Gordo the Emo Kid
Chapter 4

[A/N: I'm sorry that it's taken me so long. I forgot about this story. I really, really, really didn't want to write myself into this, but I needed an Exposition! Girl, so I came up with a compromise. Mary Sue Exposition. You'll see no character developement from her at all, only necessary exposition. I have no idea where I'm going with this story except for the final chapter, so if anyone has any good ideas for filler chapters of fun, I'm open to suggestion. It would be a shame to end this story after there was no story. Also, emo's officially dead now, but so's the mosh pit, so I guess no one will really pay attention to its death. R/R, unless you are stupid.]

[Review Notes!

JtHM is short for Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, an excellent comic by Jhonen Vasquez. Go buy it at your friendly neighborhood comic book shop, and rejoice at being the least geeky person in the room. There's a character in Johnny named Todd, but when he is afraid, which is most of the time, he says "Squee!". Thus, Johnny calls him Squee. "T-t-t-t-today, junior!" is from Billy Madison, the best movie of all time. I heart Lenore.]

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Lizzie, Miranda, and Mary Sue Exposition were standing at their lockers. Miranda and Lizzie were talking about Lizzie rejection of Gordo the previous Friday. [It was a Friday, right? If not, it is now.] Mary Sue was staring off into space, as she wasn't needed yet.

"I still can't believe you did that", Miranda said. "That was kind of mean."

"But, come one, he's a total luser! Why would I date someone like him? I'm still waiting for my dream guy: someone who's incredibly stupid, marginally attractive, has no demonstrable skills whatsoever, and has no interest in me.", said Lizzie.

"Well, that's what we all want, but we can't hold out forever. Oh my gosh, is that Gordo?"

Lizzie looked in the direction that Miranda was pointing, and felt a teensy bit guilty.

Gordo was wearing a tight black T-shirt that looked like it was last worn when he was five, tight dark blue jeans with the bottoms cuffed to reveal white socks, and plain tennis shoes. His hair was slicked back, with stupid bangs, and both of his hands had large black Xs drawn on them. He approached the girls.

All he could manage was "My heart is black." before bursting into tears, dropping his books, and fleeing away.

"What the heck is up with him?", Miranda said.

"I know!", said Mary Sue, feeling that her time had come, "He's gone emo." She picked up his binder. On it was written 'xdavid zephyr gordonx'. "Straight edge too, by the looks of it. Not that he wasn't already, he just has a label for it now."

"Gordo's even more annoying like this.", Lizzie spat. "How do we fix him?"

"I don't know, I'm not supposed to have opinions."

"Well... at least it's not Radiohead.", chimed in Miranda.

~~~~~ [How do we fix him, indeed? I have a vague idea, but if anyone else has ideas, we can try that. And I'm sorry that that sucked, but it's not my fault, I'm just a really bad writer. R/R.]