*Big, Important, Author's Note that Applies to All My Stories*
Hey guys! I know it's been a while since I've updated, but this past week, and next week are incredibly busy! I'm in a show at school, and I've been rehearsing everyday for the past month. I've practically taken up residence at school! Anyway, next week is production week, so my life will consist of acting, singing, homework (hah!), and some sleeping (hopefully)! Therefore, there will be no new updates between Monday and Saturday. However, I'm trying really hard to get at least one chapter up on each of my stories this weekend to tide you guys over. Once the show is done, I will be back to updating regularly, I promise! Now, onto our regularly scheduled fanfic..
Regular A/N: Here's an update for you! It's to the song "You Go First" by Jessica Andrews. It's a great song! Part of the lyrics go "Do you want to kiss?", but in this chapter, no kissing is going on. The lyrics are not literal. They represent the situation going on between Lizzie and Gordo, and the fact that neither one will go first when it comes to revealing their feelings. So "Do you want to kiss" should be more like "Do you want to date", but if I change the lyrics, it will completely butcher the song. So, if any of this made sense to you, please continue reading. If not, leave some reviews and maybe I can clarify! Enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: Disney owns Lizzie, and Jessica Andrews owns the song. So there.
Sooner or Later
Chapter Four: You Go First
Lizzie made her way out of the cafeteria and back across the quad to the table. She sat down across from Gordo and began to eat her lunch, not noticing that Gordo was in the same exact position he had been in when she left.
After a few moments of silence, she looked up. Gordo was staring blankly into space, his fork poised above his plate. "Either the meatloaf is particularly disgusting today, or you're thinking really hard." She remarked.
"Huh?" he asked, finally snapping out of it. "Yeah...thinking." he replied absent mindedly.
"Are you ok?" she asked.
"I'm fine." He answered.
Gordo went back to eating, and Lizzie took a sip of her water.
Gordo realized the awkward silence and decided to speak the first thing that came to his mind. "So do you know what the theme for the dance is?"
Lizzie looked up, surprised that Gordo cared so much about a dance. Usually he was complaining about how conformist they were. "Not really." She replied. "Just an end of the year sort of thing."
"Right." He remarked.
"You think you'll go?" Lizzie blurted out, before she even knew what she was saying.
"Yeah." He replied quickly. "I mean if you go." What? "Cuz you know, dances aren't really fun without your friends." He tried to save himself.
"It'll be weird without Miranda." Lizzie commented.
"Yeah." He agreed. He thought for a minute. "Are you going to ask someone?"
Lizzie was taken aback. Was he going to ask her? Would she say yes. She didn't even know. "Um, no one in particular. You know, after the whole Ethan thing."
Gordo nodded his head.
"How about you?" she asked.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
You're kicking tires,
I'm sitting on the fence
Love's falling all around us
and it don't make sense.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Nope, no." he replied quickly, to avoid any indication that she was the one he really wanted to ask. "No one in particular." He smiled his nervous Gordo, half smile.
"Yeah." She nodded. "So. I'm not going with anyone, you're not going with anyone."
"We're flying solo." Gordo remarked.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
How long can the two of us
beat around the bush?
We're right out on the edge
but we need a little push.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Yep." Lizzie agreed.
Gordo went back to his lunch, thinking all the while. Now was the perfect opportunity. She had just told him she wasn't asking anyone to the dance. He had his chance to finally say something. He took a deep breath and started.
"So, if we're both not going with anyone," he began, "We could..we could.."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Dancing on the tightrope,
wearing it thin.
Instead of closing our eyes
and jumping in.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Just then, Gordo was interrupted by a loud bang. Ethan had run into the Unity wall yet again.
"That's the 2nd time this week man!" they heard someone yell. "Get some glasses!"
Lizzie looked over at Ethan, sprawled out on the ground, but then refocused her attention on Gordo. She wanted him to finish whatever it was he was about to say.
"We could..what?" she asked, the conversation sounding all too familiar.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Do you want to kiss?
Do you want to kiss?
Do you want to kiss?
You go first.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Gordo opened his mouth to speak, but stopped himself. He thought for a moment, and then replied. "We could hang out there."
"Oh." Replied Lizzie, disappointed. "Sure."
