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gets messed up when it's uploaded! I hope you can still read it, and if
not, the offer is still up for you to e-mail me and ask for the original
copy of the chapter you don't understand.
Chapter Seven
Lizzie's room, still
Lizzie looked at Gordo. Strange question, Gordon.
"I.I don't really know. I mean.it's a girl, brown hair.Hilldridge High School." She started looking through her papers.
Something hit Gordo's mind all of a sudden
* Gordo's POV *
She's looking for something in her papers. God, she's beautiful. Wait a second, Gordon. What am I thinking? The last few days I've been having these odd feelings.I've always liked Lizzie as a friend, except for that one time in eighth grade.but that didn't work out. This is strange.she really IS pretty. Agh! David Gordon! Earth to Gordo, she's your best friend!
* Narrarator *
Lizzie kept looking through the papers.
"Oh, well we have Kate, Parker, and Claire left. Oh, and Angel. I forgot about Angel." Lizzie said, taking notes.
Miranda looked at her strangely. "How are we supposed to find out who it is?"
* Gordo's POV *
They're talking again. I can't pay attention. I keep looking at Lizzie. Her eyes.her creamy skin, her full lips. Gordon! Get a hold of yourself, what's come over you?
* Narrarator*
"Gordo? Gordo?" Miranda waved her hand in Gordo's face. "Anyone in there?"
"Huh? Yeah." Gordo snapped out of his daydreams. Lately he'd been daydreaming a lot.mainly about Lizzie McGuire. He'd even had a few dreams about her.
"Hunny?" Lizzie heard her mom coming upstairs. She opened the door.
"We're going out sweetie, your switchblade is in the kitchen, the emergency numbers are by the fridge. Lock all the doors, we'll only be out for about two hours, we have to go meet the town council about their protection program. I would take you guys, but the van needs gas, so we're taking the Mazda. Too small. Listen, if you need anything, just call us or the police." She gave Lizzie a hug. "We'll lock the garage door on our way out."
"It's fine mom. Bye." She said as her mother left.
"Oh great," Miranda said, "So we're alone in your house, with a murder running loose around town. What joy!"
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Chapter Seven
Lizzie's room, still
Lizzie looked at Gordo. Strange question, Gordon.
"I.I don't really know. I mean.it's a girl, brown hair.Hilldridge High School." She started looking through her papers.
Something hit Gordo's mind all of a sudden
* Gordo's POV *
She's looking for something in her papers. God, she's beautiful. Wait a second, Gordon. What am I thinking? The last few days I've been having these odd feelings.I've always liked Lizzie as a friend, except for that one time in eighth grade.but that didn't work out. This is strange.she really IS pretty. Agh! David Gordon! Earth to Gordo, she's your best friend!
* Narrarator *
Lizzie kept looking through the papers.
"Oh, well we have Kate, Parker, and Claire left. Oh, and Angel. I forgot about Angel." Lizzie said, taking notes.
Miranda looked at her strangely. "How are we supposed to find out who it is?"
* Gordo's POV *
They're talking again. I can't pay attention. I keep looking at Lizzie. Her eyes.her creamy skin, her full lips. Gordon! Get a hold of yourself, what's come over you?
* Narrarator*
"Gordo? Gordo?" Miranda waved her hand in Gordo's face. "Anyone in there?"
"Huh? Yeah." Gordo snapped out of his daydreams. Lately he'd been daydreaming a lot.mainly about Lizzie McGuire. He'd even had a few dreams about her.
"Hunny?" Lizzie heard her mom coming upstairs. She opened the door.
"We're going out sweetie, your switchblade is in the kitchen, the emergency numbers are by the fridge. Lock all the doors, we'll only be out for about two hours, we have to go meet the town council about their protection program. I would take you guys, but the van needs gas, so we're taking the Mazda. Too small. Listen, if you need anything, just call us or the police." She gave Lizzie a hug. "We'll lock the garage door on our way out."
"It's fine mom. Bye." She said as her mother left.
"Oh great," Miranda said, "So we're alone in your house, with a murder running loose around town. What joy!"
