Hello!
For all you L/G fans, Gordo will in introduced in the next couple of chapters. And by the way, this entire plot is to help the story be more interesting. Don't worry; it's still a L/G fanfic. And I'm going to introduce a couple old characters. Not here though. Later. But you have to review! Or you can email me at fingolfin_14@yahoo.com
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Chapter 5: It's Our First Day!
"Hey."
Lizzie opened her eyes groggily. "What time is it?"
"Eleven-thirty!" Miranda almost shouted. "Get up."
"Huh," Lizzie said sleepily. "Why?"
"You have to get up," Miranda told her, more or less strictly.
"I'm tired." Lizzie groaned as she got up.
Miranda made a point of yawning. "So am I. But come on, you can still wake up like me."
Lizzie slowly left her 'bed,' a bunch of blankets thrown together with pillows on top of it. She hobbled into the bathroom, showered, and brushed her teeth.
"Where's Matt?" she asked, frowning.
"He's downstairs," Miranda told her. "Waiting for you to come down. It's already lunchtime."
"What are we doing today?" Lizzie asked as she snatched her purse from the table.
"Don't know yet," Miranda said. They rode the elevator downstairs.
"Hey," Matt said, greeting her. "You finally got up."
"Well, I was tired," Lizzie said.
************ The day passed by quickly, and rather eventfully. Lizzie, Matt and Miranda jogged, ran, walked, and drove their way through Sydney, passing by the Opera House, the harbor, and river, the beautiful shops, the malls, and other nice places.
"Wow. I never knew Sydney was such an exciting place," Lizzie said, over a more of a fancy dinner with Matt and Miranda.
"Me too," Matt and Miranda agreed.
"There's no beach here?" Matt wondered, scooping into a plate of brown mush the restaurant called an 'desert.'
"I guess not," Miranda said.
Matt spit out the mush onto his plate. "Ewww, yuck," he exclaimed.
Lizzie decided to skip this last portion of the meal.
**********
As the trio drove back to the hotel, Lizzie stared out the window. She wondered what Ethan was doing. Where he was. She was almost glad she wasn't thinking about Gordo so much. Almost. Almost because sometimes she felt like she was betraying him by still being so angry with him.
Matt parked the car, and they exited it, walking back to the hotel.
As Lizzie was walking, she noticed a strangely familiar face.
The figure sort of jogged to her.
Then it hit her.
It was Ethan.
"Hey, Lizzie," Ethan said, smiling his goofy smile that Lizzie loved and adored so much. He hadn't changed much. He was still as handsome as ever, with dark brown eyes, and brown hair, and tanned skin.
"Hey," Lizzie said nervously. But she was bursting inside. Ethan? Here? It was incredible. Just two days ago he was back in Hillridge. Something was going on.
"Uh, we'd better leave," Matt said, grabbing Miranda's hand, and excusing both of them. Miranda gave him a hard look, then accepted his advice, and they both left.
"Hey," Ethan said again. "How are you doing?"
"Good," Lizzie said. "But what are you doing here?"
"Well, I decided to fly over," Ethan said. "I desperately wanted to talk to you, but your mom said you were here. So I just flew here. I got here an hour ago. I've been here ever since I left the airport."
"Wow, that's really sweet," Lizzie said, stepping closer to him. She briefly touched his cheek.
***********
"This isn't good," Miranda said, looking almost angry with the pair. "Ethan's not supposed to be here. He's supposed to be in Hillridge, halfway across the world. A bazillion miles away."
"I assume that blows off our last chance to hook up Lizzie and Gordo," Matt said glumly. "This whole honeymoon setup was a waste. A waste of money. And time. A waste of everything. We should have gone to Paris like we wanted to."
"You don't know that yet," Miranda said, frowning. "Ethan might not want to talk to her about reuniting. Maybe he just wants to talk."
"Then why would he fly halfway across the world, spend thousands of dollars, just to come here to ask for her advice? I don't think so."
Miranda had to admit that this was looking very bad for their plans. Neither had even touched the thought that Ethan would fly all the way over here.
*********
"So what do you want to talk about?" Lizzie asked him gently.
Ethan took a deep breath, and nervously half-jumped around. "I wanted to say...I wanted to say..."
"Say what?" Lizzie asked, waiting for an answer.
"I wanted to tell you something," Ethan said. "Ever since we broke up...I've been thinking - which isn't something I usually do." He laughed quietly and anxiously at his own joke.
Lizzie didn't think that was very funny.
"Well, I wanted to tell you..." Ethan repeated softly.
Lizzie waited for an answer.
"Lizzie... I love you."
This was the probably the phrase that Lizzie least expected to hear.
Well?!? Do you like it?!? I hope. Please R/R!!!!!!!!!
