I started walking down the stairs, trying to make a grand entrance. I
walked slowly and steady, keeping my balance. I was on step 6 when-
"Hey!" I heard Ethan call from a few steps behind me.
Animated Lizzie: Answer him!
I spun around to face him, but tripped instead and slid down the rest of the stairs. Bump, bump, bump. Ow! I heard laughter coming from my right .I glanced over to see fifty eighth graders giggling and snickering. And you know what?
None of them asked if I was alright.
I mean he-llo! I had just fallen down a fleet of stairs, and all they could do was laugh at me? I could have broken my neck!
I struggled to get to the table that Gordo, Danny, Brooke, and Veruca were at.
"Ooh. That was a pretty bad fall. You okay?" Veruca asked.
I nodded. Something was missing... aha! Gordo hadn't asked if I was okay yet. He wasn't in that protective big-brother mode that he was always in when I fall. I guessed he was tired.
"So is this choose-your-own stuff?" I asked, as if nothing had happened. "Or is it you-will-be-served stuff."
"Yeah." Gordo said absentmindedly.
"Hello?" I waved my hand in his face. "Earth to Gordo."
"W-what?"
I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, hey. So, um-how was rooming with Kate?"
Animated Lizzie: I was waiting for someone to ask me that.
"It was the most horrible experience of my life! She turned my alarm clock on extra early, so she could 'shower...'" I heard a familiar voice moan.
Kate!
What a liar.
"It was, uh, okay." I tried.
"Right." Gordo said. "Really, how is she treating you?"
"No really, it's fine. I wouldn't mind if we changed the subject here..." I started. "Okay. Um, so when is our food gonna get here?"
"We ate already."
"At 6:30!" I exclaimed. "My schedule said 7!"
Gordo winced. "Here." He tossed me a bagel.
I stuffed it into my mouth and got up.
"Lizzie, wait-"
Gordo POV Here was my chance. My chance to tell her my feelings for her. I had chickened out before, but I was not going to let that stop me. I had stared at her long enough. I could do this.
"Um, I-you, well..." I sputtered.
"Gordo, are you okay?" She asked.
I could do this!
"I-I mean, um..." I glanced around to find an excuse. "Don't you want some orange juice?"
NO! I couldn't do this.
I sighed.
"Uh, I guess. Sure." She sat down and started to pour orange juice into a cup as I stared at her dreamily.
I was such a chicken.
But hey, at least our friendship wouldn't be ruined.
BUT I WAS SUCH A CHICKEN!
"Hey!" I heard Ethan call from a few steps behind me.
Animated Lizzie: Answer him!
I spun around to face him, but tripped instead and slid down the rest of the stairs. Bump, bump, bump. Ow! I heard laughter coming from my right .I glanced over to see fifty eighth graders giggling and snickering. And you know what?
None of them asked if I was alright.
I mean he-llo! I had just fallen down a fleet of stairs, and all they could do was laugh at me? I could have broken my neck!
I struggled to get to the table that Gordo, Danny, Brooke, and Veruca were at.
"Ooh. That was a pretty bad fall. You okay?" Veruca asked.
I nodded. Something was missing... aha! Gordo hadn't asked if I was okay yet. He wasn't in that protective big-brother mode that he was always in when I fall. I guessed he was tired.
"So is this choose-your-own stuff?" I asked, as if nothing had happened. "Or is it you-will-be-served stuff."
"Yeah." Gordo said absentmindedly.
"Hello?" I waved my hand in his face. "Earth to Gordo."
"W-what?"
I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, hey. So, um-how was rooming with Kate?"
Animated Lizzie: I was waiting for someone to ask me that.
"It was the most horrible experience of my life! She turned my alarm clock on extra early, so she could 'shower...'" I heard a familiar voice moan.
Kate!
What a liar.
"It was, uh, okay." I tried.
"Right." Gordo said. "Really, how is she treating you?"
"No really, it's fine. I wouldn't mind if we changed the subject here..." I started. "Okay. Um, so when is our food gonna get here?"
"We ate already."
"At 6:30!" I exclaimed. "My schedule said 7!"
Gordo winced. "Here." He tossed me a bagel.
I stuffed it into my mouth and got up.
"Lizzie, wait-"
Gordo POV Here was my chance. My chance to tell her my feelings for her. I had chickened out before, but I was not going to let that stop me. I had stared at her long enough. I could do this.
"Um, I-you, well..." I sputtered.
"Gordo, are you okay?" She asked.
I could do this!
"I-I mean, um..." I glanced around to find an excuse. "Don't you want some orange juice?"
NO! I couldn't do this.
I sighed.
"Uh, I guess. Sure." She sat down and started to pour orange juice into a cup as I stared at her dreamily.
I was such a chicken.
But hey, at least our friendship wouldn't be ruined.
BUT I WAS SUCH A CHICKEN!