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Chapter Twelve- Bad
I walked out of the class with Gordo and Mark, very confused. "Gordo, can I talk to you for a sec?" I said, pulling on Gordo's arm.
"Sure, Lizzie, we'll be right back Mark, ok?" Gordo said, taking my hand in his and then he pulled me into a corner. He looked into my eyes for an explanation. Wordlessly I held out the note that Miranda had given me earlier. I watched as he read it.
As he looked up at me, I cried, "Oh Gordo, what am I supposed to do?" I put my back against the wall and slid down onto the floor. Gordo sat next to me and put his arm around me. "I mean," I said, leaning my head on his shoulder, "She's been my best friend forever. I want her back, but what she did hurt me a lot. I don't know if I can trust her not to do the same thing again. I'm so confused."
"Lizzie, listen to me," Gordo said, taking my chin in his hand, turning my head to face him, "I can't tell you exactly what to do, because that is your choice. But can I tell you my opinion?" I nodded and he continued, "The way I see it, I think Miranda went through the same thing you are going through. I mean, when we kissed at the dance, she was really into me at the time. And seeing her best friend kissing her boyfriend hurt her a lot. Sure the things she said hurt you, but you have to think about what she's going through too. Don't you think that it was hard for her to forgive you? Will you think about it for me Lizzie?" I didn't want to admit it, but what Gordo was saying kind of made sense. I smiled softly and kissed him lightly on the lips.
When I pulled back, I said, "Thanks Gordo. I'm glad I can count on you to be my personal psychologist."
He grinned, "Anytime my dear, anytime." Then he got up and was about to walk away.
"Gordo? Aren't you going to help your girlfriend up?" I asked, putting on my best "maiden in distress" look, and holding up my arms. He grinned and took my hands, putting one of his feet on top of mine, and then I put my other foot on top of his and he pulled me up. Then before I could pull away and walk to English, he slid his arms around my waist, and pulled me to him.
"Do you really think I'm gonna let my girlfriend go without a goodbye kiss?" He whispered into my ear, which sent shivers down my spine. I tilted my head up to meet his lips. The kiss was long and sweet, and it sent even more shivers down my spine. The warning bell pierced through my moment of bliss and I reluctantly pulled away from him.
"We better go to class." I said, looking deep into his eyes, clasping my hands on his neck
"Let's skip it," he said, grinning at me. I looked at him. Gordo skipping a class? This was a first. But hey! Anything to be with him.
"You serious? We have to get Mark in on this! We can go to the mall or something!" I said, jumping up and down in excitement.
"Anywhere but the mall!" Gordo said, pretending to faint. Mark walked up to us with a puzzled smile on his face.
"Aren't you guys gonna get to class?" He asked, a smile lighting up his face. Miranda was missing out.
"Nope. We're skipping," Gordo said, "Cause we're bad-" he started to say, but I cut him off by clamping my hand over his mouth. I didn't want him to start trying to be "bad" like he did back in middle school. I rolled my eyes at Mark, who widened his eyes at me. I knew he couldn't believe it either. Gordo, skipping a class?
"Are you serious man?" Mark asked, and when my boyfriend nodded, he continued, "Well then, you should learn about how to skip from the pro, which is me!" Mark said, and as Gordo and I raised our eyes at him, he quickly said, "Lizzie, can you pretend that you have cramps? Or, like hurt yourself in some way?"
I wrapped my arms around my stomach and said in a strained voice, "Oooo Ms. Gossey, I have a really bad stomach ache. Is that good?"
"Great! Now come on, we have to get to the nurse to get three late passes," He said, striding down to the nurses office. We followed him and entered the nurse's office.
"Hello kids, what can I do for you guys today?" Ms. Gossey asked, looking at the three of us.
"Ms. Gossey, my stomach hurts." I moaned.
"And I hurt my ankle," Mark said, limping a little for emphasis. Ms. Gossey looked at Gordo and he shrugged.
"I'm just here with them, you know, cause Mark can't walk too well. And Lizzie is my girlfriend, so I'm kinda worried about her." Gordo said, trying to look innocent.
