Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire. I do not own New York State of Mind. Billy Joel owns that one.
A/N: I bet you expect me to say something here, but I refuse! Now, read! :D
Chapter 6: New York State of Mind
Mr. Jehle was speechless. He finally found the words to say:
"You're what?! That's crazy!" he screamed.
"Please, keep it down," Gordo said calmly.
"You can't just go to New York! You have a life here, school, family, friends!" he said in a lower volume than before.
"I don't have any of that anymore."
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, I have no challenge in school. No offense intended. My parents have been fighting recently and it's driving me crazy. And friends...well..."
"What?" Mr. Jehle tried to give him a push.
"I've become distant from my friends. Besides...I think I'm falling for one of them."
"Which one?"
"Well...Miranda...You see, she's so pretty and all, and I've suddenly found myself getting kind of shy and tongue-tied around her. And I don't know what to do about it. So...I'm running," he said plainly.
"Well, all I'm going to say is DON'T RUN!"
"I'll think about it..."
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Meanwhile, back in the hall, the other three are headed to Lunch.
"Oh, wait! I left my book in English class!" Andrew said. "I'll meet you at Lunch." And with that he took off down the hall.
When he was outisde the door, he heard the two in the room talking and decided not to interrupt. In fact, he heard the whole conversation.
'He's...moving to New York...my hometown...and...he's in love with Miranda?' he thought to himself. 'This could cause trouble...' When he heard them say goodbye, he hid behind a trash can so Gordo wouldn't know he was listening, and then retrieved his book from inside the classroom.
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After school, they went to Andrew's house. He saw this as an opportunity to try and force out of Gordo what his issues were. And he had the perfect idea, too...
"Hey, Andrew, do you want to come over Friday night for our Movie Night?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah, sure. My parents won't mind but I'll ask them."
"Good. I asked my parents last night and they said it was okay."
"Great. Hey, Gordo, should we treat these ladies to another song?"
Gordo's mind was far away. He was thinking about his running away to New York. Andrew saw his glazed look and knew what he was thinking about.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure," Gordo said, half-aware of what he was answering to.
"No music by us this time. I'm just going to play the song and we'll sing, okay?"
"Sure."
Andrew put on the famous Millenium Concert CD, Disc 1, Track 7, "New York State of Mind." He started singing, without Gordo, because he had realized what Andrew was doing.
"Some folks like to get away,
take a holiday from their neighborhood.
Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood.
But, me, I'm taking a Greyhound
on the Hudson River line.
I'm in a New York State of Mind."
"Hey, Andrew, can I see you outside for a minute," Gordo said with a menacing look.
"Yeah, sure. Girls, put on your own music, because now may be the only time you get," Andrew said with a smile, and he disappeared from the room with Gordo.
Lizzie and Miranda were left wondering what they were talking about that they couldn't say in front of them.
"Maybe it's just a guy thing. I'm sure if we had girl issues we wouldn't say it in front of them," Miranda said.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Lizzie half-heartedly agreed. She was still wondering what was happening, and what the feeling in the pit of her stomach was telling her.
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"Okay, Andrew, what do you know?" Gordo asked accusingly.
"I know you're about to make the biggest mistake of your life," Andrew replied matter-of-factly.
Gordo sighed to get his words in order. "Look, I just need to get away from here. I need to figure out who I am and why the hell I'm even here."
Andrew had an idea at that moment. If done correctly, Gordo would come to his senses.
"I'll go with you."
"What? No, you're not coming with me."
"You can't stop me. I'll just buy a ticket, get on the plane with you, and stay with you in New York."
Gordo, though he'd only known Andrew for a short while, knew it was futile to argue with him.
"Fine."
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The next day, the quartet was leaving the Digital Bean at 6:00. They were walking through the park.
"So movies do you guys want to see tomorrow?" Miranda asked.
"Doesn't matter to me," Andrew said.
Out of the darkness appeared a male figure in a mask and black clothes.
"Just give me all of your money and you won't get hurt," he said in a deep, muffled voice.
"Hey, relax, man. We don't want any trouble," Andrew said with a surprisingly stern tone in his voice.
"Just give me your money," the mugger said with a rage-filled voice.
Andrew stepped toward him, and the mugger backed up. This continued for a little while until the mugger was near a tree.
"Back off. I don't want to hurt you. Just leave us alone." He took another step and the mugger backed up again. His mask caught on a branch of the tree and he was revealed to be the same teenager who had harassed the girls in the Digital Bean a few days before.
"You!" Andrew screamed and lunged at the boy. In an instant, a loud bang was heard, the teenager was gone, and Andrew lay on the ground, unconscious.
A/N: If this chapter is short and/or bad, I'm sorry. I have a headache so it may not be the best. Well, please review and let me know!
