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Note: Does anyone else have a problem with ff.net "experiencing overload" all the time? The main time I get on here to update and read is at like 1 or 2 in the morning, when I'm just getting home from work (writing and reading is relaxing for me), and it's frustrating when you go to post a chapter, and ff.net is too busy! So although I do write at least one chapter on basically a daily basis. sometimes you'll see that four or five chapters will be posted at a time because I have to do them all when the site's not being finicky. Also, I'm not big on long, drawn-out fanfics. I like to try and keep most of mine below 35 or so chapters. usually they're about 20 or so. I'm not quite rightly sure how I want to end this one yet, so any ideas are welcome. I don't want to make the entire thing pure fluff, and so far it's been awful cheesy. I'm open to ideas and suggestions, comments, criticism, what have you. Email me at JohnMayerRAWKS@aol.com (that's also my AIM screen name, feel free to drop me an IM if you'd like). Now that I've yammered away half a page, let's get on to the next chapter.
What You Didn't Expect
Chapter 14
"Who?!" Miranda's voice was equally as excited as Lizzie's.
"Kate Sanders! She wants us to be bridesmaids in her wedding!"
Miranda was silent for a moment. "Kate's getting married?"
"Yep!"
"To who?"
"Oh, that's even bigger news! She's marrying Larry Tudgeman!"
"TUDGEMAN?! You're kidding me."
"Nope. One hundred percent serious. She just called, she wants me and you to be bridesmaids, and Tudgeman wants Gordo to be the best man!"
"Holy sh. crap! Wow! That's something I NEVER expected! Kate and Tudgeman! Yikes. can't wait to see how their kids turn out. Pretty little blonde girls running around in Star Wars costumes," Miranda said, stifling a laugh. Lizzie grinned.
"Oh, Lord. Well, they're getting married July 23rd at that church, at Dogwood and Bakersfield. I told her I'd definitely be there. Will you?"
"I don't know. Kate Sanders? Think about how she treated us back then."
"Miranda. we were friends long before that. Do you turn your back on your friends? I think she's totally changed. She told me, 'We're adults now. I think we've outgrown our junior high childishness by now?' and I was just thinking. wow. I mean, you could always tell when Kate was up to something evil. and she sounded so sincere and honest now. Give her a chance?" Lizzie pleaded.
Miranda was silent again for a moment, then huffed an over-exaggerated sigh into the phone. "Alright, Lizzie. But, if this turns out to be some big plan to make us look stupid.. Don't say I didn't warn you. "
"Oh, give it up. You're twenty-two years old, Miranda!" Lizzie laughed. The two continued to talk for a while, discussing mainly what they thought Kate's wedding would be like, but briefly, the conversation danced over to the topic of Gordo.
"So Liz. what's up in you and Gordo's New York world?" Miranda had made a quick subject change when Lizzie had asked her whether she thought Ethan Craft would be at the wedding.
"Me and Gordo's New York world? Um, okay. Gordo's at work right now, we've mostly hung out here, watched a few movies.. We went to dinner a couple times. Miranda, he's so confusing! Like the second day I was here.. I've been here for five days.. The second day I was here, he asked me if I ever thought about me and him together as a couple. I admitted that I do sometimes, and I kissed him, then went-"
"You kissed Gordo?!"
"Yes, Miranda. I kissed Gordo. Then I ran outside, and he came out behind me and told me he felt the same, then he kissed me, and we never said another word about it after that, and I think I love him, and I'm afraid to talk to him about it, and I'm so confused!" The last few fragments of what she said ran together in a blur, as words usually did when Lizzie got excited or upset.
"You kissed Gordo?" was all that Miranda could say. Lizzie threw her hands up and let out a groan of frustration.
"Yes! I kissed Gordo! Got it now? Did you hear ANYTHING I said after that?"
"Sorry. Yeah. That's awesome, Lizzie! It's about damn time!" Miranda exclaimed.
"Awesome? Miranda, I'm so confused! I'm afraid to say anything to him about it, because I don't want to hear that he only kissed me because he was caught up in the moment, and that it held no real meaning to him. I don't want him to think I'm crazy, I don't want him to know how he gets to me, I don't want him to-"
"McGuire! Shut up! Gordo loves you more than life itself, honey.. Get a grip. That boy's been in love with you since we were ten years old." Miranda cut Lizzie off mid-rant, and though Lizzie couldn't see, she rolled her eyes as she twisted the phone cord around her finger. She could just imagine Lizzie in Gordo's sun-lit New York apartment, her feet wearing a ridge in the floor as she paced anxiously while holding the phone with one hand and chewing the nails on the other hand frantically, all while praying silently that Gordo wouldn't walk in and hear their conversation. And somehow, though she'd seen Lizzie's spaz-attacks a million times before, the thought still amused her.