Ms. Gossey bought it. "Awww, that's so cute! Here, let me write you some passes, and then I'll wrap up Mark's ankle, and give Lizzie something for her stomach. Do you take Digel dear?" she asked me, and I nodded. She bustled around, writing out three passes for us an dhanding them to Gordo, and then treating our "Conditions".
"Thanks so much!" Mark called as we left the nurse's office and walked down the hall (Mark limping in case Ms. Gossey was watching), and then as soon as we got around the corner Mark grabbed the passes from Gordo's hands. "Let's see.did she write in pencil? Oh, good, she did. Lizzie, do you have a pencil?" I handed him one, and he started to erase, and then filled in the time so that we would have a hour to do what we wanted and then we would go back to class and give the teachers the passes, pretending it took a long time to go to the nurse. We left school and started to walk around the neighborhood, but then I saw Miranda. She was in the park, swinging on the swing set, seeming to be lost in thought. I told the guys I'd be right back and walked over to where she was sitting.
"Hey Miranda." I said softly, sitting in the swing next to her. I could see Gordo and Mark coming towards us and I shooed them away.
"Lizzie? Why aren't you in class?" She asked.
"Why aren't YOU in class?" I countered.
She shrugged. "I don't know, I just didn't feel like being in class, and I wanted to think. Only, I shouldn't have come here, because Tom and I. we came here a lot."
She looked so sad, small and helpless, that I ran over to my best friend and gave her a huge hug. At first she was tense, and she didn't hug me back, but then she hugged me too. "I'm sorry Randa."
"I'm sorry too Lizzie. I was so awful to you!"
"You were pretty awful. But are you going to be the old Miranda now?"
"Most definitely!" She said, and I grinned at her.
"Me, Gordo, and Mark were thinking about getting some ice cream. You wanna come?"
"Wait. I don't think I heard you correctly. I think you just said GORDO. He didn't skip did he?" Miranda asked, her eyes wide, and her eyebrows raised.
"That he did!"
"No way! That's so awesome. Gordo. skipping a class. Wow. Hey, are you two together?" Miranda asked, shaking her head at the thought of Gordo skipping a class.
"Yeah." I said, not meeting her eyes.
"Lizzie! That's so cool!" Miranda cried, slinging an arm around my shoulders, and heading towards Gordo and Mark, who were on the slide, acting like little kids. Miranda and I started to laugh at them, so hard that we couldn't stop, no matter how hard we tried.
"Another example of how girls mature much faster than boys." I said, in between fits of laughter. This made Miranda laugh even harder.
" Hey!" Mark cried, "That wasn't very nice!" Before I knew what was happening, he had started to tickle me. I screamed with laughter, and Miranda and Gordo watched in amusement, Miranda still laughing.
"Mark! Get off of me!" I screamed, running away from him. Gordo ran towards me, picked me up, and threw me over his shoulder. I started to pound his back.
"That feels nice Lizzie."
"Grrrrrr." I said, and then slapped his ass, hard.
"Hey! That was my ass!" Gordo said, obviously uncomfortable with swearing.
"And a very cute one at that." I said, peering at his ass.
"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie," Miranda said, coming up to me, and shaking her finger, "Keep it PG now!"
"Hey, aren't I allowed to say that my boyfriend's ass is cute?" I asked, and Miranda giggled.
"Awww. Gordo's blushing!" Miranda squealed, and I grinned.
"Am not Miranda."
"Are too!" She squealed. Gordo put me down gently, and then ran after Miranda, who was laughing and running around the playground.
"Nana boo boo! You can't catch me!" She called, and Mark joined Gordo in chasing Miranda around the playground. They finally caught her, and then started giving her the "tickle treatment" as they called it. Then Gordo retreated to my side, and slid his arms around my waist. He nuzzled my neck and I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"So you two are friends again?" He murmured, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear. He touched his forehead to mine, and I smiled.
"Uh huh." I said, and he grinned.
"Finally!" He said, and then leaned in and kissed me. It was a light kiss, but I added more pressure. I felt his tongue brush against my lips, and I opened my mouth. Our tongues played for a while, and then we heard someone cough. We separated quickly, Gordo's arms still resting lightly on my hips, me playing with one of his curls. Markk looked uncomfortable about interrupting us, but Miranda just looked amused, a small smirk playing at her lips.
