A/N: I really don't have much to say. As always. I'm a rather boring person
I suppose.
Reviews:
Dancer chick1: Gordo is the man. I can't deny that fact. Why are you thanking me? I'm the one who should thank you. And every other reviewer.
Tanguay40: Yes, well, you'll understand once you read the inspirations chapter. It'll all make sense. Because, in reality, this is a plot that was done on a show a few years back. With two people kinda like our Lizzie and Gordo. And I'm giving away too much. This chapter should make you happy though.
I3itterSweet: First of all, thank you for reading Poolside Interests and Friends or more? And reviewing. Secondly, thanks for reading this and reviewing. No, um, this story is definitely nothing like my previous three stories. Which is why I did it.
Chapter 5: Realizations
~Lizzie~
He saw me. I know he saw me. And he still proceeded to kiss her. I loathe her. More than I used to. She's a bitch. And I've known since the day I met her that she wanted Gordo. And of course, now, when we're having a few problems in our relationship she has to go and do that.
And he let her. But really, why shouldn't he let her? It's not like we're still together. There's nothing for him to be not wanting to kiss random girls whom I hate. And he knows I don't like her.
He's doing all of this just to spite me. I know it. He's just trying to find some sort of justification and keep his pride or whatever about all of this. There's no way in hell I'll ever believe that he wanted to kiss her. None. Ever.
But he wasn't exactly looking upset while kissing her. Why did I have to walk in then? Was there some reason for it? Was I supposed to see that? Just to make me hate myself even more? Because, honestly, I do. Whoever's plan it was to make me walk in when I did. Congratulations. You made me feel pain. Utter pain.
Seeing the one person you want to see for the rest of your life do that. It's just not right. I didn't outright in front of Gordo kiss anyone. I couldn't do that. How could he look at me and then kiss her? Does he have no feeling?
"Liz? You gonna be okay?" Rachel, Kate and Claire, my roommates on this trip, came into our room which I had just entered.
"I'm fine." I shot back.
"Then why are you crying?"
"Because I have something in my eye." Who believes that?
"Come on. It's alright to be upset about it. Gordo just overreacted." Rachel offered.
"No. He didn't."
The three of them stood at the other end of the room. Not sure of what to do or say next.
"Listen, can you guys just leave me alone for a little bit? I'd really appreciate it." I said, turning to them, tears streaming down my face.
They nodded and walked back towards the door. Rachel turned and mouthed "I'm sorry" before leaving.
Yeah, so am I. I grabbed my CD case and found the first mix CD I'd made. I put it into my Discman and forwarded to number 17. Incubus's "I Miss You." (A/N: Great song! I would normally include the lyrics now, but I figure there's a song later on [not this chapter] so I'll just hold off until it's important.)
~Gordo~
Lizzie saw me kissing Jenn. This was classic. It was like a movie or something. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little bit happy seeing Lizzie when I kissed her either. She just deserved it, I guess. Something like that.
After the kiss, more people came into the hot tub. And I proceeded to feel uncomfortable. I excused myself and went for my towel.
Thankfully, Jenn didn't excuse herself. So I didn't have to deal with that right now. Which is good because I don't know how to deal with it at all. I've never really been in this type of situation. Was there some set of rules I have to follow now?
"You done?" Jack asked, looking up from his magazine.
"Yup. Let's head on up."
"You surprised me you know that?" Jack suddenly said at the elevator.
"With what?"
"The girl of your supposed dreams walks in. Granted, you hate her at the moment, but that doesn't cancel out the love you've had for her since before I met you. And instead of sulking, like you normally would, you get some action."
"Oh. You saw that?"
"Yeah. I saw that. And I saw something you didn't."
"What?" I replied, not really caring what he had to say.
"The girl of your dreams. Crying."
She cried? "Really?" I try to feign apathy. Try being the operative word.
"Didn't even try to hide it. Until she ran out." He reasoned.
"Are you trying to make feel guilty or something? Do you think I should forgive her?"
"I just thought you'd like to know."
"I don't understand you."
