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Chapter 6
Lizzie had given all of her flight information to JR, and had sent Gordo an IM telling him she had to go, she was going out to dinner. Okay, so that wasn't exactly the truth, but he'd never know. Now she was in a cab on the way to the airport, with a weeks worth of clothes hastily packed. She wondered what she forgot, and knew that she wouldn't remember until she got to New York and was without whatever she needed.
At the airport, Lizzie picked up her ticket and found the gate where she would board the plane. Within five minutes, they announced that passengers could board. Lizzie found her seat and put on some headphones, turned on some music, and tried to go to sleep.
It wasn't until she got settled in her seat, that she realized she'd left her computer logged online at the house. 'Crap!' she thought. Oh well, hopefully it would shut itself off. Then she thought about what JR was going to think. She told him from the get-go that her name was Brooke. It wasn't a lie; Brooke was her middle name. She didn't want to appear childish when he asked her name. Oh, well. He'd get over it.
* * * * *
Gordo paced the floor in his apartment. He had hoped to ask Lizzie for advice about Brooke, the internet girl who was coming to visit him, but Lizzie had told him she was going out to dinner and had to go. She had put up an away message before he had a chance to say anything.
Brooke would be there in an hour, which meant Gordo needed to get his act together and get to the airport quickly. He crossed the room one more time before turning on his heel and running into his bedroom.
Gordo attempted to comb his mass of unruly hair, but only succeeded in making it fluff out even more, so he pulled a baseball cap over his head and quickly put his shoes on and raced out the door after copying down her flight information from the instant message she'd sent him hours before.
* * * * *
Lizzie looked at her watch. 'The flight should be landing soon,' she thought. As if on cue, the pilot's voice came over the speakers.
"We will be landing soon, so please make sure your trays are put up and away, and make sure all seatbelts are fastened."
A couple minutes later, she felt the plane touch down on the ground. Lizzie's heart was racing, she knew in a few minutes, she was going to meet a total stranger. What would he be like? Then she started to panic. Would he be a psycho? Was he some weird person? What had she gotten herself into?
* * * * *
Gordo found the gate where Brooke's plane would be dropping off it's passengers, and he seated himself to wait for her. The plane had just pulled up, but no one had gotten off it yet. He looked around at all the people rushing everywhere, and smiled. New York was so busy and exciting.
"Flight 347 from Orlando International, Orlando Florida, now unloading at Gate 17G." That was her flight. Gordo saw some people getting off the plane, and watched for what Brooke had said she'd be wearing -- jeans, and a yellow t-shirt. She told him she had blonde hair. Gordo scanned the group of people for blonde hair and a yellow t-shirt.
He was about to give up hope, and thought she had fooled him, when the second to last person off the plane stepped out. He could clearly see the yellow shirt and blonde hair, and smiled to himself. She hadn't fooled him.
* * * * *
Lizzie stepped off the plane and followed all the other people up to where everyone was waiting for them. She scanned the crowd of people for JR. She knew he had brown hair, and he said he'd be wearing a blue t-shirt... she saw a group of three guys, two wearing blue t-shirts, and both of them had brown hair. She decided to approach them.
"Excuse me... are either of you JR?" They both shook their heads, and Lizzie turned around. She scanned the crowd, and caught a quick glimpse of a blue shirt, so she decided to approach him.
* * * * *
Gordo couldn't see her, now. There were too many people in the crowded little area. He decided to stand off to the side and wait for some of them to leave. Then maybe he'd be able to find her.
* * * * *
Lizzie sat down to wait for the crowd of people to thin out, since she'd lost the guy in the blue shirt. She fished through her purse and dug out her lip gloss and blush to touch up her makeup before meeting RJ. When she was done, there weren't so many people, so she stood and looked around again. There was a guy standing by a wall a little ways away in a blue shirt... He looked very familiar, and he was walking toward her. No, it couldn't be... Lizzie blinked in disbelief. There was no way...
"GORDO?!"
