Chapter Five
Gordo: How would you like to take Olivia to a concert on Tuesday night?
Jeremy: Don't tell me you are talking about the Lunar Juggies concert!
Gordo: I believe that is the one.
Jeremy looked at Olivia who looked at him with pleading eyes.
Jeremy: Why can't you take her?
Lizzie: We have a thing we have to do that night.
Jeremy looked at Olivia again, who was on the verge of crying.
Jeremy: Fine.
Gordo: Good. You will have fun.
Jeremy: (sarcastically) Oh, I know I will.
Ben: Can I go to the concert?
Gordo: No, sorry. Maybe next time.
Ben: Darn it! They always get to do stuff before me. It isn't fair!
Lizzie: When you are older, you can do a lot of things.
By the time they reached home, Ben was asleep in the back seat, and everyone went right to bed. It was not that late, but everyone was tired.
~The Next Morning~
Jeremy woke up to the clatters and clicks going on downstairs. He looked at his clock. It was eight in the morning. It was a Saturday. "What is wrong with these people?" He got up and trudged downstairs in his boxers and t- shirt to find his whole family down there, eating breakfast.
Gordo: Good morning, Jeremy! Did you get a good night sleep?
Jeremy: Yes.
Lizzie: I bet it feels great to be back in your own bed again, doesn't it?
Jeremy: I guess. So, what are we going to do today?
Lizzie: Well, we all have a school function to go to at Olivia's school. You are welcome to come along.
Jeremy: That is okay, thanks anyway.
Jeremy remembered the Holiday function, and he remembered it to be nothing special.
Lizzie: Why don't you call one of your old friends and play with them?
Jeremy: "Play?"
Lizzie: I mean talk or something.
Olivia: That might not be a good idea. The high school is going through exams. Science and math are the last ones this year.
Gordo: How did you know that?
Olivia: Ana told me.
Gordo: How did Ana know that? She is in eighth grade, right?
Olivia: Her friend's brother in ninth grade.
Lizzie: Well, you can always just drive around and see a movie by yourself.
Jeremy: That is okay. I will think of something.
Gordo: Hey! Why don't you go see Michael? He and you always used to hand out together.
Jeremy: Michael Harlem? Isn't that the kid who used to follow me around when I was younger?
Lizzie: He looked up to you. He isn't a kid anymore, though. He is in eighth grade now.
Gordo: You should call him or something.
Jeremy: Why would I do that?
Lizzie: Do you have any better ideas?
Jeremy: I don't know. It is too early to think of something!
Lizzie: Well, while you are thinking, would you like some breakfast? I made pancakes.
Jeremy: Okay.
Gordo: Are you sure you don't want to go with us? It will be fun!
Jeremy: I am sure, thanks.
Jeremy ate the pancakes in front of him.
Lizzie: Oh, Miranda is going to call soon. She wants to see you.
Jeremy: Who is Miranda again?
Lizzie: Your godmother.
Olivia: Ana's mom.
Jeremy: Oh, right. Okay, I will call her.
Lizzie: Great! The number is on the refrigerator.
Jeremy: Okay.
Jeremy went back upstairs and showered and dressed himself for the day. By the time he was finished getting dressed, his family left.
Jeremy started watching TV, and was watching a hockey game on TV when the phone rang. Jeremy picked up the receiver in his room.
Jeremy: Hello?
Miranda: Gordo?
Jeremy: No, this is Gordo's son.
Miranda: Jeremy?! Wow! Your voice sounds so grown up! This is Miranda. How are you?
Jeremy: Hey! I am good. How are you?
Miranda: Busy. You know, Ana and Paul who are at the festival with Josh. I really want to see you while you are here, though. Maybe we can have lunch tomorrow?
Jeremy: Um, okay. Sure.
Miranda: Ana and Paul will be happy to see you. It has been at least three years since they have seen you.
Jeremy: How old is Paul?
Miranda: Paul is four. I don't actually know if you have ever met him, not that I think of it. Oh well, he will be thrilled.
Jeremy: Well I am looking forward to seeing you.
Miranda: And I am looking forward to seeing you. I have some Christmas presents to give to you. I am so glad you can come! Bye!
Jeremy: Bye.
He hung up the phone. He hadn't seen the Long family in a long time. He remembered Ana, mostly because Olivia and Ana were good friends, but he didn't remember a Paul. The Long's and the Gordon's were really close when he was younger, then he never saw them once he went to boarding school.
Jeremy didn't think much of it, and went back to watching TV until about lunchtime. He decided he would go pick something up.
He got into the other family car, and drove to a fast food restaurant. The drive thru window looked too long, so he walked inside, and got in line. He was standing in line, minding his own business when he heard a male voice say, "Jeremy? Is that you?"
