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DISCLAIMER: Neither of us owns Lizzie McGuire. Well..I don't...do you Lauren? I don't think she does but then again I'm the one who's writing this chap so you can take it up with her. lol.
Note: Rome did happen. Everything that happened on the show happened. Right now, Miranda is in Mexico again. This takes place two summers after the last. So they're sixteen and in grade 10. Well...done grade 10 now. Oh god never mind. lol.
Extra note: Check out my other stories if you like this one. Hehe gotta advertise.
And without further adu...
No one Knows Chapter 2: Ice-Queen
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Lizzie extracted a large forest-green carrying case from her closet. Or at least tried to. It was stuck and couldn't get past the edges of the folding doors. Finally after some more heaves, the bag burst out from the closet sending Lizzie flying with it. Her head banged against the dresser. She rubbed it with a scowl, and opened her closet. Why had she agreed to this? The reason was simple. She didn't want some...girl to make a move on Gordo. Sure, they weren't going out, and yeah, Lizzie wasn't sure of her feelings for him, but this girl brought out the worst in her. Gordo had talked about her while he and Lizzie rode home, causing Lizzie to promptly slam the car door and stamp up the steps in anger, while Gordo shrugged his shoulders, not understanding what he had done wrong.
This GIRL was all Gordo had talked about the past few days. He was excited when their parents agreed to let Gordo and Lizzie stay there. Lizzie had been surprised that her parents let her go.
**FLASHBACK**
The smell of hamburgers was fresh in the air, and what normally would have been a loud talkative occasion had turned silent. Barbeques between the Gordon and McGuire families were usually a joyful occasion but right now it seemed that the mood had taken a turn for the worse.
At least Lizzie hoped so.
"So." Gordo said, looking expectantly from his mom and dad, to Lizzie's own set of parents.
"Can we go?" he asked after a moment.
Jo McGuire and Roberta Gordon shared looks, and Gordo's father whispered something to Lizzie's. They'll say no. Lizzie thought, a coy yet devilish smile playing on her lips. There's no way, they'll let me be alone with Gordo and another girl in charge of a bunch of kids, all Matt's age.
'No.' they'll say, without any hesitation and slowly the party atmosphere will be back. Gordo's and Lizzie's dads will continue to talk about lawn gnomes and the convention that was coming to town soon, while her mom, and Roberta Gordon will talk about baking or laundry or something.
Everything will be back to normal. Gordo will be sad, but then forget about 'Alison'. Oh god that girl..oh Lizzie hated her.
"Well..." Jo McGuire said, looking from parent to parent.
She'll say no. Lizzie thought with excitement, practically bouncing up and down in her seat.
"Sure." she said. "It sounds like a lot of fun."
What?! Lizzie's brain couldn't process the information. What had she just said? Was this how Ethan Craft felt every moment of his life? Dumfounded and confused? It was weird.
Just then Lizzie's mind snapped back.
"What?!" Lizzie exclaimed outloud, standing up with a jolt. "Your actually LETTING us go?!"
"Yes dear." Jo had a knowing smile on her face. "We trust you. You'll have fun."
"Really?!" she looked to her dad. "Dad?!?!"
"Yeah." he nodded. "It'll be a good growing experience honey." he took a bite of his burger and continued to talk with his mouth full. "You need to learn some patience for your brother." sauce, lettuce, tomatoes and various other ingredients slid down his face. "Oh shi--I mean shoot."
Jo dabbed at his chin with a napkin, laughing hysterically.
"Wow." Lizzie said quietly, as she sat down on her chair. She crossed her arms over her chest.
This was...strange.
"Great, huh?" Gordo asked as he sat beside her, a grin lighting up his adorable features.
"Mmm hmm." Lizzie nodded.
"It'll be so much fun. And we can make a new friend. Alison seems so great...and nice...and she's really pretty...Maybe she can be friends with us! It'll be so great. She can go to the school and we can be like 4 best friends instead of three..."
