A/N: I've been saying for a long time that I haven't been able to think of
anything for Lizzie and Gordo to endure. My original plan for them just
wasn't working with me. I'm excited to finally be able to say I have an
idea. I was planning on making this a whole story, but I figured it would
do better in this story. I probably couldn't make a whole story out of this
idea anyways. I have changed not only my original plan for L/G in this
story, but also for the one I was going to write. This episode or whatever
you want to call it, may be short and sweet. Well, not too sweet. But only
a few chapters compared to the others. I haven't yet decided if the movie
comes into play. We'll see. It might not be important. This chapter and
most likely all the ones are shortish. This is more of an introductory.
Chapter 1: Deceit
% March - Junior Year %
~ Lizzie~
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, everyone! I am right now lugging a huge suitcase through the airport. But, I am being serious, it is a beautiful day. Because I am having the best month of my life. I'm now right now heading towards my gate and then I am jetting off to Florida for spring break. And then, when I come home, I'm going to Washington D.C. I'm so excited for both trips. I'm going with a bunch of other juniors from school, but it isn't a school sponsored trip. It will be educational and all, but I don't care. It's going to be the trip of a lifetime.
I really don't like planes. I guess I have a slight fear of heights and all. I don't know. They're just scary. But, I've been on numerous flights and I still somehow make it through. The fear is still there, though.
I walked onto the plane and sat down in my window seat. My mom sat down next to me and handed me a piece of gum.
"Thanks." I said popping the piece into my mouth. I have to have gum every time I fly. It's supposed to stop your ears from popping, but mine still do. I still have to have the gum every time.
Miranda was supposed to come with us, but now that Olivia is sick, she couldn't leave. She can't even come to D.C. with us. It really sucks that she has to stay at home and miss out on all of it. I would stay with her, but these tickets were already reserved. And well, I've always wanted to go see all the monuments and I don't know. I guess I just want the escape from all the drab. Sue me. It's just a little depressing seeing Miranda now, knowing Olivia is really sick and there's nothing anyone can do.
So a few days in Florida and D.C. won't hurt. Plus, when we're in Washington, I'll be missing school.
The seatbelt sign reappears and we have arrived.
My dad and mom did the whole rental car thing while Matt and I found all of our bags. Luckily, none had gotten lost or sent to the wrong place like on previous trips.
We're staying at some Flamingo Motel in Panama City Beach. I don't know. Someone recommended it to my dad. They said it was a nice place and it was right on the beach. It isn't supposed to glamorous or anything.
We found it pretty fast. It definitely wasn't anything special. It looked a little run down, but it was still decent.
I walked around the place while my parents checked in. It really was rather nice in the back. There was one pool off towards the beach and one in the center of the building, but still outside. There was also this little jungle thing that looked really cool. It had a path to walk through and everything.
I smiled. I actually might grow to like this place.
"Lizzie, Matt! Come on you two, we're unloading the car." My mom waved us over.
"Coming." I went over to the car and pulled out my suitcase. Luckily, we were in a room on the first floor. And, it was right by the pool in the center of the building and the jungle thing.
I found out that even though the pool closed at midnight, no one ever came to close it. Swimming into the wee hours of the morning was just what I needed. But it's nice that it doesn't close.
There weren't a lot of teenagers. They were a few little kids and a lot of college guys. I had yet to see anyone still in high school, besides Matt. Which wasn't so horrible.
Then, on the second night. I saw him. His name is Ryan. And he is gorgeous. He was tall, dark, and handsome. And he had amazing green eyes. Best part he was 17. Like me.
Although, I wasn't looking for love, or even a crush here, I'm not going to lie and say I wasn't completely attracted to the boy. Because, well, I was.
We got along well enough. I really didn't learn that much about him during the trip. Just where he lives, hobbies, music interests, some favorite books, movies, just getting to know each other.
But, on my last night. That sort of changed.
He kissed me.
And surprisingly, I kissed him back.
I know I'll never even talk to Ryan again, and it was a one time only thing, and I'm overjoyed that I felt absolutely nothing during that kiss.
It was all pure lust. Minor break in life and I experienced one moment where I was just acting on my hormones, I suppose.
But, now, I'm on the plane home.
And I couldn't be happier. Well, I could.
What am I supposed to tell him? I've never been good at lying, and he knows when I lie. He deserves to know. But I just can't come out and say, "Hey, Gordo, good to see you. I cheated on you." Break. His. Heart. Maybe I just won't say anything. What he doesn't know can't hurt him, right? We'll see how that one lasts. I give myself two hours. Tops. He can't break up with me, he just can't. I would die.
