Chap 3
Sabotage
Disclaimer: I own zilch, except for new characters
A/N: This chapter includes some sexual references, ect. That is mostly why
I put it under PG-13.but if you feel uncomfortable with sexual stuff.you
have been forewarned. I also made up Gordo's birthday.
This chapter also include some swears, but they gang is in high school now.
Word spread about Gordo and Julia very quickly. They were hardly ever seen without each other, which meant Gordo, Lizzie and Miranda spent a lot less time together. Miranda seemed to understand, mostly because she had met a group of sophomores from her gym class that she spent a lot of passing time with. Lizzie was usually seen alone in hallways, or alone in a group of people in hallways. It hurt Lizzie to feel so inadequate, that her friends wouldn't even consider her feelings. They just went gallivanting with all these new people, and rarely bothered to even recognize Lizzie's presence. And things were getting worse, as the first dance lurked around the corner. And everyone who is anyone would go to Ethan Craft's after party, mostly because Ethan had become a well-respected football player.
Lizzie lurked down the hallway, with the weight of the world on her shoulders. She reached her locker, and as she was about to reach for the lock, Ethan appeared down the corner.
Ethan: Yo, Lizzie. Am I gonna see you at my party tomorrow night? It's gonna be straight up awesome.
Lizzie: Well, I don't know. I don't really have anyone to go with.
Ethan: Go solo. The party's gonna be kickin'. I wont take no for an answer.
Lizzie: sighing through her nose Well, I guess I have no choice, do I?
Ethan: That's the spirit, Lizzie!
Lizzie just continued to turn her lock. For some odd reason, Ethan just didn't affect her anymore. As she looked back on her Junior High years, she decides Ethan wasn't even worth her time, and looking back, he wasn't that good looking either. Just good hair on a nice body. No substance; now Gordo, Gordo had plenty of substance. He had a character all his own. And that was exactly why Lizzie had to go to this party, and try her hardest to break Gordo and Julia up. ** Lizzie stepped out of the gym doors, and felt the cool nights air brace her skin and cool her sweat. The dance had been lame; she went with Miranda, who had suddenly vanished throughout the first ten minutes of the night. During the night, when she wasn't in the bathroom, pretending to indulge herself with make up and beauty products, she was sneaking around by the DJ table, spying on what Gordo and Julia were doing. Their hips were swaying together to the low-key hip-hop song. They looked happy, but Lizzie knew she could make him happier. She knew she could. She wouldn't be wearing her dark denim, whiskered mini skirt with a low cut V-Neck shirt with cap sleeves if she didn't want to catch someone's attention. The shirt had dark blue and light blue stripes; and Lizzie knew she looked good. She could tell the guys thought so too, as she walked past them, their heads would follow. Sure, it was shallow, but it was a definite confidence booster. Lizzie waited out in the entrance to the school for Miranda to come outside, so they could get their ride to Ethan' party. Just then, Lizzie saw the familiar hair of her friend stumbling through a group of druggies.
Lizzie: MIRANDA! OVER HERE!
Lizzie yelled as she jumped up and down, to see if her friend had heard her. Miranda walked over, gave her a weak smile and lead Lizzie to her moms car. The car ride to Ethan's wasn't too long, so the silence seemed less awkward. Lizzie sat in the back seat, and looked out the window at the night's stars. Tonight was so beautiful. Lizzie knew by the end of the night, Julia could be out in the dust, while Gordo and Lizzie took a romantic walk underneath the stars. The starlight would reflect off of Lizzie, and Gordo would brush her face lightly and kiss-
Miranda: Lizzie! Lizzie!
Lizzie snapped back into the real world, and jumped out of the door her friend had extended for her. She gave her a weak smile, as she waited for Miranda to say goodbye to her mom, and that she'd be home by 2 'o'clock and Gordo would walk them home. Lizzie's heart made a leap. Gordo would be walking her home for at least 15 minutes alone. She could feel the possibilities surging through her body. Hear mind allowed her to imagine, to dream, to scheme ways that she would be able to finally hold him in her arms. Without Julia. And that's the way Lizzie liked it.