For all you L/G fans, Gordo will in introduced in the next couple of chapters. And by the way, this entire plot is to help the story be more interesting. Don't worry; it's still a L/G fanfic. And I'm going to introduce a couple old characters. Not here though. Later. But you have to review! Or you can email me at fingolfin_14@yahoo.com
Back to the Story!
Chapter 5: It's Our First Day!
"Hey."
Lizzie opened her eyes groggily. "What time is it?"
"Eleven-thirty!" Miranda almost shouted. "Get up."
"Huh," Lizzie said sleepily. "Why?"
"You have to get up," Miranda told her, more or less strictly.
"I'm tired." Lizzie groaned as she got up.
Miranda made a point of yawning. "So am I. But come on, you can still wake up like me."
Lizzie slowly left her 'bed,' a bunch of blankets thrown together with pillows on top of it. She hobbled into the bathroom, showered, and brushed her teeth.
"Where's Matt?" she asked, frowning.
"He's downstairs," Miranda told her. "Waiting for you to come down. It's already lunchtime."
"What are we doing today?" Lizzie asked as she snatched her purse from the table.
"Don't know yet," Miranda said. They rode the elevator downstairs.
"Hey," Matt said, greeting her. "You finally got up."
"Well, I was tired," Lizzie said.
************ The day passed by quickly, and rather eventfully. Lizzie, Matt and Miranda jogged, ran, walked, and drove their way through Sydney, passing by the Opera House, the harbor, and river, the beautiful shops, the malls, and other nice places.
"Wow. I never knew Sydney was such an exciting place," Lizzie said, over a more of a fancy dinner with Matt and Miranda.
"Me too," Matt and Miranda agreed.
"There's no beach here?" Matt wondered, scooping into a plate of brown mush the restaurant called an 'desert.'
"I guess not," Miranda said.
Matt spit out the mush onto his plate. "Ewww, yuck," he exclaimed.
Lizzie decided to skip this last portion of the meal.
**********
As the trio drove back to the hotel, Lizzie stared out the window. She wondered what Ethan was doing. Where he was. She was almost glad she wasn't thinking about Gordo so much. Almost. Almost because sometimes she felt like she was betraying him by still being so angry with him.
Matt parked the car, and they exited it, walking back to the hotel.
As Lizzie was walking, she noticed a strangely familiar face.
The figure sort of jogged to her.
Then it hit her.
It was Ethan.
"Hey, Lizzie," Ethan said, smiling his goofy smile that Lizzie loved and adored so much. He hadn't changed much. He was still as handsome as ever, with dark brown eyes, and brown hair, and tanned skin.
"Hey," Lizzie said nervously. But she was bursting inside. Ethan? Here? It was incredible. Just two days ago he was back in Hillridge. Something was going on.
"Uh, we'd better leave," Matt said, grabbing Miranda's hand, and excusing both of them. Miranda gave him a hard look, then accepted his advice, and they both left.
"Hey," Ethan said again. "How are you doing?"
"Good," Lizzie said. "But what are you doing here?"
"Well, I decided to fly over," Ethan said. "I desperately wanted to talk to you, but your mom said you were here. So I just flew here. I got here an hour ago. I've been here ever since I left the airport."
"Wow, that's really sweet," Lizzie said, stepping closer to him. She briefly touched his cheek.
***********
"This isn't good," Miranda said, looking almost angry with the pair. "Ethan's not supposed to be here. He's supposed to be in Hillridge, halfway across the world. A bazillion miles away."
"I assume that blows off our last chance to hook up Lizzie and Gordo," Matt said glumly. "This whole honeymoon setup was a waste. A waste of money. And time. A waste of everything. We should have gone to Paris like we wanted to."
"You don't know that yet," Miranda said, frowning. "Ethan might not want to talk to her about reuniting. Maybe he just wants to talk."
"Then why would he fly halfway across the world, spend thousands of dollars, just to come here to ask for her advice? I don't think so."
Miranda had to admit that this was looking very bad for their plans. Neither had even touched the thought that Ethan would fly all the way over here.
*********
"So what do you want to talk about?" Lizzie asked him gently.
Ethan took a deep breath, and nervously half-jumped around. "I wanted to say...I wanted to say..."
"Say what?" Lizzie asked, waiting for an answer.
"I wanted to tell you something," Ethan said. "Ever since we broke up...I've been thinking - which isn't something I usually do." He laughed quietly and anxiously at his own joke.
Lizzie didn't think that was very funny.
"Well, I wanted to tell you..." Ethan repeated softly.
Lizzie waited for an answer.
"Lizzie... I love you."
This was the probably the phrase that Lizzie least expected to hear.
Well?!? Do you like it?!? I hope. Please R/R!!!!!!!!!