Gordo: How would you like to take Olivia to a concert on Tuesday night?
Jeremy: Don't tell me you are talking about the Lunar Juggies concert!
Gordo: I believe that is the one.
Jeremy looked at Olivia who looked at him with pleading eyes.
Jeremy: Why can't you take her?
Lizzie: We have a thing we have to do that night.
Jeremy looked at Olivia again, who was on the verge of crying.
Jeremy: Fine.
Gordo: Good. You will have fun.
Jeremy: (sarcastically) Oh, I know I will.
Ben: Can I go to the concert?
Gordo: No, sorry. Maybe next time.
Ben: Darn it! They always get to do stuff before me. It isn't fair!
Lizzie: When you are older, you can do a lot of things.
By the time they reached home, Ben was asleep in the back seat, and everyone went right to bed. It was not that late, but everyone was tired.
~The Next Morning~
Jeremy woke up to the clatters and clicks going on downstairs. He looked at his clock. It was eight in the morning. It was a Saturday. "What is wrong with these people?" He got up and trudged downstairs in his boxers and t- shirt to find his whole family down there, eating breakfast.
Gordo: Good morning, Jeremy! Did you get a good night sleep?
Jeremy: Yes.
Lizzie: I bet it feels great to be back in your own bed again, doesn't it?
Jeremy: I guess. So, what are we going to do today?
Lizzie: Well, we all have a school function to go to at Olivia's school. You are welcome to come along.
Jeremy: That is okay, thanks anyway.
Jeremy remembered the Holiday function, and he remembered it to be nothing special.
Lizzie: Why don't you call one of your old friends and play with them?
Jeremy: "Play?"
Lizzie: I mean talk or something.
Olivia: That might not be a good idea. The high school is going through exams. Science and math are the last ones this year.
Gordo: How did you know that?
Olivia: Ana told me.
Gordo: How did Ana know that? She is in eighth grade, right?
Olivia: Her friend's brother in ninth grade.
Lizzie: Well, you can always just drive around and see a movie by yourself.
Jeremy: That is okay. I will think of something.
Gordo: Hey! Why don't you go see Michael? He and you always used to hand out together.
Jeremy: Michael Harlem? Isn't that the kid who used to follow me around when I was younger?
Lizzie: He looked up to you. He isn't a kid anymore, though. He is in eighth grade now.
Gordo: You should call him or something.
Jeremy: Why would I do that?
Lizzie: Do you have any better ideas?
Jeremy: I don't know. It is too early to think of something!
Lizzie: Well, while you are thinking, would you like some breakfast? I made pancakes.
Jeremy: Okay.
Gordo: Are you sure you don't want to go with us? It will be fun!
Jeremy: I am sure, thanks.
Jeremy ate the pancakes in front of him.
Lizzie: Oh, Miranda is going to call soon. She wants to see you.
Jeremy: Who is Miranda again?
Lizzie: Your godmother.
Olivia: Ana's mom.
Jeremy: Oh, right. Okay, I will call her.
Lizzie: Great! The number is on the refrigerator.
Jeremy: Okay.
Jeremy went back upstairs and showered and dressed himself for the day. By the time he was finished getting dressed, his family left.
Jeremy started watching TV, and was watching a hockey game on TV when the phone rang. Jeremy picked up the receiver in his room.
Jeremy: Hello?
Miranda: Gordo?
Jeremy: No, this is Gordo's son.
Miranda: Jeremy?! Wow! Your voice sounds so grown up! This is Miranda. How are you?
Jeremy: Hey! I am good. How are you?
Miranda: Busy. You know, Ana and Paul who are at the festival with Josh. I really want to see you while you are here, though. Maybe we can have lunch tomorrow?
Jeremy: Um, okay. Sure.
Miranda: Ana and Paul will be happy to see you. It has been at least three years since they have seen you.
Jeremy: How old is Paul?
Miranda: Paul is four. I don't actually know if you have ever met him, not that I think of it. Oh well, he will be thrilled.
Jeremy: Well I am looking forward to seeing you.
Miranda: And I am looking forward to seeing you. I have some Christmas presents to give to you. I am so glad you can come! Bye!
Jeremy: Bye.
He hung up the phone. He hadn't seen the Long family in a long time. He remembered Ana, mostly because Olivia and Ana were good friends, but he didn't remember a Paul. The Long's and the Gordon's were really close when he was younger, then he never saw them once he went to boarding school.
Jeremy didn't think much of it, and went back to watching TV until about lunchtime. He decided he would go pick something up.
He got into the other family car, and drove to a fast food restaurant. The drive thru window looked too long, so he walked inside, and got in line. He was standing in line, minding his own business when he heard a male voice say, "Jeremy? Is that you?"