Miranda pushed Ethan's door open, and almost took a step back to fight the blaring music trying to escape into the quiet streets. Lizzie pulled her friends wrist back, before she stepped over the threshold. Miranda turned around, looking at Lizzie, a puzzled expression on her face.
Miranda: What's wrong?
Lizzie: I need some more air, so I'm just going to go around back, ok?
Miranda: Ok.
Lizzie knew that Miranda probably wouldn't care if she were getting a leg amputated. That's just how things were now. Miranda had her 'friends', and Lizzie could find her own. But, she really didn't want to. Or at least not tonight.
Lizzie P.O.V
I could have sworn I had looked everywhere at Ethan's. I checked upstairs, downstairs, the basement, and to even my displeasure, the attic that allowed hardly any head room. There is just no hope in trying to find Gordo anymore. When I walked down the stairs, I saw Miranda grinding slowly with her new boyfriend, or whatever he was. I was alone. I looked around, and saw nothing but couples on the dance floor, but none of them seemed to be Gordo and Julia.
End Lizzie P.O.V
Discouraged, Lizzie turned on her heel and walked out onto the patio. Looking around, she saw the desolate in-ground pool in front of her. Off to the side was the small pool house, will one single light on it, shinning onto the gazebos roof. Lizzie sat on a wooden patio chair, her arms sagging with lifelessness. This was not her night. She was just going to have to break Julia and Gordo up another time. Lizzie heard the slow KC and JOJO song playing over the speakers. In a sudden whirl, Lizzie was being held tightly in someone's strong arms. Swaying back and forth to the music, and resting her head on their strong shoulder. Lizzie looked up into the familiar blue gray eyes of her dance partner, and smiled sweetly. He said something to her, which got drowned away by the sound of a splash--
Lizzie shot straight back into reality, as she got sprayed with freezing cold water from the pool. She looked up to see some jocks had decided to go for an 11 o clock swim. She was about to lay back down, when she looked to her right to see the same blue gray eyes next to her.
Lizzie: Gordo? When did you come over here?
Gordo: Um, a few minutes ago. You were daydreaming.
Lizzie noticed the random spots of water on his white T-Shirt, which had apparently hit him too. Lizzie knew she shouldn't, but she really couldn't resist the temptation.
Lizzie: Where's Julia?
Gordo kind of moved his head nervously away from Lizzie. She was hoping for this moment, she was hoping for her work to be done without her help. Lizzie just started at him until he made eye contact with her again.
Gordo: Uh, she's-she's, uh. she's dancing with Jeff Cambridge.
Lizzie's heart made a leap, more like skipped a beat as she looked at her friend, who was obviously going through some turmoil in his love life.
Lizzie: Gordo! That's- that's horrible!
Gordo: It is?
Lizzie: Yeah. I mean, if I had a boyfriend who I claimed to love, I wouldn't be seen dancing with another guy, let alone want to. I'm sure a lot of other girls would say the same.
Gordo: Well, you know, she asked me if it were ok.
Lizzie pretended to make a big deal out of this. She knew Julia had been real smart, asking his sincere permission, it's one of the most loyal things a girl can do, but Lizzie knew she had to milk Gordo for all he was worth.
Lizzie: I cannot believe the nerve of that girl! She asked you just so she could rub it in your face. Trust me Gordo, I'm a girl. I do know how this stuff works.
Gordo looked at Lizzie, at his feet, and then a long look at Lizzie again. He seemed to be thinking about what she had said, and judging by the look on his face, it seemed as though he were taking her side. The Gordo looked up, a half dazed; half confused look on his face.
Gordo: You may be right. But Julia would never want to hurt me, not after all we've been through so far. I need to go talk to her.
Gordo got up really quickly, and found his way back into the crowded room.
Lizzie P.O.V
What did Gordo mean when he said, after all we've been through? What had they been through? I can't believe what I just heard-- does this actually mean that Gordo, Gordo has, that he was no longer a virgin? No, Gordo would never, ever, do that. Or at least I don't think he would ever do that. No, this- - this is GORDO here, he could never do. that. But do I really know, do I know that he wouldn't. I never thought he'd fall so deeply in love with a girl that he'd totally blow me off. Face it McGuire. This is your last chance to prove to yourself you CAN get what you want in life. You need to suck it up and deal with this thing. Plus, I've already gotten this far; I can't just give up hope now. Gordo could be in there, breaking up with Julia right now. He might need a shoulder to cry on. Does it matter that that shoulder might turn into lips?
