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Approximately 20 minutes after Miranda said, "I'll be right down." She still was nowhere to be found. Gordo sighed. He was not a patient man.
"Miranda, I love you and all but I'm seriously considering leaving without you." Gordo yelled up the stairs.
"Alright Gordo! I'm coming!" Miranda whined. Gordo loved it when she whined, she sounded so funny. Minutes later, Miranda plodded down the stairs.
"Lizzie is gonna be pissed off that we're late picking her up." Miranda said, walking towards the door with a large bag in tow.
"Yeah she will be," Gordo said. "But, she'll get over it."
"I know. I was merely stating she'll be pissed. It might be fun to watch." Miranda laughed.
"You, Miranda, are one of the only people I know that can even make intelligent things sound stupid." Miranda stared at him for a moment and saw the smirk on his face. She gave him the finger and walked out the door, shaking her head a laughing. Gordo followed close behind shutting the door as he left.
As soon as Miranda and Gordo got in the car, and Gordo had it started up, Gordo's least favorite music group came on. It was some rap group that Gordo had no respect for. Miranda however, thought the lead singer was "totally hot" so Gordo had no choice. This was one of the times that made Gordo wonder why he liked girls. It made him consider just becoming a monk instead.
"Hey Gordo." Miranda interrupted his thoughts. "Where exactly are we going?" Gordo realized that in the whole thought process, he'd gone too far past Lizzie's house.
"I meant to go to Lizzie's, I just got kind of preoccupied." Gordo blushed furiously and turned around toward the McGuire home.
"Obviously." Miranda looked at him with a raised eyebrow. She just shook her head and laughed, bobbing along to the beat of the radio. Soon enough, they made it to Lizzie's house. Gordo stopped the car, and got out quickly jogging up to the McGuire's door. He rang the doorbell.
"Hey Gordo!" A voice from inside yelled. "I'm almost ready, come in." Gordo was almost tempted to giggle, that was the exact same thing Miranda said. It was also what had made them very late. Gordo had sort of gotten over the fact though; it'd given him time to devise a plan. It was a very deceitful, sneaky, Gordo-like plan. He walked in the door and saw Mr. McGuire sitting on the couch, probably watching the Cooking Network, as he was so famous for doing.
"Hey Mr. McGuire!" Gordo nodded a recognition hello his way.
"Hey Gordo. Lizzie's upstairs." Mr. McGuire barely looked away from the television. Gordo walked the familiar stairway to Lizzie's room. He hadn't had to think about where he was going for years. Yet today was different. Today was the day he announced the feelings. Today.he became a man.
"Lizzie." Gordo knocked on the door. "Lizzie, you in there?" He opened the door. No Lizzie to be found. Gordo wasn't worried; she was probably in the bathroom. Almost as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Lizzie walked in the door; tear stains obvious on her cheeks.
"Oh my God. Lizzie what's wrong?" Gordo quickly closed the short distance between them and wrapped Lizzie in a hug. "Did someone hurt you? If they did, I swear to God I'll break their arms!" He pulled back from Lizzie. "Well?"
"I..I.I'm pregnant Gordo." Lizzie began sobbing even harder, and went over to sit on her bed. Gordo looked at her, frozen in absolute shock. So many things were going through his mind. He couldn't believe his Lizzie, his absolutely perfect Lizzie wasn't a virgin. Not even that, she hadn't had the guts to tell him. He was her best friend for Christ's sake!
More than the fact that he couldn't believe she hadn't told him was the fact that he wasn't her first. He'd always secretly had a fantasy of being Lizzie's first, and then they'd fall happily in love. Life would be better then. Though Gordo didn't believe in perfection, and all the standards that came along with it. He couldn't help but want the best romance possible. The one everyone wants. It was the one thing that kept him sane, kept him normal.
"You're what?" Gordo managed to stutter out what seemed like an eternity later. He stared into her beautiful eyes, filled with tears. Seeing her like this, hurt him all the way through. Something inside of him snapped. He couldn't take it he blew up.
