The door to the Gordon's kitchen opened and Gordo's mother entered the room, leading her son, who was wearing a dark black blindfold over his eyes, with him. She directed him to a chair where he sat down. "So what exactly happened at the arcade today?" She asked curiously.
Gordo had had about as much as he could take. "Mom, I don't want to talk about it."
Mrs. Gordon could tell something was wrong. "Come on, you can tell me."
Gordo sighed. "This has to be the worst summer of my entire life."
"Oh, it's not that bad. The doctor said you could take it off in a couple of hours."
"No. It's not the blindfold. It's everything. Nothing has gone right this Summer. It's not what I wanted it to be at all."
"Oh, so this is about Lizzie."
"Can everyone read my brain or am I really that transparent?"
"Since I'm your mother, it might just be a little bit of both."
Typical mom humor. "Ha ha," Gordo replied sarcastically.
"Seriously, though, life isn't always going to go exactly what you want it to be, David. Sometimes things that we wish would happen don't and sometimes things that we wish would never happen do. But it all works out in the end."
"I know that, but it doesn't make it any easier."
"Sweetheart, I think you're taking all this out of perspective. If you just keep concentrating on what you want to happen someday, you'll miss all the good things that are happening around you right now."
"Good things? Not seeing my friends for the entire Summer? Getting blinded at the arcade? Having to spend the Summer with the world's biggest idiot? Those are good things?"
"Just look closer, you'll see." Gordo's mom left the room and left her son blindfolded and sitting at the kitchen table, thinking about what she had just said. Just then, he heard a knock on the front door. After a minute, his mom came back in the room. He could tell that she wasn't alone. "David," she called, "a friend is here to see you."
A familiar voice followed her by saying. "Hey Gordon." Ethan sat down at the table and Mrs. Gordon left the room. Ethan was about the last person that Gordo wanted to see at this point (well.. hear actually), but he listened to him anyway. He was glad he was blindfolded so that Ethan would not see his eyes and be able to tell how made he was. "Dude, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about what happened at the arcade. That was just like some kind of freak accident or somethin'."
Gordo's voiced seemed to lack any emotion. "No, that's all right. It wasn't your fault."
"Listen, I want to make it up to you. Remember that golf tournament I was telling you about at the Digital Bean?"
"Yeah." Gordo was wondering where this would be leading.
"Well I got tickets for it and I want you to come with me and my Step mom to it tomorrow."
Gordo wasn't quite sure how to react to this. His first reaction was that this would be a disaster, but it seemed impolite to refuse a gift that's part of an apology. "Sure. OK." he said.
"Great." Ethan was relieved that Gordo wasn't mad at him. "This is gonna rock."
Gordo wasn't sure about that part.
Gordo had had about as much as he could take. "Mom, I don't want to talk about it."
Mrs. Gordon could tell something was wrong. "Come on, you can tell me."
Gordo sighed. "This has to be the worst summer of my entire life."
"Oh, it's not that bad. The doctor said you could take it off in a couple of hours."
"No. It's not the blindfold. It's everything. Nothing has gone right this Summer. It's not what I wanted it to be at all."
"Oh, so this is about Lizzie."
"Can everyone read my brain or am I really that transparent?"
"Since I'm your mother, it might just be a little bit of both."
Typical mom humor. "Ha ha," Gordo replied sarcastically.
"Seriously, though, life isn't always going to go exactly what you want it to be, David. Sometimes things that we wish would happen don't and sometimes things that we wish would never happen do. But it all works out in the end."
"I know that, but it doesn't make it any easier."
"Sweetheart, I think you're taking all this out of perspective. If you just keep concentrating on what you want to happen someday, you'll miss all the good things that are happening around you right now."
"Good things? Not seeing my friends for the entire Summer? Getting blinded at the arcade? Having to spend the Summer with the world's biggest idiot? Those are good things?"
"Just look closer, you'll see." Gordo's mom left the room and left her son blindfolded and sitting at the kitchen table, thinking about what she had just said. Just then, he heard a knock on the front door. After a minute, his mom came back in the room. He could tell that she wasn't alone. "David," she called, "a friend is here to see you."
A familiar voice followed her by saying. "Hey Gordon." Ethan sat down at the table and Mrs. Gordon left the room. Ethan was about the last person that Gordo wanted to see at this point (well.. hear actually), but he listened to him anyway. He was glad he was blindfolded so that Ethan would not see his eyes and be able to tell how made he was. "Dude, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about what happened at the arcade. That was just like some kind of freak accident or somethin'."
Gordo's voiced seemed to lack any emotion. "No, that's all right. It wasn't your fault."
"Listen, I want to make it up to you. Remember that golf tournament I was telling you about at the Digital Bean?"
"Yeah." Gordo was wondering where this would be leading.
"Well I got tickets for it and I want you to come with me and my Step mom to it tomorrow."
Gordo wasn't quite sure how to react to this. His first reaction was that this would be a disaster, but it seemed impolite to refuse a gift that's part of an apology. "Sure. OK." he said.
"Great." Ethan was relieved that Gordo wasn't mad at him. "This is gonna rock."
Gordo wasn't sure about that part.