Chapter 4: Why We Split
This chapter contains extremely mild sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.Oh, remember,
I do not (repeat) do not own Lizzie McGuire. Remember those repeat it to yourself a few times
before it stays in your head!
(Lizzie)
We arrived at Butterfly Hill, and I still felt like something was going tp happen. I
didn't know what, but it was something. Gordo lead me to a spot in the trees.On a blanket,
there was a little paper triangle that said "Reserved for Gordon". It looked like it had been
planned.Come to think of it, it had been planned. Gordo sat on the blanket, and pat it. I sat
down. Near by, I heard a faint moaning. I looked at Gordo, he looked like someone else. Ethan,
maybe. He didn't look hot like Ethan, he looked-dare I say it- seductive.He put his arm around
my waist, and kissed me hard. I wasn't kissing back though.
"Lizzie, what's wrong?' he asked.
"Gordo, the question is, what is wrong with you?"
"Excuse me? I have no problem. I'm in love with a beautiful girl, who I've been
dreaming to do this to you for years." I gasped. I had never wanted to see the sexual Gordo, it
was too- freaky. He reached for me, and shoved his tongue down my throat. I smacked him, but it
had no affect on his brain. I got free of his grasp, and began to run. He grabbed my halter top
strings. I was being choked right there. As he pulled tighter, the strings came loose, and I
was topless. Again, I gasped. Tears welled up in my eyes as Gordo and I stared at each other,
both wondering what had just happened.
"Stay away from me, Gordo, stay as far away from me as you possibly can. Don't call me,
don't talk to me, don't write me e-mails," I said as I looked at him for the last time before
summer started, and I ran off.
*****
(Gordo)
I sat there as she ran off. I stared after her, but didn't run. I knew that when she
was pissed, she was going to take awhile to get back into the scheme of things. I hoped she
would talk to me, but I was the one friend of hers she trusted, or so I thought.
The next morning at school, there was a box of some of my old junk set there. I looked
down at it, then I looked across at the other locker. Lizzie was standing there talking to
Jenna. Jenna was making gasping noises. Then, Jenna looked over at me, sneering. I knew this
would happen.I am a loser for thinking she wouldn't get mad. My God, why do I have to be such a
freak? I thought. I hope this doesn't screw up my life-forever.
A/N You know the drill! review now please!!!!
what do you think?
This chapter contains extremely mild sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.Oh, remember,
I do not (repeat) do not own Lizzie McGuire. Remember those repeat it to yourself a few times
before it stays in your head!
(Lizzie)
We arrived at Butterfly Hill, and I still felt like something was going tp happen. I
didn't know what, but it was something. Gordo lead me to a spot in the trees.On a blanket,
there was a little paper triangle that said "Reserved for Gordon". It looked like it had been
planned.Come to think of it, it had been planned. Gordo sat on the blanket, and pat it. I sat
down. Near by, I heard a faint moaning. I looked at Gordo, he looked like someone else. Ethan,
maybe. He didn't look hot like Ethan, he looked-dare I say it- seductive.He put his arm around
my waist, and kissed me hard. I wasn't kissing back though.
"Lizzie, what's wrong?' he asked.
"Gordo, the question is, what is wrong with you?"
"Excuse me? I have no problem. I'm in love with a beautiful girl, who I've been
dreaming to do this to you for years." I gasped. I had never wanted to see the sexual Gordo, it
was too- freaky. He reached for me, and shoved his tongue down my throat. I smacked him, but it
had no affect on his brain. I got free of his grasp, and began to run. He grabbed my halter top
strings. I was being choked right there. As he pulled tighter, the strings came loose, and I
was topless. Again, I gasped. Tears welled up in my eyes as Gordo and I stared at each other,
both wondering what had just happened.
"Stay away from me, Gordo, stay as far away from me as you possibly can. Don't call me,
don't talk to me, don't write me e-mails," I said as I looked at him for the last time before
summer started, and I ran off.
*****
(Gordo)
I sat there as she ran off. I stared after her, but didn't run. I knew that when she
was pissed, she was going to take awhile to get back into the scheme of things. I hoped she
would talk to me, but I was the one friend of hers she trusted, or so I thought.
The next morning at school, there was a box of some of my old junk set there. I looked
down at it, then I looked across at the other locker. Lizzie was standing there talking to
Jenna. Jenna was making gasping noises. Then, Jenna looked over at me, sneering. I knew this
would happen.I am a loser for thinking she wouldn't get mad. My God, why do I have to be such a
freak? I thought. I hope this doesn't screw up my life-forever.
A/N You know the drill! review now please!!!!
what do you think?
