Lizzie POV
I woke up and noticed that I was on Gordo's shoulder, and he was holding my hand. The only odd thing was, he wasn't paying attention to me. I sat up straight as he removed his headphones.
"Oh, you're awake!" he said. "Turn it to station 5 if you want to listen to music. The movie's kind of lame."
Station 5 it was. I started to rip open my set of headphones that came in a bag.
I stopped. "Wait. Gordo-are we on the plane?" I asked, obviously knowing the answer.
He looked at me strangely. Then we started laughing hysterically.
"Shhh!" Kate exclaimed from the seat next to Ethan. "I'm trying to read here."
Right.
"What do you think she's reading?" Gordo whispered to me.
"I can't be Harry Potter, that's for sure." I said as I leaned over and tried to see what she was reading. "Seventeen. Just as I expected."
We start laughing again.
"Shhhhh!"
I fell onto Gordo, still giggling, and he stopped laughing. I stopped, too. Then there was an awkward silence that none of us could describe. Fortunately, the flight announcer broke the stillness.
"We will be landing in 10 minutes."
Animated Lizzie: Ten minutes? TEN MINUTES?
I gulped. What if the plane blew up right before it touched the ground? I couldn't think about it.
"Whatever you're thinking, it won't happen." Gordo said to me.
He knew me so well.
I looked out the window and saw-clouds. I was hoping to see a more exciting sight, like the view of Rome or something. I made a face and put on my seatbelt. I unwrapped a stick of gum and started chewing.
Gordo laughed. "You sound like a horse."
Animated Lizzie: You know, he's right.
I was about to respond as the plane lurched forward and I shrieked. I started bobbing up and down nervously. It felt as the plane was going straight down. I put my hands in my lap and promised myself that I would not ever ride in a plane again.
Animated Lizzie: La, la, la, la. I'm not on a plane... I'm on a roller coaster... I'm having fun. La, la, la! LA!
I occurred to me that I loved roller coasters, like the ones at Coaster Kingdom, but I hated planes. So it wasn't that I was scared of heights. I was scared of planes!
I heard a loud thud interrupt my thoughts.
"Gordo!" I squealed. "I'm alive!"
He rolled his eyes. "Yes, you are."
"And you're alive too!"
"Yup."
I gasped and looked outside. "AND WE'RE IN ROME!"
"I know."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Gordo POV
Lizzie sure knew how to get on a guy's nerves. That high-pitched screaming she did over things like puppies, Ethan, pants, and. Rome. At least Miranda wasn't there to screaming with her. Then my eardrums would have definitely popped by now.
"Okay, okay. Lizzie, quiet." I instructed her. "Breathe."
She started breathing deeply and then Ethan looked over his seat to look at us.
"Are you okay, McG?"
I smiled. I knew Lizzie would make a huge deal out of this.
She put her hand on her forehead and pretended to faint by slumping down in her chair. "No, Ethan. I'm terrible! I can't see anything. I'm so dizzy." Her eyes lit up. "Maybe you could carry me out?" She asked innocently.
I was a little disappointed that she hadn't asked me to carry her, but I forgot that Ethan was her crush, not me.
"Sorry Lizzie. I can't carry two women at once." Ethan pointed at Kate, who was doing a worse act than Lizzie. "Or maybe I could if I had a tree-and salsa."
What?
"Awwww." She whispered to me. "That's so cute the way he says that."
Trees and salsa? If Ethan did have those things, he'd probably eat the tree and plant the salsa. How could Lizzie like him so much all based on his looks? I wished that Ethan would shave his head. Then I could see her reaction to him. I could not believe that Lizzie was so shallow. She seems so sweet and funny when I'm alone with her and Miranda, but when Ethan comes around; she starts acting like a whole new person. A person like Kate, or someone I don't like.
How did I end up talking about Lizzie? I was talking about Ethan here.
I guess that's what happened when you are in-'like' with your best friend.
"Yeah. Real cute." I said sarcastically.
"Gor-do!"
"Sorry, my bad."
She started running out of the plane, and I followed her.
I felt like I had been here for years, when all I had been here for was just a couple of minutes.
Rome felt so much like home.
Rome sweet Rome.
