Lizzie in Australia

Okay, okay, a couple say this is kind've unrealistic, so I'll try to make it more life-like.

Please R/R! If I can get over 50, I'll be HAPPY!!!!

Chapter 4: Finishing the Night

"Ethan called?! " Lizzie exclaimed incredulously. "Do you know why?"

"No," Jo replied. "I didn't asked. He asked me where you were. I told him you were on the plane to Australia. So he asked me for your phone number. He said it was urgent. I told him I didn't know, and I would give it to him when I found out. He said it was okay."

Ethan. Called. Her. Lizzie was beginning to feel woozy.

"So... What's your phone number?"

Lizzie was still confused and excited all at once.

"Well?"

"Oh," Lizzie said, snapping herself out of her dizziness. She began searching papers and folders frantically. "Wait, here it is."

She wondered what was going on with Ethan.

"What is it?" Jo asked, beginning to become concerned for her daughter.

"No... Nothing," Lizzie said. She shook herself. "Its... (675) 875-9372 Room number 1411."

"Okay," Jo said. There was a pause.

Lizzie was still amazed Ethan wanted to talk to her. This was her ex- boyfriend Ethan Craft, the hottest guy around!

"So how have things been back in Hillridge?" Lizzie asked.

"Good," Jo said, relieved to have something to talk about. "Sam has been partying ever since you guys left - with me. It's been really fun having the house all to us. I don't think I can remember a time when you guys were gone this long, this serious. It was either only you, or Matt. So we're having a good time."

Lizzie couldn't get it out of her head that Ethan wanted to talk to her. Wow.

"Do you want to speak with Matt?" Lizzie asked her mom.

"Sure," Jo said.

"Matt!" Lizzie said. "Mom wants to talk to you!"

"Okay," Matt said. "Just a second."

He jumped off the bed, then walked to the phone, and picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hey, Matt," Jo said. "So how are you doing?"

"Fine, mom," Matt said.

"What time is it over there? Are you tired?"

"Right now it is approximately... 12:13."

"In the afternoon?"

"At night," Matt said.

"Then why aren't you sleeping?" Jo said, suspiciously.

"Well, over there it's the morning, and we haven't adjusted to the time zone," Matt told her.

"Oh," Jo said. "I see."

"Is that all?" Matt said.

"I guess," Jo said. "Well, good-bye."

"Bye, mom," Matt said. He hung up the phone.

Miranda opened the bathroom door and walked out. She had her pajamas on, and her hair was mostly dry. Matt entered into the bathroom.

Lizzie had a thought.

"Don't you want me to have my own room?"

"What do you mean?" Miranda said, raising an eyebrow.

"I mean, don't you want to have your own room? As it is your honeymoon," Lizzie said, quite sneakily.

"It's okay," Miranda said, completely oblivious to where she was getting at.

"Never mind," Lizzie said, rolling her eyes.

"So when are you going to try to find Gordo?" Miranda asked.

"Aren't you going to try to find Gordo?" Lizzie asked, almost suspiciously.

"Well, yeah," Miranda said, "but... I think you finding him is more important than it is for me. After all, you have to forgive him."

"What makes you think I want to forgive him?" Lizzie said.

"Well, you should," Miranda said. "You're best friends."

Slowly the subject drifted away, and they talked happily.

Ten minutes later, Matt returned.

"I'm showering," Lizzie announced. She left for the bathroom.

"Does Lizzie have to stay with us?" Matt said as soon as Lizzie closed the door.

"Yeah. Until she meets Gordo. Then somehow we'll convince Gordo and Lizzie to stay together. They'll settle their differences, and they'll realize they still love each other. It's the perfect plan."

"I guess," Matt said. "But I did we really come here to play matchmaker with those two?"

"Partly," Miranda said.

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After Lizzie showered, she brushed her teeth and blew-dry her hair. She was about to open the door when she heard an interesting conversation.

"She better not reunite with Ethan," Miranda was saying.

"I hope not," Matt agreed.

"We'll try to find Gordo the day after tomorrow, as soon as possible."

"I'll see if I can keep Ethan out of the way," Matt told her.

"The plan should let..."

Lizzie opened the door. "What plan?"

"Nothing," Matt said quickly, mind racing to find an excuse.

"The plan for tomorrow," Miranda said. Both of them looked relieved.

"Let's sleep now," Matt suggested.

"Okay," Lizzie said. She spread out her blankets over the ground, and plopped herself down.

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Lizzie couldn't sleep. It was nearly one in the morning. She was restless. She wanted to stretch, to do something. She wanted to move.

She quietly got up and tiptoed to the bathroom. She silently closed the door, and opened the lights.

She sat down cross-legged and began to think. Her mind flashed back to the strange conversation Matt and Miranda were having. The plan? Keeping Ethan out of the way?

Then it hit her. Of course! It was what Miranda always did. She was trying to set her and Gordo up. That must be it.

Well, she wasn't going to fall for it. If she wanted to be with Ethan, she would be with Ethan. If she wanted to be with Gordo, she would be with Gordo. She didn't want her and Gordo together, remembering how they got together. She didn't want her lifetime soul mate to be with her because her best friend set them up.

She grinned. It was good for her friend to try to do something like this. It meant she was concerned.

As she left the room, she smiled grimly again. As she tiptoed across the room, she made up her mind.

She wasn't going to fall for Miranda's plan. She was going on her own. And she was going for Ethan.
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