Note: Does anyone else have a problem with ff.net "experiencing overload" all the time? The main time I get on here to update and read is at like 1 or 2 in the morning, when I'm just getting home from work (writing and reading is relaxing for me), and it's frustrating when you go to post a chapter, and ff.net is too busy! So although I do write at least one chapter on basically a daily basis. sometimes you'll see that four or five chapters will be posted at a time because I have to do them all when the site's not being finicky. Also, I'm not big on long, drawn-out fanfics. I like to try and keep most of mine below 35 or so chapters. usually they're about 20 or so. I'm not quite rightly sure how I want to end this one yet, so any ideas are welcome. I don't want to make the entire thing pure fluff, and so far it's been awful cheesy. I'm open to ideas and suggestions, comments, criticism, what have you. Email me at JohnMayerRAWKS@aol.com (that's also my AIM screen name, feel free to drop me an IM if you'd like). Now that I've yammered away half a page, let's get on to the next chapter.
What You Didn't Expect
Chapter 14
"Who?!" Miranda's voice was equally as excited as Lizzie's.
"Kate Sanders! She wants us to be bridesmaids in her wedding!"
Miranda was silent for a moment. "Kate's getting married?"
"Yep!"
"To who?"
"Oh, that's even bigger news! She's marrying Larry Tudgeman!"
"TUDGEMAN?! You're kidding me."
"Nope. One hundred percent serious. She just called, she wants me and you to be bridesmaids, and Tudgeman wants Gordo to be the best man!"
"Holy sh. crap! Wow! That's something I NEVER expected! Kate and Tudgeman! Yikes. can't wait to see how their kids turn out. Pretty little blonde girls running around in Star Wars costumes," Miranda said, stifling a laugh. Lizzie grinned.
"Oh, Lord. Well, they're getting married July 23rd at that church, at Dogwood and Bakersfield. I told her I'd definitely be there. Will you?"
"I don't know. Kate Sanders? Think about how she treated us back then."
"Miranda. we were friends long before that. Do you turn your back on your friends? I think she's totally changed. She told me, 'We're adults now. I think we've outgrown our junior high childishness by now?' and I was just thinking. wow. I mean, you could always tell when Kate was up to something evil. and she sounded so sincere and honest now. Give her a chance?" Lizzie pleaded.
Miranda was silent again for a moment, then huffed an over-exaggerated sigh into the phone. "Alright, Lizzie. But, if this turns out to be some big plan to make us look stupid.. Don't say I didn't warn you. "
"Oh, give it up. You're twenty-two years old, Miranda!" Lizzie laughed. The two continued to talk for a while, discussing mainly what they thought Kate's wedding would be like, but briefly, the conversation danced over to the topic of Gordo.
"So Liz. what's up in you and Gordo's New York world?" Miranda had made a quick subject change when Lizzie had asked her whether she thought Ethan Craft would be at the wedding.
"Me and Gordo's New York world? Um, okay. Gordo's at work right now, we've mostly hung out here, watched a few movies.. We went to dinner a couple times. Miranda, he's so confusing! Like the second day I was here.. I've been here for five days.. The second day I was here, he asked me if I ever thought about me and him together as a couple. I admitted that I do sometimes, and I kissed him, then went-"
"You kissed Gordo?!"
"Yes, Miranda. I kissed Gordo. Then I ran outside, and he came out behind me and told me he felt the same, then he kissed me, and we never said another word about it after that, and I think I love him, and I'm afraid to talk to him about it, and I'm so confused!" The last few fragments of what she said ran together in a blur, as words usually did when Lizzie got excited or upset.
"You kissed Gordo?" was all that Miranda could say. Lizzie threw her hands up and let out a groan of frustration.
"Yes! I kissed Gordo! Got it now? Did you hear ANYTHING I said after that?"
"Sorry. Yeah. That's awesome, Lizzie! It's about damn time!" Miranda exclaimed.
"Awesome? Miranda, I'm so confused! I'm afraid to say anything to him about it, because I don't want to hear that he only kissed me because he was caught up in the moment, and that it held no real meaning to him. I don't want him to think I'm crazy, I don't want him to know how he gets to me, I don't want him to-"
"McGuire! Shut up! Gordo loves you more than life itself, honey.. Get a grip. That boy's been in love with you since we were ten years old." Miranda cut Lizzie off mid-rant, and though Lizzie couldn't see, she rolled her eyes as she twisted the phone cord around her finger. She could just imagine Lizzie in Gordo's sun-lit New York apartment, her feet wearing a ridge in the floor as she paced anxiously while holding the phone with one hand and chewing the nails on the other hand frantically, all while praying silently that Gordo wouldn't walk in and hear their conversation. And somehow, though she'd seen Lizzie's spaz-attacks a million times before, the thought still amused her.