After school was out Lizzie nervously approached Miranda's front
door. She quickly rang the doorbell before she could change her mind.
Miranda's aunt answered the door.
"Lizzie, it's been quite some time! How are you?" Miranda's aunt asked, Lizzie had met her before.
"I'm fine, but do you think I could go talk to Miranda for a little while?" Lizzie asked quickly.
"Absolutely!" Miranda's aunt exclaimed as she ushered Lizzie into the house. "Just follow the noise." She jokingly remarked. As soon as Lizzie entered the house she could hear faint sounds of music in playing upstairs.
Lizzie quickly walked up the stairs toward Miranda's room. As she walked down the hall she heard pulsing beats of a rock band coming from behind Miranda's closed door.
Lizzie tentatively knocked on her door, and seeing how the music was loud decided there was no point in knocking, so she turned the knob and walked in Miranda's room.
Miranda was sitting on her bed when Lizzie walked in. Lizzie slowly walked over to her bed and said, "Miranda, look, I can explain."
"Ever heard of knocking?" Miranda asked without even looking up.
Lizzie cracked a small smile. "I did knock, Miranda. Anyway I was going to tell you, but-"
Miranda paused the music and finally looked up at Lizzie. "I don't want to hear it, Lizzie." She said with a sigh.
"No, Miranda, listen, when you were in Mexico-" Lizzie began again.
"I said I didn't want to hear it, Lizzie." Miranda said more firmly this time.
"Miranda, come on! Now Gordo asked me-"
Miranda took a deep breath, her brown eyes staring Lizzie straight in the eye. "Lizzie, I'm kind of busy here, could you come back another time?"
Lizzie glanced at the Gameboy Miranda was playing when she entered the room. She smiled and picked it up. "Yeah, I can see your real busy here." She remarked playfully.
Miranda, however, did not smile back. "Lizzie. Get. Out." She spoke slowly as though speaking to a small child.
Lizzie slowly got up from the bed, her confusion evident on her features.
Lizzie turned to say one more thing to her friend, but Miranda had already un-paused her music and was engrossed in her game again.
Gordo
"It was so weird, Gordo, I mean, me and Miranda have gotten into fights, but this time ....it was different. She actually told me to get out, Gordo! Can you believe it?..."
Gordo sighed, and tuned Lizzie out. He had been hearing the same things over and over for the past half-hour.
"Lizzie-" Gordo began before Lizzie interrupted him again.
"She actually said 'Lizzie, get out.' I even came to apologize to her!"
"LIZZIE!" Gordo shouted over her constant blabbering.
"What? God, Gordo you didn't have to yell." Lizzie answered sounding disgruntled.
"Why don't you just give Miranda some time to get over this, you did kinda.let her down." Gordo suggested in a softer tone.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment and then Lizzie softly said, "What do you mean I let her down, you did the same thing I did."
Gordo winced. Ouch. The worst part is that she's right. "Ok, ok, you're right, that was out of line. I'm sorry."
Lizzie audibly sighed on the line. "Gordo, what are we going to do?"
Gordo sat on his bed. "I guess we'll just wait and see what happens tomorrow."
"Lizzie, it's been quite some time! How are you?" Miranda's aunt asked, Lizzie had met her before.
"I'm fine, but do you think I could go talk to Miranda for a little while?" Lizzie asked quickly.
"Absolutely!" Miranda's aunt exclaimed as she ushered Lizzie into the house. "Just follow the noise." She jokingly remarked. As soon as Lizzie entered the house she could hear faint sounds of music in playing upstairs.
Lizzie quickly walked up the stairs toward Miranda's room. As she walked down the hall she heard pulsing beats of a rock band coming from behind Miranda's closed door.
Lizzie tentatively knocked on her door, and seeing how the music was loud decided there was no point in knocking, so she turned the knob and walked in Miranda's room.
Miranda was sitting on her bed when Lizzie walked in. Lizzie slowly walked over to her bed and said, "Miranda, look, I can explain."
"Ever heard of knocking?" Miranda asked without even looking up.
Lizzie cracked a small smile. "I did knock, Miranda. Anyway I was going to tell you, but-"
Miranda paused the music and finally looked up at Lizzie. "I don't want to hear it, Lizzie." She said with a sigh.
"No, Miranda, listen, when you were in Mexico-" Lizzie began again.
"I said I didn't want to hear it, Lizzie." Miranda said more firmly this time.
"Miranda, come on! Now Gordo asked me-"
Miranda took a deep breath, her brown eyes staring Lizzie straight in the eye. "Lizzie, I'm kind of busy here, could you come back another time?"
Lizzie glanced at the Gameboy Miranda was playing when she entered the room. She smiled and picked it up. "Yeah, I can see your real busy here." She remarked playfully.
Miranda, however, did not smile back. "Lizzie. Get. Out." She spoke slowly as though speaking to a small child.
Lizzie slowly got up from the bed, her confusion evident on her features.
Lizzie turned to say one more thing to her friend, but Miranda had already un-paused her music and was engrossed in her game again.
Gordo
"It was so weird, Gordo, I mean, me and Miranda have gotten into fights, but this time ....it was different. She actually told me to get out, Gordo! Can you believe it?..."
Gordo sighed, and tuned Lizzie out. He had been hearing the same things over and over for the past half-hour.
"Lizzie-" Gordo began before Lizzie interrupted him again.
"She actually said 'Lizzie, get out.' I even came to apologize to her!"
"LIZZIE!" Gordo shouted over her constant blabbering.
"What? God, Gordo you didn't have to yell." Lizzie answered sounding disgruntled.
"Why don't you just give Miranda some time to get over this, you did kinda.let her down." Gordo suggested in a softer tone.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment and then Lizzie softly said, "What do you mean I let her down, you did the same thing I did."
Gordo winced. Ouch. The worst part is that she's right. "Ok, ok, you're right, that was out of line. I'm sorry."
Lizzie audibly sighed on the line. "Gordo, what are we going to do?"
Gordo sat on his bed. "I guess we'll just wait and see what happens tomorrow."