End Lizzie P.O.V
Gordo pushed through the small herds of people, scanning for Julia. Gordo had never gotten to the state of having Lizzie give him advice. Although, it didn't seem like advice to him. She was kind of aggressive with the whole thing. But Lizzie did have a point. What if Julia had moved on from him? Gordo didn't think he could handle that. He hadn't meant to spill to Lizzie that Gordo and Julia had been through a lot together. But he certainly couldn't deny it. Over the past few days, things had kind of gotten out of control with Julia. He really hadn't meant it to get that way, it just seemed like when he was with Julia, something came out in him, which made him feel like he needed to express himself and his feelings in every and any way possible. Gordo hadn't told Lizzie or Miranda this, because he didn't even know much about it either. Plus, he knew that if Lizzie ever found out what had really happened between him and Julia, she might never think of him the same again. And she was already acting weird enough.
When a crowd broke apart in front of him, he saw Julia, standing with Jeff. They looked pretty comfortable, and Julia's face was red, and flustered. Her eyes were also glassy, and when he looked closer, they seemed to be really close. They looked like Gordo and she had looked after, after, after they were caught half naked in Gordo's bedroom by his father. And that wasn't a happy time. Gordo's father hadn't confided in his mother, but he had given him a stern father to son chat, about the pressures of sexual desires. He said things like, "Because you are turning 15 this month, you must feel older, and your hormones are .", and, "Son, I want you to think before you jump into a decision, and think of the risks." Gordo was thankful that his dad was concerned about him, but not after he had been caught with his girlfriend, in bed. Part of Gordo was angry with his father for walking in, and stopping them and sending Julia home instantly; but another part was relieved his father had walked in on them. He knew it sounded weird, but thinking at that moment, he might not be a virgin, that he had already given himself to another at the age of 14. He was just confused on how he had gotten so close to having sex with Julia, without even knowing it. It was that weird drive he got when he was with her, it must be. Just as Gordo turned to walk to see Julia, he saw Jeff leaning in with his eyes closed. Gordo felt a sudden urge of anger weld up inside of him. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but in a split seconds time, Gordo's right arm swung back and punched Jeff right in the nose. The music stopped suddenly, and everyone turned towards them, the silence ringing in everyone's ears. Julia was standing, unable to move beside the two guys. Her eyes were alight with worry, like a dear in headlights.
Julia: Gordo?!? What are you doing? I can take care of myself!
But before Gordo could respond, the full weight of Jeff's arm swung into his left eye. Before he knew it, he was holding his hand up to his eye, as he pummeled Jeff in the chin with his remaining arm. Jeff was easily 4 or 5 inches taller, and a good 50 pounds heavier. Jeff literally peeled Gordo off of him, and pushed him into the staircase banister. Gordo flew and hit the banister with all his weight. He felt a sharp jolt of pain run of his spine. He looked over at Julia; she had tears in her eyes, and looked as though she could faint. Then he saw someone else in the crowd, just with a look of more dignity. Lizzie was standing parallel of Jeff, hands on her hips. Gordo got up, with all the strength he could muster, and staggered towards Jeff. Jeff turned on him, as a wolf upon prey.
Jeff: You've come back for more have you? It really goes to show you. Freshmen really are stupid.
Then, someone did the unthinkable. Lizzie stepped into the 'force field', and tried to grab Gordo's arm to pull him away. Gordo looked at her, his eyes somewhat filled with anger, halfway filled with sincerity.
Lizzie: Come on, Gor-
Gordo: STAY OUT OF THIS!