Lizzie's eyes opened wide with shock. What the hell was he saying?! Did he not see how bitchy Alison was?!?! And he called her pretty?!?! What the heck?! She couldn't listen to this anymore. She tuned Gordo out.
"Oh it'll be great." he said. Lizzie heard him and looked to him with a small kind of sad smile.
"Yeah." she said quietly, examining her shoes..and then the grass...and then the ant walking across the grass. "Great." she whispered.
"I thought you'd think so." he grinned. "I'm gonna get some more munchies. Your mom is a majorly awesome cook Liz." he stood up, but then leaned over hugging Lizzie from behind.
She blushed. It felt so good to be in his arms. It was okay for her to admit that now. She knew that she had feelings for Gordo. It was all good. Lizzie's face was turning more crimson by the second. He leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "Oh and by the way.." she waited for him to say something flirty, like he always did. "Your brother's using your expensive hairspray to kill wasps."
He patted her on the shoulders and left. Hairspray? Wasps? That wasn't flirty at all.
Matt?...her hairspray....waisting...expensive...AHHHHHH!
"Matt!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "You little weasel! DONT USE IT FOR THAT!!! ITS EXPENSIVE!!!!!!!!!!!"
She chased after him down the lawn.
**END FLASHBACK**
Lizzie snapped back into reality. She glanced over at her bottle of expensive beautiful hairspray. She shook it. Half gone now. She sprayed it into her hair once more, hoping her curls would stay put today. She wanted to look her best while dealing with Alison.
What was she missing? Lizzie looked around her room, silently pondering. All of a sudden the thought struck her. Lipstick! She needed lipstick!
Lizzie grabbed a tube of beigy-red entitled 'Succulent' and applied it gingerly on her lips.
"Lizzie!" her mom yelled from the bottom of the stairs. "Gordo's here!"
Oh great, Gordo's here. Gordo's here?!?! She couldn't let him see her making such a fuss over who? Ethan Craft?! He wasn't coming. The only guy that was there would be him. She didn't want him to know about her feelings. She stuck it into her back pocket just as Gordo appeared in her doorway.
He lightly rapped at the door, a sideways grin lighting up his face.
"Knock knock." he called in, his eyes sparkling.
"Hey Gordo." Lizzie said smiling slightly.
"All packed?" he asked.
"Yep." Lizzie motioned to the several bags lying on the ground.
"Which ones are you bringing?" he asked.
"All of them." she said giving him a weirded-out look.
"ALL OF THEM?!?!" Gordo spat. "That--that is a LOT of bags."
"Yeah...so?" Lizzie shrugged. "I'm a girl what do you expect?"
"Never mind. I should have expected this." he rolled his eyes.
"Hey.." she smiled sweetly at him. "You wanna help me with my bags?"
"Do I want to help you with your bags? hmm let me think. No." he grinned, sitting on her bed.
"Pleeeeeease?" Lizzie batted her eyelashes. "I'll be your best friend." she said in a sing-song voice.
"You already are." he smirked, mimicing her.
Lizzie pretended to pout.
"Come on Gordo. Your a guy. I cant lift."
"Well...."
"Please." she snuggled up to his arm, smiling up at him.
"Alright." he sighed standing up.
"Yes!" Lizzie exclaimed, pumping her fist in the air.
Gordo rolled his eyes, once again and grabbed the forest green bag's handle. "Your too cute for your own good McGuire. You know I can resist you." he smiled back at her, as he left the room.
She sighed. Ahh that was so sweet. He couldn't resist her? Yeah that was what she was hoping for.
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Lizzie snuggled up to Gordo's shoulder as she closed her eyes, trying to rest.
"Lizzie." he called. "It's not like this is a 2 hour long ride. Its a half an hour. Why are you resting?"
"I'm tired." she whined. "I had to wake up early this morning."
"Oh yeah, real early." he said sarcastically. "9 o'clock is the crack of dawn."
