Lizzie opened her eyes and looked at the clock. 'How long did I sleep?' She thought. It was 6:00 P.M. She groaned and sat up in bed. It was still light outside, and the sun was starting to set. She got up and stretched her arms and neck. Lizzie walked out of the room and saw Miranda watching t.v. Lizzie tip toed into the living room and stood behind the couch.
"Good morning," Miranda turned around, "Sunshine." She said, sarcasticlly and turned back around.
"Man, I don't feel so good," Lizzie sat next to her and rested her head on the pillow, leaning against the arm rest. Miranda, her eyes still glued on, held her glass of water to Lizzie. Lizzie excepted and took a big gulp.
"What's on t.v.?" Lizzie said, looking at the t.v.
"Huh?" Miranda said, coming back to reality, "Oh, Gone With The Wind." She looked at the t.v. again.
"Oh my gosh, I loved this movie when I was little girl!" Lizzie said, getting confertable on the couch and took another gulp of water, "They still play this?" She asked.
"Um, I don't think so, I just found the video in the closet, when I was trying to find something," She replied, still focusing on the t.v. screen. No one said a word the whole time. They silently watched the old movie, until the phone rang.
"I'll get it," Lizzie said, getting up.
"Uh huh," Miranda, not taking her eyes away from the screen, said, nodding.
Lizzie walked into the kitchen and picked up the ringing phone off the counter. Before she clicked "On", she wondered if it was one of her old school friends. No one ever talked to Lizzie ever since the graduation party, no one knew where she lived. Her hand shook and she clicked "on".
"Hel-hello?" Lizzie said, her voice shaking.
"Hello?" The voice on the other line sounded familiar.
"Ryan?" She asked.
"Yeah?" She sighed in relief.
"You scared me!" He chuckled on the other line.
"Scared you?"
"Yeah, long story." She walked into the living room, Miranda was looking at Lizzie, as she walked to the couch.
'Who is it?' She mouthed.
'Ryan,' Lizzie mouthed back.
"Did you call for Miranda?" She asked. Of course it was obvious, they were in love.
"Yeah, but I want to know how your doing. I haven't seen you in a while, you know?"
"I'm fine, really." She answered, clicking her nails against the side of her water cup.
"That's good. Are you seeing anyone? I mean, after you and David broke up?" Lizzie sighed, She didn't know how to answer. Here she is, 28, and hasn't dated anyone in 10 years. Well, there was Mike, but he was a different story.
"No, I haven't seen anyone, since." He didn't say anything, "I know, I'm lame." Miranda acted like she wasn't paying attention to us, but Lizzie could tell she was.
"No, I was just thinking. Lizzie, your a beautiful girl, you don't deserve to be lonely. Let the past go, it's over now."
"Thanks." She looked at Miranda, "You want to talk to your girl?" She laughed and handed the phone to Miranda.
She continued to watch t.v., but her mind was focusing on other things. Gordos name raced through her head. She took a sip of water, but nothing was in the glass. She sighed and walked into the kitchen. She opened the fridge, but she stopped and closed it. She looked at the post-it paper on the fridge, it read: "Gordos number, 551-6742"
Her mouth dropped and she took the piece of paper off the fridge, and she folded it and cluched it in her hand. 'Why did Miranda have his number?" She thought to herself. She quickly walked out of the kitchen and snuck past Miranda in the living room, who was still on the phone with her boyfriend. She tiptoed down the hall and into her bedroom. She looked at the paper in her hand. 'Should I call?' She thought. She sat on her bed and looked at her hand. "I could call and tell him I'm sorry or I could call and be miserable my whole life!" She said to herself.
She had to take a chance. She reached for the phone on her nightstand, then she realized Miranda was on the phone. 'Great I'll have to wait.' She thought. She looked around her lonely room and saw her cell phone on the dresser. She got up and picked her cellphone, and walked back to her bed. She looked at his number and looked at phone. 'I can't do this' She thought. She dropped the piece of paper on the floor, next to her feet, and it landed face up. She stared at his number. She kept thinking about Gordo. Gordo was the one for her but she ran away from the love they shared. She hated herself for that. She never dated anyone, because her heart was still aching for Gordo.
