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Chapter 7
"LIZZIE?!"
"Oh, my God... are you... no way." Lizzie crossed her arms, she wasn't going to say anything dumb.
"You're Brooke, aren't you?" A look crossed Gordo's face as it dawned on him. Elizabeth Brooke McGuire. Princess Lizard. Lizzie.
"And you're JR?" Lizzie was confused. How did he get JR out of David Gordon?
"Um... not exactly."
"Oh, is JR one of your friends?" Lizzie felt relieved.
"Not exactly." Uh-oh. Crap.
"Who is JR?" Lizzie wanted to know.
"JR stands for Junior... the name, means Junior Speilberg... y'know, like Steven Speilberg?"
"Oh, my GOD! I feel like such a cheeseball, Gordo! I can't believe I didn't put all this together!"
"You're not the only one. I can't believe I didn't think about PrincessLizard from Orlando, being you... and I mean, why didn't I pick up on the whole Brooke thing? Your middle name... duh, Gordo!" Gordo slapped himself in the forehead. Lizzie laughed.
"Well... I guess there's no worrying about how to surprise you with a visit, huh? I was expecting to come up here and visit with JR, and stop by to surprise you... but... well, are you surprised?" They both laughed.
"Just a bit!" Gordo offered his arm, and Lizzie linked hers through it.
"So... I guess I get to see your new apartment before you see mine, eh?" Lizzie grabbed her bag off the luggage thing and Gordo took it from her.
"I'll carry it. And yes, I guess you do!"
Lizzie was anything but quiet on the drive to Gordo's apartment. She chattered about how fun it would be while she was there, how she felt like "such a dork" for not realizing that JRSplbrg was Gordo... anything and everything. Gordo was relieved, however, that she didn't say anything about Miranda.
"Hey Liz... did I tell you the big news?" Gordo piped up, when Lizzie had finally quieted down.
"Um... no? I don't know. Did you?"
"The news that I'm moving back to California?"
"You're kidding..." Lizzie's eyes widened. Now she felt guilty again, and thought of Miranda.
"Nope. I was offered a contract at a production company outside of LA... remember the day you called, and I wasn't home, and my parents told you that I was over at Miranda's?"
"Yeah..."
"I was out looking at apartments."
"Gordo! Why didn't you tell me this before? And what about the other job you're supposed to be starting up here?" Lizzie was confused now.
"It's not here... this is the job I was telling you about," Gordo replied, clicking on his left turn signal and turning into the apartment complex. He parked the Explorer in front of his apartment and got out, then led Lizzie up to the apartment. When he opened the door, he tossed his keys down on a table near the door and ushered her inside.
"Welcome to my humble abode," he said, in a fake, over-dramatic voice. Lizzie looked around her.
"Wow... this is pretty nice! And... whoa... it's clean! It's like you were expecting a... girl!"
Gordo blushed. "Well... be it you or Brooke... um... duh?"
Lizzie smiled. "Hush, Gordo. Can't you go five minutes without being sarcastic?"
"No," he replied in a smart-aleck tone, then grinned. Lizzie just shook her head.
Gordo went into the kitchen to get them something to drink, and when he came back into the living room, Lizzie wasn't there.
"Liz?" He peered down the hallway, but didn't see her.
"I'm in here." She stuck her head out of the small extra bedroom that he'd turned into an office. Gordo walked in and handed her a glass, then sat down at the computer.
"Did I tell you what Brooke-" Gordo started, then laughed at himself. "Nevermind!"
Lizzie giggled and hugged him. "Gordo... you're a goof."
Chapter 7
"LIZZIE?!"
"Oh, my God... are you... no way." Lizzie crossed her arms, she wasn't going to say anything dumb.
"You're Brooke, aren't you?" A look crossed Gordo's face as it dawned on him. Elizabeth Brooke McGuire. Princess Lizard. Lizzie.
"And you're JR?" Lizzie was confused. How did he get JR out of David Gordon?
"Um... not exactly."
"Oh, is JR one of your friends?" Lizzie felt relieved.
"Not exactly." Uh-oh. Crap.
"Who is JR?" Lizzie wanted to know.
"JR stands for Junior... the name, means Junior Speilberg... y'know, like Steven Speilberg?"
"Oh, my GOD! I feel like such a cheeseball, Gordo! I can't believe I didn't put all this together!"
"You're not the only one. I can't believe I didn't think about PrincessLizard from Orlando, being you... and I mean, why didn't I pick up on the whole Brooke thing? Your middle name... duh, Gordo!" Gordo slapped himself in the forehead. Lizzie laughed.
"Well... I guess there's no worrying about how to surprise you with a visit, huh? I was expecting to come up here and visit with JR, and stop by to surprise you... but... well, are you surprised?" They both laughed.
"Just a bit!" Gordo offered his arm, and Lizzie linked hers through it.
"So... I guess I get to see your new apartment before you see mine, eh?" Lizzie grabbed her bag off the luggage thing and Gordo took it from her.
"I'll carry it. And yes, I guess you do!"
Lizzie was anything but quiet on the drive to Gordo's apartment. She chattered about how fun it would be while she was there, how she felt like "such a dork" for not realizing that JRSplbrg was Gordo... anything and everything. Gordo was relieved, however, that she didn't say anything about Miranda.
"Hey Liz... did I tell you the big news?" Gordo piped up, when Lizzie had finally quieted down.
"Um... no? I don't know. Did you?"
"The news that I'm moving back to California?"
"You're kidding..." Lizzie's eyes widened. Now she felt guilty again, and thought of Miranda.
"Nope. I was offered a contract at a production company outside of LA... remember the day you called, and I wasn't home, and my parents told you that I was over at Miranda's?"
"Yeah..."
"I was out looking at apartments."
"Gordo! Why didn't you tell me this before? And what about the other job you're supposed to be starting up here?" Lizzie was confused now.
"It's not here... this is the job I was telling you about," Gordo replied, clicking on his left turn signal and turning into the apartment complex. He parked the Explorer in front of his apartment and got out, then led Lizzie up to the apartment. When he opened the door, he tossed his keys down on a table near the door and ushered her inside.
"Welcome to my humble abode," he said, in a fake, over-dramatic voice. Lizzie looked around her.
"Wow... this is pretty nice! And... whoa... it's clean! It's like you were expecting a... girl!"
Gordo blushed. "Well... be it you or Brooke... um... duh?"
Lizzie smiled. "Hush, Gordo. Can't you go five minutes without being sarcastic?"
"No," he replied in a smart-aleck tone, then grinned. Lizzie just shook her head.
Gordo went into the kitchen to get them something to drink, and when he came back into the living room, Lizzie wasn't there.
"Liz?" He peered down the hallway, but didn't see her.
"I'm in here." She stuck her head out of the small extra bedroom that he'd turned into an office. Gordo walked in and handed her a glass, then sat down at the computer.
"Did I tell you what Brooke-" Gordo started, then laughed at himself. "Nevermind!"
Lizzie giggled and hugged him. "Gordo... you're a goof."