A/N: Yay! An update! Woo woo! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Disney owns LM. And Plumb owns the lyrics to "Stranded"!
Sooner or Later
Chapter Five: Stranded
Gordo walked down the halls of Hillridge Middle School for one of the last times of his life. Only one more week until school ended. He headed towards his locker, where he hoped to find Lizzie, because he really wanted to talk to her. And by talk he meant start a full thought, and actually finish it for once.
He rounded the corner, and sure enough, there she was. Standing by her locker. But she wasn't alone. Leaning against the locker next to her was a tall boy, with a huge smile on his face. Gordo stopped, and watched what was going on. He couldn't hear the entire conversation, but he recognized Lizzie's giggle, and saw her nod her head and smile. Then, the boy walked away, and Lizzie turned back to her locker. Gordo took this as his cue to continue down the hall.
Meanwhile, Lizzie was conflicted. She looked over to see Gordo coming towards her. She wasn't sure exactly how she was going to tell him, and she wasn't exactly sure how he would react.
"Hey Lizzie." He greeted her.
"Hi Gordo." She returned.
"I need to talk to you..." they both turned towards each other, and remarked at the same time.
"Ugh, not this again." Lizzie complained. "Look, let me go first, ok?"
Gordo nodded. "Go ahead."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ You know it only breaks my heart
To see you standing in the dark alone
Waiting there for me to come back
I'm too afraid to show ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Look, I know I said we would hang out together at the dance, since we both didn't have dates." She started. "But.."
"But what?" asked Gordo.
"You see, um, Ryan Adams, he, uh, kind of, sort of, asked me.." She finally spit out, wincing a little.
Gordo just stood there, not saying anything for a minute. He had waited too long, and now everyone else was starting to realize what an incredible person she was. He had missed his chance.
Lizzie stood there, waiting for some sort of response from Gordo. He looked as though he'd been punched in the stomach or something.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ If it's coming over you
Like it's coming over me
I'm crashing like a tidal wave
That drags me out to the sea ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"So," Gordo finally spoke. "You're gonna go with him?" He winced as he said it out loud.
Lizzie looked at Gordo, his eyes were full of pain. Why? Did he really like her that much? If so, how come he had never said anything?
"Well, um.yeah." Lizzie stammered. "I mean, it's not like we were going as each other's dates, right? And its tomorrow, and I dunno, I've never been to a dance with an actual date." She rationalized.
His face kept falling.
"We can still hang out." She replied. "At the dance, I mean." Lizzie struggled to cheer him up. She wished he could just ask her, that he wasn't such a chicken. But she couldn't wait for him forever, could she?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ And I wanna be with you
And you wanna be with me
I'm crashing like a tidal wave
And I don't wanna be
Stranded, stranded, stranded, stranded ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Gordo?" she called out to him.
He snapped out of it. "No that's cool." He tried to act as though this hadn't completely and totally broken his heart. "You guys will have fun."
Gordo grabbed his science book and slammed his locker shut. He turned away from her and headed down the hall.
"Gordo! Wait!" Lizzie called.
"I gotta go, I don't want to be late for social studies." He replied, walking away.
Lizzie took her head in her hands. What had she done? Probably ruined the best relationship she had with anyone.
"I'm sorry Gordo." She remarked quietly, almost to herself.
Meanwhile, Gordo had entered the classroom, and taken a seat. He placed his books on the desk, and then put his head down. He couldn't believe how much this hurt. He thought it was hard enough liking her without her seeing someone else. He didn't know how he would ever face her again.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I can only take so much
These tears are turning me to rust
I know you're waiting there for me to
come back ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lizzie sauntered into social studies after the bell.
"Nice of you to join us, Miss McGuire." Remarked Mr. Digg.
"Sorry." Lizzie replied absentmindedly. "I was..um, bathroom." Was all she could say as she took her seat. She glanced diagonally up at Gordo. He looked so sad. And all she could think of was that she was the one causing his sadness.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ And I wanna be with you
And you wanna be with me
I'm crashing like a tidal wave
And I don't wanna be
Stranded, stranded, stranded, stranded ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Gordo could feel Lizzie's eyes on the back of his head. He knew that she was looking at him, feeling bad for what she had done. But he didn't turn around. He wasn't angry, he was confused. He thought for sure that she knew how he felt. He hadn't come right out and said it, but his behavior lately was a dead giveaway. It saddened him to think that the connection they shared, the one that usually allowed them to sense how the other was feeling, had begun to falter. He was scared that they were growing apart. He didn't want to have to imagine a life without Lizzie. He needed her to know that they were soulmates.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I miss you, I need you
Without you, I'm stranded
I love you so come back ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Little did he know, she had known for her entire life.
