A/N- Wow! It a miracle! I updated both of my stories today. And I have
actually calmed down quite a bit since the last time so I am not feeling so
talkative. I was really hyper earlier. Anyway, Please review this story as
well as the other one. I corrected the chapter 20 of Secrets if you
prepared to read it only to find out that it looks like an exact copy of
chapter 19. Sorry about that. Anyway, please review. Thank you.
Disclaimer: I only own the Storyline.
Chapter 22: Dreaming of Pizza
Finally 20 June 2002
Dinner was actually very uneventful. I ended up sitting with Gordo, Sarah, and David. To tell you the honest and utmost truth, I miss Miranda. I mean, yeah I talk to her, but it's so different at home. I mean at home, we didn't have boyfriends and we were fine about dreaming about it, but now that we both have boyfriends, we have slowly drifted apart.
For dinner, we ate Pizza and then walked back to our hotel. We stopped on the way at some festival thing. I got one of those temporary tattoos that stay on for like two weeks on my ankle. I didn't really know what design I wanted, so I made Gordo pick it out, and of course he was semi-against the whole thing, and as sort of a mockery, he made it be a weird spiky thing. It must have been the weirdest one offered, because it looks ridiculous. At least I am wearing socks. We saw some fountain and some people pose and stay still that would move if you put money in a jar in front of them. That was pretty cool. There were a lot of artful things.
Anyway, will all these walks we are taking, my feet are getting tired and I am developing blisters. We walked home from the festival, and Gordo and I talked a little on our way home.
Gordo: Can you believe that this trip is almost over?
Lizzie: After this, we still have two nights plus the flight home.
Gordo: I know, but those two nights will fly by. I didn't mean it like that anyway. What I meant was that so many things have happened on this trip, that I cannot help but feel that once we are in school, things would be different between everyone.
Lizzie: How so?
Is he trying to break up with me or something?
Gordo: What I mean is we are friends with Anna, Sarah, David, Brian, and all of them, but when it comes time for high school we won't necessarily be friends.
Lizzie: That isn't necessarily true. I mean, things will definitely change, but I think this trip has been beneficial in the fact that we have gotten to know a lot more people who we might have to share classes.
Gordo: You don't see my point. High school is a big place, and especially Anna, who hasn't yet met anyone outside of the Europe trip, could be vulnerable and decide to hang out with other people. Sarah can do the same.
Lizzie: So could we.
I had to say that. I don't like where this conversation is headed because this trip has been awesome.
Gordo: But you see, that is different. We have known each other all of our lives, as where we have only known them for less then two weeks. High school is a big transitional period. Not everyone adjusts to everything the ideal way. More peer pressure and stuff.
Lizzie: You always have to look at the realistic things in life, and can't ever be optimistic, can you, Gordo?
I joked.
Gordo: I try to be.
He put his arm around me, and I put my arm around him and we walked the rest of the way. Talking about the future and high school.
Lizzie: Who do you actually think will succumb to peer pressure?
Gordo: I don't know, but you will be amazed. Maybe not in ninth grade, but in tenth grade things are supposed to really go wild.
Lizzie: Why is that?
Gordo: Everyone in ninth grade is scared of what others may think and too unrelaxed. Granted, ninth graders are not perfect in the social sense, but tenth grade is where people usually start to peek with drugs and alcohol.
Lizzie: Let me guess. Your parents told you this?
Gordo: Yeah. I guess we will just have to wait and see what happens.
Lizzie: Yep. I guess we will just have to wait.
I don't want to wait, though.
Lizzie: So, (playfully) do you think any of us are headed for trouble in high school?
Gordo: Oh yeah. You are headed for some serious trouble, young lady.
It way then that Gordo started to nudge me, and I broke off from him and started to run, and he chased after me. It probably looked really weird to everyone watching, but we are only fourteen, right? We can act like this sometimes.
He caught up with me and we walked together. We were near the hotel, so we didn't talk much. When Gordo and I reached our rooms, I followed him into his room. We watched a little TV, but I was really tired, so I soon decided that I would retire to my own room.
Gordo: Goodnight.
Gordo gave me a quick kiss. I kissed him back.
Lizzie: Goodnight.
Gordo: Sweet dreams! See you tomorrow.
Lizzie: Buona notte!
I walked across the hall to my own room, where Kate was.
Lizzie: Hey.
I took a deep breath and dropped on my bed. My face was toward my bed.
Kate: Hi.
I turned my head so it was in her general direction.
Lizzie: How has this trio been so far for you?
Kate: Okay, I guess. You?
I got up and got dressed for bed.
Lizzie: Good. I guess I am ready to go home in some ways.
Kate: Isn't everyone?
Lizzie: I guess.
I could tell that she wasn't in the mood to talk, which was good because I was too tired to talk. I fell asleep really quickly last night, though. It was a big day I guess, but I really needed that sleep.
