Lizzie in Australia
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Chapter 12: Little by Little
"We're here," Gordo said, looking at the backseat. Lizzie lay sleeping, her blond hair scattered over the chair. It was dark out, and gloomy; it looked like a thunderstorm was heading out, perhaps tomorrow. It was late at night.
Gordo and Lizzie had chatted with Matt and Miranda for while at the hotel, and then they'd gotten Lizzie's stuff – all 1000 pounds of it – onto the trunk of his car. Then they left.
It was on the long road to Gordo apartment that Lizzie slept.
"Lizzie," Gordo chided gently. He opened the door, and softly prodded her.
She groaned, and rolled slightly, but nothing else.
Gordo rolled his eyes. Lizzie had always been a heavy sleeper.
He was finally able to drag Lizzie's stuff up to his rooms – though lots of effort and time had been required - but was now confronted with an even bigger problem. What would he do with Lizzie?
Gordo tried waking her up again, but this time, she didn't even budge.
Which left him with his only solution – he'd have to carry her all the way up, definitely something he did not feel like doing. He would have a lot to explain for if he accidentally dropped her on the ground.
But it seemed that there was no other choice. He grabbed her by the hand, and then he pulled her till she was mostly out of the seat.
Somehow, she still slept on.
Gordo picked her up, and felt a blush come to his cheeks when he saw a kid he knew, an acquaintance, by the name of Bradley. Bradley was a distanced classmate, yet he was the closest thing to Gordo's 'friend.'
Bradley grinned lightly at him, and jogged over. "Who's this?" he asked, peering up and down at Lizzie.
"Old best friend," Gordo said hastily. "She's asleep, and I have to carry her up to my room."
Bradley acquired a sly look. "So...Looks like Gordo finally found a partner to sleep with, even if he won't admit it. And damn, she's good-looking. Where'd you find her?"
Gordo blushed and became slightly agitated. This fact only heightened Bradley's belief the two were sleeping together, something Bradley often did.
"That's my best friend, idiot," Gordo retorted.
"How much did she cost?
Gordo couldn't stand him anymore. The arrogance, the smugness, just thinking that Gordo had to buy a girlfriend...Gordo wanted to hit him. Hard. But Gordo refrained from it, mostly because he'd never hit a single person in his life, and he wanted to keep it that way.
"Get away," Gordo snapped angrily and loudly.
Bradley laughed, apparently feeling immune to Gordo's anger, rolled his eyes, and began jogged away. "Have a good time with...uh...whoever that hot girl is..." He disappeared around the corner.
"Fools," Gordo muttered under his breath. He put Lizzie down. Talking with Bradley had worn out his arms, from holding Lizzie.
Gordo began to rest his hands when Lizzie woke up. "Huh? Hello?"
Gordo seized the opportunity to stop carrying her. "Wake up! We have to get to my room!"
Lizzie dusted herself off. "Man, your car is dirty."
Gordo decided that he wouldn't tell her about his trying to carry her. "I guess it is. I'll clean it up sometime.
"Come on," he urged. "Let's go."
Lizzie rolled her eyes and followed Gordo.
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"How about this one?"
The sound of Lizzie's voice snapped Gordo back to reality. He shook off any thoughts of kissing Lizzie away, and focused at what she was saying.
"Uh...what?" he asked sheepishly.
"I said, how about this one," she repeated, holding up a movie. She was looking through Gordo very large box of DVD's, trying to find one to watch. Unfortunately, she wasn't very successful. Gordo had lots of movies, mainly because watching them could improve his directing career. Every Saturday he watched one, just to pick up a new insight on directing. His large DVD box, though, made it hard for Lizzie to choose one.
"Pick the one you like," he said dryly.
"I like this one, this one, this one, this one, this one..." she rambled on, using her hands to gesture at the movies.
"...And this one," she finished. "So I want you to decide. What'll it be?"
"How about Star Wars?" he asked. "That's a good movie."
Lizzie almost laughed. "That movie? That movie?"
"Why not?"
"First of all, it's a guy movie. And...That's it." Lizzie told him impatiently.
Gordo laughed. "Come on. That's a girl's movie." He pointed to the movie that Lizzie was holding.
"So?" was Lizzie only answer.
Gordo rolled his eyes. "Okay. We'll watch that one." He took the box of popcorn that was in the microwave and settled down onto his large couch, taking the remote control. Lizzie inserted the disc, and then he pressed play.
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Lizzie's eyes were glued to the screen for most of the time. She was able to tear them away, however, when she had to go to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, Lizzie saw a small picture frame hanging on the wall. She inspected it closely. It appeared to be a class...
With a start, she realized that it was she and Gordo in their eighth-grade class. Lizzie blushed when she realized that that in the picture, she was kissing his cheek.
Lizzie tried to put it all out of her mind, including the wonderful memories of her first year in high school. That year, she and Gordo had grown much closer. Close enough for Lizzie to call him her boyfriend.
But then, Ethan had come looking for her, and Lizzie was still ashamed to say that she ditched Gordo for Ethan.
When she returned, she noticed Gordo was fast asleep. She glanced at him, unconsciously noting that he looked so attractive, so gorgeous, with his curly hair spread across his face.
Lizzie shoved the thoughts aside and resumed the movie, but somehow she couldn't concentrate. She kept thinking of Gordo.
Lizzie closed the movie, thinking to go to sleep.
"Lizzie?" Gordo said sleepily.
"Yeah?" Lizzie asked.
"I love you." Lizzie opened her eyes in shock, and then she realized that Gordo's eyes were still closed, and that he was dreaming.
Lizzie closed the door of the guest room, and was soon fast asleep.
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"Where's Lizzie?" It was Ethan, over the phone.
"Not here," Matt said, licking his lips, still savoring the taste of Miranda's own lips.
"Well then, where is she? Showering?"
"Well..."
"Where'd she go?" Ethan demanded, his voice growing louder.
"Well...She's kinda...at Gordo's house." There. It was out.
"At 10 at night? What is she thinking? Are they dating?" Ethan sounded angrier with Lizzie than concerned for their relationship.
"There's no reason for her to sleep on the ground when she can sleep on a bed!" Matt half-yelled. "Just because you're here doesn't mean you control her now!"
"All right," Ethan said, giving in, but Matt could hear the heavy sarcasm in his voice, and he knew Ethan would be talking to Lizzie, angrily, quite soon.
Of course, sleeping on the ground wasn't the only reason Lizzie was at Gordo's house. Their blossoming relationship, Matt and Miranda felt, needed to be taken to the next level – and that meant that Ethan had to stay out of the way.
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"Wow," he choked out. "I never knew..."
Larry looked puzzled, confused, but then he gave a warm smile. "Congratulations, David," he said.
Lizzie glanced at Miranda and Matt. All three knew about Scam, of course, who didn't? It was clear that they were just a surprised as she was.
"Wow." That was all Matt managed to say.
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