A/N: This isn't going to be your basic Lizzie cheats on Gordo, he finds out in some odd way and they eventually reconcile. They will eventually reconcile because it is me and it is Lizzie and Gordo. But still. There will be some things that you won't be expecting. Review! I actually have stayed at a Flamingo Motel in Panama City Beach, Florida. I don't know if it's still there though.
Chapter 1: Deceit
% March - Junior Year %
~ Lizzie~
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, everyone! I am right now lugging a huge suitcase through the airport. But, I am being serious, it is a beautiful day. Because I am having the best month of my life. I'm now right now heading towards my gate and then I am jetting off to Florida for spring break. And then, when I come home, I'm going to Washington D.C. I'm so excited for both trips. I'm going with a bunch of other juniors from school, but it isn't a school sponsored trip. It will be educational and all, but I don't care. It's going to be the trip of a lifetime.
I really don't like planes. I guess I have a slight fear of heights and all. I don't know. They're just scary. But, I've been on numerous flights and I still somehow make it through. The fear is still there, though.
I walked onto the plane and sat down in my window seat. My mom sat down next to me and handed me a piece of gum.
"Thanks." I said popping the piece into my mouth. I have to have gum every time I fly. It's supposed to stop your ears from popping, but mine still do. I still have to have the gum every time.
Miranda was supposed to come with us, but now that Olivia is sick, she couldn't leave. She can't even come to D.C. with us. It really sucks that she has to stay at home and miss out on all of it. I would stay with her, but these tickets were already reserved. And well, I've always wanted to go see all the monuments and I don't know. I guess I just want the escape from all the drab. Sue me. It's just a little depressing seeing Miranda now, knowing Olivia is really sick and there's nothing anyone can do.
So a few days in Florida and D.C. won't hurt. Plus, when we're in Washington, I'll be missing school.
The seatbelt sign reappears and we have arrived.
My dad and mom did the whole rental car thing while Matt and I found all of our bags. Luckily, none had gotten lost or sent to the wrong place like on previous trips.
We're staying at some Flamingo Motel in Panama City Beach. I don't know. Someone recommended it to my dad. They said it was a nice place and it was right on the beach. It isn't supposed to glamorous or anything.
We found it pretty fast. It definitely wasn't anything special. It looked a little run down, but it was still decent.
I walked around the place while my parents checked in. It really was rather nice in the back. There was one pool off towards the beach and one in the center of the building, but still outside. There was also this little jungle thing that looked really cool. It had a path to walk through and everything.
I smiled. I actually might grow to like this place.
"Lizzie, Matt! Come on you two, we're unloading the car." My mom waved us over.
"Coming." I went over to the car and pulled out my suitcase. Luckily, we were in a room on the first floor. And, it was right by the pool in the center of the building and the jungle thing.
I found out that even though the pool closed at midnight, no one ever came to close it. Swimming into the wee hours of the morning was just what I needed. But it's nice that it doesn't close.
There weren't a lot of teenagers. They were a few little kids and a lot of college guys. I had yet to see anyone still in high school, besides Matt. Which wasn't so horrible.
Then, on the second night. I saw him. His name is Ryan. And he is gorgeous. He was tall, dark, and handsome. And he had amazing green eyes. Best part he was 17. Like me.
Although, I wasn't looking for love, or even a crush here, I'm not going to lie and say I wasn't completely attracted to the boy. Because, well, I was.
We got along well enough. I really didn't learn that much about him during the trip. Just where he lives, hobbies, music interests, some favorite books, movies, just getting to know each other.
But, on my last night. That sort of changed.
He kissed me.
And surprisingly, I kissed him back.
I know I'll never even talk to Ryan again, and it was a one time only thing, and I'm overjoyed that I felt absolutely nothing during that kiss.
It was all pure lust. Minor break in life and I experienced one moment where I was just acting on my hormones, I suppose.
But, now, I'm on the plane home.
And I couldn't be happier. Well, I could.
What am I supposed to tell him? I've never been good at lying, and he knows when I lie. He deserves to know. But I just can't come out and say, "Hey, Gordo, good to see you. I cheated on you." Break. His. Heart. Maybe I just won't say anything. What he doesn't know can't hurt him, right? We'll see how that one lasts. I give myself two hours. Tops. He can't break up with me, he just can't. I would die.
A/N: This isn't going to be your basic Lizzie cheats on Gordo, he finds out in some odd way and they eventually reconcile. They will eventually reconcile because it is me and it is Lizzie and Gordo. But still. There will be some things that you won't be expecting. Review! I actually have stayed at a Flamingo Motel in Panama City Beach, Florida. I don't know if it's still there though.