Today, we are going to see a lot of artwork, mostly statues. I think we are seeing the Statue of David among other things. There are a lot of Italian artists. Donatello, Michelangelo, Leonardo, and Raphael. I guess I know those only from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, but hey TV can be educational sometimes. I am excited, I guess.
Disclaimer: I only own the Storyline.
Chapter 22: Dreaming of Pizza
Finally 20 June 2002
Dinner was actually very uneventful. I ended up sitting with Gordo, Sarah, and David. To tell you the honest and utmost truth, I miss Miranda. I mean, yeah I talk to her, but it's so different at home. I mean at home, we didn't have boyfriends and we were fine about dreaming about it, but now that we both have boyfriends, we have slowly drifted apart.
For dinner, we ate Pizza and then walked back to our hotel. We stopped on the way at some festival thing. I got one of those temporary tattoos that stay on for like two weeks on my ankle. I didn't really know what design I wanted, so I made Gordo pick it out, and of course he was semi-against the whole thing, and as sort of a mockery, he made it be a weird spiky thing. It must have been the weirdest one offered, because it looks ridiculous. At least I am wearing socks. We saw some fountain and some people pose and stay still that would move if you put money in a jar in front of them. That was pretty cool. There were a lot of artful things.
Anyway, will all these walks we are taking, my feet are getting tired and I am developing blisters. We walked home from the festival, and Gordo and I talked a little on our way home.
Gordo: Can you believe that this trip is almost over?
Lizzie: After this, we still have two nights plus the flight home.
Gordo: I know, but those two nights will fly by. I didn't mean it like that anyway. What I meant was that so many things have happened on this trip, that I cannot help but feel that once we are in school, things would be different between everyone.
Lizzie: How so?
Is he trying to break up with me or something?
Gordo: What I mean is we are friends with Anna, Sarah, David, Brian, and all of them, but when it comes time for high school we won't necessarily be friends.
Lizzie: That isn't necessarily true. I mean, things will definitely change, but I think this trip has been beneficial in the fact that we have gotten to know a lot more people who we might have to share classes.
Gordo: You don't see my point. High school is a big place, and especially Anna, who hasn't yet met anyone outside of the Europe trip, could be vulnerable and decide to hang out with other people. Sarah can do the same.
Lizzie: So could we.
I had to say that. I don't like where this conversation is headed because this trip has been awesome.
Gordo: But you see, that is different. We have known each other all of our lives, as where we have only known them for less then two weeks. High school is a big transitional period. Not everyone adjusts to everything the ideal way. More peer pressure and stuff.
Lizzie: You always have to look at the realistic things in life, and can't ever be optimistic, can you, Gordo?
I joked.
Gordo: I try to be.
He put his arm around me, and I put my arm around him and we walked the rest of the way. Talking about the future and high school.
Lizzie: Who do you actually think will succumb to peer pressure?
Gordo: I don't know, but you will be amazed. Maybe not in ninth grade, but in tenth grade things are supposed to really go wild.
Lizzie: Why is that?
Gordo: Everyone in ninth grade is scared of what others may think and too unrelaxed. Granted, ninth graders are not perfect in the social sense, but tenth grade is where people usually start to peek with drugs and alcohol.
Lizzie: Let me guess. Your parents told you this?
Gordo: Yeah. I guess we will just have to wait and see what happens.
Lizzie: Yep. I guess we will just have to wait.
I don't want to wait, though.
Lizzie: So, (playfully) do you think any of us are headed for trouble in high school?
Gordo: Oh yeah. You are headed for some serious trouble, young lady.
It way then that Gordo started to nudge me, and I broke off from him and started to run, and he chased after me. It probably looked really weird to everyone watching, but we are only fourteen, right? We can act like this sometimes.
He caught up with me and we walked together. We were near the hotel, so we didn't talk much. When Gordo and I reached our rooms, I followed him into his room. We watched a little TV, but I was really tired, so I soon decided that I would retire to my own room.
Gordo: Goodnight.
Gordo gave me a quick kiss. I kissed him back.
Lizzie: Goodnight.
Gordo: Sweet dreams! See you tomorrow.
Lizzie: Buona notte!
I walked across the hall to my own room, where Kate was.
Lizzie: Hey.
I took a deep breath and dropped on my bed. My face was toward my bed.
Kate: Hi.
I turned my head so it was in her general direction.
Lizzie: How has this trio been so far for you?
Kate: Okay, I guess. You?
I got up and got dressed for bed.
Lizzie: Good. I guess I am ready to go home in some ways.
Kate: Isn't everyone?
Lizzie: I guess.
I could tell that she wasn't in the mood to talk, which was good because I was too tired to talk. I fell asleep really quickly last night, though. It was a big day I guess, but I really needed that sleep.
Today, we are going to see a lot of artwork, mostly statues. I think we are seeing the Statue of David among other things. There are a lot of Italian artists. Donatello, Michelangelo, Leonardo, and Raphael. I guess I know those only from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, but hey TV can be educational sometimes. I am excited, I guess.