They sat and ate for a few minutes, until the bell rang, telling them it was time for their next class. They gathered their things and headed off to history. Gordo replaying the moment in his mind the whole way. He had chickened out yet again.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
You're dodging the moon,
and I'm playing it safe.
Look what we're not doing,
oh boy, what a waste.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
They entered the classroom, and Gordo took his seat behind Lizzie. She got out her books and brushed her hair out of her face, causing the smell of her shampoo to drift back to Gordo. He breathed in the sweet scent, she smelled like strawberries and roses all at the same time. He loved that smell, it was so uniquely Lizzie's. He wished he could tell her that. He wanted to so badly, and he didn't want to have to wonder anymore. He hated himself for being so scared. But he was becoming more scared of not saying anything. He didn't want to lose her, or this feeling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
And what could be worse,
than never saying it at all?
Is never knowing the feeling,
never feeling the fall.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
He thought about things during thee entire period. He wracked his brain for any sign at all that she had given him.
Meanwhile, Lizzie thought about how annoyed she was getting with Gordo. Couldn't he see that she felt exactly the same way. Hadn't she dropped enough hints? She didn't know what else to do. She wanted him to figure things out on his own, but so far, he was failing miserably.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
What's it gonna take
to get us both there?
Can't you see what I'm suggesting,
it's a double dare.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
By the end of class, Gordo had made up his mind again. He was going to ask her right there, on the way to PE.
Lizzie had also made up her mind. No more games. If he wasn't going to take the hint, she would just tell him straight out. On the way to PE.
Both exited the classroom, and started walking down the hall. Then, at exactly the same time:
"Gordo, I."
"Lizzie, I."
"Go ahead." Lizzie remarked.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
You start,
if you have the nerve.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"No you go ahead." Gordo said. "I interrupted you."
"No really." She replied. "What did you want to say?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I'll trust my heart,
but you go first.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"It's not important." He remarked.
Lizzie was getting annoyed. They reached the gym, and they both started again.
"Lizzie."
"Gordo."
They both turned and asked:
"What?"
Both thought for a moment, and at the exact same time, shook their heads and replied in unison:
"Nevermind."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Do you want to kiss?
Do you want to kiss?
Do you want to kiss?
You go first.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
TBC!
Review!
Hey guys! I know it's been a while since I've updated, but this past week, and next week are incredibly busy! I'm in a show at school, and I've been rehearsing everyday for the past month. I've practically taken up residence at school! Anyway, next week is production week, so my life will consist of acting, singing, homework (hah!), and some sleeping (hopefully)! Therefore, there will be no new updates between Monday and Saturday. However, I'm trying really hard to get at least one chapter up on each of my stories this weekend to tide you guys over. Once the show is done, I will be back to updating regularly, I promise! Now, onto our regularly scheduled fanfic..
Regular A/N: Here's an update for you! It's to the song "You Go First" by Jessica Andrews. It's a great song! Part of the lyrics go "Do you want to kiss?", but in this chapter, no kissing is going on. The lyrics are not literal. They represent the situation going on between Lizzie and Gordo, and the fact that neither one will go first when it comes to revealing their feelings. So "Do you want to kiss" should be more like "Do you want to date", but if I change the lyrics, it will completely butcher the song. So, if any of this made sense to you, please continue reading. If not, leave some reviews and maybe I can clarify! Enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: Disney owns Lizzie, and Jessica Andrews owns the song. So there.
Sooner or Later
Chapter Four: You Go First
Lizzie made her way out of the cafeteria and back across the quad to the table. She sat down across from Gordo and began to eat her lunch, not noticing that Gordo was in the same exact position he had been in when she left.
After a few moments of silence, she looked up. Gordo was staring blankly into space, his fork poised above his plate. "Either the meatloaf is particularly disgusting today, or you're thinking really hard." She remarked.
"Huh?" he asked, finally snapping out of it. "Yeah...thinking." he replied absent mindedly.
"Are you ok?" she asked.
"I'm fine." He answered.
Gordo went back to eating, and Lizzie took a sip of her water.
Gordo realized the awkward silence and decided to speak the first thing that came to his mind. "So do you know what the theme for the dance is?"
Lizzie looked up, surprised that Gordo cared so much about a dance. Usually he was complaining about how conformist they were. "Not really." She replied. "Just an end of the year sort of thing."
"Right." He remarked.
