Chapter 39: First Try
Gordo POV
~a day before Grand Ilandra~
"Okay... but I still don't get it. Why do you want to meet me at the train station?" Lizzie asked.
"I-you'll understand when you get there." I answered.
I had made up my mind. I was sick of waiting. I hated the fact that I couldn't get anywhere near her. So, I set up a meeting. I told her it was important, and to meet me at the train station about half and hour before the concert started. Guess what I was going to do there?
Yup, I was going to give her the kiss of her life.
It was hard to do, I'm telling you. But I knew holding back was killing me, so I had to make the first move.
Why at the train station, you ask? Well, my mom and dad met and had their first kiss at a train station, and so did my grandparents, so I figured that I should keep the tradition. Even if it was in public.
"Uh, okay... I'll see you tomorrow at the train station, 6:15." She smiled and returned to her room.
I walked down the hallway and into my room. I knew it. This was it.
My big chance.
***
I sat on a bench, in the deserted-looking train station, tapping my foot and waiting quietly for Lizzie to show up. She was five minutes late. I was worried. Why wasn't she here?
Just then, a train arrived and hundreds of people spilled out of the train.
"Great. Just great." I mumbled. "Now I'll never be able to find her."
Just then, I saw her. She looked as pretty as ever... but she had dyed her hair black, like Paolo had told her to. She had gotten extensions. Her hair was waved, and she was wearing a tight lime-green jacket. She had a pair of sunglasses on her head, even though the day was cloudy.
I ran up to her and said, "Hey."
"Um... hi." She said, standing on her tiptoes, as if she were looking for somebody.
Normally, I would have said, "Who are looking for?", but I wrapped my arms around and kissed her on the lips. She didn't return the kiss at first, but I didn't let go.
***
Lizzie POV
I skidded onto the platform, searching for Gordo. Oh, boy, was I late. I looked around and saw a woman carrying an umbrella, a man dressed in expensive clothes, someone who could easily be mistaken as a supermodel, a very chubby little boy, a blind man with a dog, and a guy and a girl making out.
I did a double-take.
The guy making out was none other than...
Gordo.
GORDO!!!!!!!!
I couldn't tell who the girl was, but she was kissing him passionately.
Animated Lizzie: No. It can't be... or can it?
My hand flew to my mouth. My eyes started to water. What was happening? Why was I crying?
Maybe it was because I was hurt. Because some random girl was making out with *my* Gordo!
Animated Lizzie: Wait a second... Did I just call him *my* Gordo?
Then it hit me. That's why I couldn't stop thinking about him.
I had a crush on Gordo.
A massive crush.
My tears started to spill, and I ran off the platform. I ran out of the station, and to the long black stretch limo that was waiting for me.
A/N: What's going on!? Read on to find out...
Gordo POV
~a day before Grand Ilandra~
"Okay... but I still don't get it. Why do you want to meet me at the train station?" Lizzie asked.
"I-you'll understand when you get there." I answered.
I had made up my mind. I was sick of waiting. I hated the fact that I couldn't get anywhere near her. So, I set up a meeting. I told her it was important, and to meet me at the train station about half and hour before the concert started. Guess what I was going to do there?
Yup, I was going to give her the kiss of her life.
It was hard to do, I'm telling you. But I knew holding back was killing me, so I had to make the first move.
Why at the train station, you ask? Well, my mom and dad met and had their first kiss at a train station, and so did my grandparents, so I figured that I should keep the tradition. Even if it was in public.
"Uh, okay... I'll see you tomorrow at the train station, 6:15." She smiled and returned to her room.
I walked down the hallway and into my room. I knew it. This was it.
My big chance.
***
I sat on a bench, in the deserted-looking train station, tapping my foot and waiting quietly for Lizzie to show up. She was five minutes late. I was worried. Why wasn't she here?
Just then, a train arrived and hundreds of people spilled out of the train.
"Great. Just great." I mumbled. "Now I'll never be able to find her."
Just then, I saw her. She looked as pretty as ever... but she had dyed her hair black, like Paolo had told her to. She had gotten extensions. Her hair was waved, and she was wearing a tight lime-green jacket. She had a pair of sunglasses on her head, even though the day was cloudy.
I ran up to her and said, "Hey."
"Um... hi." She said, standing on her tiptoes, as if she were looking for somebody.
Normally, I would have said, "Who are looking for?", but I wrapped my arms around and kissed her on the lips. She didn't return the kiss at first, but I didn't let go.
***
Lizzie POV
I skidded onto the platform, searching for Gordo. Oh, boy, was I late. I looked around and saw a woman carrying an umbrella, a man dressed in expensive clothes, someone who could easily be mistaken as a supermodel, a very chubby little boy, a blind man with a dog, and a guy and a girl making out.
I did a double-take.
The guy making out was none other than...
Gordo.
GORDO!!!!!!!!
I couldn't tell who the girl was, but she was kissing him passionately.
Animated Lizzie: No. It can't be... or can it?
My hand flew to my mouth. My eyes started to water. What was happening? Why was I crying?
Maybe it was because I was hurt. Because some random girl was making out with *my* Gordo!
Animated Lizzie: Wait a second... Did I just call him *my* Gordo?
Then it hit me. That's why I couldn't stop thinking about him.
I had a crush on Gordo.
A massive crush.
My tears started to spill, and I ran off the platform. I ran out of the station, and to the long black stretch limo that was waiting for me.
A/N: What's going on!? Read on to find out...