A/N: I bet you expect me to say something here, but I refuse! Now, read! :D
Chapter 6: New York State of Mind
Mr. Jehle was speechless. He finally found the words to say:
"You're what?! That's crazy!" he screamed.
"Please, keep it down," Gordo said calmly.
"You can't just go to New York! You have a life here, school, family, friends!" he said in a lower volume than before.
"I don't have any of that anymore."
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, I have no challenge in school. No offense intended. My parents have been fighting recently and it's driving me crazy. And friends...well..."
"What?" Mr. Jehle tried to give him a push.
"I've become distant from my friends. Besides...I think I'm falling for one of them."
"Which one?"
"Well...Miranda...You see, she's so pretty and all, and I've suddenly found myself getting kind of shy and tongue-tied around her. And I don't know what to do about it. So...I'm running," he said plainly.
"Well, all I'm going to say is DON'T RUN!"
"I'll think about it..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Meanwhile, back in the hall, the other three are headed to Lunch.
"Oh, wait! I left my book in English class!" Andrew said. "I'll meet you at Lunch." And with that he took off down the hall.
When he was outisde the door, he heard the two in the room talking and decided not to interrupt. In fact, he heard the whole conversation.
'He's...moving to New York...my hometown...and...he's in love with Miranda?' he thought to himself. 'This could cause trouble...' When he heard them say goodbye, he hid behind a trash can so Gordo wouldn't know he was listening, and then retrieved his book from inside the classroom.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After school, they went to Andrew's house. He saw this as an opportunity to try and force out of Gordo what his issues were. And he had the perfect idea, too...
"Hey, Andrew, do you want to come over Friday night for our Movie Night?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah, sure. My parents won't mind but I'll ask them."
"Good. I asked my parents last night and they said it was okay."
"Great. Hey, Gordo, should we treat these ladies to another song?"
Gordo's mind was far away. He was thinking about his running away to New York. Andrew saw his glazed look and knew what he was thinking about.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure," Gordo said, half-aware of what he was answering to.
"No music by us this time. I'm just going to play the song and we'll sing, okay?"
"Sure."
Andrew put on the famous Millenium Concert CD, Disc 1, Track 7, "New York State of Mind." He started singing, without Gordo, because he had realized what Andrew was doing.
"Some folks like to get away,
take a holiday from their neighborhood.
Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood.
But, me, I'm taking a Greyhound
on the Hudson River line.
I'm in a New York State of Mind."
"Hey, Andrew, can I see you outside for a minute," Gordo said with a menacing look.
"Yeah, sure. Girls, put on your own music, because now may be the only time you get," Andrew said with a smile, and he disappeared from the room with Gordo.
Lizzie and Miranda were left wondering what they were talking about that they couldn't say in front of them.
"Maybe it's just a guy thing. I'm sure if we had girl issues we wouldn't say it in front of them," Miranda said.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Lizzie half-heartedly agreed. She was still wondering what was happening, and what the feeling in the pit of her stomach was telling her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Okay, Andrew, what do you know?" Gordo asked accusingly.
"I know you're about to make the biggest mistake of your life," Andrew replied matter-of-factly.
Gordo sighed to get his words in order. "Look, I just need to get away from here. I need to figure out who I am and why the hell I'm even here."
Andrew had an idea at that moment. If done correctly, Gordo would come to his senses.
"I'll go with you."
"What? No, you're not coming with me."
"You can't stop me. I'll just buy a ticket, get on the plane with you, and stay with you in New York."
Gordo, though he'd only known Andrew for a short while, knew it was futile to argue with him.
"Fine."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next day, the quartet was leaving the Digital Bean at 6:00. They were walking through the park.
"So movies do you guys want to see tomorrow?" Miranda asked.
"Doesn't matter to me," Andrew said.
Out of the darkness appeared a male figure in a mask and black clothes.
"Just give me all of your money and you won't get hurt," he said in a deep, muffled voice.
"Hey, relax, man. We don't want any trouble," Andrew said with a surprisingly stern tone in his voice.
"Just give me your money," the mugger said with a rage-filled voice.
Andrew stepped toward him, and the mugger backed up. This continued for a little while until the mugger was near a tree.
"Back off. I don't want to hurt you. Just leave us alone." He took another step and the mugger backed up again. His mask caught on a branch of the tree and he was revealed to be the same teenager who had harassed the girls in the Digital Bean a few days before.
"You!" Andrew screamed and lunged at the boy. In an instant, a loud bang was heard, the teenager was gone, and Andrew lay on the ground, unconscious.
A/N: If this chapter is short and/or bad, I'm sorry. I have a headache so it may not be the best. Well, please review and let me know!
