A/N: Ok, confession time. I've have been avoiding this story big time,
because I've had a huge bout of writers block as far as this fic goes. I
know exactly how I want it to end; it's just a matter of getting there!
Anyway, I thought you guys deserved some kind of updating, so, here we go!
Review please!
Disclaimer: Me no own. You no sue. Comprendez-vous?
A Summer of Changes
Chapter 15: That's What I'm Here For
Lizzie gazed out into the night sky. The sun had set, and the moon shone brightly over the lake. It was very peaceful.
Her moment of tranquility was interrupted by a tug on her arm.
"C'mon Lizzie." Gordo was calling. "We're next!"
Lizzie allowed herself to be dragged by Gordo into the seat on the platform. The attendant strapped them in, and next thing she knew, they were rising into the air.
"Remember when we were little, we used to beg to be allowed to ride this by ourselves?" Gordo mused. "We wanted to be big kids."
"You did anyway." Lizzie commented. "But I would always get nervous about the thing rolling off its base."
"And I always promised that wouldn't happen." He remembered.
"And I always believed you." She smiled. "So I went."
"And when we got to the top, you'd give my hand the death grip." He laughed. "But you always came."
"Because I trusted you." She replied. "I always have and I always will. I know you'd never let anything happen to me."
"You're right." Gordo remarked. "I wouldn't."
They rode in silence for a few more minutes, the ride creeping slowly to the top. Finally theirs was the seat on the very top of the Ferris Wheel.
Gordo looked out onto the lake. Boats were docking, house lights reflected in the water, people were walking around. The air was light and warm. The stars sparkled, and the moon was bright. It was a perfect night. He sat there, enjoying his surroundings. All the sudden he felt her hand reach for his.
He looked at her and smiled.
She smiled back, her eyes sparkling like the stars.
She squeezed his hand, and he squeezed hers back. All was right with the world.
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An hour later it was time to meet their families for ice cream. They strolled down the street headed for the restaurant. They reached it, and went inside.
They were immediately greeted by a very hyper Matt and Lanny.
"We got 2,000 tickets!" Matt exclaimed. "We're gonna save them to get something really big!"
Lanny nodded in agreement.
"Wow." Lizzie remarked, with feigned excitement. "Now I can tell everyone I'm related to the biggest arcade dork in California."
Matt stuck out his tongue and Gordo laughed.
Lizzie rolled her eyes and continued onto the table where her parents and the Gordon's were sitting.
"Hey kids." Sam greeted the pair. "How were the rides?"
"They were fun." Lizzie replied. "What have you guys been up to?"
"Well, we got to go shopping." Sam replied, yawning.
Jo reached over and hit him on the shoulder. "No one forced you to come." She retorted, annoyed with her husbands complaints.
"Oh, but honey, I take advantage of any time I can spend with you." Sam replied, smiling sweetly.
Jo shook her head and let out a laugh.
"Nice save." Mr. Gordon congratulated.
This time it was Mrs. Gordon who hit her husband.
"Thanks." Sam replied, laughing to himself.
"Parents." Lizzie and Gordo remarked at the same time, rolling their eyes.
"Why don't we get some ice cream." Jo piped up.
The group made their way up to the counter and each placed their orders. Once each had received a cone, they stepped back outside onto the pier to wait for the fireworks show.
Lizzie and Gordo sat on a bench, eating their cookie dough and chocolate cones respectively, and people watching.
Lizzie nudged Gordo and pointed in the direction of two little kids running ahead of their parents, holding hands.
"Looks like us." She remarked.
"Yeah." He nodded. "Ah, the good old days." He sighed. "Sometimes I wish I were 5 again."
She laughed.
"What?" he asked defensively.
"Well, you've definitely got the 5 year old look down." She commented, referring to the dab of chocolate ice cream on his nose.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
"It means, that in the 16 years I've known you, you've always ordered chocolate ice cream, and you've always managed to get it all over your face." She commented, reaching up with a napkin. She wiped it away, and inspected his face.
"There." She declared. "Much better."
He gave her his Gordo half smile. "Thanks Mom."
She laughed at him and returned his smile. "No problem. That's what I'm here for."
