Chapter 9: Singing

Monday 3:00 AM

Gordo POV

I woke to a start in the middle of the night, and I heard a soft voice singing.

"They can't catch me,

I'm flying high.

But when you're not with me,

I'm still here lying on the floor...

Waiting for you.

Oh, baby, tell me,

How long will it take for you to notice...?

That I'm here too?"

I followed the voice. Lizzie wasn't in the tent, so I put the pieces together. Them I watched her from behind the bushes.

"Every moment we spend together,

In rainy, snowy, hot weather,

I love and cherish forever.

But when will you see...

That I'm here?

Oh, G-"

"Lizzie?" I asked.

She stopped abruptly. "Oh, hi. I didn't know anyone was there."

"You have an amazing voice." I complimented. "Did you write that song? It's really good." I blabbered on.

She blushed. "It's something I've been working on."

"So, do you always get up at three in the morning to practice singing?" I joked.

She smiled. "I'm embarrassed to do it in front of people. I practice every day when I'm alone, though. And this is the only time I'm alone here."

"Oh, well, then I'll go away."

"NO! I mean, I need to practice in front of an audience." She started singing again.

"Oh, G-"

Lizzie POV

I didn't know what to say. The lyrics went, 'Oh, Gordo, see who I am, dying for love inside.'

But of course I couldn't say that! So I made up something.

"Oh, God, let him see who I am, dying for love inside.

Because when he's not there, I feel like I'm not anything to this world..." I sang on until the end.

Gordo started clapping as I took a bow. "Bravo! You're amazing, Lizzie!"

My eyes lit up. "Really?"

Animated Lizzie: Really?

"Really."

I grinned.