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Chapter Three
The Long Way Home
Miranda sat on the overcrowded plane trying to sleep. All she could think about though was Lizzie and Gordo. She knew that Gordo really liked Lizzie as more than 'a friend' but was afraid to tell her. "Now he may never have the chance to tell Lizzie how he really feels," she said quietly to herself. The thought of this made her start to cry again. She knew she had to pull herself together before the plane landed or she would never be able to make it through seeing Lizzie in a coma. "Pull yourself together, she needs you now just pull yourself together," she kept telling herself.
Miles away.......
Gordo drove down the highway, with a blank look on his face. The fact that the love of his life was in a coma just had not seemed to sink in yet. He needed some kind of noise, something, anything to try and take his mind off Lizzie possibly dying. He turned on his radio and just thought.
I look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinkin' about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
As she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
"Why didn't you just tell her Gordo, why didn't you just tell her?" Gordo kept asking himself. 'Now she may never know,' he thought. That was when it all sank in, he started to cry, but soon the crying turned into weeping. He couldn't control himself. The thought of never seeing her again was more than he could bear. He started thinking about all the times he had started to tell her how he really felt. First there was the murder mystery party, he had almost told her until her Dad came out onto the porch and said, "Lizzie your missing the eel cooking competition." 'There went that try,' he thought Then he thought about the time he almost told her when Ronnie broke up with her, but lost his nerve. Then there was when he signed her year book, after she kissed him on the cheek he thought about telling her, but didn't. And then when she had the column in the newspaper and all he could manage to tell her was that she gave great advice. But when they were in Rome and SHE kissed HIM, he was really going to tell her but was so shocked by Lizzie's kiss that the only thing he could say was, "Um....Thanks." Now he regretted more than anything not telling her. "Will I ever have the chance now?" he asked himself and started crying again.
*Okay, I know this one was kind of a fill in chapter, but I wrote it at like 12:30 in the morning. I will try to right a good chapter tomorrow when I am not half asleep lol.