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Chapter 2: The Flight of a Thousand Hours
LIZZIE'S JOURNAL
Could this flight be any longer? It is really quite, besides Ethan's ramblings about skateboarding and Kate's annoying discussion with some random woman about pores. Why isn't Gordo talking? I sat there quietly, looking out my window in search of words to say to him. "Soooo", I finally blurted out. "So", her replied really faintly "You enjoyed the trip?" "Of course I did McGuire, I was with you"
Ah, he called me McGuire. Everything is ok when he calls me McGuire.
"You're so sweet Gordo!" I replied in a really fake voice. Why was I being fake like this? I am never fake with Gordo!
"Is that the only reason you kissed me last night?"
WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT?!?!?!?!
"Um.what do you mean by that?" I finally got out "I mean did you only kiss me last night because I covered for you; because you think I'm sweet that I did that for you."
Oh my God, what am I gonna say? Should I say "No, I just know you like me and I wanted to say thanks" or say " I'm not sure, but I know you like me. I'm just not sure of my feelings yet."
I chose curtain number one, and that curtain was the one with the horse crap behind it, not the brand new Lexus.
"You wanted to say thanks, Lizzie?" he replied
Oh God, here it comes..
"You don't say thanks to someone by kissing them like that. You say thanks by actually SAYING IT!"
"Gordo, I think you." I tried to defend myself
"No Lizzie, I have something to tell you."
GORDO'S JOURNAL
That's right. I told Lizzie how I feel. Exactly how I feel:
"I like you. A lot. I have liked you more than a friend for a long time. You're not like other girls. This trip made me realize how much I like you. And when I finally get to actually kiss the person I have wanted to for so long, she tells me its to say 'thanks'? I don't get you Lizzie."
"Look", she started off
"I kinda knew you liked me, Kate told me way before the trip all the signs, and that's when I started to notice. Sure, I thought about being with you, but then I stopped, because I could never imagine it, you know?" she finished with that.
"No, I don't know"
"Well, I need time to think about it, Gordo. I really do like you, but I'm not sure if I like you like that. Can you give me time to think about it?"
I paused for a minute. Did I actually just have this conversation with Lizzie McGuire, my best friend since I was a baby? It was all becoming strange for me too. I finally blurted out: "I've waited this long for you, McGuire, I might as well wait a little bit longer".
I cracked a smile at her, and she smiled even wider at me. I knew things wouldn't be awkward if I called her "Mcguire", it never was.
"Thanks Gordo, I knew you would understand" she replied smiling, while messing with my hair.
I laughed, hiding how I really felt. The problem is. I really don't understand. I like her so much, and even when I tell her, she hides behind that beautiful smile how I know she really feels.
While getting off the plane, I watch her, only a couple of feet in front of me, acting as if everything is back to normal. I really do hope everything doesn't go back to normal. I hope it becomes better.. a lot better.
Chapter 2: The Flight of a Thousand Hours
LIZZIE'S JOURNAL
Could this flight be any longer? It is really quite, besides Ethan's ramblings about skateboarding and Kate's annoying discussion with some random woman about pores. Why isn't Gordo talking? I sat there quietly, looking out my window in search of words to say to him. "Soooo", I finally blurted out. "So", her replied really faintly "You enjoyed the trip?" "Of course I did McGuire, I was with you"
Ah, he called me McGuire. Everything is ok when he calls me McGuire.
"You're so sweet Gordo!" I replied in a really fake voice. Why was I being fake like this? I am never fake with Gordo!
"Is that the only reason you kissed me last night?"
WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT?!?!?!?!
"Um.what do you mean by that?" I finally got out "I mean did you only kiss me last night because I covered for you; because you think I'm sweet that I did that for you."
Oh my God, what am I gonna say? Should I say "No, I just know you like me and I wanted to say thanks" or say " I'm not sure, but I know you like me. I'm just not sure of my feelings yet."
I chose curtain number one, and that curtain was the one with the horse crap behind it, not the brand new Lexus.
"You wanted to say thanks, Lizzie?" he replied
Oh God, here it comes..
"You don't say thanks to someone by kissing them like that. You say thanks by actually SAYING IT!"
"Gordo, I think you." I tried to defend myself
"No Lizzie, I have something to tell you."
GORDO'S JOURNAL
That's right. I told Lizzie how I feel. Exactly how I feel:
"I like you. A lot. I have liked you more than a friend for a long time. You're not like other girls. This trip made me realize how much I like you. And when I finally get to actually kiss the person I have wanted to for so long, she tells me its to say 'thanks'? I don't get you Lizzie."
"Look", she started off
"I kinda knew you liked me, Kate told me way before the trip all the signs, and that's when I started to notice. Sure, I thought about being with you, but then I stopped, because I could never imagine it, you know?" she finished with that.
"No, I don't know"
"Well, I need time to think about it, Gordo. I really do like you, but I'm not sure if I like you like that. Can you give me time to think about it?"
I paused for a minute. Did I actually just have this conversation with Lizzie McGuire, my best friend since I was a baby? It was all becoming strange for me too. I finally blurted out: "I've waited this long for you, McGuire, I might as well wait a little bit longer".
I cracked a smile at her, and she smiled even wider at me. I knew things wouldn't be awkward if I called her "Mcguire", it never was.
"Thanks Gordo, I knew you would understand" she replied smiling, while messing with my hair.
I laughed, hiding how I really felt. The problem is. I really don't understand. I like her so much, and even when I tell her, she hides behind that beautiful smile how I know she really feels.
While getting off the plane, I watch her, only a couple of feet in front of me, acting as if everything is back to normal. I really do hope everything doesn't go back to normal. I hope it becomes better.. a lot better.