A/N: In my story, the Lizzie McGuire Movie is not taken into
consideration.
I don't own anything, by the way.
And I hope you enjoy this story. If not, then just don't read it.
Gordo's cam
May 27th 3:41 P.m.
Today is the day. Junior High graduation. I have felt to mature for junior high for some time, and finally I will be able to go to high school, this time with my friends. I'm not nervous about graduation, but my stomach is doing flips! I'm suppose to meet at Lizzie's house in twenty minutes and take graduation pictures. The problem? I have procrastinated in asking Lizzie to the after-graduation dance.
On the plus side, I have gotten a few offers. Okay, just one. Parker asked me to the dance. I mean, Parker is really cool. She's pretty, and smart, and she knows that being different is a good thing.
I told her no. She just looked at me with a smile. It frightened me, truthfully. I just turned her down, and she is smiling? Now that is interesting. Maybe she knows.
I should probably go. Why am I so nervous?
Oh yeah, the dance. [sigh]
Here it goes!
Lizzie's Diary
May 27th 3:55 P.M.
Miranda's here! Can you believe it?! I'm so excited! I'm glad she got to come back for the last couple days of school, and graduation of course. She's in the bathroom finishing her makeup. Its hard to believe that in a few hours, I will be officially finished with junior high. High school is going to be a scary place, but I'm looking forward to it. Different people, different teachers, more privileges granted by parents. And if I ever do get into my panicky disposition, I know who I can turn to. I have some really sweet friends.
Speaking of sweet friends.. Guess I should answer the door. I wonder if he is as nervous as I am?
Narration
Gordo stands outside the McGuire's door. Usually, he would have just walked in after waiting a minute, but he enjoys the extra time he could spend planning out how to ask Lizzie to the dance. The door opens, and Gordo, still lost in his mind, snaps out of his thoughts.
"Hey, Gordo!"
"Lizzie, hi!"
"Is that your suit?" Lizzie asks, pointing to the bag draped over Gordo's arm. He nods. "I'll put it upstairs with our dresses." They both head toward the stairs, and Lizzie asks, "Are you excited about the dance?"
"Not really." More like extremely apprehensive, he thinks.
Lizzie and Gordo reach the top of the stairs. "Well, I am excited. My parents got me this new dress that makes me even look pretty."
"You'd look beautiful in anything," Gordo spits out before he even realizes it. Lizzie spins around in surprise. Gordo looks at the floor and says, "I mean, you know, that you are pretty and that, from a friends point of view, you know some people may think,"
Lizzie smiles and interrupts him, "You're sweet, Gordo."
Gordo moves his eyes to hers and smiles crookedly. He takes a step closer to her, and says, "Lizzie, I was wondering if maybe we could," He begins the hand motions, the way he does when he's nervous. Lizzie bites her lip and takes his hands in hers to keep them from wavering. The motion throws him off guard and he stares at the ground again.
Lizzie steps closer, still holding onto his hands. "Maybe we could, what?"
Gordo opens his mouth to continue, "Maybe we could..."
A/N: Yes, a cliffy. I am evil.
I don't own anything, by the way.
And I hope you enjoy this story. If not, then just don't read it.
Gordo's cam
May 27th 3:41 P.m.
Today is the day. Junior High graduation. I have felt to mature for junior high for some time, and finally I will be able to go to high school, this time with my friends. I'm not nervous about graduation, but my stomach is doing flips! I'm suppose to meet at Lizzie's house in twenty minutes and take graduation pictures. The problem? I have procrastinated in asking Lizzie to the after-graduation dance.
On the plus side, I have gotten a few offers. Okay, just one. Parker asked me to the dance. I mean, Parker is really cool. She's pretty, and smart, and she knows that being different is a good thing.
I told her no. She just looked at me with a smile. It frightened me, truthfully. I just turned her down, and she is smiling? Now that is interesting. Maybe she knows.
I should probably go. Why am I so nervous?
Oh yeah, the dance. [sigh]
Here it goes!
Lizzie's Diary
May 27th 3:55 P.M.
Miranda's here! Can you believe it?! I'm so excited! I'm glad she got to come back for the last couple days of school, and graduation of course. She's in the bathroom finishing her makeup. Its hard to believe that in a few hours, I will be officially finished with junior high. High school is going to be a scary place, but I'm looking forward to it. Different people, different teachers, more privileges granted by parents. And if I ever do get into my panicky disposition, I know who I can turn to. I have some really sweet friends.
Speaking of sweet friends.. Guess I should answer the door. I wonder if he is as nervous as I am?
Narration
Gordo stands outside the McGuire's door. Usually, he would have just walked in after waiting a minute, but he enjoys the extra time he could spend planning out how to ask Lizzie to the dance. The door opens, and Gordo, still lost in his mind, snaps out of his thoughts.
"Hey, Gordo!"
"Lizzie, hi!"
"Is that your suit?" Lizzie asks, pointing to the bag draped over Gordo's arm. He nods. "I'll put it upstairs with our dresses." They both head toward the stairs, and Lizzie asks, "Are you excited about the dance?"
"Not really." More like extremely apprehensive, he thinks.
Lizzie and Gordo reach the top of the stairs. "Well, I am excited. My parents got me this new dress that makes me even look pretty."
"You'd look beautiful in anything," Gordo spits out before he even realizes it. Lizzie spins around in surprise. Gordo looks at the floor and says, "I mean, you know, that you are pretty and that, from a friends point of view, you know some people may think,"
Lizzie smiles and interrupts him, "You're sweet, Gordo."
Gordo moves his eyes to hers and smiles crookedly. He takes a step closer to her, and says, "Lizzie, I was wondering if maybe we could," He begins the hand motions, the way he does when he's nervous. Lizzie bites her lip and takes his hands in hers to keep them from wavering. The motion throws him off guard and he stares at the ground again.
Lizzie steps closer, still holding onto his hands. "Maybe we could, what?"
Gordo opens his mouth to continue, "Maybe we could..."
A/N: Yes, a cliffy. I am evil.