She clasped her hands at her heart and sighed. "Ah, young love." she said, grinning, "Or should I say young lust?"
I reached over and slapped her lightly on her arm. "Shut up Randa."
"Just stating the facts."
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."
Gordo squeezed my waist, and then said, "You know, we better go soon if we want to use this 'went to the nurse' excuse."
"No way! That's the excuse I using too! Ms. Gossey, I have cramps." She moaned, clutching her stomach in mock agony. We laughed and then headed back to school. I noticed Miranda and Mark were walking very close to eachother, and then Mark grabbed her hand. I grinned and nudged Gordo.
"Hey, look at Mark and Miranda.. don't you think they make a good couple?" I whispered into Gordo's ear.
"Yeah. But we make a better couple!"
I laughed. "Competitive are we?"
"You know it!" I laughed and leaned my head on his shoulder. Then I saw Miranda visibly stiffen. Kate Sanders was climbing into the back of Tom's car, and we saw him climb onto him. I ran over to Miranda.
"That little slut. Don't even think about Tom, Randa."
"Don't worry," Mark assured me, grinning, "I won't let her." I laughed and then turned to Miranda again.
"You know Miranda.."
"Yeah?"
"We should get revenge on Kate."
"What were you thinking about as revenge?" She asked, and I grinned evily.
"Well this is what I was thinking.." I said, Gordo, Mark, and Miranda crowding around me.
~What is Lizzie up to? I s she about to shed her "Little Miss Perfect" Personality? Actually, don't answer that, because she already has, technically, I mean, kissing her best friend's boyfriend, skipping class, and who knows how far she and Gordo have gotten? ;-) Heh, just kidding.. yeah, well the next (and last *sob sob*) chapter should be up soon. Then a sequel will be up after that. But if I told you what it was about, then it would ruin the surprise, and plus, I'd have to kill you, and that wouldn't be very pleasant would it? Now review! RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!~
Chapter Twelve- Bad
I walked out of the class with Gordo and Mark, very confused. "Gordo, can I talk to you for a sec?" I said, pulling on Gordo's arm.
"Sure, Lizzie, we'll be right back Mark, ok?" Gordo said, taking my hand in his and then he pulled me into a corner. He looked into my eyes for an explanation. Wordlessly I held out the note that Miranda had given me earlier. I watched as he read it.
As he looked up at me, I cried, "Oh Gordo, what am I supposed to do?" I put my back against the wall and slid down onto the floor. Gordo sat next to me and put his arm around me. "I mean," I said, leaning my head on his shoulder, "She's been my best friend forever. I want her back, but what she did hurt me a lot. I don't know if I can trust her not to do the same thing again. I'm so confused."
"Lizzie, listen to me," Gordo said, taking my chin in his hand, turning my head to face him, "I can't tell you exactly what to do, because that is your choice. But can I tell you my opinion?" I nodded and he continued, "The way I see it, I think Miranda went through the same thing you are going through. I mean, when we kissed at the dance, she was really into me at the time. And seeing her best friend kissing her boyfriend hurt her a lot. Sure the things she said hurt you, but you have to think about what she's going through too. Don't you think that it was hard for her to forgive you? Will you think about it for me Lizzie?" I didn't want to admit it, but what Gordo was saying kind of made sense. I smiled softly and kissed him lightly on the lips.
When I pulled back, I said, "Thanks Gordo. I'm glad I can count on you to be my personal psychologist."
He grinned, "Anytime my dear, anytime." Then he got up and was about to walk away.
"Gordo? Aren't you going to help your girlfriend up?" I asked, putting on my best "maiden in distress" look, and holding up my arms. He grinned and took my hands, putting one of his feet on top of mine, and then I put my other foot on top of his and he pulled me up. Then before I could pull away and walk to English, he slid his arms around my waist, and pulled me to him.
