A/N-Hey! Okay, I am continuing Secrets, in fact I have even started the
next chapter * gasp* I am just not sure how soon it is going to be
finished. If you are really eager to know how far a long I am or give me a
boost in finishing it, e-mail me (and my e-mail address has changed) at
blueotter3000@yahoo.com.au and do not forget the ".au" part or the email
will not send. With Secrets beside me, here is chapter 18 of "Lizzie Speaks
What?" Thank you for the reviews and please continue to review. Gordo is
not a bad guy in this story.
Disclaimer: Why must you continue to doubt me?
Chapter Eighteen: So, What happened?
19 June 2002
As I was saying before, diary, last night ended up to be a pretty good night . . .well it was better than good. It was awesome!
You really want to know what happened? Fine, I will tell you. We went to see the Flamenco dancing, and mind you, I am still all upset with Gordo. I end up sitting with Anna and a few other people who are pretty insignificant. * Yep, sometimes the truth hurts* Anyway, the show was pretty cool and the dancers danced and it was nice. The place smelled kind of smoky, and that was probably due to the fact that the other people seeing the dancers were smoking. I took a few pictures. I hope they turn out.
Anyway, Anna and I had a sort of interesting conversation.
Anna: So . . .how is life?
Lizzie: Well, life is life.
Anna: I heard that you and Gordo broke up earlier?
Lizzie: What? Where did you hear that?
Anna: People talk . . .I don't know.
Lizzie: Well, we did not break up; there was just a little disagreement earlier.
Anna: Oh. So everything is fine now?
I was silent . . . maybe silent a little too long.
Anna: Hello? Earth to Lizzie! Anybody home?
Lizzie: What?
Anna: So now everything with you and Gordo is peachy?
Lizzie: Well, I guess they could be peachier.
I guess Anna could tell that I have been in better moods.
Anna: Are you speaking with him?
Lizzie: Not exactly?
Anna: Why not? What did he do?
Lizzie: I guess it is kind of stupid, not that I think of it, but he was talking to another girl earlier today.
Anna: When? During lunch?
Lizzie: Yeah.
Anna: What was he saying?
She looked as though this were some big murder mystery with her eyes bulged open as she stared at me impatiently waiting on more details. Why is she so interested?
Lizzie: I don't know. They were talking in Spanish.
Anna: Wait, don't you take Spanish?
Lizzie: Not the kind of Spanish they were speaking.
I guess my tone sounded kind of rude because she looked as is she was hurt, and yet at the same time offended. I really wasn't in a good mood.
Lizzie: I mean don't you take French?
Anna: Yeah.
Lizzie: Well, do you understand everything French Rap says?
Anna: I see your point.
I really wasn't in a good mood. I think Anna was beginning to realize that I wasn't in a good mood, so I think she left me off the hook.
Lizzie: I am sorry. I shouldn't have said that.
Anna: It's okay. (She smiled) I think I have something to tell you that might make you happier.
Lizzie: Like what?
Anna: Well, like, that girl Gordo was talking to. Her name was Isabella, right?
Lizzie: I think so. How do you know her?
Anna: I met her in Atlanta a long time ago and we have been pen pals ever since then.
Lizzie: You speak Spanish?
Anna: Yeah, as a matter of fact, I was born in Puerto Rico and lived there for about four years. (Part of the US so technically she has never been out of the country)
Lizzie: I didn't know that. But what does this have to do with Gordo?
Anna: Well, we agreed to meet here today, and she was scanning the crowd and noticed Gordo.
Lizzie: And . . .
Anna: Well, it just so happens that Gordo looked like an old friend of hers, and as luck would have it, they are old friends.
Lizzie: Gordo has never mentioned her.
Anna: Well, this is what I understand, but Gordo and Isabella are friends because of their families. Both families used to vacation together in the summer in Barcelona. Isn't this a small world?
All right, I knew that Gordo has gone to Barcelona, but I wonder why he never mentioned her before. I guess it does make sense. I feel better.
Lizzie: Thank you for telling me. I feel better now.
Anna: I am glad. Now, I want to hear you two talking by the end of the night now you know the truth, you hear?
