Lizzie POV

It was the next day, and Gordo and I were stuffing breakfast into our mouths. After a lot of tossing and turning the other night, I had made a decision.

"I'm over him, Gordo. You won't have to hear me mope about him endlessly now. Happy?" I said.

"Yeah, but what about the small concert?" He asked.

"What about it?"

"Well, since you're mad at him-" I cut him off.

"I'm not mad at him. We're friends. End of story. Subject change, please."

Animated Lizzie: That was sort of harsh. Oops!

His shoulders slumped. "Sorry." He mumbled.

"So, what do you want to do?" I said, taking a bite out of a chocolate- filled donut. "It's another free, boring day."

I hoped to do something that would take my mind off Paolo for a while.

Gordo grinned. "I brought my CD player here."

I didn't get it. "I'm listening."

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Gordo POV

"I mean, like we can sing along. Well, you can. It'll be like practice." I said simply.

"Practice... for what?"

I rolled my eyes. How hard was this to understand? "For when you're on stage."

"Oh!"

I threw away my tray, and Lizzie threw away hers. We ran to the elevator and got in.

"Why can't we use the stairs?" She asked as I punched in the number 2.

"You might fall." I started laughing.

Her jaw dropped. "That's not nice! You act like I fall all the time!"

"You do." I tried to stop laughing, but didn't succeed.

"Take that back!"

I shook my head.

"Augh! I'm going get you!" She said, about to pounce on me.

Thankfully, the elevator doors opened, I scrambled out, and Lizzie started chasing me. I started sprinting down the hallway, and opened my hotel room door. I almost shut it, but Lizzie stuck her foot in the way.

"Let me in!" I screamed.

A couple doors opened. "SHHHHH!" They all said once.

I let her in, and she started giggling.

"What?" I asked, collapsing onto my bed.

She picked up a pillow and started pounding me with it. "Quit it!" I begged.

"Take it back!"

"Okay, okay."

She stopped. It took a while to catch my breath.

"Whew. Lizzie, you could seriously kill someone like that." I said solemnly.

She bit her lip worriedly. "Sorry. Did I hurt you?" She asked.

I grabbed a pillow and started beating her with it.

She started giggling. "I'll take that as a no." She took another pillow and hit me with it.

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Lizzie POV

I hadn't had so much fun since... forever. It felt so good, smacking Gordo with a pillow, and seeing feathers float down. I loved running back and forth, jumping on the bed, racing around, trying not to get hit by Gordo's pillow. I felt like I was three again.

Gordo jumped onto Danny's bed. "Try and get me now!" He yelled.

By the time I had climbed onto the bed, he had jumped off.

"Aargh!" I shrieked. Then he disappeared. "Huh? Where'd you go?"

Then I felt him behind me, pounding as hard as he could. Feathers flew everywhere.

"Gordo!" I cried. "I'm going to get you for that!"

Then suddenly, the door opened. Danny stepped in.

We froze.

Animated Lizzie: Uh-oh.

"Uh, hey guys. Um..." Danny licked his lips.

"Uh..."

"Um..."

We were all speechless. That left an awkward silence in the air. "I just came here for this." He dug under a couple of bed sheets that were on the floor, and pulled out a magazine. "Yeah. Um... see ya." He left.

I covered my mouth with my hand. "This place is a mess." I said.

Gordo shrugged. "Who cares?"

I smiled. "Not me."

We left the room, leaving it with feathers floating in the air, the beds messed up, and everything else on the floor.