A/N: Nope, don't own anything except the story line.
Gordo's Cam
May 28th 4:32 P.M.
I arrived at Lizzie's about twelve thirty. She was flipping through a magazine in her room, singing to "Don't Want to Miss a Thing." Maybe she had been thinking about our dance as much as I had; maybe it was just coincidence. Earlier in the day I watched Lizzie run her fingers through her tousled hair, with the wind slightly blowing around us, and I got this weird inspiration for a video. I don't know what song yet, but I'll find one. Anyway, I picked out a few outfits for Lizzie to try on for this random video of mine. The one I picked for her to wear was a simple summer dress (which she complained it was too short, but it wasn't). It had a plain flowery design on it, and it was very flowy. Gosh, she looked beautiful.
Okay, I know I am starting to sound a little weird, but bear with me. We caught a ride from Sam and drove for about thirty minutes until we got to Little Lakes Forest in the next county. We've been there camping sometimes, and hardly anyone is around. Sam left us alone, asking very few questions, and said that he would be back in a little while. There was a lawn ornament store not far from there, so we figured he would be gone for at least an hour.
We hike this one trail that we always take when we camp. [laughs] That wasn't very easy for poor Lizzie in that dress, but she made it. It's a good thing she wore tennis shoes, despite how horrible she said they looked. Anyway, this trail suddenly opens up to a field full of wildflowers where a small creek runs through. Its very pretty, and here's where I set up my tripod and start filming.
Lizzie took off her tennis shoes. I told her just to act like a little girl playing in a field. She really got into the spirit of things. She ran through the field, spinning around, and walked barefoot though the creek. She looked so beautiful! I think I will film a lot on our trip to Florida. I'm not sure where this video is going, but it might just turn into another attempt to tell Lizzie how I feel.
Lizzie's Diary
May 28th 5:54 P.M.
Gordo had this spontaneous idea for a music video to an unknown song, and I am in it. Earlier, he came by and picked out something for me to wear. I could have killed him! He picked out this flowery summer dress of mine that I have had for several years. I use to wear it all the time, and though it still fits, its rather short. I put on my tennis shoes cause we were going hiking at the forest. I am sure if anyone saw us, Gordo with his camera and tripod and me hiking in my short little dress, they would have thought we were crazy. Gordo taped me running around in a field, sticking my toes in the freezing creek, pulling a Marilyn Monroe by trying to keep my dress down in the wind. I don't know what he has planned with that video, but I am a little frightened. Anyway, we had a lot of fun. Well, I had a lot of fun, and he seemed happy the whole time, so I am speculating he had fun. OH! I really need to pack! Gotta go!
Narration
Lizzie's alarm sounds off at four thirty in the morning. She groans, hits the sleep button, and falls back to sleep.
"Lizzie? Lizzie?" Gordo whispers to her, gently shaking her. He had known she would have a problem getting up in the morning, as did he. However, with a few mountain dews in his system, he felt ready for the world. Plus, he was really excited about the vacation, unlike when he and the McGuires went to Grubby Long John's. He had walked over to Lizzie's a few minutes before five to make sure Lizzie was ready. "Lizzie, come on, Florida is waiting."
"Gordo, just five more minutes." All of a sudden Lizzie realizes that Gordo is sitting on her bed shaking her, and that she was going to Florida with the Gordons. "Gordo! Oh my gosh, is it five? I'm so sorry!" She hops out of bed and starts racing around her room in the dark to find everything. Gordo laughs at her and turns on her lamp. "Oh, thanks," she replies. She goes over to her dresser where her clothes for the day are laid out. She begins to pull her pj shirt over her head when she suddenly remembers the guy standing in her room. She shakes her head at herself. "Geez! What's happening?" She wipes her face with her hands and looks to where Gordo is leaning against the wall.
Gordo, figuring he laughed at her enough, finally decides to help out. He walks over to her and sits her down in a chair. He talks slow to her. "Don't worry, you have ten minutes before my parents show up. I knew you wouldn't get up so I came over to wake you. I can see that you aren't in your functioning state of mind, so this is what you need to do. You need to get dressed and do all of your girl stuff while I take your luggage downstairs. Alright?"
Lizzie sits there for a few more minutes. She hadn't gotten but a few hours sleep the night before, since she was so excited about the trip. Everything finally comes together for her. She gets up and turns on her overhead light, blinking from the brightness. She dresses and brushes her hair and teeth while Gordo gathers her luggage and takes it downstairs. Once she's ready, she walks down the steps, a little embarrassed. Gordo is sitting on her porch.
"Did you say good-bye to your parents?" He asks as she takes a seat next to him.
"I told them goodnight yesterday." After a pause, she says, "Thanks. For your help, I mean." They both look at each other and smile. Lizzie, realizing the funny feeling creeping up her spine, quickly breaks their gaze and adds, "I'm sorry I was so weirded out this morning."
Gordo, however, doesn't have time to respond. His parents pull up, and all of them head to the airport together.