"I cannot believe you McGuire! What about all the bullshit you pulled? The crap about how you're going to be a virgin till you get married? What happened to that? Is everything you say a lie? You deserve it you know. You went and got yourself knocked up. It was probably by the lame ass wannabe punk Seth wasn't it? Wasn't it? Answer me Lizzie!" Gordo spouted off every word with so much cruelty it drew the energy out of him. He saw more tears well up in the already very cheerless eyes of Lizzie McGuire. He was fuming mad.
"It isn't Seth's. It's Ethan's. I'm not some whore who would sleep with anyone you know." Lizzie said in a quivering tone.
"You could have fooled me Lizzie McGuire. You wanna know something pathetic? I came here today with the intention of telling you that I loved you. I loved you with all I had. I hoped you'd return the same love, but now I know that's never going to happen." Gordo managed to choke out, despite the very large lump in his throat. Lizzie looked at him, and opened her mouth to say something but Gordo wasn't interested. He walked out the door and pounded down the steps out to the car before he'd have to hear her story, before he'd have to hear her angelic voice crying.
Gordo went out to his car and opened the door. That was when he remembered Miranda. "No offense Miranda, but you should go see Lizzie. I'd rather be alone now." Miranda looked at him questioningly. "I said, you out now!" Miranda got out with a very hurt look on her face. No sooner than she shut the door, Gordo sped off towards home.
When he arrived Gordo went straight up to his room and grabbed the notebook out of his desk. He picked up a pen, and began furiously scribbling things onto the page.
"Well Gordon, you got yourself into this. You were sick of perfect remember? You wanted change, conflict. You got what you wanted, and now you've pushed away two of the most important people in your life. Maybe that suicide would be easier now." Gordo slammed the notebook shut and plopped on his bed; desperate to know whether or not he wanted to live.
A/N: Yeah I'm an evil person. I just had to stop you know? It seemed like a good place. I'll probably get the majority of the chapters done this week. (It being the only week I have off till Work starts) So expect good things. If you review. =)
Approximately 20 minutes after Miranda said, "I'll be right down." She still was nowhere to be found. Gordo sighed. He was not a patient man.
"Miranda, I love you and all but I'm seriously considering leaving without you." Gordo yelled up the stairs.
"Alright Gordo! I'm coming!" Miranda whined. Gordo loved it when she whined, she sounded so funny. Minutes later, Miranda plodded down the stairs.
"Lizzie is gonna be pissed off that we're late picking her up." Miranda said, walking towards the door with a large bag in tow.
"Yeah she will be," Gordo said. "But, she'll get over it."
"I know. I was merely stating she'll be pissed. It might be fun to watch." Miranda laughed.
"You, Miranda, are one of the only people I know that can even make intelligent things sound stupid." Miranda stared at him for a moment and saw the smirk on his face. She gave him the finger and walked out the door, shaking her head a laughing. Gordo followed close behind shutting the door as he left.
As soon as Miranda and Gordo got in the car, and Gordo had it started up, Gordo's least favorite music group came on. It was some rap group that Gordo had no respect for. Miranda however, thought the lead singer was "totally hot" so Gordo had no choice. This was one of the times that made Gordo wonder why he liked girls. It made him consider just becoming a monk instead.
"Hey Gordo." Miranda interrupted his thoughts. "Where exactly are we going?" Gordo realized that in the whole thought process, he'd gone too far past Lizzie's house.
"I meant to go to Lizzie's, I just got kind of preoccupied." Gordo blushed furiously and turned around toward the McGuire home.
"Obviously." Miranda looked at him with a raised eyebrow. She just shook her head and laughed, bobbing along to the beat of the radio. Soon enough, they made it to Lizzie's house. Gordo stopped the car, and got out quickly jogging up to the McGuire's door. He rang the doorbell.
