Chapter 10: Confusing

A/N: This might be the last update I have for a long time. Two months, July 15th, to be exact. Why? Vacation. I know it sucks, because I'm going to a place with no internet, no TV, no plugs (for a CD player. DVD player, etc), no radio, no nothing! And no AC, but it'll be 1250F or higher. So please don't get mad at me for not updating, be sorry for me instead. It'll be torture!

Lizzie's POV

"I'm a hazard to myself... don't let me get me..." I sang on the way to my locker.

"Hey, nice to see you smiling." Gordo commented, as he took books out of his locker.

"Nice to see you're not avoiding me anymore."

He rolled his eyes. "That never happened."

"Fine, okay, it didn't." I agreed, not quite sure what he meant by that.

"Oh! Mrs. Kindle told me to come five minutes before homeroom to talk about my extra credit project..." Gordo rushed off.

"Uh, okay." I said, and soon he was gone.

I was all by myself, because for some very odd reason, Miranda was sick today.

Well, I was all by myself until-

"Lizzie!" Ethan exclaimed.

"Hey, Ethan." I said, amazed at how I wasn't nervous around him. "So, what's you're part for 'Romeo and Juliet?"

"Uh... I got that one dude, Greg." Ethan said.

"Greg?" I asked. There was no such part in the play.

Ethan looked confused. "You know, your servant?"

Ohhh. That made much more sense. "You mean, Gregory?"

"Yeah." He rolled his head around. "Him." He looked as if he were nervous about something, but I knew that was impossible.

Animated Lizzie: Ethan may not be able to remember the parts in Romeo and Juliet, but he sure does remember how to dress and act around girls!

"Yo, listen, Lizzie. Um... I got these free movie tickets... well, actually Tawny did... but whatever. So, um, do you wanna go with me...?" He asked, stumbling on every few words.

I froze. This was not happening... was it?

Animated Lizzie: This is the part where the alarm clock always goes off... wait, I've said that many times before, haven't I?

I became speechless. It was an exact reply of what had happened with Frankie. I didn't know how to react, what to say. It was so weird. I mean, why wasn't I more excited? If Ethan had asked me out a week ago, I would have been thrilled. What had happened over the past week? What changed that?

"Sure." I smiled brightly.

"Really?"

I nodded.

"Cool! Pick you up, eight o'clock, Friday night." He walked off, leaving me stunned.

The bell rang, and I walked to homeroom, still trying to make sense of what Ethan had just said.

***

"Oh... that's, um... great." Gordo said.

I looked at him strangely. There was something totally freaky going on with him, I knew it. I mean, what kind of person says, 'That's, um, great' when you tell him that you've been asked out by your crush?

"I mean, I bet you'll have a great time." He smiled weakly and dug into his cafeteria food (if that's what you want to call it).

"I know. He says maybe we'll see..." I trailed off, and noticed that Gordo wasn't listening to me.

In fact, he wasn't even sitting next to me anymore.