"It is for me!" she sighed. "I usually wake up around 11." she yawned, snuggling against him more.
"You don't mind do you." she looked up, pleading, into his eyes.
He shook his head with a smile.
"Nah. Your free to cuddle with me any time Lizzie." he smiled.
"Thanks. I'll take you up on that."
"Oh, great." he groaned. But his smile showed differently. He placed his head on top of hers as they napped.
**15 minutes later**
"Oh kids!" Jo McGuire called. "We're here." Lizzie and Gordo's heads parted and Lizzie sat up with a yawn.
"Huh?" she looked around. "Nooo." she went back to snuggle on Gordo's shoulder. "More rest. More snuggles. More sleep. Yaaaaawwnnn."
"Come on McGuire." he insisted, helping her up and out of the van. "Let's go."
"Is this how early we have to get up every day?" she whined, rubbing her eyes.
"Earlier. 7:30 or 8, usually." he shot her a sideways glance.
"Ohhhhh." she groaned. "Toooo early."
"Come on," he insisted, taking her hand. "I've got your bag."
"Okay." Lizzie perked right up. She liked holding Gordo's hand. "Hey Gordo..." she looked at him smiling.
"Hmmm.?" he asked, taking one of Lizzie's bags by the handle.
"I'm helping." she smiled at him. "My purse."
"Oh right." he rolled his eyes.
They walked down the path, to a log cabin. Wow, it was beautiful here.
Gordo groaned. "What do you have in this bag Lizzie? Rocks?"
She smacked him on the head. "Just some necessary items."
"Like what?" he asked, smirking. "Lip gloss? Magazines? Accessories?" he said in a girly voice.
"Yes." Lizzie grinned. "And pads, and tampons and Tylenol for cramps."
"Ohhh." Gordo exclaimed. "That time of the month. I didn't need to know that Lizzie. Too much information."
"You asked for it. Making fun of me." she narrowed her eyes, challenging him.
But Gordo backed down. "Whatever. I think we go in here."
She opened the door with one hand while holding on to Gordo's hand with her other.
She knocked on the door as she opened it.
"Hi." she smiled at obviously the camp director.
"Hello Ms. McGuire. Mr. Gordon."
A brunette girl sitting across from the camp director turned around. It was Alison. Oh great.
Immediately, as soon as Gordo saw Alison, he let go of Lizzie's hand letting it drop.
It was like a stake through Lizzie's heart.
"Lizzie and Gordo." the camp director, Ms. Stenback smiled. "Please take a seat."
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"So this, is like the place where the bathrooms and changing rooms are." Alison explained as she pointed to a large wooden building. Gordo nodded his head like a puppy dog, following Ali (as she liked to be called) everywhere. Lizzie just sighed dully and followed them around.
"Okay, that's, like, enough walking for one day." Alison sighed as she sat down on a bench. "We'll take a small break."
"Great idea." Gordo smiled, gazing at Ali lovingly. "Small break. Perfect."
Lizzie rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Lilly," Ali said, an icy smile playing at her lips. "Aren't you going to sit too?"
"No thanks." Lizzie muttered. "I'd prefer to stand. And it's Lizzie." she added.
"Whatever. Suit yourself." Alison shrugged. "So Gordo. tell me more about directing."
He told her a story, while Alison giggled and played with his hair, running her hands through his curls. She was so obviously flirting, and Gordo was just eating it up.
Lizzie should be the one flirting with Gordo, not Alison.
Just then she heard a squeal. "Gordo!" Alison exclaimed. "Stop tickling me! I'm like so ticklish!"
"Oh shut up." Lizzie grumbled under her breath.
Alison shot up in the chair.
"Excuse me? What was that?" she asked, eyeing Lizzie maliciously.
"Oh. Nothing." Lizzie said, looking around anxiously. "Let's go you guys. We still have a lot to see."
"Yeah, we do, Ali." Gordo stated evenly, as he stood up.
