Disclaimer: Uh… I own this pair of fuzzy gray pants I'm wearing. I bought them with my own money! Other than that, I own nothing.
A/N: Yeah, it was mean to leave you hanging there, but I decided to be nice and submit this chapter ASAP. Since it's spring break, ASAP is whenever. To ALH: thanks for informing me about the color of Lizzie's eyes. I couldn't remember whether it was brown or hazel, so I picked one. I'm going to keep it as hazel so that I don't keep changing the colors or something. Thanks a bunch, to you and everyone who's reviewed!
Chapter Seven:
Lizzie's Viewpoint:
I had just gotten to school and Ethan Craft had greeted me almost the second I walked into the building. It was amazing. In case you didn't know, Ethan's probably the dreamiest guy there is. He may not be too smart, but that's okay with me. I opened up my locker and noticed a folded up piece of paper fall onto the floor. I bent over and picked it up. It had 'Lizzie' written on the front. I opened it up and read it slowly.
You're An Angel
You're an angel that nobody can see,
Still, an angel is what you are to me.
An angel from heaven is what you are,
In my sky you're definitely a heavenly star.
You're an angel with beauty and grace,
You're kind and sweet; you've an angel face.
You have very graceful angel wings.
Happiness, joy, and love are just some things,
That an angel can give, and to me you've given.
In my heart and on my mind, is where you're livin'.
You have hair that is as soft as cotton.
A guardian angel is what I've gotten
Your eyes are like sapphires that shine bright.
When everything is dark, you give me light
You're an angel that gives me a reason to live
You're the angel that teaches me to give
You're the angel that makes me live another day
You're the angel that teaches me the right things to say
You're my angel and you'll always care,
You're m angel and you know I'll always be there.
I've been dying to tell you how I feel about you and here it is.
Love always, my angel,
Your Secret Admirer.
I was shocked. That was the most beautiful poem I'd ever read. It really didn't have much to compete with because I haven't read too much poetry, but still… it was beautiful. I tried to figure out why it sounded to familiar. Then… it hit me. This was Gordo's poem. I shook my head and tried to get my thoughts together. I felt this strange feeling in my stomach… butterflies? My heart was racing. It seemed so odd that Gordo liked me, but so satisfying at the same time. I wasn't sure how I felt yet and I wasn't sure what to do. Call me crazy, but I think I really do like Gordo.
More chapters soon, promise. Once again, Daniel Alexadre Anutes wrote the poem used. It can be found at the lovepoetry.com website.