TBC!!!
Disclaimer: Disney owns LM. And Plumb owns the lyrics to "Stranded"!
Sooner or Later
Chapter Five: Stranded
Gordo walked down the halls of Hillridge Middle School for one of the last times of his life. Only one more week until school ended. He headed towards his locker, where he hoped to find Lizzie, because he really wanted to talk to her. And by talk he meant start a full thought, and actually finish it for once.
He rounded the corner, and sure enough, there she was. Standing by her locker. But she wasn't alone. Leaning against the locker next to her was a tall boy, with a huge smile on his face. Gordo stopped, and watched what was going on. He couldn't hear the entire conversation, but he recognized Lizzie's giggle, and saw her nod her head and smile. Then, the boy walked away, and Lizzie turned back to her locker. Gordo took this as his cue to continue down the hall.
Meanwhile, Lizzie was conflicted. She looked over to see Gordo coming towards her. She wasn't sure exactly how she was going to tell him, and she wasn't exactly sure how he would react.
"Hey Lizzie." He greeted her.
"Hi Gordo." She returned.
"I need to talk to you..." they both turned towards each other, and remarked at the same time.
"Ugh, not this again." Lizzie complained. "Look, let me go first, ok?"
Gordo nodded. "Go ahead."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ You know it only breaks my heart
To see you standing in the dark alone
Waiting there for me to come back
I'm too afraid to show ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Look, I know I said we would hang out together at the dance, since we both didn't have dates." She started. "But.."
"But what?" asked Gordo.
"You see, um, Ryan Adams, he, uh, kind of, sort of, asked me.." She finally spit out, wincing a little.
Gordo just stood there, not saying anything for a minute. He had waited too long, and now everyone else was starting to realize what an incredible person she was. He had missed his chance.
Lizzie stood there, waiting for some sort of response from Gordo. He looked as though he'd been punched in the stomach or something.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ If it's coming over you
Like it's coming over me
I'm crashing like a tidal wave
That drags me out to the sea ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"So," Gordo finally spoke. "You're gonna go with him?" He winced as he said it out loud.
Lizzie looked at Gordo, his eyes were full of pain. Why? Did he really like her that much? If so, how come he had never said anything?
"Well, um.yeah." Lizzie stammered. "I mean, it's not like we were going as each other's dates, right? And its tomorrow, and I dunno, I've never been to a dance with an actual date." She rationalized.
His face kept falling.
"We can still hang out." She replied. "At the dance, I mean." Lizzie struggled to cheer him up. She wished he could just ask her, that he wasn't such a chicken. But she couldn't wait for him forever, could she?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ And I wanna be with you
And you wanna be with me
I'm crashing like a tidal wave
And I don't wanna be
Stranded, stranded, stranded, stranded ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Gordo?" she called out to him.
He snapped out of it. "No that's cool." He tried to act as though this hadn't completely and totally broken his heart. "You guys will have fun."
Gordo grabbed his science book and slammed his locker shut. He turned away from her and headed down the hall.
"Gordo! Wait!" Lizzie called.
"I gotta go, I don't want to be late for social studies." He replied, walking away.
Lizzie took her head in her hands. What had she done? Probably ruined the best relationship she had with anyone.
"I'm sorry Gordo." She remarked quietly, almost to herself.
Meanwhile, Gordo had entered the classroom, and taken a seat. He placed his books on the desk, and then put his head down. He couldn't believe how much this hurt. He thought it was hard enough liking her without her seeing someone else. He didn't know how he would ever face her again.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I can only take so much
These tears are turning me to rust
I know you're waiting there for me to
come back ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lizzie sauntered into social studies after the bell.
"Nice of you to join us, Miss McGuire." Remarked Mr. Digg.
"Sorry." Lizzie replied absentmindedly. "I was..um, bathroom." Was all she could say as she took her seat. She glanced diagonally up at Gordo. He looked so sad. And all she could think of was that she was the one causing his sadness.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ And I wanna be with you
And you wanna be with me
I'm crashing like a tidal wave
And I don't wanna be
Stranded, stranded, stranded, stranded ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Gordo could feel Lizzie's eyes on the back of his head. He knew that she was looking at him, feeling bad for what she had done. But he didn't turn around. He wasn't angry, he was confused. He thought for sure that she knew how he felt. He hadn't come right out and said it, but his behavior lately was a dead giveaway. It saddened him to think that the connection they shared, the one that usually allowed them to sense how the other was feeling, had begun to falter. He was scared that they were growing apart. He didn't want to have to imagine a life without Lizzie. He needed her to know that they were soulmates.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I miss you, I need you
Without you, I'm stranded
I love you so come back ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Little did he know, she had known for her entire life.
TBC!!!