Alison blew a piece of hair out of her face and also stood up.
"Fine, fine." she rolled her eyes. "Here I'll show you to your cabin and you guys can meet some other counselors."
"I thought you said that us three were the only ones." Lizzie said curiously.
"Oh yeah." Alison shrugged. "Well we are, for our cabin."
"What do you mean?" Gordo asked, as the three teenagers walked on a marked path through a group of trees.
"I mean that there are two other cabins." she explained. "Us three are counselors for cabin 2. Six other teens are counselors for the other two cabins."
"Oh." Gordo stated. "That makes sense I guess."
"Sure it does." Ali remarked brightly to Gordo, and shooting Lizzie yet another mean look. "Follow me, I'll show you cabin 1."
"I'm following you gorgeous." Gordo grinned, as he ran after Alison down the path.
Lizzie paused for a moment, looking blank. Then she gave a sour look to no one or nothing in particular. "Gorgeous?!" she asked, waving her arms in the air with dramatic flair. "What's up with that?"
"Oh Libby!" Alison called. "Come ON! We don't have all day."
"COMING!!!" Lizzie screamed at the top of her lungs. "And it's Lizzie." she added with a grimace, so quietly that not even the birds heard.
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"Knock, knock." Alison sang as she opened the door. "Hi guys." she smiled at the two guys, and glared icily at the female, a petite redhead.
"Hey Ali." grinned a tall guy with sandy blonde hair, and deep brown eyes. He stood up and walked over to where Lizzie was standing. "Who is THIS?!" he asked, eagerly.
"Oh." Alison smiled. "This is David Gordon...better known as Gordo."
"That's cool." the guy shook Gordo's hand with a friendly smile. "But I meant this lovely lady here. Who are you and where have you been all my life?" he grinned flirtatiously at Lizzie.
Lizzie giggled, and smiled back at him, catching a dark look coming from Gordo.
"Oh." Alison said dully, waving her hand in front of her face, as if to say 'No matter'. "This is-- Lindsay McIntire was it?"
"No." Lizzie sighed. "For the last time. It's Lizzie. Lizzie McGuire."
"Well," the guy said taking Lizzie's attention away from snooty Alison. "Hello Lizzie McGuire." he held out a hand. "Pleased to meet you."
"Likewise...oh...I didn't catch your name." Lizzie noted as she smiled up at him.
"That's because I didn't give It," he said smoothly. Lizzie waited, her eyes sparkling playfully. "I'm Jason Emerson."
"Nice to meet you Jason." Lizzie smiled at him cutely, and he smiled back.
"Okay, like, enough with the love fest." Alison said standing in between Lizzie and Jason. "Time to meet Cody. Gordo, Leslie, this is Cody Spartan."
A tall gangly guy shook Lizzie and Gordo's hands loosely before sitting down again, swiftly.
"He's shy." Alison explained, smiling. "Okay well." she looked around. "Moving on, we have to introduce you to the other counselors--"
"Wait." Lizzie insisted. "What about her?" She motioned to a pretty, petite redhead girl, who was sitting on the bed.
"Oh." Alison sighed, exasperated. "That's Karen. Karen, this is Libby and Gordo."
"Hi." Lizzie gave her a warm smile and shook her hand. "Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too." the girl had friendly eyes and a kind smile. Much different from Alison's ice-queen look.
"I'll see you later." Lizzie said back with a smile as she followed Alison and Gordo out the door, as they had already left. "You guys too." she exchanged a flirty look with Jason before she walked out the door.
"Lilly!!! Hurry up!!!!"
"DAMMIT ITS LIZZIE NOT LILLY!"
"What-EVER!"
Sigh.
This would be the hardest week of her life. And she still had some counselors to meet. Hopefully there were more nice girls like Karen.
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Chapter end!!!
I hope everyone liked it okay. Please please PLEASE remember to reply. I really appreciate it. Thanks so much. Kisses and Hugs to all.