After awhile of silence, she gave up. She picked up the piece of paper, and dialed the number. Her heart was beating loud and hard, it felt as if it would fling out of her. She started to sweat and she could barely speak. Butterflies flew around her stomach. Then it stopped ringing.
"Hello?"
"Good morning," Miranda turned around, "Sunshine." She said, sarcasticlly and turned back around.
"Man, I don't feel so good," Lizzie sat next to her and rested her head on the pillow, leaning against the arm rest. Miranda, her eyes still glued on, held her glass of water to Lizzie. Lizzie excepted and took a big gulp.
"What's on t.v.?" Lizzie said, looking at the t.v.
"Huh?" Miranda said, coming back to reality, "Oh, Gone With The Wind." She looked at the t.v. again.
"Oh my gosh, I loved this movie when I was little girl!" Lizzie said, getting confertable on the couch and took another gulp of water, "They still play this?" She asked.
"Um, I don't think so, I just found the video in the closet, when I was trying to find something," She replied, still focusing on the t.v. screen. No one said a word the whole time. They silently watched the old movie, until the phone rang.
"I'll get it," Lizzie said, getting up.
"Uh huh," Miranda, not taking her eyes away from the screen, said, nodding.
Lizzie walked into the kitchen and picked up the ringing phone off the counter. Before she clicked "On", she wondered if it was one of her old school friends. No one ever talked to Lizzie ever since the graduation party, no one knew where she lived. Her hand shook and she clicked "on".
"Hel-hello?" Lizzie said, her voice shaking.
"Hello?" The voice on the other line sounded familiar.
"Ryan?" She asked.
"Yeah?" She sighed in relief.
"You scared me!" He chuckled on the other line.
"Scared you?"
"Yeah, long story." She walked into the living room, Miranda was looking at Lizzie, as she walked to the couch.
'Who is it?' She mouthed.
'Ryan,' Lizzie mouthed back.
"Did you call for Miranda?" She asked. Of course it was obvious, they were in love.
"Yeah, but I want to know how your doing. I haven't seen you in a while, you know?"
"I'm fine, really." She answered, clicking her nails against the side of her water cup.
"That's good. Are you seeing anyone? I mean, after you and David broke up?" Lizzie sighed, She didn't know how to answer. Here she is, 28, and hasn't dated anyone in 10 years. Well, there was Mike, but he was a different story.
"No, I haven't seen anyone, since." He didn't say anything, "I know, I'm lame." Miranda acted like she wasn't paying attention to us, but Lizzie could tell she was.
"No, I was just thinking. Lizzie, your a beautiful girl, you don't deserve to be lonely. Let the past go, it's over now."
"Thanks." She looked at Miranda, "You want to talk to your girl?" She laughed and handed the phone to Miranda.
She continued to watch t.v., but her mind was focusing on other things. Gordos name raced through her head. She took a sip of water, but nothing was in the glass. She sighed and walked into the kitchen. She opened the fridge, but she stopped and closed it. She looked at the post-it paper on the fridge, it read: "Gordos number, 551-6742"
Her mouth dropped and she took the piece of paper off the fridge, and she folded it and cluched it in her hand. 'Why did Miranda have his number?" She thought to herself. She quickly walked out of the kitchen and snuck past Miranda in the living room, who was still on the phone with her boyfriend. She tiptoed down the hall and into her bedroom. She looked at the paper in her hand. 'Should I call?' She thought. She sat on her bed and looked at her hand. "I could call and tell him I'm sorry or I could call and be miserable my whole life!" She said to herself.
She had to take a chance. She reached for the phone on her nightstand, then she realized Miranda was on the phone. 'Great I'll have to wait.' She thought. She looked around her lonely room and saw her cell phone on the dresser. She got up and picked her cellphone, and walked back to her bed. She looked at his number and looked at phone. 'I can't do this' She thought. She dropped the piece of paper on the floor, next to her feet, and it landed face up. She stared at his number. She kept thinking about Gordo. Gordo was the one for her but she ran away from the love they shared. She hated herself for that. She never dated anyone, because her heart was still aching for Gordo.
After awhile of silence, she gave up. She picked up the piece of paper, and dialed the number. Her heart was beating loud and hard, it felt as if it would fling out of her. She started to sweat and she could barely speak. Butterflies flew around her stomach. Then it stopped ringing.
"Hello?"