"Do you really think I'm gonna let my girlfriend go without a goodbye kiss?" He whispered into my ear, which sent shivers down my spine. I tilted my head up to meet his lips. The kiss was long and sweet, and it sent even more shivers down my spine. The warning bell pierced through my moment of bliss and I reluctantly pulled away from him.
"We better go to class." I said, looking deep into his eyes, clasping my hands on his neck
"Let's skip it," he said, grinning at me. I looked at him. Gordo skipping a class? This was a first. But hey! Anything to be with him.
"You serious? We have to get Mark in on this! We can go to the mall or something!" I said, jumping up and down in excitement.
"Anywhere but the mall!" Gordo said, pretending to faint. Mark walked up to us with a puzzled smile on his face.
"Aren't you guys gonna get to class?" He asked, a smile lighting up his face. Miranda was missing out.
"Nope. We're skipping," Gordo said, "Cause we're bad-" he started to say, but I cut him off by clamping my hand over his mouth. I didn't want him to start trying to be "bad" like he did back in middle school. I rolled my eyes at Mark, who widened his eyes at me. I knew he couldn't believe it either. Gordo, skipping a class?
"Are you serious man?" Mark asked, and when my boyfriend nodded, he continued, "Well then, you should learn about how to skip from the pro, which is me!" Mark said, and as Gordo and I raised our eyes at him, he quickly said, "Lizzie, can you pretend that you have cramps? Or, like hurt yourself in some way?"
I wrapped my arms around my stomach and said in a strained voice, "Oooo Ms. Gossey, I have a really bad stomach ache. Is that good?"
"Great! Now come on, we have to get to the nurse to get three late passes," He said, striding down to the nurses office. We followed him and entered the nurse's office.
"Hello kids, what can I do for you guys today?" Ms. Gossey asked, looking at the three of us.
"Ms. Gossey, my stomach hurts." I moaned.
"And I hurt my ankle," Mark said, limping a little for emphasis. Ms. Gossey looked at Gordo and he shrugged.
"I'm just here with them, you know, cause Mark can't walk too well. And Lizzie is my girlfriend, so I'm kinda worried about her." Gordo said, trying to look innocent.
Ms. Gossey bought it. "Awww, that's so cute! Here, let me write you some passes, and then I'll wrap up Mark's ankle, and give Lizzie something for her stomach. Do you take Digel dear?" she asked me, and I nodded. She bustled around, writing out three passes for us an dhanding them to Gordo, and then treating our "Conditions".
"Thanks so much!" Mark called as we left the nurse's office and walked down the hall (Mark limping in case Ms. Gossey was watching), and then as soon as we got around the corner Mark grabbed the passes from Gordo's hands. "Let's see.did she write in pencil? Oh, good, she did. Lizzie, do you have a pencil?" I handed him one, and he started to erase, and then filled in the time so that we would have a hour to do what we wanted and then we would go back to class and give the teachers the passes, pretending it took a long time to go to the nurse. We left school and started to walk around the neighborhood, but then I saw Miranda. She was in the park, swinging on the swing set, seeming to be lost in thought. I told the guys I'd be right back and walked over to where she was sitting.
"Hey Miranda." I said softly, sitting in the swing next to her. I could see Gordo and Mark coming towards us and I shooed them away.
"Lizzie? Why aren't you in class?" She asked.
"Why aren't YOU in class?" I countered.
She shrugged. "I don't know, I just didn't feel like being in class, and I wanted to think. Only, I shouldn't have come here, because Tom and I. we came here a lot."
She looked so sad, small and helpless, that I ran over to my best friend and gave her a huge hug. At first she was tense, and she didn't hug me back, but then she hugged me too. "I'm sorry Randa."
"I'm sorry too Lizzie. I was so awful to you!"
"You were pretty awful. But are you going to be the old Miranda now?"
"Most definitely!" She said, and I grinned at her.
"Me, Gordo, and Mark were thinking about getting some ice cream. You wanna come?"
"Wait. I don't think I heard you correctly. I think you just said GORDO. He didn't skip did he?" Miranda asked, her eyes wide, and her eyebrows raised.
"That he did!"
"No way! That's so awesome. Gordo. skipping a class. Wow. Hey, are you two together?" Miranda asked, shaking her head at the thought of Gordo skipping a class.
