Chapter 2: That's My Girl
Gordo's POV
"Oh, my gosh, OH MY GOSH!" Lizzie squealed. "Gordo, come here!"
"Wait a minute! Can't I just use the bathroom?" I groaned from behind the door.
"NO! Get out here this very minute!" She started pounding on the door. "Hurry! It'll end!"
I quickly washed my hands and rushed out. "What!?" I exclaimed.
She frowned. "Oh, no. It's over."
"What on earth could be so life-shattering on TV that you had to interrupt me while I was in the bathroom?" I asked, plopping down on the couch.
She sat down next to me. "It was nothing." She pouted.
"Come on, Lizzie, tell me!"
I hate suspense.
I could see the ends of her mouth twitching. "On one condition." She giggled.
Conditions. Lizzie, over the past few weeks had become the queen of conditions. Everything had a condition. Just a couple weeks ago she thought that the word 'condition' meant 'hair conditioner', and now it's all she talks about.
And the worst part was, they were mortifying. Like you'd want her to do something, let's say, giving you the remote to the TV, and she says, 'Only if you stand on one leg with my high heels on and hop around singing the words to 'Oops, I Did it Again'. There were embarrassing and annoying.
"What now?" I rolled my eyes.
"Kiss me."
Well, that I could do with pleasure.
I smiled. "Sure."
I closed my eyes and put my hand on her cheek. I passionately kissed her on the lips, tasting her strawberry lipgloss.
"Oh, gross! Get a room or something." A voice filled the room.
We broke apart, and she Lizzie stood up.
"Matt!" She exclaimed. "Get out of here!"
"Why, so you two can start making out again?" He looked at me. "And, Gordo, you could do so much better than my dorky sister."
Actually, no, I couldn't.
"Just go!" She screamed.
"Fine." He started to walk away. "I hope I'm not like this when my hormones kick in."
"Trust me, you won't even get this far." Lizzie grumbled under her breath.
"So, what were you saying?" I asked her.
"Oh, yeah. Guess who's coming here!" She squealed.
"Uh... your cousin?" I guessed.
She rolled her eyes. "No! Kevin Arden, this producer guy! He's making this new show called 'That's My Girl', and he's having the auditions right here in Hillridge at Ren-Mar Studios on Friday! We and Miranda have to audition! What if we made it? We could be on TV!"
My eyes lit up. "Really?"
She nodded.
This would be so cool! I was going to try out for a TV show! What would be even better was that Lizzie might even end up as my girlfriend in the show! Then we could kiss ON television!
"You're not just humoring me, right?" I asked suspiciously.
"No! This is real!" She giggled, and then gasped. "Oh no! What am I going to wear?"
I rolled my eyes. Lizzie would be Lizzie.
Gordo's POV
"Oh, my gosh, OH MY GOSH!" Lizzie squealed. "Gordo, come here!"
"Wait a minute! Can't I just use the bathroom?" I groaned from behind the door.
"NO! Get out here this very minute!" She started pounding on the door. "Hurry! It'll end!"
I quickly washed my hands and rushed out. "What!?" I exclaimed.
She frowned. "Oh, no. It's over."
"What on earth could be so life-shattering on TV that you had to interrupt me while I was in the bathroom?" I asked, plopping down on the couch.
She sat down next to me. "It was nothing." She pouted.
"Come on, Lizzie, tell me!"
I hate suspense.
I could see the ends of her mouth twitching. "On one condition." She giggled.
Conditions. Lizzie, over the past few weeks had become the queen of conditions. Everything had a condition. Just a couple weeks ago she thought that the word 'condition' meant 'hair conditioner', and now it's all she talks about.
And the worst part was, they were mortifying. Like you'd want her to do something, let's say, giving you the remote to the TV, and she says, 'Only if you stand on one leg with my high heels on and hop around singing the words to 'Oops, I Did it Again'. There were embarrassing and annoying.
"What now?" I rolled my eyes.
"Kiss me."
Well, that I could do with pleasure.
I smiled. "Sure."
I closed my eyes and put my hand on her cheek. I passionately kissed her on the lips, tasting her strawberry lipgloss.
"Oh, gross! Get a room or something." A voice filled the room.
We broke apart, and she Lizzie stood up.
"Matt!" She exclaimed. "Get out of here!"
"Why, so you two can start making out again?" He looked at me. "And, Gordo, you could do so much better than my dorky sister."
Actually, no, I couldn't.
"Just go!" She screamed.
"Fine." He started to walk away. "I hope I'm not like this when my hormones kick in."
"Trust me, you won't even get this far." Lizzie grumbled under her breath.
"So, what were you saying?" I asked her.
"Oh, yeah. Guess who's coming here!" She squealed.
"Uh... your cousin?" I guessed.
She rolled her eyes. "No! Kevin Arden, this producer guy! He's making this new show called 'That's My Girl', and he's having the auditions right here in Hillridge at Ren-Mar Studios on Friday! We and Miranda have to audition! What if we made it? We could be on TV!"
My eyes lit up. "Really?"
She nodded.
This would be so cool! I was going to try out for a TV show! What would be even better was that Lizzie might even end up as my girlfriend in the show! Then we could kiss ON television!
"You're not just humoring me, right?" I asked suspiciously.
"No! This is real!" She giggled, and then gasped. "Oh no! What am I going to wear?"
I rolled my eyes. Lizzie would be Lizzie.