Lizzie flinched at the harshness of Gordo's tone, and stepped back, as if she were on autopilot. Gordo cringed to see Lizzie's eyes cloud over with tears. Gordo knew he had been harsh, but if Lizzie hadn't of given him that expert advice, he would be in perfect condition. Jeff had a full smirk on his face. One he had noticed with his football friends. (A/N: Jeff is a Junior) Lizzie was standing petrified, and Julia had a look of devastation on her face. Before Gordo could do anything, like turn back to Jeff, he felt a powerful blow in his jaw. As he turned his attention to that, he felt, in an instant, a strong kick in the center of his abdomen and he flew 5 feet backwards, and lay lifeless slumped against the wall. Lizzie felt all the power she had surge up inside of her all at once. Lizzie stepped up behind Jeff, and tapped him aggressively on the shoulder. Jeff turned around, a fire blazing deeply in his eyes. Without a second to react, Lizzie swung her hand and slapped him with all her might. The loud slap sound echoed through the dead silent room. Jeff slowly raised his hand to his face, where there was a large imprint of Lizzie's hand, full of rings, on the side of his face. Jeff instantly grabbed Lizzie's arm, and squeezed it really tight. He began to turn it uncomfortably, and Lizzie knew he was trying to break her arm. Lizzie had nothing to do, but then she thought of one thing, one thing she knew could stop him. Without a moment to hesitate, Lizzie kneed Jeff in the groin. A loud moan escaped Jeff before he hit the ground in his agony. When Lizzie though it was safe, she rushed over to Gordo. She ran past Jeff, who was still wiggling on the ground. His hand firmly grasped her ankle, sending her face to slam downward onto the wood floor with a loud crack. The last thing she remembered was looking at Gordo, and her vision fading to black.
Lizzie felt the dampness of blood trickling down the side of her head. Immediately, she panicked. She was being carried, she felt, but she didn't have enough energy to open her eyes. All she could feel was the vibrating pulse of the person carrying her. In an instant, Lizzie felt herself being lowered onto a bed or a couch. She heard footsteps that sounded like pacing, but they returned by her side. The voice was soft, concerned and obviously distressed. They were saying her name, pleading her name over and over. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her forehead, and she let out a small sigh and opened her eyes. Standing above her, Gordo was holding his head in his hands, oblivious to the fact that Lizzie had awakened.
Lizzie: Gordo?
Gordo dropped down on his knees to be eye level with Lizzie. He looked from her eyes, to her forehead.
Gordo: Are you ok?
Lizzie: Yeah, I'm fine. But my forehead is throbbing. What happened, Gordo?
Gordo: I don't know what the hell happened tonight, Lizzie. Why the hell would you pull a stunt like that, especially with a guy like that? You could have seriously gotten hurt.
Lizzie raised a cold hand up to Gordo's eye. It had a black and blue ring underneath it, and was kind of swollen. Gordo winced at the touch. Lizzie knew, the moment she said it, Gordo couldn't possibly resist falling for her.
Lizzie: I did it for you, Gordo. I-I don't know. I guess seeing you tonight, on the floor, you know, I panicked. And I know this sounds stupid, but I felt like I had to protect you, especially because Julia wasn't doing anything to stop you to.
Gordo looked away and sighed through his nose. He was still pissed at her for getting involved, and getting hurt for him. And she kept bringing Julia up. She tried to stop him, he remembered. He was just too pig- headed to stop himself and let her explain.
Gordo: Lets clean this cut up.
Gordo lead Lizzie into the master bathroom and shut the door to clean the wound on her forehead. But little did Lizzie know that Miranda was outside the bedroom door. Listening. She was also in the gazebo. Listening. She knew what Lizzie was doing. And it was about time she put an end to it.
When Lizzie and Gordo walked out of the bedroom on the second floor, Miranda wasn't there. Lizzie gave Gordo a quick hug, and thanked him for helping her. He looked in her eyes, and told her that it meant a lot to him that she would put her safety on the line for him. Then, when Lizzie thought she could lean in for a kiss, Miranda walked up the stairs to find them.
Miranda: Lizzie? I need to talk to you. In private.
Gordo looked between Lizzie and Miranda. He backed away, and walked down the staircase. Miranda grabbed Lizzie's wrist and pulled her into the master bedroom.
Lizzie: Miranda?!?
Miranda: Ok, Lizzie. Please tell me. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?