LOVE YOU!!! ~Amanda
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DISCLAIMER: Neither of us owns Lizzie McGuire. Well..I don't...do you Lauren? I don't think she does but then again I'm the one who's writing this chap so you can take it up with her. lol.
Note: Rome did happen. Everything that happened on the show happened. Right now, Miranda is in Mexico again. This takes place two summers after the last. So they're sixteen and in grade 10. Well...done grade 10 now. Oh god never mind. lol.
Extra note: Check out my other stories if you like this one. Hehe gotta advertise.
And without further adu...
No one Knows Chapter 2: Ice-Queen
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Lizzie extracted a large forest-green carrying case from her closet. Or at least tried to. It was stuck and couldn't get past the edges of the folding doors. Finally after some more heaves, the bag burst out from the closet sending Lizzie flying with it. Her head banged against the dresser. She rubbed it with a scowl, and opened her closet. Why had she agreed to this? The reason was simple. She didn't want some...girl to make a move on Gordo. Sure, they weren't going out, and yeah, Lizzie wasn't sure of her feelings for him, but this girl brought out the worst in her. Gordo had talked about her while he and Lizzie rode home, causing Lizzie to promptly slam the car door and stamp up the steps in anger, while Gordo shrugged his shoulders, not understanding what he had done wrong.
This GIRL was all Gordo had talked about the past few days. He was excited when their parents agreed to let Gordo and Lizzie stay there. Lizzie had been surprised that her parents let her go.
**FLASHBACK**
The smell of hamburgers was fresh in the air, and what normally would have been a loud talkative occasion had turned silent. Barbeques between the Gordon and McGuire families were usually a joyful occasion but right now it seemed that the mood had taken a turn for the worse.
At least Lizzie hoped so.
"So." Gordo said, looking expectantly from his mom and dad, to Lizzie's own set of parents.
"Can we go?" he asked after a moment.
Jo McGuire and Roberta Gordon shared looks, and Gordo's father whispered something to Lizzie's. They'll say no. Lizzie thought, a coy yet devilish smile playing on her lips. There's no way, they'll let me be alone with Gordo and another girl in charge of a bunch of kids, all Matt's age.
'No.' they'll say, without any hesitation and slowly the party atmosphere will be back. Gordo's and Lizzie's dads will continue to talk about lawn gnomes and the convention that was coming to town soon, while her mom, and Roberta Gordon will talk about baking or laundry or something.
Everything will be back to normal. Gordo will be sad, but then forget about 'Alison'. Oh god that girl..oh Lizzie hated her.
"Well..." Jo McGuire said, looking from parent to parent.
She'll say no. Lizzie thought with excitement, practically bouncing up and down in her seat.
"Sure." she said. "It sounds like a lot of fun."
What?! Lizzie's brain couldn't process the information. What had she just said? Was this how Ethan Craft felt every moment of his life? Dumfounded and confused? It was weird.
Just then Lizzie's mind snapped back.
"What?!" Lizzie exclaimed outloud, standing up with a jolt. "Your actually LETTING us go?!"
"Yes dear." Jo had a knowing smile on her face. "We trust you. You'll have fun."
"Really?!" she looked to her dad. "Dad?!?!"
"Yeah." he nodded. "It'll be a good growing experience honey." he took a bite of his burger and continued to talk with his mouth full. "You need to learn some patience for your brother." sauce, lettuce, tomatoes and various other ingredients slid down his face. "Oh shi--I mean shoot."
Jo dabbed at his chin with a napkin, laughing hysterically.
"Wow." Lizzie said quietly, as she sat down on her chair. She crossed her arms over her chest.
This was...strange.
"Great, huh?" Gordo asked as he sat beside her, a grin lighting up his adorable features.
"Mmm hmm." Lizzie nodded.