'That's the point. We have a visitor." He pointed towards our door and I saw Jenn standing there waving to me.
"Hi Jenn. What brings you to our room?" I said once we were closer.
"Well. I wanted to come back up to my room. But silly me. Forgot my key. And I wouldn't want to bother the girls downstairs since you two were on your way up and our rooms our adjoining."
"Sure. You can wait with us until they get back. We could use company." Jack said before I could get a word in. I glared at him and he just shrugged. I shook my head and put the key card in.
"Well, I'm going to jump into the shower. Get this chlorine off of me." Jack grabbed a change of clothes and winked at me. Why was I friends with him? Anyone want to remind me?
"So, Jenn." I put my hands into my pockets, rocking back and forth.
"Gordo." She semi-mocked me. "Sit down." She patted the spot next to her on the bed.
"That's alright. I'm good here." She pouted.
"Fine, I'll just come to you." She got up and walked towards me. "Now, where were we before everyone jumped into the water with us?" She brushed a piece of hair out of my eyes and giggled.
I chose not to respond. She took this as me wanting more. But did I want more? We're about to find out.
She kissed me again. This time, I saw no Lizzie. I only saw Jenn. I was finally given the opportunity to really pay attention to the kiss and figure it out.
There's been this theory that has floated around for years. You kiss a person. Sure, some people feel automatic attraction and love during that kiss. Like when I would kiss Lizzie. But, that's not the point. The point is, when you pull out of the kiss, do you like what you see? Are you happy with it? If you are, kudos. If you aren't, move on.
We pulled apart. I didn't feel those Lizzie emotions during the kiss so now was judgment time. I'm not going to lie and say Jenn isn't good looking, but I don't like what I see.
And I probably never will. "I'm sorry, Jenn. But, I can't." I say walking away from her.
She sighs. "Whatever."
A/N: Cheeseburger Paradise. Jimmy Buffett, my friends. I like mine with lettuce and tomato Heinz 57. Great stuff. Eleanor Rigby picks up her rice. Sorry, my CD has taken me over. Review!
Reviews:
Dancer chick1: Gordo is the man. I can't deny that fact. Why are you thanking me? I'm the one who should thank you. And every other reviewer.
Tanguay40: Yes, well, you'll understand once you read the inspirations chapter. It'll all make sense. Because, in reality, this is a plot that was done on a show a few years back. With two people kinda like our Lizzie and Gordo. And I'm giving away too much. This chapter should make you happy though.
I3itterSweet: First of all, thank you for reading Poolside Interests and Friends or more? And reviewing. Secondly, thanks for reading this and reviewing. No, um, this story is definitely nothing like my previous three stories. Which is why I did it.
Chapter 5: Realizations
~Lizzie~
He saw me. I know he saw me. And he still proceeded to kiss her. I loathe her. More than I used to. She's a bitch. And I've known since the day I met her that she wanted Gordo. And of course, now, when we're having a few problems in our relationship she has to go and do that.
And he let her. But really, why shouldn't he let her? It's not like we're still together. There's nothing for him to be not wanting to kiss random girls whom I hate. And he knows I don't like her.
He's doing all of this just to spite me. I know it. He's just trying to find some sort of justification and keep his pride or whatever about all of this. There's no way in hell I'll ever believe that he wanted to kiss her. None. Ever.
But he wasn't exactly looking upset while kissing her. Why did I have to walk in then? Was there some reason for it? Was I supposed to see that? Just to make me hate myself even more? Because, honestly, I do. Whoever's plan it was to make me walk in when I did. Congratulations. You made me feel pain. Utter pain.
Seeing the one person you want to see for the rest of your life do that. It's just not right. I didn't outright in front of Gordo kiss anyone. I couldn't do that. How could he look at me and then kiss her? Does he have no feeling?
"Liz? You gonna be okay?" Rachel, Kate and Claire, my roommates on this trip, came into our room which I had just entered.
"I'm fine." I shot back.
"Then why are you crying?"
"Because I have something in my eye." Who believes that?