A/N: don't you love a cliffhanger? Stay tuned for chapter 4, where all hell brakes loose!! A/N: starting next chapter, I'm going to start using regular dialogue, instead of script layout.it seems kind of dull.if you have any private comments or ideas for me, email me at razzleandazzled@aol.com
Word spread about Gordo and Julia very quickly. They were hardly ever seen without each other, which meant Gordo, Lizzie and Miranda spent a lot less time together. Miranda seemed to understand, mostly because she had met a group of sophomores from her gym class that she spent a lot of passing time with. Lizzie was usually seen alone in hallways, or alone in a group of people in hallways. It hurt Lizzie to feel so inadequate, that her friends wouldn't even consider her feelings. They just went gallivanting with all these new people, and rarely bothered to even recognize Lizzie's presence. And things were getting worse, as the first dance lurked around the corner. And everyone who is anyone would go to Ethan Craft's after party, mostly because Ethan had become a well-respected football player.
Lizzie lurked down the hallway, with the weight of the world on her shoulders. She reached her locker, and as she was about to reach for the lock, Ethan appeared down the corner.
Ethan: Yo, Lizzie. Am I gonna see you at my party tomorrow night? It's gonna be straight up awesome.
Lizzie: Well, I don't know. I don't really have anyone to go with.
Ethan: Go solo. The party's gonna be kickin'. I wont take no for an answer.
Lizzie: sighing through her nose Well, I guess I have no choice, do I?
Ethan: That's the spirit, Lizzie!
Lizzie just continued to turn her lock. For some odd reason, Ethan just didn't affect her anymore. As she looked back on her Junior High years, she decides Ethan wasn't even worth her time, and looking back, he wasn't that good looking either. Just good hair on a nice body. No substance; now Gordo, Gordo had plenty of substance. He had a character all his own. And that was exactly why Lizzie had to go to this party, and try her hardest to break Gordo and Julia up. ** Lizzie stepped out of the gym doors, and felt the cool nights air brace her skin and cool her sweat. The dance had been lame; she went with Miranda, who had suddenly vanished throughout the first ten minutes of the night. During the night, when she wasn't in the bathroom, pretending to indulge herself with make up and beauty products, she was sneaking around by the DJ table, spying on what Gordo and Julia were doing. Their hips were swaying together to the low-key hip-hop song. They looked happy, but Lizzie knew she could make him happier. She knew she could. She wouldn't be wearing her dark denim, whiskered mini skirt with a low cut V-Neck shirt with cap sleeves if she didn't want to catch someone's attention. The shirt had dark blue and light blue stripes; and Lizzie knew she looked good. She could tell the guys thought so too, as she walked past them, their heads would follow. Sure, it was shallow, but it was a definite confidence booster. Lizzie waited out in the entrance to the school for Miranda to come outside, so they could get their ride to Ethan' party. Just then, Lizzie saw the familiar hair of her friend stumbling through a group of druggies.
Lizzie: MIRANDA! OVER HERE!
Lizzie yelled as she jumped up and down, to see if her friend had heard her. Miranda walked over, gave her a weak smile and lead Lizzie to her moms car. The car ride to Ethan's wasn't too long, so the silence seemed less awkward. Lizzie sat in the back seat, and looked out the window at the night's stars. Tonight was so beautiful. Lizzie knew by the end of the night, Julia could be out in the dust, while Gordo and Lizzie took a romantic walk underneath the stars. The starlight would reflect off of Lizzie, and Gordo would brush her face lightly and kiss-
Miranda: Lizzie! Lizzie!
Lizzie snapped back into the real world, and jumped out of the door her friend had extended for her. She gave her a weak smile, as she waited for Miranda to say goodbye to her mom, and that she'd be home by 2 'o'clock and Gordo would walk them home. Lizzie's heart made a leap. Gordo would be walking her home for at least 15 minutes alone. She could feel the possibilities surging through her body. Hear mind allowed her to imagine, to dream, to scheme ways that she would be able to finally hold him in her arms. Without Julia. And that's the way Lizzie liked it.
Miranda pushed Ethan's door open, and almost took a step back to fight the blaring music trying to escape into the quiet streets. Lizzie pulled her friends wrist back, before she stepped over the threshold. Miranda turned around, looking at Lizzie, a puzzled expression on her face.