"Yeah." I said, not meeting her eyes.
"Lizzie! That's so cool!" Miranda cried, slinging an arm around my shoulders, and heading towards Gordo and Mark, who were on the slide, acting like little kids. Miranda and I started to laugh at them, so hard that we couldn't stop, no matter how hard we tried.
"Another example of how girls mature much faster than boys." I said, in between fits of laughter. This made Miranda laugh even harder.
" Hey!" Mark cried, "That wasn't very nice!" Before I knew what was happening, he had started to tickle me. I screamed with laughter, and Miranda and Gordo watched in amusement, Miranda still laughing.
"Mark! Get off of me!" I screamed, running away from him. Gordo ran towards me, picked me up, and threw me over his shoulder. I started to pound his back.
"That feels nice Lizzie."
"Grrrrrr." I said, and then slapped his ass, hard.
"Hey! That was my ass!" Gordo said, obviously uncomfortable with swearing.
"And a very cute one at that." I said, peering at his ass.
"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie," Miranda said, coming up to me, and shaking her finger, "Keep it PG now!"
"Hey, aren't I allowed to say that my boyfriend's ass is cute?" I asked, and Miranda giggled.
"Awww. Gordo's blushing!" Miranda squealed, and I grinned.
"Am not Miranda."
"Are too!" She squealed. Gordo put me down gently, and then ran after Miranda, who was laughing and running around the playground.
"Nana boo boo! You can't catch me!" She called, and Mark joined Gordo in chasing Miranda around the playground. They finally caught her, and then started giving her the "tickle treatment" as they called it. Then Gordo retreated to my side, and slid his arms around my waist. He nuzzled my neck and I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"So you two are friends again?" He murmured, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear. He touched his forehead to mine, and I smiled.
"Uh huh." I said, and he grinned.
"Finally!" He said, and then leaned in and kissed me. It was a light kiss, but I added more pressure. I felt his tongue brush against my lips, and I opened my mouth. Our tongues played for a while, and then we heard someone cough. We separated quickly, Gordo's arms still resting lightly on my hips, me playing with one of his curls. Markk looked uncomfortable about interrupting us, but Miranda just looked amused, a small smirk playing at her lips.
She clasped her hands at her heart and sighed. "Ah, young love." she said, grinning, "Or should I say young lust?"
I reached over and slapped her lightly on her arm. "Shut up Randa."
"Just stating the facts."
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."
Gordo squeezed my waist, and then said, "You know, we better go soon if we want to use this 'went to the nurse' excuse."
"No way! That's the excuse I using too! Ms. Gossey, I have cramps." She moaned, clutching her stomach in mock agony. We laughed and then headed back to school. I noticed Miranda and Mark were walking very close to eachother, and then Mark grabbed her hand. I grinned and nudged Gordo.
"Hey, look at Mark and Miranda.. don't you think they make a good couple?" I whispered into Gordo's ear.
"Yeah. But we make a better couple!"
I laughed. "Competitive are we?"
"You know it!" I laughed and leaned my head on his shoulder. Then I saw Miranda visibly stiffen. Kate Sanders was climbing into the back of Tom's car, and we saw him climb onto him. I ran over to Miranda.
"That little slut. Don't even think about Tom, Randa."
"Don't worry," Mark assured me, grinning, "I won't let her." I laughed and then turned to Miranda again.
"You know Miranda.."
"Yeah?"
"We should get revenge on Kate."
"What were you thinking about as revenge?" She asked, and I grinned evily.
"Well this is what I was thinking.." I said, Gordo, Mark, and Miranda crowding around me.
~What is Lizzie up to? I s she about to shed her "Little Miss Perfect" Personality? Actually, don't answer that, because she already has, technically, I mean, kissing her best friend's boyfriend, skipping class, and who knows how far she and Gordo have gotten? ;-) Heh, just kidding.. yeah, well the next (and last *sob sob*) chapter should be up soon. Then a sequel will be up after that. But if I told you what it was about, then it would ruin the surprise, and plus, I'd have to kill you, and that wouldn't be very pleasant would it? Now review! RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!~