"Come on. It's alright to be upset about it. Gordo just overreacted." Rachel offered.
"No. He didn't."
The three of them stood at the other end of the room. Not sure of what to do or say next.
"Listen, can you guys just leave me alone for a little bit? I'd really appreciate it." I said, turning to them, tears streaming down my face.
They nodded and walked back towards the door. Rachel turned and mouthed "I'm sorry" before leaving.
Yeah, so am I. I grabbed my CD case and found the first mix CD I'd made. I put it into my Discman and forwarded to number 17. Incubus's "I Miss You." (A/N: Great song! I would normally include the lyrics now, but I figure there's a song later on [not this chapter] so I'll just hold off until it's important.)
~Gordo~
Lizzie saw me kissing Jenn. This was classic. It was like a movie or something. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little bit happy seeing Lizzie when I kissed her either. She just deserved it, I guess. Something like that.
After the kiss, more people came into the hot tub. And I proceeded to feel uncomfortable. I excused myself and went for my towel.
Thankfully, Jenn didn't excuse herself. So I didn't have to deal with that right now. Which is good because I don't know how to deal with it at all. I've never really been in this type of situation. Was there some set of rules I have to follow now?
"You done?" Jack asked, looking up from his magazine.
"Yup. Let's head on up."
"You surprised me you know that?" Jack suddenly said at the elevator.
"With what?"
"The girl of your supposed dreams walks in. Granted, you hate her at the moment, but that doesn't cancel out the love you've had for her since before I met you. And instead of sulking, like you normally would, you get some action."
"Oh. You saw that?"
"Yeah. I saw that. And I saw something you didn't."
"What?" I replied, not really caring what he had to say.
"The girl of your dreams. Crying."
She cried? "Really?" I try to feign apathy. Try being the operative word.
"Didn't even try to hide it. Until she ran out." He reasoned.
"Are you trying to make feel guilty or something? Do you think I should forgive her?"
"I just thought you'd like to know."
"I don't understand you."
'That's the point. We have a visitor." He pointed towards our door and I saw Jenn standing there waving to me.
"Hi Jenn. What brings you to our room?" I said once we were closer.
"Well. I wanted to come back up to my room. But silly me. Forgot my key. And I wouldn't want to bother the girls downstairs since you two were on your way up and our rooms our adjoining."
"Sure. You can wait with us until they get back. We could use company." Jack said before I could get a word in. I glared at him and he just shrugged. I shook my head and put the key card in.
"Well, I'm going to jump into the shower. Get this chlorine off of me." Jack grabbed a change of clothes and winked at me. Why was I friends with him? Anyone want to remind me?
"So, Jenn." I put my hands into my pockets, rocking back and forth.
"Gordo." She semi-mocked me. "Sit down." She patted the spot next to her on the bed.
"That's alright. I'm good here." She pouted.
"Fine, I'll just come to you." She got up and walked towards me. "Now, where were we before everyone jumped into the water with us?" She brushed a piece of hair out of my eyes and giggled.
I chose not to respond. She took this as me wanting more. But did I want more? We're about to find out.
She kissed me again. This time, I saw no Lizzie. I only saw Jenn. I was finally given the opportunity to really pay attention to the kiss and figure it out.
There's been this theory that has floated around for years. You kiss a person. Sure, some people feel automatic attraction and love during that kiss. Like when I would kiss Lizzie. But, that's not the point. The point is, when you pull out of the kiss, do you like what you see? Are you happy with it? If you are, kudos. If you aren't, move on.
We pulled apart. I didn't feel those Lizzie emotions during the kiss so now was judgment time. I'm not going to lie and say Jenn isn't good looking, but I don't like what I see.
And I probably never will. "I'm sorry, Jenn. But, I can't." I say walking away from her.
She sighs. "Whatever."
A/N: Cheeseburger Paradise. Jimmy Buffett, my friends. I like mine with lettuce and tomato Heinz 57. Great stuff. Eleanor Rigby picks up her rice. Sorry, my CD has taken me over. Review!