I woke up and noticed that I was on Gordo's shoulder, and he was holding my hand. The only odd thing was, he wasn't paying attention to me. I sat up straight as he removed his headphones.
"Oh, you're awake!" he said. "Turn it to station 5 if you want to listen to music. The movie's kind of lame."
Station 5 it was. I started to rip open my set of headphones that came in a bag.
I stopped. "Wait. Gordo-are we on the plane?" I asked, obviously knowing the answer.
He looked at me strangely. Then we started laughing hysterically.
"Shhh!" Kate exclaimed from the seat next to Ethan. "I'm trying to read here."
Right.
"What do you think she's reading?" Gordo whispered to me.
"I can't be Harry Potter, that's for sure." I said as I leaned over and tried to see what she was reading. "Seventeen. Just as I expected."
We start laughing again.
"Shhhhh!"
I fell onto Gordo, still giggling, and he stopped laughing. I stopped, too. Then there was an awkward silence that none of us could describe. Fortunately, the flight announcer broke the stillness.
"We will be landing in 10 minutes."
Animated Lizzie: Ten minutes? TEN MINUTES?
I gulped. What if the plane blew up right before it touched the ground? I couldn't think about it.
"Whatever you're thinking, it won't happen." Gordo said to me.
He knew me so well.
I looked out the window and saw-clouds. I was hoping to see a more exciting sight, like the view of Rome or something. I made a face and put on my seatbelt. I unwrapped a stick of gum and started chewing.
Gordo laughed. "You sound like a horse."
Animated Lizzie: You know, he's right.
I was about to respond as the plane lurched forward and I shrieked. I started bobbing up and down nervously. It felt as the plane was going straight down. I put my hands in my lap and promised myself that I would not ever ride in a plane again.
Animated Lizzie: La, la, la, la. I'm not on a plane... I'm on a roller coaster... I'm having fun. La, la, la! LA!
I occurred to me that I loved roller coasters, like the ones at Coaster Kingdom, but I hated planes. So it wasn't that I was scared of heights. I was scared of planes!
I heard a loud thud interrupt my thoughts.
"Gordo!" I squealed. "I'm alive!"
He rolled his eyes. "Yes, you are."
"And you're alive too!"
"Yup."
I gasped and looked outside. "AND WE'RE IN ROME!"
"I know."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Gordo POV
Lizzie sure knew how to get on a guy's nerves. That high-pitched screaming she did over things like puppies, Ethan, pants, and. Rome. At least Miranda wasn't there to screaming with her. Then my eardrums would have definitely popped by now.
"Okay, okay. Lizzie, quiet." I instructed her. "Breathe."
She started breathing deeply and then Ethan looked over his seat to look at us.
"Are you okay, McG?"
I smiled. I knew Lizzie would make a huge deal out of this.
She put her hand on her forehead and pretended to faint by slumping down in her chair. "No, Ethan. I'm terrible! I can't see anything. I'm so dizzy." Her eyes lit up. "Maybe you could carry me out?" She asked innocently.
I was a little disappointed that she hadn't asked me to carry her, but I forgot that Ethan was her crush, not me.
"Sorry Lizzie. I can't carry two women at once." Ethan pointed at Kate, who was doing a worse act than Lizzie. "Or maybe I could if I had a tree-and salsa."
What?
"Awwww." She whispered to me. "That's so cute the way he says that."
Trees and salsa? If Ethan did have those things, he'd probably eat the tree and plant the salsa. How could Lizzie like him so much all based on his looks? I wished that Ethan would shave his head. Then I could see her reaction to him. I could not believe that Lizzie was so shallow. She seems so sweet and funny when I'm alone with her and Miranda, but when Ethan comes around; she starts acting like a whole new person. A person like Kate, or someone I don't like.
How did I end up talking about Lizzie? I was talking about Ethan here.
I guess that's what happened when you are in-'like' with your best friend.
"Yeah. Real cute." I said sarcastically.
"Gor-do!"
"Sorry, my bad."
She started running out of the plane, and I followed her.
I felt like I had been here for years, when all I had been here for was just a couple of minutes.
Rome felt so much like home.
Rome sweet Rome.