Miranda: What's wrong?
Lizzie: I need some more air, so I'm just going to go around back, ok?
Miranda: Ok.
Lizzie knew that Miranda probably wouldn't care if she were getting a leg amputated. That's just how things were now. Miranda had her 'friends', and Lizzie could find her own. But, she really didn't want to. Or at least not tonight.
Lizzie P.O.V
I could have sworn I had looked everywhere at Ethan's. I checked upstairs, downstairs, the basement, and to even my displeasure, the attic that allowed hardly any head room. There is just no hope in trying to find Gordo anymore. When I walked down the stairs, I saw Miranda grinding slowly with her new boyfriend, or whatever he was. I was alone. I looked around, and saw nothing but couples on the dance floor, but none of them seemed to be Gordo and Julia.
End Lizzie P.O.V
Discouraged, Lizzie turned on her heel and walked out onto the patio. Looking around, she saw the desolate in-ground pool in front of her. Off to the side was the small pool house, will one single light on it, shinning onto the gazebos roof. Lizzie sat on a wooden patio chair, her arms sagging with lifelessness. This was not her night. She was just going to have to break Julia and Gordo up another time. Lizzie heard the slow KC and JOJO song playing over the speakers. In a sudden whirl, Lizzie was being held tightly in someone's strong arms. Swaying back and forth to the music, and resting her head on their strong shoulder. Lizzie looked up into the familiar blue gray eyes of her dance partner, and smiled sweetly. He said something to her, which got drowned away by the sound of a splash--
Lizzie shot straight back into reality, as she got sprayed with freezing cold water from the pool. She looked up to see some jocks had decided to go for an 11 o clock swim. She was about to lay back down, when she looked to her right to see the same blue gray eyes next to her.
Lizzie: Gordo? When did you come over here?
Gordo: Um, a few minutes ago. You were daydreaming.
Lizzie noticed the random spots of water on his white T-Shirt, which had apparently hit him too. Lizzie knew she shouldn't, but she really couldn't resist the temptation.
Lizzie: Where's Julia?
Gordo kind of moved his head nervously away from Lizzie. She was hoping for this moment, she was hoping for her work to be done without her help. Lizzie just started at him until he made eye contact with her again.
Gordo: Uh, she's-she's, uh. she's dancing with Jeff Cambridge.
Lizzie's heart made a leap, more like skipped a beat as she looked at her friend, who was obviously going through some turmoil in his love life.
Lizzie: Gordo! That's- that's horrible!
Gordo: It is?
Lizzie: Yeah. I mean, if I had a boyfriend who I claimed to love, I wouldn't be seen dancing with another guy, let alone want to. I'm sure a lot of other girls would say the same.
Gordo: Well, you know, she asked me if it were ok.
Lizzie pretended to make a big deal out of this. She knew Julia had been real smart, asking his sincere permission, it's one of the most loyal things a girl can do, but Lizzie knew she had to milk Gordo for all he was worth.
Lizzie: I cannot believe the nerve of that girl! She asked you just so she could rub it in your face. Trust me Gordo, I'm a girl. I do know how this stuff works.
Gordo looked at Lizzie, at his feet, and then a long look at Lizzie again. He seemed to be thinking about what she had said, and judging by the look on his face, it seemed as though he were taking her side. The Gordo looked up, a half dazed; half confused look on his face.
Gordo: You may be right. But Julia would never want to hurt me, not after all we've been through so far. I need to go talk to her.
Gordo got up really quickly, and found his way back into the crowded room.
Lizzie P.O.V
What did Gordo mean when he said, after all we've been through? What had they been through? I can't believe what I just heard-- does this actually mean that Gordo, Gordo has, that he was no longer a virgin? No, Gordo would never, ever, do that. Or at least I don't think he would ever do that. No, this- - this is GORDO here, he could never do. that. But do I really know, do I know that he wouldn't. I never thought he'd fall so deeply in love with a girl that he'd totally blow me off. Face it McGuire. This is your last chance to prove to yourself you CAN get what you want in life. You need to suck it up and deal with this thing. Plus, I've already gotten this far; I can't just give up hope now. Gordo could be in there, breaking up with Julia right now. He might need a shoulder to cry on. Does it matter that that shoulder might turn into lips?
