A/N: Wow! I am completely surprised at the popularity of this story! I'm
glad you guys like it so much. All of this reviewing makes me want to write
another chapter! So here you go! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire. If I did, then I would not imagine these stories, I would make them happen on the show!
A Summer of Changes
Chapter 10: Weird
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Manders14: Lizzie!
Manders14: Ok, maybe you left, but if you are seeing this, take my advice:
Manders14: Do something, because you do not want to live your life asking "what if". The reward will far exceed the risk.
Manders14: I'll talk to you later.
Manders14 has signed off
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Gordo looked at the screen. What was Miranda talking about? What could Lizzie possibly be contemplating? He read over the words. "Do something, because you do not want to live your life asking 'what if'. The reward will far exceed the risk." Since when was Miranda so profound? And why did he feel like her words were directed towards him as well?
Gordo grabbed a tee-shirt and continued downstairs.
"Here." Lizzie remarked, handing him a glass of soda.
"Thanks." He acknowledged. He took a sip, and watched as Lizzie scanned the newspaper that was on the counter. "So, are you feeling better?"
"Hmm?" she asked, distracted. She looked up. "Oh yeah. I just needed a drink."
"That's good." He replied. "So what's up for this afternoon?"
"I was thinking maybe we could have some lunch, and then catch a movie." She suggested.
"Anything playing?" Gordo asked.
"There's a 2:00 showing of that new spy movie with Matt Damon. You up for it?" Lizzie asked.
"Sounds like a plan." Gordo remarked. "As long as it's not a chick flick."
Lizzie read the description. "Matt Damon stars as undercover spy in a mission to save the world from total domination." She laughed. "I highly doubt it's a chick flick."
"Ok." Gordo agreed. "I'm in." he grinned.
"Good." Lizzie smiled back. The sunlight caught her hair and made it shine. She was beautiful. Gordo felt butterflies in his stomach. He'd been getting that feeling a lot around Lizzie these days. And he didn't exactly mind it. Not that he'd ever tell her that. He did not want to ruin 16 years of friendship on feelings that he believed to be one-sided.
Gordo and Lizzie ate their lunch and headed off to the movie theater.
"So, who were you talking to online?" Gordo asked, as they sped along the highway, top down, wind blowing through their hair.
Lizzie shifted a little in her seat. "Oh, just Miranda."
"How is she doing?" asked Gordo. "Going crazy yet?"
"Not crazy exactly." Lizzie replied. "She is, however, very sick of Spanish television."
"I bet." Gordo replied. "Maybe we should send her a care package. You have her grandparents address, right?"
"Yep. That's actually a great idea." Lizzie remarked. "We can get some movies, candy, stuff like that."
"Cool." Gordo agreed. "Miranda's lucky to have a friend like you."
"And you." Lizzie added. "Me too." She smiled.
He looked over at her and smiled back.
They finally reached the movie theater, and went in. They reached the ticket booth, and Gordo edged in front of Lizzie. Something came over him when the ticket guy asked how many.
"2." He replied. He handed Gordo the tickets, Gordo paid, and handed one to Lizzie.
"Why did you do that?" asked Lizzie, puzzled.
Gordo shrugged.
"You didn't have to pay for my ticket!" She told him.
"Think of it as a birthday present." He told her.
"Gordo, my birthday isn't for 5 more days." She pointed out.
"So?" he remarked.
They proceeded into the theater and chose two seats. Lizzie thought for a moment as they watched the previews.
"So, what is this, a date?" she asked, half joking, but wanting it to be all the same.
Gordo looked at her, realizing what he had done. "Um, no." he replied quickly, to cover it up. "I mean, that'd be weird, right?" he asked, waiting for her to agree, but wanting her to say it wouldn't be weird.
"Yeah, weird." Lizzie remarked. But as the movie started, she was beginning to think that a date with Gordo wouldn't be weird at all.
TBC!!!
Review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire. If I did, then I would not imagine these stories, I would make them happen on the show!
A Summer of Changes
Chapter 10: Weird
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Manders14: Lizzie!
Manders14: Ok, maybe you left, but if you are seeing this, take my advice:
Manders14: Do something, because you do not want to live your life asking "what if". The reward will far exceed the risk.
Manders14: I'll talk to you later.
Manders14 has signed off
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Gordo looked at the screen. What was Miranda talking about? What could Lizzie possibly be contemplating? He read over the words. "Do something, because you do not want to live your life asking 'what if'. The reward will far exceed the risk." Since when was Miranda so profound? And why did he feel like her words were directed towards him as well?
Gordo grabbed a tee-shirt and continued downstairs.
"Here." Lizzie remarked, handing him a glass of soda.
"Thanks." He acknowledged. He took a sip, and watched as Lizzie scanned the newspaper that was on the counter. "So, are you feeling better?"
"Hmm?" she asked, distracted. She looked up. "Oh yeah. I just needed a drink."
"That's good." He replied. "So what's up for this afternoon?"
"I was thinking maybe we could have some lunch, and then catch a movie." She suggested.
"Anything playing?" Gordo asked.
"There's a 2:00 showing of that new spy movie with Matt Damon. You up for it?" Lizzie asked.
"Sounds like a plan." Gordo remarked. "As long as it's not a chick flick."
Lizzie read the description. "Matt Damon stars as undercover spy in a mission to save the world from total domination." She laughed. "I highly doubt it's a chick flick."
"Ok." Gordo agreed. "I'm in." he grinned.
"Good." Lizzie smiled back. The sunlight caught her hair and made it shine. She was beautiful. Gordo felt butterflies in his stomach. He'd been getting that feeling a lot around Lizzie these days. And he didn't exactly mind it. Not that he'd ever tell her that. He did not want to ruin 16 years of friendship on feelings that he believed to be one-sided.
Gordo and Lizzie ate their lunch and headed off to the movie theater.
"So, who were you talking to online?" Gordo asked, as they sped along the highway, top down, wind blowing through their hair.
Lizzie shifted a little in her seat. "Oh, just Miranda."
"How is she doing?" asked Gordo. "Going crazy yet?"
"Not crazy exactly." Lizzie replied. "She is, however, very sick of Spanish television."
"I bet." Gordo replied. "Maybe we should send her a care package. You have her grandparents address, right?"
"Yep. That's actually a great idea." Lizzie remarked. "We can get some movies, candy, stuff like that."
"Cool." Gordo agreed. "Miranda's lucky to have a friend like you."
"And you." Lizzie added. "Me too." She smiled.
He looked over at her and smiled back.
They finally reached the movie theater, and went in. They reached the ticket booth, and Gordo edged in front of Lizzie. Something came over him when the ticket guy asked how many.
"2." He replied. He handed Gordo the tickets, Gordo paid, and handed one to Lizzie.
"Why did you do that?" asked Lizzie, puzzled.
Gordo shrugged.
"You didn't have to pay for my ticket!" She told him.
"Think of it as a birthday present." He told her.
"Gordo, my birthday isn't for 5 more days." She pointed out.
"So?" he remarked.
They proceeded into the theater and chose two seats. Lizzie thought for a moment as they watched the previews.
"So, what is this, a date?" she asked, half joking, but wanting it to be all the same.
Gordo looked at her, realizing what he had done. "Um, no." he replied quickly, to cover it up. "I mean, that'd be weird, right?" he asked, waiting for her to agree, but wanting her to say it wouldn't be weird.
"Yeah, weird." Lizzie remarked. But as the movie started, she was beginning to think that a date with Gordo wouldn't be weird at all.
TBC!!!
Review!