Both realized the truth in her last statement. They always took care of each other, no matter what. Whether it was a hand to hold on a plane or a Ferris Wheel, wiping away ice cream or tears, they had each other's backs. They were a perfect pair, like an old married couple.
"Picture time!" a perky voice announced, as it's owner came to the bench.
"Mo-om." Lizzie whined. "I look gross!"
"Liz-zie." Jo replied. "No you don't."
"You look perfect, McGuire." Gordo reassured her.
Both Lizzie and her mother were taken aback by Gordo's comment.
"Thanks." Replied Lizzie.
Jo smiled to herself, aware of the look Gordo was giving her daughter. She could see it in his eyes, and in the return glance Lizzie was giving him. It made her happy. Hopefully they would realize soon that they were perfect for each other. She had always known they would end up together.
"Smile!" called out Roberta Gordon, who had also taken out her camera.
Lizzie and Gordo threw their arms around each other and smiled brightly for their mothers. After a decent picture had been captured, the two made goofy faces. Lizzie crossing her eyes and sticking out her tongue, and Gordo giving her bunny ears and scrunching his nose.
"Very attractive." Jo commented, laughing.
Suddenly, a boom echoed across the lake.
"Oh! The fireworks are starting!" Roberta announced.
The mothers headed to the edge of the dock to meet their husbands. Gordo and Lizzie stood up on the bench in order to see the show over the crowd.
They watched as the sky illuminated in bright colors. The fireworks were great.
Halfway through, Gordo looked over at Lizzie who was shivering. "You cold McGuire?" he asked.
"N..no." she chattered.
"You have a tank top on and you just ate ice cream." He remarked.
"Sss.so?" she retorted.
"So your teeth are shattering." He pointed out. "Here, take this." He removed his hoodie and put it over her shoulders.
"You have short sleeves!" she protested, as he rubbed her arms to warm them up.
"I'm fine." He assured her. "You get warm."
They both returned their gazes to the sky.
"Hey Gordo?" Lizzie remarked. "Thanks."
"No problem." Gordo smiled. "That's what I'm here for."
The two best friends smiled at each other, their faces illuminated as the sky burst with color.
TBC!!
What did you think? Review!
Disclaimer: Me no own. You no sue. Comprendez-vous?
A Summer of Changes
Chapter 15: That's What I'm Here For
Lizzie gazed out into the night sky. The sun had set, and the moon shone brightly over the lake. It was very peaceful.
Her moment of tranquility was interrupted by a tug on her arm.
"C'mon Lizzie." Gordo was calling. "We're next!"
Lizzie allowed herself to be dragged by Gordo into the seat on the platform. The attendant strapped them in, and next thing she knew, they were rising into the air.
"Remember when we were little, we used to beg to be allowed to ride this by ourselves?" Gordo mused. "We wanted to be big kids."
"You did anyway." Lizzie commented. "But I would always get nervous about the thing rolling off its base."
"And I always promised that wouldn't happen." He remembered.
"And I always believed you." She smiled. "So I went."
"And when we got to the top, you'd give my hand the death grip." He laughed. "But you always came."
"Because I trusted you." She replied. "I always have and I always will. I know you'd never let anything happen to me."
"You're right." Gordo remarked. "I wouldn't."
They rode in silence for a few more minutes, the ride creeping slowly to the top. Finally theirs was the seat on the very top of the Ferris Wheel.
Gordo looked out onto the lake. Boats were docking, house lights reflected in the water, people were walking around. The air was light and warm. The stars sparkled, and the moon was bright. It was a perfect night. He sat there, enjoying his surroundings. All the sudden he felt her hand reach for his.
He looked at her and smiled.
She smiled back, her eyes sparkling like the stars.
She squeezed his hand, and he squeezed hers back. All was right with the world.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
An hour later it was time to meet their families for ice cream. They strolled down the street headed for the restaurant. They reached it, and went inside.
They were immediately greeted by a very hyper Matt and Lanny.
"We got 2,000 tickets!" Matt exclaimed. "We're gonna save them to get something really big!"
Lanny nodded in agreement.