"You think you'll go?" Lizzie blurted out, before she even knew what she was saying.
"Yeah." He replied quickly. "I mean if you go." What? "Cuz you know, dances aren't really fun without your friends." He tried to save himself.
"It'll be weird without Miranda." Lizzie commented.
"Yeah." He agreed. He thought for a minute. "Are you going to ask someone?"
Lizzie was taken aback. Was he going to ask her? Would she say yes. She didn't even know. "Um, no one in particular. You know, after the whole Ethan thing."
Gordo nodded his head.
"How about you?" she asked.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
You're kicking tires,
I'm sitting on the fence
Love's falling all around us
and it don't make sense.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Nope, no." he replied quickly, to avoid any indication that she was the one he really wanted to ask. "No one in particular." He smiled his nervous Gordo, half smile.
"Yeah." She nodded. "So. I'm not going with anyone, you're not going with anyone."
"We're flying solo." Gordo remarked.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
How long can the two of us
beat around the bush?
We're right out on the edge
but we need a little push.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Yep." Lizzie agreed.
Gordo went back to his lunch, thinking all the while. Now was the perfect opportunity. She had just told him she wasn't asking anyone to the dance. He had his chance to finally say something. He took a deep breath and started.
"So, if we're both not going with anyone," he began, "We could..we could.."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Dancing on the tightrope,
wearing it thin.
Instead of closing our eyes
and jumping in.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Just then, Gordo was interrupted by a loud bang. Ethan had run into the Unity wall yet again.
"That's the 2nd time this week man!" they heard someone yell. "Get some glasses!"
Lizzie looked over at Ethan, sprawled out on the ground, but then refocused her attention on Gordo. She wanted him to finish whatever it was he was about to say.
"We could..what?" she asked, the conversation sounding all too familiar.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Do you want to kiss?
Do you want to kiss?
Do you want to kiss?
You go first.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Gordo opened his mouth to speak, but stopped himself. He thought for a moment, and then replied. "We could hang out there."
"Oh." Replied Lizzie, disappointed. "Sure."
They sat and ate for a few minutes, until the bell rang, telling them it was time for their next class. They gathered their things and headed off to history. Gordo replaying the moment in his mind the whole way. He had chickened out yet again.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
You're dodging the moon,
and I'm playing it safe.
Look what we're not doing,
oh boy, what a waste.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
They entered the classroom, and Gordo took his seat behind Lizzie. She got out her books and brushed her hair out of her face, causing the smell of her shampoo to drift back to Gordo. He breathed in the sweet scent, she smelled like strawberries and roses all at the same time. He loved that smell, it was so uniquely Lizzie's. He wished he could tell her that. He wanted to so badly, and he didn't want to have to wonder anymore. He hated himself for being so scared. But he was becoming more scared of not saying anything. He didn't want to lose her, or this feeling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
And what could be worse,
than never saying it at all?
Is never knowing the feeling,
never feeling the fall.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
He thought about things during thee entire period. He wracked his brain for any sign at all that she had given him.
Meanwhile, Lizzie thought about how annoyed she was getting with Gordo. Couldn't he see that she felt exactly the same way. Hadn't she dropped enough hints? She didn't know what else to do. She wanted him to figure things out on his own, but so far, he was failing miserably.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
What's it gonna take
to get us both there?
Can't you see what I'm suggesting,
it's a double dare.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
By the end of class, Gordo had made up his mind again. He was going to ask her right there, on the way to PE.
Lizzie had also made up her mind. No more games. If he wasn't going to take the hint, she would just tell him straight out. On the way to PE.
Both exited the classroom, and started walking down the hall. Then, at exactly the same time:
"Gordo, I."
"Lizzie, I."
"Go ahead." Lizzie remarked.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
You start,
if you have the nerve.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"No you go ahead." Gordo said. "I interrupted you."
"No really." She replied. "What did you want to say?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I'll trust my heart,
but you go first.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"It's not important." He remarked.
Lizzie was getting annoyed. They reached the gym, and they both started again.
"Lizzie."
"Gordo."
They both turned and asked:
"What?"
Both thought for a moment, and at the exact same time, shook their heads and replied in unison:
"Nevermind."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Do you want to kiss?
Do you want to kiss?
Do you want to kiss?
You go first.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
TBC!
Review!