End Lizzie P.O.V
Gordo pushed through the small herds of people, scanning for Julia. Gordo had never gotten to the state of having Lizzie give him advice. Although, it didn't seem like advice to him. She was kind of aggressive with the whole thing. But Lizzie did have a point. What if Julia had moved on from him? Gordo didn't think he could handle that. He hadn't meant to spill to Lizzie that Gordo and Julia had been through a lot together. But he certainly couldn't deny it. Over the past few days, things had kind of gotten out of control with Julia. He really hadn't meant it to get that way, it just seemed like when he was with Julia, something came out in him, which made him feel like he needed to express himself and his feelings in every and any way possible. Gordo hadn't told Lizzie or Miranda this, because he didn't even know much about it either. Plus, he knew that if Lizzie ever found out what had really happened between him and Julia, she might never think of him the same again. And she was already acting weird enough.
When a crowd broke apart in front of him, he saw Julia, standing with Jeff. They looked pretty comfortable, and Julia's face was red, and flustered. Her eyes were also glassy, and when he looked closer, they seemed to be really close. They looked like Gordo and she had looked after, after, after they were caught half naked in Gordo's bedroom by his father. And that wasn't a happy time. Gordo's father hadn't confided in his mother, but he had given him a stern father to son chat, about the pressures of sexual desires. He said things like, "Because you are turning 15 this month, you must feel older, and your hormones are .", and, "Son, I want you to think before you jump into a decision, and think of the risks." Gordo was thankful that his dad was concerned about him, but not after he had been caught with his girlfriend, in bed. Part of Gordo was angry with his father for walking in, and stopping them and sending Julia home instantly; but another part was relieved his father had walked in on them. He knew it sounded weird, but thinking at that moment, he might not be a virgin, that he had already given himself to another at the age of 14. He was just confused on how he had gotten so close to having sex with Julia, without even knowing it. It was that weird drive he got when he was with her, it must be. Just as Gordo turned to walk to see Julia, he saw Jeff leaning in with his eyes closed. Gordo felt a sudden urge of anger weld up inside of him. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but in a split seconds time, Gordo's right arm swung back and punched Jeff right in the nose. The music stopped suddenly, and everyone turned towards them, the silence ringing in everyone's ears. Julia was standing, unable to move beside the two guys. Her eyes were alight with worry, like a dear in headlights.
Julia: Gordo?!? What are you doing? I can take care of myself!
But before Gordo could respond, the full weight of Jeff's arm swung into his left eye. Before he knew it, he was holding his hand up to his eye, as he pummeled Jeff in the chin with his remaining arm. Jeff was easily 4 or 5 inches taller, and a good 50 pounds heavier. Jeff literally peeled Gordo off of him, and pushed him into the staircase banister. Gordo flew and hit the banister with all his weight. He felt a sharp jolt of pain run of his spine. He looked over at Julia; she had tears in her eyes, and looked as though she could faint. Then he saw someone else in the crowd, just with a look of more dignity. Lizzie was standing parallel of Jeff, hands on her hips. Gordo got up, with all the strength he could muster, and staggered towards Jeff. Jeff turned on him, as a wolf upon prey.
Jeff: You've come back for more have you? It really goes to show you. Freshmen really are stupid.
Then, someone did the unthinkable. Lizzie stepped into the 'force field', and tried to grab Gordo's arm to pull him away. Gordo looked at her, his eyes somewhat filled with anger, halfway filled with sincerity.
Lizzie: Come on, Gor-
Gordo: STAY OUT OF THIS!