"It'll be so much fun. And we can make a new friend. Alison seems so great...and nice...and she's really pretty...Maybe she can be friends with us! It'll be so great. She can go to the school and we can be like 4 best friends instead of three..."
Lizzie's eyes opened wide with shock. What the hell was he saying?! Did he not see how bitchy Alison was?!?! And he called her pretty?!?! What the heck?! She couldn't listen to this anymore. She tuned Gordo out.
"Oh it'll be great." he said. Lizzie heard him and looked to him with a small kind of sad smile.
"Yeah." she said quietly, examining her shoes..and then the grass...and then the ant walking across the grass. "Great." she whispered.
"I thought you'd think so." he grinned. "I'm gonna get some more munchies. Your mom is a majorly awesome cook Liz." he stood up, but then leaned over hugging Lizzie from behind.
She blushed. It felt so good to be in his arms. It was okay for her to admit that now. She knew that she had feelings for Gordo. It was all good. Lizzie's face was turning more crimson by the second. He leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "Oh and by the way.." she waited for him to say something flirty, like he always did. "Your brother's using your expensive hairspray to kill wasps."
He patted her on the shoulders and left. Hairspray? Wasps? That wasn't flirty at all.
Matt?...her hairspray....waisting...expensive...AHHHHHH!
"Matt!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "You little weasel! DONT USE IT FOR THAT!!! ITS EXPENSIVE!!!!!!!!!!!"
She chased after him down the lawn.
**END FLASHBACK**
Lizzie snapped back into reality. She glanced over at her bottle of expensive beautiful hairspray. She shook it. Half gone now. She sprayed it into her hair once more, hoping her curls would stay put today. She wanted to look her best while dealing with Alison.
What was she missing? Lizzie looked around her room, silently pondering. All of a sudden the thought struck her. Lipstick! She needed lipstick!
Lizzie grabbed a tube of beigy-red entitled 'Succulent' and applied it gingerly on her lips.
"Lizzie!" her mom yelled from the bottom of the stairs. "Gordo's here!"
Oh great, Gordo's here. Gordo's here?!?! She couldn't let him see her making such a fuss over who? Ethan Craft?! He wasn't coming. The only guy that was there would be him. She didn't want him to know about her feelings. She stuck it into her back pocket just as Gordo appeared in her doorway.
He lightly rapped at the door, a sideways grin lighting up his face.
"Knock knock." he called in, his eyes sparkling.
"Hey Gordo." Lizzie said smiling slightly.
"All packed?" he asked.
"Yep." Lizzie motioned to the several bags lying on the ground.
"Which ones are you bringing?" he asked.
"All of them." she said giving him a weirded-out look.
"ALL OF THEM?!?!" Gordo spat. "That--that is a LOT of bags."
"Yeah...so?" Lizzie shrugged. "I'm a girl what do you expect?"
"Never mind. I should have expected this." he rolled his eyes.
"Hey.." she smiled sweetly at him. "You wanna help me with my bags?"
"Do I want to help you with your bags? hmm let me think. No." he grinned, sitting on her bed.
"Pleeeeeease?" Lizzie batted her eyelashes. "I'll be your best friend." she said in a sing-song voice.
"You already are." he smirked, mimicing her.
Lizzie pretended to pout.
"Come on Gordo. Your a guy. I cant lift."
"Well...."
"Please." she snuggled up to his arm, smiling up at him.
"Alright." he sighed standing up.
"Yes!" Lizzie exclaimed, pumping her fist in the air.
Gordo rolled his eyes, once again and grabbed the forest green bag's handle. "Your too cute for your own good McGuire. You know I can resist you." he smiled back at her, as he left the room.
She sighed. Ahh that was so sweet. He couldn't resist her? Yeah that was what she was hoping for.
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Lizzie snuggled up to Gordo's shoulder as she closed her eyes, trying to rest.
"Lizzie." he called. "It's not like this is a 2 hour long ride. Its a half an hour. Why are you resting?"
"I'm tired." she whined. "I had to wake up early this morning."