Chapter 6
Lizzie had given all of her flight information to JR, and had sent Gordo an IM telling him she had to go, she was going out to dinner. Okay, so that wasn't exactly the truth, but he'd never know. Now she was in a cab on the way to the airport, with a weeks worth of clothes hastily packed. She wondered what she forgot, and knew that she wouldn't remember until she got to New York and was without whatever she needed.
At the airport, Lizzie picked up her ticket and found the gate where she would board the plane. Within five minutes, they announced that passengers could board. Lizzie found her seat and put on some headphones, turned on some music, and tried to go to sleep.
It wasn't until she got settled in her seat, that she realized she'd left her computer logged online at the house. 'Crap!' she thought. Oh well, hopefully it would shut itself off. Then she thought about what JR was going to think. She told him from the get-go that her name was Brooke. It wasn't a lie; Brooke was her middle name. She didn't want to appear childish when he asked her name. Oh, well. He'd get over it.
* * * * *
Gordo paced the floor in his apartment. He had hoped to ask Lizzie for advice about Brooke, the internet girl who was coming to visit him, but Lizzie had told him she was going out to dinner and had to go. She had put up an away message before he had a chance to say anything.
Brooke would be there in an hour, which meant Gordo needed to get his act together and get to the airport quickly. He crossed the room one more time before turning on his heel and running into his bedroom.
Gordo attempted to comb his mass of unruly hair, but only succeeded in making it fluff out even more, so he pulled a baseball cap over his head and quickly put his shoes on and raced out the door after copying down her flight information from the instant message she'd sent him hours before.
* * * * *
Lizzie looked at her watch. 'The flight should be landing soon,' she thought. As if on cue, the pilot's voice came over the speakers.
"We will be landing soon, so please make sure your trays are put up and away, and make sure all seatbelts are fastened."
A couple minutes later, she felt the plane touch down on the ground. Lizzie's heart was racing, she knew in a few minutes, she was going to meet a total stranger. What would he be like? Then she started to panic. Would he be a psycho? Was he some weird person? What had she gotten herself into?
* * * * *
Gordo found the gate where Brooke's plane would be dropping off it's passengers, and he seated himself to wait for her. The plane had just pulled up, but no one had gotten off it yet. He looked around at all the people rushing everywhere, and smiled. New York was so busy and exciting.
"Flight 347 from Orlando International, Orlando Florida, now unloading at Gate 17G." That was her flight. Gordo saw some people getting off the plane, and watched for what Brooke had said she'd be wearing -- jeans, and a yellow t-shirt. She told him she had blonde hair. Gordo scanned the group of people for blonde hair and a yellow t-shirt.
He was about to give up hope, and thought she had fooled him, when the second to last person off the plane stepped out. He could clearly see the yellow shirt and blonde hair, and smiled to himself. She hadn't fooled him.
* * * * *
Lizzie stepped off the plane and followed all the other people up to where everyone was waiting for them. She scanned the crowd of people for JR. She knew he had brown hair, and he said he'd be wearing a blue t-shirt... she saw a group of three guys, two wearing blue t-shirts, and both of them had brown hair. She decided to approach them.
"Excuse me... are either of you JR?" They both shook their heads, and Lizzie turned around. She scanned the crowd, and caught a quick glimpse of a blue shirt, so she decided to approach him.
* * * * *
Gordo couldn't see her, now. There were too many people in the crowded little area. He decided to stand off to the side and wait for some of them to leave. Then maybe he'd be able to find her.
* * * * *
Lizzie sat down to wait for the crowd of people to thin out, since she'd lost the guy in the blue shirt. She fished through her purse and dug out her lip gloss and blush to touch up her makeup before meeting RJ. When she was done, there weren't so many people, so she stood and looked around again. There was a guy standing by a wall a little ways away in a blue shirt... He looked very familiar, and he was walking toward her. No, it couldn't be... Lizzie blinked in disbelief. There was no way...
"GORDO?!"