"Hey Gordo!" A voice from inside yelled. "I'm almost ready, come in." Gordo was almost tempted to giggle, that was the exact same thing Miranda said. It was also what had made them very late. Gordo had sort of gotten over the fact though; it'd given him time to devise a plan. It was a very deceitful, sneaky, Gordo-like plan. He walked in the door and saw Mr. McGuire sitting on the couch, probably watching the Cooking Network, as he was so famous for doing.
"Hey Mr. McGuire!" Gordo nodded a recognition hello his way.
"Hey Gordo. Lizzie's upstairs." Mr. McGuire barely looked away from the television. Gordo walked the familiar stairway to Lizzie's room. He hadn't had to think about where he was going for years. Yet today was different. Today was the day he announced the feelings. Today.he became a man.
"Lizzie." Gordo knocked on the door. "Lizzie, you in there?" He opened the door. No Lizzie to be found. Gordo wasn't worried; she was probably in the bathroom. Almost as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Lizzie walked in the door; tear stains obvious on her cheeks.
"Oh my God. Lizzie what's wrong?" Gordo quickly closed the short distance between them and wrapped Lizzie in a hug. "Did someone hurt you? If they did, I swear to God I'll break their arms!" He pulled back from Lizzie. "Well?"
"I..I.I'm pregnant Gordo." Lizzie began sobbing even harder, and went over to sit on her bed. Gordo looked at her, frozen in absolute shock. So many things were going through his mind. He couldn't believe his Lizzie, his absolutely perfect Lizzie wasn't a virgin. Not even that, she hadn't had the guts to tell him. He was her best friend for Christ's sake!
More than the fact that he couldn't believe she hadn't told him was the fact that he wasn't her first. He'd always secretly had a fantasy of being Lizzie's first, and then they'd fall happily in love. Life would be better then. Though Gordo didn't believe in perfection, and all the standards that came along with it. He couldn't help but want the best romance possible. The one everyone wants. It was the one thing that kept him sane, kept him normal.
"You're what?" Gordo managed to stutter out what seemed like an eternity later. He stared into her beautiful eyes, filled with tears. Seeing her like this, hurt him all the way through. Something inside of him snapped. He couldn't take it he blew up.
"I cannot believe you McGuire! What about all the bullshit you pulled? The crap about how you're going to be a virgin till you get married? What happened to that? Is everything you say a lie? You deserve it you know. You went and got yourself knocked up. It was probably by the lame ass wannabe punk Seth wasn't it? Wasn't it? Answer me Lizzie!" Gordo spouted off every word with so much cruelty it drew the energy out of him. He saw more tears well up in the already very cheerless eyes of Lizzie McGuire. He was fuming mad.
"It isn't Seth's. It's Ethan's. I'm not some whore who would sleep with anyone you know." Lizzie said in a quivering tone.
"You could have fooled me Lizzie McGuire. You wanna know something pathetic? I came here today with the intention of telling you that I loved you. I loved you with all I had. I hoped you'd return the same love, but now I know that's never going to happen." Gordo managed to choke out, despite the very large lump in his throat. Lizzie looked at him, and opened her mouth to say something but Gordo wasn't interested. He walked out the door and pounded down the steps out to the car before he'd have to hear her story, before he'd have to hear her angelic voice crying.
Gordo went out to his car and opened the door. That was when he remembered Miranda. "No offense Miranda, but you should go see Lizzie. I'd rather be alone now." Miranda looked at him questioningly. "I said, you out now!" Miranda got out with a very hurt look on her face. No sooner than she shut the door, Gordo sped off towards home.
When he arrived Gordo went straight up to his room and grabbed the notebook out of his desk. He picked up a pen, and began furiously scribbling things onto the page.
"Well Gordon, you got yourself into this. You were sick of perfect remember? You wanted change, conflict. You got what you wanted, and now you've pushed away two of the most important people in your life. Maybe that suicide would be easier now." Gordo slammed the notebook shut and plopped on his bed; desperate to know whether or not he wanted to live.
A/N: Yeah I'm an evil person. I just had to stop you know? It seemed like a good place. I'll probably get the majority of the chapters done this week. (It being the only week I have off till Work starts) So expect good things. If you review. =)
