophomore winter ball, Kate," A brunette chirped. The brunette was Josie Reid. Josie was a bubbly brunette who was genuinely nice. She hung around with anyone, from the cheerleaders to the band geeks. She was probably the only cheerleader who didn't use Kate for popularity, but because she knew Kate was deeper than she appeared, but they were just mere acquaintances. They never really hung around outside of school.
"I saw this great dress in the window of Macy's. It's a two piece dress with a sparkly, purple, tube top, and a princess-like skirt that reaches the floor. And, to top it off, I'm going to wear this beautiful crown that designed just for me," she said proudly. Claire scoffed because she had been outdone.
"I'm getting my hair done by one of the best hair stylists in France! He came here to open a salon because—
"Claire, I get my hair done there," a blonde chuckled.
"Whatever, I'm going to look great! Even better than Kate," she scoffed. Kate just rolled her eyes at Claire's feeble attempt.
"So, Kate, you're going with Ethan, right," Josie asked.
"Of course she is! It's not like she's going with Tudgeman or Gordo," Claire chuckled.
"R-Right, of course I'm going with Ethan. Why wouldn't I be," Kate said nervously as she played with a curly ringlet of her hair and put it behind her ear.
I hate Claire.
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Gordo sat with Lizzie and Miranda at the lunch table and took a bite out of his turkey sandwich. He looked at Lizzie and Miranda who were eating the cafeteria pizza and sighed. He imagined that he and Kate were eating lunch together and just talking about anything and everything you could possibly think of. He reached into his pocket and got out the notes he had found in his locker.
Gordo,
I'm sorry for being idiot and oh, you know. You've been really strange lately and it's stranger than normal, which scares me. What's up with you?
Parker
Ps: I passed the test!!! I got a 70, and I didn't even need any help. Aren't I horribly pathetic?
Gordo sighed and threw the note into the garbage can. Everyone thought there was something wrong with him. Was it his fault that he had to keep his relationship with Kate a secret? He unfolded the other note and began to read it.
Gordo,
Hey, it's me. How has your day been? Mine's been alright, except for the fact that Claire asked me if I was going to the ball with Ethan. You know, I don't even want to go in the first place because I can't go with you. Maybe I should go with Ethan, I mean, he actually responds to me if I ask him if he loves me. I know it sounds horribly pathetic, but the least you could have done was said "yes" or "no", not "Oh, I have to go home" or something like that because it would "hurt" my feelings if you said the wrong answer. But honestly, I've been through enough shit in my life to write a depressing and angsty book about it. Do you love me though? I'm just wondering…
Love,
Kate
Gordo stared at the letter. It held so much deep meaning to it that made him feel like he had a burden was placed on his shoulders. Kate needed him. He thought Kate didn't need anyone but herself because she was so twisted in her ego. Lizzie and Miranda watched him as he stared at the letter.
"Ooh! Who's it from? Parker," Miranda chuckled slyly. He couldn't show Miranda the letter, it would reveal everything he had been through with Kate. He tried to be relaxed about it.
"It wasn't for me," he said as he quietly ripped his name from the letter. "Wrong locker."
"Can't we read it though? Maybe we can expose some scandals," Lizzie chuckled.
Expose scandals? EXPOSE SCANDALS?! Why are they trying to create my downfall? Why am I keeping this a secret anyway? Maybe Kate is right, maybe we shouldn't keep this a secret. And Lizzie shouldn't be a blonde, yeah right.
He watched Kate at another table as she was busy indulging in a conversation with Ethan. How he wanted to go over there and kill Ethan for being such a jackass to Kate, but sadly, murder was illegal and he erased the thought from his mind.
"You're being silent! Obviously this letter is worth reading," Miranda exclaimed as she ripped the letter from his hands. Lizzie hovered over Miranda's shoulder as they read it and their eyes widened.
"Wow, someone has a secret relationship with Kate," Miranda squeaked.
"Wouldn't it be funny if it was Tudgeman," Lizzie chuckled.
"No it wouldn't, the chances of that is the chance of Gordo going out with Kate," Miranda chuckled sarcastically.
Gordo couldn't believe what he heard. Sure Kate wasn't the nicest person in world to them, but she wasn't a cold-hearted snake. Gordo chuckled nervously as he took a sip of his soda.
What they know can't hurt them…
And he smiled as he looked over in Kate's direction and she returned the smile.
Some secrets are worth keeping, he thought as he chuckled.
[A/N: Eh, this chapter was kind of uneventful, oh well, I liked it. Please review with your thoughts, thank you.]
