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"Gordo I have to go." Lizzie quickly jumped up from her position on the ground, and began gathering her things.
"Why?" Gordo looked at her. He quickly sat up as well, "Are you feeling alright? Did I say something wrong?" He began to gather his things as well, all the time looking at Lizzie.
She could feel his deep eyes penetrating her mind, and she was sure he knew. "No, nothing wrong. I just forgot that my mom wants me up early tomorrow. Sorry Gordo." She began to quickly walk away, afraid to turn around. She was afraid to look her best friend in the eye. She knew love could do strange things to a person, but this was ridiculous.
"Bye Gordo! I'll talk to you tomorrow." Lizzie quickly shouted as she stumbled out of the park. She wanted to shed her tears alone. She couldn't bear for Gordo to see them, she hated crying around him, just hated it. As soon as she knew she was a safe distance from him, she let go. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks, blurring her vision as she walked. So much in fact, that it wasn't until she was on her butt staring upward that she realized she wasn't the only one on the sidewalk.
"Umm, Liz-ay, are you alright?" asked Ethan Craft's smooth voice. Shock jerked Lizzie out of her barrage of tears. She stared at him intently, mentally deciding if this was a person she wanted to call hers. "Do I have something on my face or something?" Ethan asked her.
"Oh, no." She blinked. "Hi Ethan." She stood up quickly, brushing off her pants. This was what Gordo wanted, wasn't it? Her and Ethan to be close? She took the next big step. She slowly slinked her arm through Ethan's and said, "About what you asked me the other day. I've made up my mind. My answer is yes."
Ethan stared at her. "Umm, I don't know what you're talking about. Which other day?" He stopped walking. Lizzie stared at him in disbelief. She knew he wasn't exactly the brightest crayon in the box, but this shocked her.
"At least you have nice hair." Lizzie mumbled under her breath.
"Huh?" Ethan asked. Lizzie just smiled at him.
"The last day of school, you asked me to go out with you some time?" Lizzie said. She used her hands in hopes to make it easier for him to understand.
"Oh! That." Ethan said. "Yeah, will you go out with me sometime?" He asked earnestly. Lizzie couldn't help but stare again.
"Yes Ethan I will." Lizzie sighed. This was going to be a long date.
A/N: Eh, wow it's been a really long time since I've written anything. I'm really sorry, but this story just wasn't as easy. Mostly because it has more interaction with Ethan, and I desperately hate Ethan. ( Well, I'm back and raring to go. I have ideas finally. ( School starts soon though, so we'll see how well the chapters come out. Finally, to all the loyal ones still reading this: yay! To the new ones: Check out my other story: "Little Known: The Secret Keeper" It's the companion story to this. It'll help things make sense.
"Gordo I have to go." Lizzie quickly jumped up from her position on the ground, and began gathering her things.
"Why?" Gordo looked at her. He quickly sat up as well, "Are you feeling alright? Did I say something wrong?" He began to gather his things as well, all the time looking at Lizzie.
She could feel his deep eyes penetrating her mind, and she was sure he knew. "No, nothing wrong. I just forgot that my mom wants me up early tomorrow. Sorry Gordo." She began to quickly walk away, afraid to turn around. She was afraid to look her best friend in the eye. She knew love could do strange things to a person, but this was ridiculous.
"Bye Gordo! I'll talk to you tomorrow." Lizzie quickly shouted as she stumbled out of the park. She wanted to shed her tears alone. She couldn't bear for Gordo to see them, she hated crying around him, just hated it. As soon as she knew she was a safe distance from him, she let go. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks, blurring her vision as she walked. So much in fact, that it wasn't until she was on her butt staring upward that she realized she wasn't the only one on the sidewalk.
"Umm, Liz-ay, are you alright?" asked Ethan Craft's smooth voice. Shock jerked Lizzie out of her barrage of tears. She stared at him intently, mentally deciding if this was a person she wanted to call hers. "Do I have something on my face or something?" Ethan asked her.
"Oh, no." She blinked. "Hi Ethan." She stood up quickly, brushing off her pants. This was what Gordo wanted, wasn't it? Her and Ethan to be close? She took the next big step. She slowly slinked her arm through Ethan's and said, "About what you asked me the other day. I've made up my mind. My answer is yes."
Ethan stared at her. "Umm, I don't know what you're talking about. Which other day?" He stopped walking. Lizzie stared at him in disbelief. She knew he wasn't exactly the brightest crayon in the box, but this shocked her.
"At least you have nice hair." Lizzie mumbled under her breath.
"Huh?" Ethan asked. Lizzie just smiled at him.
"The last day of school, you asked me to go out with you some time?" Lizzie said. She used her hands in hopes to make it easier for him to understand.
"Oh! That." Ethan said. "Yeah, will you go out with me sometime?" He asked earnestly. Lizzie couldn't help but stare again.
"Yes Ethan I will." Lizzie sighed. This was going to be a long date.
A/N: Eh, wow it's been a really long time since I've written anything. I'm really sorry, but this story just wasn't as easy. Mostly because it has more interaction with Ethan, and I desperately hate Ethan. ( Well, I'm back and raring to go. I have ideas finally. ( School starts soon though, so we'll see how well the chapters come out. Finally, to all the loyal ones still reading this: yay! To the new ones: Check out my other story: "Little Known: The Secret Keeper" It's the companion story to this. It'll help things make sense.