"Wow." Lizzie remarked, with feigned excitement. "Now I can tell everyone I'm related to the biggest arcade dork in California."
Matt stuck out his tongue and Gordo laughed.
Lizzie rolled her eyes and continued onto the table where her parents and the Gordon's were sitting.
"Hey kids." Sam greeted the pair. "How were the rides?"
"They were fun." Lizzie replied. "What have you guys been up to?"
"Well, we got to go shopping." Sam replied, yawning.
Jo reached over and hit him on the shoulder. "No one forced you to come." She retorted, annoyed with her husbands complaints.
"Oh, but honey, I take advantage of any time I can spend with you." Sam replied, smiling sweetly.
Jo shook her head and let out a laugh.
"Nice save." Mr. Gordon congratulated.
This time it was Mrs. Gordon who hit her husband.
"Thanks." Sam replied, laughing to himself.
"Parents." Lizzie and Gordo remarked at the same time, rolling their eyes.
"Why don't we get some ice cream." Jo piped up.
The group made their way up to the counter and each placed their orders. Once each had received a cone, they stepped back outside onto the pier to wait for the fireworks show.
Lizzie and Gordo sat on a bench, eating their cookie dough and chocolate cones respectively, and people watching.
Lizzie nudged Gordo and pointed in the direction of two little kids running ahead of their parents, holding hands.
"Looks like us." She remarked.
"Yeah." He nodded. "Ah, the good old days." He sighed. "Sometimes I wish I were 5 again."
She laughed.
"What?" he asked defensively.
"Well, you've definitely got the 5 year old look down." She commented, referring to the dab of chocolate ice cream on his nose.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
"It means, that in the 16 years I've known you, you've always ordered chocolate ice cream, and you've always managed to get it all over your face." She commented, reaching up with a napkin. She wiped it away, and inspected his face.
"There." She declared. "Much better."
He gave her his Gordo half smile. "Thanks Mom."
She laughed at him and returned his smile. "No problem. That's what I'm here for."
Both realized the truth in her last statement. They always took care of each other, no matter what. Whether it was a hand to hold on a plane or a Ferris Wheel, wiping away ice cream or tears, they had each other's backs. They were a perfect pair, like an old married couple.
"Picture time!" a perky voice announced, as it's owner came to the bench.
"Mo-om." Lizzie whined. "I look gross!"
"Liz-zie." Jo replied. "No you don't."
"You look perfect, McGuire." Gordo reassured her.
Both Lizzie and her mother were taken aback by Gordo's comment.
"Thanks." Replied Lizzie.
Jo smiled to herself, aware of the look Gordo was giving her daughter. She could see it in his eyes, and in the return glance Lizzie was giving him. It made her happy. Hopefully they would realize soon that they were perfect for each other. She had always known they would end up together.
"Smile!" called out Roberta Gordon, who had also taken out her camera.
Lizzie and Gordo threw their arms around each other and smiled brightly for their mothers. After a decent picture had been captured, the two made goofy faces. Lizzie crossing her eyes and sticking out her tongue, and Gordo giving her bunny ears and scrunching his nose.
"Very attractive." Jo commented, laughing.
Suddenly, a boom echoed across the lake.
"Oh! The fireworks are starting!" Roberta announced.
The mothers headed to the edge of the dock to meet their husbands. Gordo and Lizzie stood up on the bench in order to see the show over the crowd.
They watched as the sky illuminated in bright colors. The fireworks were great.
Halfway through, Gordo looked over at Lizzie who was shivering. "You cold McGuire?" he asked.
"N..no." she chattered.
"You have a tank top on and you just ate ice cream." He remarked.
"Sss.so?" she retorted.
"So your teeth are shattering." He pointed out. "Here, take this." He removed his hoodie and put it over her shoulders.
"You have short sleeves!" she protested, as he rubbed her arms to warm them up.
"I'm fine." He assured her. "You get warm."
They both returned their gazes to the sky.
"Hey Gordo?" Lizzie remarked. "Thanks."
"No problem." Gordo smiled. "That's what I'm here for."
The two best friends smiled at each other, their faces illuminated as the sky burst with color.
TBC!!
What did you think? Review!