CHAPTER TWO
The minutes seemed to drag by for Lizzie. But she was able to use up her time by chasing Matt around the house because he tried to put some of his fake worms in her cereal. That took about a half an hour. Maybe. Lizzie filled up the rest of her time by taking a shower and picking out a good outfit (which could take a very long time if you do it right). It felt weird getting all dolled up for someone like Gordo. She'd never felt that she needed to look good in front of him before now.
"How do I look?" she asked herself in the mirror.
Lizzie was wearing a green long-sleeved shirt and a new pair of flares. She thought it looked all right. She knew tonight was the night. She would tell Gordo exactly how she felt. Now that she had on the right clothes she needed to find out what she was going to say . . . She went to a mirror and pretended it was Gordo (she found it very difficult not to get the giggles).
"David Gordon, I really like you. I've actually had a crush on you since the fourth grade."
I suppose that will have to do, Lizzie thought to herself.
* * *
"Uh, Lizzie. We're good friends, right? But do you think we might be - well - more then just good friends?" Gordo rubbed his chin in thought.
The minutes seemed to drag by for Lizzie. But she was able to use up her time by chasing Matt around the house because he tried to put some of his fake worms in her cereal. That took about a half an hour. Maybe. Lizzie filled up the rest of her time by taking a shower and picking out a good outfit (which could take a very long time if you do it right). It felt weird getting all dolled up for someone like Gordo. She'd never felt that she needed to look good in front of him before now.
"How do I look?" she asked herself in the mirror.
Lizzie was wearing a green long-sleeved shirt and a new pair of flares. She thought it looked all right. She knew tonight was the night. She would tell Gordo exactly how she felt. Now that she had on the right clothes she needed to find out what she was going to say . . . She went to a mirror and pretended it was Gordo (she found it very difficult not to get the giggles).
"David Gordon, I really like you. I've actually had a crush on you since the fourth grade."
I suppose that will have to do, Lizzie thought to herself.
* * *
"Uh, Lizzie. We're good friends, right? But do you think we might be - well - more then just good friends?" Gordo rubbed his chin in thought.