"Oh yeah, real early." he said sarcastically. "9 o'clock is the crack of dawn."
"It is for me!" she sighed. "I usually wake up around 11." she yawned, snuggling against him more.
"You don't mind do you." she looked up, pleading, into his eyes.
He shook his head with a smile.
"Nah. Your free to cuddle with me any time Lizzie." he smiled.
"Thanks. I'll take you up on that."
"Oh, great." he groaned. But his smile showed differently. He placed his head on top of hers as they napped.
**15 minutes later**
"Oh kids!" Jo McGuire called. "We're here." Lizzie and Gordo's heads parted and Lizzie sat up with a yawn.
"Huh?" she looked around. "Nooo." she went back to snuggle on Gordo's shoulder. "More rest. More snuggles. More sleep. Yaaaaawwnnn."
"Come on McGuire." he insisted, helping her up and out of the van. "Let's go."
"Is this how early we have to get up every day?" she whined, rubbing her eyes.
"Earlier. 7:30 or 8, usually." he shot her a sideways glance.
"Ohhhhh." she groaned. "Toooo early."
"Come on," he insisted, taking her hand. "I've got your bag."
"Okay." Lizzie perked right up. She liked holding Gordo's hand. "Hey Gordo..." she looked at him smiling.
"Hmmm.?" he asked, taking one of Lizzie's bags by the handle.
"I'm helping." she smiled at him. "My purse."
"Oh right." he rolled his eyes.
They walked down the path, to a log cabin. Wow, it was beautiful here.
Gordo groaned. "What do you have in this bag Lizzie? Rocks?"
She smacked him on the head. "Just some necessary items."
"Like what?" he asked, smirking. "Lip gloss? Magazines? Accessories?" he said in a girly voice.
"Yes." Lizzie grinned. "And pads, and tampons and Tylenol for cramps."
"Ohhh." Gordo exclaimed. "That time of the month. I didn't need to know that Lizzie. Too much information."
"You asked for it. Making fun of me." she narrowed her eyes, challenging him.
But Gordo backed down. "Whatever. I think we go in here."
She opened the door with one hand while holding on to Gordo's hand with her other.
She knocked on the door as she opened it.
"Hi." she smiled at obviously the camp director.
"Hello Ms. McGuire. Mr. Gordon."
A brunette girl sitting across from the camp director turned around. It was Alison. Oh great.
Immediately, as soon as Gordo saw Alison, he let go of Lizzie's hand letting it drop.
It was like a stake through Lizzie's heart.
"Lizzie and Gordo." the camp director, Ms. Stenback smiled. "Please take a seat."
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"So this, is like the place where the bathrooms and changing rooms are." Alison explained as she pointed to a large wooden building. Gordo nodded his head like a puppy dog, following Ali (as she liked to be called) everywhere. Lizzie just sighed dully and followed them around.
"Okay, that's, like, enough walking for one day." Alison sighed as she sat down on a bench. "We'll take a small break."
"Great idea." Gordo smiled, gazing at Ali lovingly. "Small break. Perfect."
Lizzie rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Lilly," Ali said, an icy smile playing at her lips. "Aren't you going to sit too?"
"No thanks." Lizzie muttered. "I'd prefer to stand. And it's Lizzie." she added.
"Whatever. Suit yourself." Alison shrugged. "So Gordo. tell me more about directing."
He told her a story, while Alison giggled and played with his hair, running her hands through his curls. She was so obviously flirting, and Gordo was just eating it up.
Lizzie should be the one flirting with Gordo, not Alison.
Just then she heard a squeal. "Gordo!" Alison exclaimed. "Stop tickling me! I'm like so ticklish!"
"Oh shut up." Lizzie grumbled under her breath.
Alison shot up in the chair.
"Excuse me? What was that?" she asked, eyeing Lizzie maliciously.
"Oh. Nothing." Lizzie said, looking around anxiously. "Let's go you guys. We still have a lot to see."
