What You Didn't Expect
Chapter 21: Ladies Drink Free!
When dinner was over that evening, and the talk had died down, Gordo announced that he was going to head back to his parents' place and get some sleep, citing he was "tired" as his reason. Miranda promptly pulled Lizzie off to the side and out of her parents' earshot.
"What is going on with you guys? I swear to God, Liz, if you don't tell me what is going on between you and Gordo, I'm kicking you out of my house!" she hissed.
Lizzie gave her a look. "I don't KNOW what's going on with me and Gordo. He holds my hand, he kisses me, he told me he loves me, and Miranda, I'm confused. He never actually asked me out or anything. I don't know if in his mind, we're together, or what."
"Ok, Liz, those are things that couples do. We're not 14 anymore. Gordo is in love with you, and I can tell you feel the same way about him. So why not just TALK ABOUT IT?" Miranda said exasperatedly.
"Because I don't know how to bring it up to him. And I seriously doubt he's going to bring up the topic with me!"
"Girls, is something wrong?" Jo McGuire poked her head around the corner and looked at them. Lizzie and Miranda looked up quickly, and shook their heads.
"No, Mrs. McGuire. We're just talking about where we want to go tomorrow," Miranda replied quickly. All grown up, living on their own, and they still told stories to keep their parents off their backs.
Jo looked at them a little oddly, but decided that her daughter and her friend were adults now, and didn't require the Mother-Daughter game of 20 Questions to figure out the problem and conjure up a solution. She smiled at the girls, then went about her business once more. Lizzie looked back at Miranda. "You know she wanted to jump in and play Super Mom." They shared a laugh at that.
*~*~*~*
Lizzie and Miranda headed back to Miranda's house a little while later, discussing what their options were for the rest of the evening. It was only a little after 8, and they still had hours before they would be even remotely tired. Lizzie suggested they go to a club, so they changed their clothes and called a cab to take them to a local place called Club Ice. "No sense in taking the car if you can't drive it home!" Miranda said.
As soon as they stepped into the club, music surrounded them, lights were flashing, and people were everywhere. Miranda spotted an empty table near the dance floor, and they hurried over to claim it.
"Okay, I'll get drinks and you hold the table, alrighty?" Lizzie asked, pulling some money out of her bra. She hadn't wanted to bring a purse, because she knew she'd be dancing and didn't want to leave it unattended for anyone to steal. Miranda laughed.
"You should have worn a skirt with pockets!" she said, reaching into her's and handing Lizzie three dollars. "Get me a rum and Coke!"
Lizzie headed up to the bar and smiled at the incredibly good-looking bartender. "Hey, babe, what'll it be?" he asked.
"Um. a rum and Coke, and a Smirnoff Ice," Lizzie replied.
"So, you live around here?" the bartender asked, grabbing a bottle of rum from under the counter.
"I did until I went to college. I just moved back, though."
"Where'd ya go to college at?"
"University of Florida," Lizzie replied, taking the glass he handed her. He turned his back for a second and reached into a cooler, then pulled out a Smirnoff.
"Here ya go! A Smirnoff and a rum and Coke. Is that it?"
"Yep! How much is it?"
"On the house. Ladies drink free tonight until 11," the guy replied. Lizzie grinned.
"Thanks!" She carried the drinks to the table where Miranda was sitting, waiting.
"How much were the drinks? Did I give you enough?" she asked.
"Yep, here's your money back. Ladies drink free tonight!" Lizzie said.
"To being a chick!" Miranda said, and clinked her glass against Lizzie's bottle. Lizzie smiled, this was going to be a fun night.
Chapter 21: Ladies Drink Free!
When dinner was over that evening, and the talk had died down, Gordo announced that he was going to head back to his parents' place and get some sleep, citing he was "tired" as his reason. Miranda promptly pulled Lizzie off to the side and out of her parents' earshot.
"What is going on with you guys? I swear to God, Liz, if you don't tell me what is going on between you and Gordo, I'm kicking you out of my house!" she hissed.
Lizzie gave her a look. "I don't KNOW what's going on with me and Gordo. He holds my hand, he kisses me, he told me he loves me, and Miranda, I'm confused. He never actually asked me out or anything. I don't know if in his mind, we're together, or what."
"Ok, Liz, those are things that couples do. We're not 14 anymore. Gordo is in love with you, and I can tell you feel the same way about him. So why not just TALK ABOUT IT?" Miranda said exasperatedly.
"Because I don't know how to bring it up to him. And I seriously doubt he's going to bring up the topic with me!"
"Girls, is something wrong?" Jo McGuire poked her head around the corner and looked at them. Lizzie and Miranda looked up quickly, and shook their heads.
"No, Mrs. McGuire. We're just talking about where we want to go tomorrow," Miranda replied quickly. All grown up, living on their own, and they still told stories to keep their parents off their backs.
Jo looked at them a little oddly, but decided that her daughter and her friend were adults now, and didn't require the Mother-Daughter game of 20 Questions to figure out the problem and conjure up a solution. She smiled at the girls, then went about her business once more. Lizzie looked back at Miranda. "You know she wanted to jump in and play Super Mom." They shared a laugh at that.
*~*~*~*
Lizzie and Miranda headed back to Miranda's house a little while later, discussing what their options were for the rest of the evening. It was only a little after 8, and they still had hours before they would be even remotely tired. Lizzie suggested they go to a club, so they changed their clothes and called a cab to take them to a local place called Club Ice. "No sense in taking the car if you can't drive it home!" Miranda said.
As soon as they stepped into the club, music surrounded them, lights were flashing, and people were everywhere. Miranda spotted an empty table near the dance floor, and they hurried over to claim it.
"Okay, I'll get drinks and you hold the table, alrighty?" Lizzie asked, pulling some money out of her bra. She hadn't wanted to bring a purse, because she knew she'd be dancing and didn't want to leave it unattended for anyone to steal. Miranda laughed.
"You should have worn a skirt with pockets!" she said, reaching into her's and handing Lizzie three dollars. "Get me a rum and Coke!"
Lizzie headed up to the bar and smiled at the incredibly good-looking bartender. "Hey, babe, what'll it be?" he asked.
"Um. a rum and Coke, and a Smirnoff Ice," Lizzie replied.
"So, you live around here?" the bartender asked, grabbing a bottle of rum from under the counter.
"I did until I went to college. I just moved back, though."
"Where'd ya go to college at?"
"University of Florida," Lizzie replied, taking the glass he handed her. He turned his back for a second and reached into a cooler, then pulled out a Smirnoff.
"Here ya go! A Smirnoff and a rum and Coke. Is that it?"
"Yep! How much is it?"
"On the house. Ladies drink free tonight until 11," the guy replied. Lizzie grinned.
"Thanks!" She carried the drinks to the table where Miranda was sitting, waiting.
"How much were the drinks? Did I give you enough?" she asked.
"Yep, here's your money back. Ladies drink free tonight!" Lizzie said.
"To being a chick!" Miranda said, and clinked her glass against Lizzie's bottle. Lizzie smiled, this was going to be a fun night.