Lizzie flinched at the harshness of Gordo's tone, and stepped back, as if she were on autopilot. Gordo cringed to see Lizzie's eyes cloud over with tears. Gordo knew he had been harsh, but if Lizzie hadn't of given him that expert advice, he would be in perfect condition. Jeff had a full smirk on his face. One he had noticed with his football friends. (A/N: Jeff is a Junior) Lizzie was standing petrified, and Julia had a look of devastation on her face. Before Gordo could do anything, like turn back to Jeff, he felt a powerful blow in his jaw. As he turned his attention to that, he felt, in an instant, a strong kick in the center of his abdomen and he flew 5 feet backwards, and lay lifeless slumped against the wall. Lizzie felt all the power she had surge up inside of her all at once. Lizzie stepped up behind Jeff, and tapped him aggressively on the shoulder. Jeff turned around, a fire blazing deeply in his eyes. Without a second to react, Lizzie swung her hand and slapped him with all her might. The loud slap sound echoed through the dead silent room. Jeff slowly raised his hand to his face, where there was a large imprint of Lizzie's hand, full of rings, on the side of his face. Jeff instantly grabbed Lizzie's arm, and squeezed it really tight. He began to turn it uncomfortably, and Lizzie knew he was trying to break her arm. Lizzie had nothing to do, but then she thought of one thing, one thing she knew could stop him. Without a moment to hesitate, Lizzie kneed Jeff in the groin. A loud moan escaped Jeff before he hit the ground in his agony. When Lizzie though it was safe, she rushed over to Gordo. She ran past Jeff, who was still wiggling on the ground. His hand firmly grasped her ankle, sending her face to slam downward onto the wood floor with a loud crack. The last thing she remembered was looking at Gordo, and her vision fading to black.
Lizzie felt the dampness of blood trickling down the side of her head. Immediately, she panicked. She was being carried, she felt, but she didn't have enough energy to open her eyes. All she could feel was the vibrating pulse of the person carrying her. In an instant, Lizzie felt herself being lowered onto a bed or a couch. She heard footsteps that sounded like pacing, but they returned by her side. The voice was soft, concerned and obviously distressed. They were saying her name, pleading her name over and over. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her forehead, and she let out a small sigh and opened her eyes. Standing above her, Gordo was holding his head in his hands, oblivious to the fact that Lizzie had awakened.
Lizzie: Gordo?
Gordo dropped down on his knees to be eye level with Lizzie. He looked from her eyes, to her forehead.
Gordo: Are you ok?
Lizzie: Yeah, I'm fine. But my forehead is throbbing. What happened, Gordo?
Gordo: I don't know what the hell happened tonight, Lizzie. Why the hell would you pull a stunt like that, especially with a guy like that? You could have seriously gotten hurt.
Lizzie raised a cold hand up to Gordo's eye. It had a black and blue ring underneath it, and was kind of swollen. Gordo winced at the touch. Lizzie knew, the moment she said it, Gordo couldn't possibly resist falling for her.
Lizzie: I did it for you, Gordo. I-I don't know. I guess seeing you tonight, on the floor, you know, I panicked. And I know this sounds stupid, but I felt like I had to protect you, especially because Julia wasn't doing anything to stop you to.
Gordo looked away and sighed through his nose. He was still pissed at her for getting involved, and getting hurt for him. And she kept bringing Julia up. She tried to stop him, he remembered. He was just too pig- headed to stop himself and let her explain.
Gordo: Lets clean this cut up.
Gordo lead Lizzie into the master bathroom and shut the door to clean the wound on her forehead. But little did Lizzie know that Miranda was outside the bedroom door. Listening. She was also in the gazebo. Listening. She knew what Lizzie was doing. And it was about time she put an end to it.
When Lizzie and Gordo walked out of the bedroom on the second floor, Miranda wasn't there. Lizzie gave Gordo a quick hug, and thanked him for helping her. He looked in her eyes, and told her that it meant a lot to him that she would put her safety on the line for him. Then, when Lizzie thought she could lean in for a kiss, Miranda walked up the stairs to find them.
Miranda: Lizzie? I need to talk to you. In private.
Gordo looked between Lizzie and Miranda. He backed away, and walked down the staircase. Miranda grabbed Lizzie's wrist and pulled her into the master bedroom.
Lizzie: Miranda?!?
Miranda: Ok, Lizzie. Please tell me. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?
A/N: don't you love a cliffhanger? Stay tuned for chapter 4, where all hell brakes loose!! A/N: starting next chapter, I'm going to start using regular dialogue, instead of script layout.it seems kind of dull.if you have any private comments or ideas for me, email me at razzleandazzled@aol.com
