(Do I look like someone who would own these people? I own nobody. Except a
dog and a cat..and if pictures of the people in Lord of the Rings count,
those I own too. But not the people themselves. I mean come on. I thought
we did away with slavery over 100 years ago. But I could be wrong since I'm
supposed to say that I don't own these people.)
Gordo, Lizzie and Miranda all sat down in Lizzie's backyard, playing "War."
"What was wrong with you at practice today?" Miranda asked, her hands constantly flying around, laying down cards.
"Yeah, were you feeling sick or something?" Gordo decided.
*Yeah, sick of being stabbed in the back! (a rubber knife bounces of animated Lizzie's back.)*
"No, I just wanted to get the scene right and you know what a clutz I am." She smiled nervously.
"Oh, um ok." Miranda gave her a funny look and then shrugged it off. "Oh, speaking of that scene, Gordo, when you kiss me, turn a little more to your right. I almost fell off the stairs on the stage today and the kissing part was a little awkward trying to keep my lips over there and trying not to fall at the same time."
*How can she be telling MY boyfriend how to kiss HER? (animated Lizzie blows up a pair of lips.)*
"Sure," Gordo answered. "Oh and could you tilt your head up a bit more? This way I don't look shorter than you."
"O.K., guys can we not talk about this play?" Lizzie asked quickly.
"How come?" Gordo asked.
"I just hear so much about it in school, I don't need to hear about it now! Anyway, I have to take Matt to the dentist. I'll see you two later." She was very quick and short about the entire thing. The other two knew something was wrong with her and sensed that now was not a good time to ask her about it.
"Well," Miranda said, getting up, "see ya."
"I'll call you." Gordo said.
As they walked towards the sidewalk Miranda asked, "What is the matter with her?!"
"Well," Gordo replied, nervously, "I think she doesn't like the idea of you and I kissing and having all sorts of romantic scenes together."
"But that's silly," she said, "she said she was glad I was the one kissing you and not somebody else."
"Maybe she was just trying to convince herself of that. Sometimes, people don't want to admit something's bothering them and they try to tell themselves everything's all right, while deep down, they're eating themselves up. Maybe she IS glad it's you kissing me in one sense, but maybe she also doesn't like it because she knows how close we are and it would be easy for us to form feelings for each other if we were forced into a romantic situation."
"Isn't there a law about practicing psychology without a liscence?"
Gordo, Lizzie and Miranda all sat down in Lizzie's backyard, playing "War."
"What was wrong with you at practice today?" Miranda asked, her hands constantly flying around, laying down cards.
"Yeah, were you feeling sick or something?" Gordo decided.
*Yeah, sick of being stabbed in the back! (a rubber knife bounces of animated Lizzie's back.)*
"No, I just wanted to get the scene right and you know what a clutz I am." She smiled nervously.
"Oh, um ok." Miranda gave her a funny look and then shrugged it off. "Oh, speaking of that scene, Gordo, when you kiss me, turn a little more to your right. I almost fell off the stairs on the stage today and the kissing part was a little awkward trying to keep my lips over there and trying not to fall at the same time."
*How can she be telling MY boyfriend how to kiss HER? (animated Lizzie blows up a pair of lips.)*
"Sure," Gordo answered. "Oh and could you tilt your head up a bit more? This way I don't look shorter than you."
"O.K., guys can we not talk about this play?" Lizzie asked quickly.
"How come?" Gordo asked.
"I just hear so much about it in school, I don't need to hear about it now! Anyway, I have to take Matt to the dentist. I'll see you two later." She was very quick and short about the entire thing. The other two knew something was wrong with her and sensed that now was not a good time to ask her about it.
"Well," Miranda said, getting up, "see ya."
"I'll call you." Gordo said.
As they walked towards the sidewalk Miranda asked, "What is the matter with her?!"
"Well," Gordo replied, nervously, "I think she doesn't like the idea of you and I kissing and having all sorts of romantic scenes together."
"But that's silly," she said, "she said she was glad I was the one kissing you and not somebody else."
"Maybe she was just trying to convince herself of that. Sometimes, people don't want to admit something's bothering them and they try to tell themselves everything's all right, while deep down, they're eating themselves up. Maybe she IS glad it's you kissing me in one sense, but maybe she also doesn't like it because she knows how close we are and it would be easy for us to form feelings for each other if we were forced into a romantic situation."
"Isn't there a law about practicing psychology without a liscence?"