Gordo's Cam
May 28th 4:32 P.M.
I arrived at Lizzie's about twelve thirty. She was flipping through a magazine in her room, singing to "Don't Want to Miss a Thing." Maybe she had been thinking about our dance as much as I had; maybe it was just coincidence. Earlier in the day I watched Lizzie run her fingers through her tousled hair, with the wind slightly blowing around us, and I got this weird inspiration for a video. I don't know what song yet, but I'll find one. Anyway, I picked out a few outfits for Lizzie to try on for this random video of mine. The one I picked for her to wear was a simple summer dress (which she complained it was too short, but it wasn't). It had a plain flowery design on it, and it was very flowy. Gosh, she looked beautiful.
Okay, I know I am starting to sound a little weird, but bear with me. We caught a ride from Sam and drove for about thirty minutes until we got to Little Lakes Forest in the next county. We've been there camping sometimes, and hardly anyone is around. Sam left us alone, asking very few questions, and said that he would be back in a little while. There was a lawn ornament store not far from there, so we figured he would be gone for at least an hour.
We hike this one trail that we always take when we camp. [laughs] That wasn't very easy for poor Lizzie in that dress, but she made it. It's a good thing she wore tennis shoes, despite how horrible she said they looked. Anyway, this trail suddenly opens up to a field full of wildflowers where a small creek runs through. Its very pretty, and here's where I set up my tripod and start filming.
Lizzie took off her tennis shoes. I told her just to act like a little girl playing in a field. She really got into the spirit of things. She ran through the field, spinning around, and walked barefoot though the creek. She looked so beautiful! I think I will film a lot on our trip to Florida. I'm not sure where this video is going, but it might just turn into another attempt to tell Lizzie how I feel.
Lizzie's Diary
May 28th 5:54 P.M.
Gordo had this spontaneous idea for a music video to an unknown song, and I am in it. Earlier, he came by and picked out something for me to wear. I could have killed him! He picked out this flowery summer dress of mine that I have had for several years. I use to wear it all the time, and though it still fits, its rather short. I put on my tennis shoes cause we were going hiking at the forest. I am sure if anyone saw us, Gordo with his camera and tripod and me hiking in my short little dress, they would have thought we were crazy. Gordo taped me running around in a field, sticking my toes in the freezing creek, pulling a Marilyn Monroe by trying to keep my dress down in the wind. I don't know what he has planned with that video, but I am a little frightened. Anyway, we had a lot of fun. Well, I had a lot of fun, and he seemed happy the whole time, so I am speculating he had fun. OH! I really need to pack! Gotta go!
Narration
Lizzie's alarm sounds off at four thirty in the morning. She groans, hits the sleep button, and falls back to sleep.
"Lizzie? Lizzie?" Gordo whispers to her, gently shaking her. He had known she would have a problem getting up in the morning, as did he. However, with a few mountain dews in his system, he felt ready for the world. Plus, he was really excited about the vacation, unlike when he and the McGuires went to Grubby Long John's. He had walked over to Lizzie's a few minutes before five to make sure Lizzie was ready. "Lizzie, come on, Florida is waiting."
"Gordo, just five more minutes." All of a sudden Lizzie realizes that Gordo is sitting on her bed shaking her, and that she was going to Florida with the Gordons. "Gordo! Oh my gosh, is it five? I'm so sorry!" She hops out of bed and starts racing around her room in the dark to find everything. Gordo laughs at her and turns on her lamp. "Oh, thanks," she replies. She goes over to her dresser where her clothes for the day are laid out. She begins to pull her pj shirt over her head when she suddenly remembers the guy standing in her room. She shakes her head at herself. "Geez! What's happening?" She wipes her face with her hands and looks to where Gordo is leaning against the wall.
Gordo, figuring he laughed at her enough, finally decides to help out. He walks over to her and sits her down in a chair. He talks slow to her. "Don't worry, you have ten minutes before my parents show up. I knew you wouldn't get up so I came over to wake you. I can see that you aren't in your functioning state of mind, so this is what you need to do. You need to get dressed and do all of your girl stuff while I take your luggage downstairs. Alright?"
Lizzie sits there for a few more minutes. She hadn't gotten but a few hours sleep the night before, since she was so excited about the trip. Everything finally comes together for her. She gets up and turns on her overhead light, blinking from the brightness. She dresses and brushes her hair and teeth while Gordo gathers her luggage and takes it downstairs. Once she's ready, she walks down the steps, a little embarrassed. Gordo is sitting on her porch.
"Did you say good-bye to your parents?" He asks as she takes a seat next to him.
"I told them goodnight yesterday." After a pause, she says, "Thanks. For your help, I mean." They both look at each other and smile. Lizzie, realizing the funny feeling creeping up her spine, quickly breaks their gaze and adds, "I'm sorry I was so weirded out this morning."
Gordo, however, doesn't have time to respond. His parents pull up, and all of them head to the airport together.