"Yeah, we do, Ali." Gordo stated evenly, as he stood up.
Alison blew a piece of hair out of her face and also stood up.
"Fine, fine." she rolled her eyes. "Here I'll show you to your cabin and you guys can meet some other counselors."
"I thought you said that us three were the only ones." Lizzie said curiously.
"Oh yeah." Alison shrugged. "Well we are, for our cabin."
"What do you mean?" Gordo asked, as the three teenagers walked on a marked path through a group of trees.
"I mean that there are two other cabins." she explained. "Us three are counselors for cabin 2. Six other teens are counselors for the other two cabins."
"Oh." Gordo stated. "That makes sense I guess."
"Sure it does." Ali remarked brightly to Gordo, and shooting Lizzie yet another mean look. "Follow me, I'll show you cabin 1."
"I'm following you gorgeous." Gordo grinned, as he ran after Alison down the path.
Lizzie paused for a moment, looking blank. Then she gave a sour look to no one or nothing in particular. "Gorgeous?!" she asked, waving her arms in the air with dramatic flair. "What's up with that?"
"Oh Libby!" Alison called. "Come ON! We don't have all day."
"COMING!!!" Lizzie screamed at the top of her lungs. "And it's Lizzie." she added with a grimace, so quietly that not even the birds heard.
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"Knock, knock." Alison sang as she opened the door. "Hi guys." she smiled at the two guys, and glared icily at the female, a petite redhead.
"Hey Ali." grinned a tall guy with sandy blonde hair, and deep brown eyes. He stood up and walked over to where Lizzie was standing. "Who is THIS?!" he asked, eagerly.
"Oh." Alison smiled. "This is David Gordon...better known as Gordo."
"That's cool." the guy shook Gordo's hand with a friendly smile. "But I meant this lovely lady here. Who are you and where have you been all my life?" he grinned flirtatiously at Lizzie.
Lizzie giggled, and smiled back at him, catching a dark look coming from Gordo.
"Oh." Alison said dully, waving her hand in front of her face, as if to say 'No matter'. "This is-- Lindsay McIntire was it?"
"No." Lizzie sighed. "For the last time. It's Lizzie. Lizzie McGuire."
"Well," the guy said taking Lizzie's attention away from snooty Alison. "Hello Lizzie McGuire." he held out a hand. "Pleased to meet you."
"Likewise...oh...I didn't catch your name." Lizzie noted as she smiled up at him.
"That's because I didn't give It," he said smoothly. Lizzie waited, her eyes sparkling playfully. "I'm Jason Emerson."
"Nice to meet you Jason." Lizzie smiled at him cutely, and he smiled back.
"Okay, like, enough with the love fest." Alison said standing in between Lizzie and Jason. "Time to meet Cody. Gordo, Leslie, this is Cody Spartan."
A tall gangly guy shook Lizzie and Gordo's hands loosely before sitting down again, swiftly.
"He's shy." Alison explained, smiling. "Okay well." she looked around. "Moving on, we have to introduce you to the other counselors--"
"Wait." Lizzie insisted. "What about her?" She motioned to a pretty, petite redhead girl, who was sitting on the bed.
"Oh." Alison sighed, exasperated. "That's Karen. Karen, this is Libby and Gordo."
"Hi." Lizzie gave her a warm smile and shook her hand. "Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too." the girl had friendly eyes and a kind smile. Much different from Alison's ice-queen look.
"I'll see you later." Lizzie said back with a smile as she followed Alison and Gordo out the door, as they had already left. "You guys too." she exchanged a flirty look with Jason before she walked out the door.
"Lilly!!! Hurry up!!!!"
"DAMMIT ITS LIZZIE NOT LILLY!"
"What-EVER!"
Sigh.
This would be the hardest week of her life. And she still had some counselors to meet. Hopefully there were more nice girls like Karen.
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Chapter end!!!
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