Lizzie: I can do nothing but try.
Shot! I have to go downstairs now to the lobby. I really want to fill you in on what happened, so I will finish telling you later. Ta ta! ~~~~~~~~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N- Review and I will post the next chapter as soon as possible.
Disclaimer: Why must you continue to doubt me?
Chapter Eighteen: So, What happened?
19 June 2002
As I was saying before, diary, last night ended up to be a pretty good night . . .well it was better than good. It was awesome!
You really want to know what happened? Fine, I will tell you. We went to see the Flamenco dancing, and mind you, I am still all upset with Gordo. I end up sitting with Anna and a few other people who are pretty insignificant. * Yep, sometimes the truth hurts* Anyway, the show was pretty cool and the dancers danced and it was nice. The place smelled kind of smoky, and that was probably due to the fact that the other people seeing the dancers were smoking. I took a few pictures. I hope they turn out.
Anyway, Anna and I had a sort of interesting conversation.
Anna: So . . .how is life?
Lizzie: Well, life is life.
Anna: I heard that you and Gordo broke up earlier?
Lizzie: What? Where did you hear that?
Anna: People talk . . .I don't know.
Lizzie: Well, we did not break up; there was just a little disagreement earlier.
Anna: Oh. So everything is fine now?
I was silent . . . maybe silent a little too long.
Anna: Hello? Earth to Lizzie! Anybody home?
Lizzie: What?
Anna: So now everything with you and Gordo is peachy?
Lizzie: Well, I guess they could be peachier.
I guess Anna could tell that I have been in better moods.
Anna: Are you speaking with him?
Lizzie: Not exactly?
Anna: Why not? What did he do?
Lizzie: I guess it is kind of stupid, not that I think of it, but he was talking to another girl earlier today.
Anna: When? During lunch?
Lizzie: Yeah.
Anna: What was he saying?
She looked as though this were some big murder mystery with her eyes bulged open as she stared at me impatiently waiting on more details. Why is she so interested?
Lizzie: I don't know. They were talking in Spanish.
Anna: Wait, don't you take Spanish?
Lizzie: Not the kind of Spanish they were speaking.
I guess my tone sounded kind of rude because she looked as is she was hurt, and yet at the same time offended. I really wasn't in a good mood.
Lizzie: I mean don't you take French?
Anna: Yeah.
Lizzie: Well, do you understand everything French Rap says?
Anna: I see your point.
I really wasn't in a good mood. I think Anna was beginning to realize that I wasn't in a good mood, so I think she left me off the hook.
Lizzie: I am sorry. I shouldn't have said that.
Anna: It's okay. (She smiled) I think I have something to tell you that might make you happier.
Lizzie: Like what?
Anna: Well, like, that girl Gordo was talking to. Her name was Isabella, right?
Lizzie: I think so. How do you know her?
Anna: I met her in Atlanta a long time ago and we have been pen pals ever since then.
Lizzie: You speak Spanish?
Anna: Yeah, as a matter of fact, I was born in Puerto Rico and lived there for about four years. (Part of the US so technically she has never been out of the country)
Lizzie: I didn't know that. But what does this have to do with Gordo?
Anna: Well, we agreed to meet here today, and she was scanning the crowd and noticed Gordo.
Lizzie: And . . .
Anna: Well, it just so happens that Gordo looked like an old friend of hers, and as luck would have it, they are old friends.
Lizzie: Gordo has never mentioned her.
Anna: Well, this is what I understand, but Gordo and Isabella are friends because of their families. Both families used to vacation together in the summer in Barcelona. Isn't this a small world?
All right, I knew that Gordo has gone to Barcelona, but I wonder why he never mentioned her before. I guess it does make sense. I feel better.
Lizzie: Thank you for telling me. I feel better now.
Anna: I am glad. Now, I want to hear you two talking by the end of the night now you know the truth, you hear?
Lizzie: I can do nothing but try.
Shot! I have to go downstairs now to the lobby. I really want to fill you in on what happened, so I will finish telling you later. Ta ta! ~~~~~~~~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~&~~~~~~~~~~~
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