Chapter 10: Jealousy
A/N: LOL, I love you guys's reviews. Even though there were only, what, three, seven...? I dunno. But I'll make one thing clear: Gordo is not cheating on Lizzie, and Miranda is not hitting on Gordo... that'd make an interesting plot, though... hmm... I think I'll think about that. ^_~ I might twist the plot a little here...
And, I know that they needed to sign contracts and blah, blah, blah, but forget that stuff, okay? This is a story. It's not realistic. And the main thing of it is the *relationship*, not the show. So get over it.
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Lizzie's POV
What I had seen the other day was never mentioned. When I asked him why he didn't come, he gave me a flat out true answer;
"Sorry! I almost totally forgot about that! I was with Miranda, practicing our lines." He said, giving me a sympathetic smile. "I'll make it up to you, promise."
I was glad he had told me the truth, because if he hadn't, then it would be clear that he was... I hated to say it... cheated on me.
***
"Come on, Trissa." Mac kissed me on the cheek and I couldn't help but flinch.
"CUT!" The director sighed. "Miss McGuire, it isn't that revolting." He joked.
Yes, it was. It was *very* revolting kissing some kid who followed me everywhere and was so eager to be with me when I had my own boyfriend.
I flashed a smile at Gordo, but he was to busy whispering to Miranda about something. I pretended not to notice.
It was no big deal.
They started the scene over, and by the time the day was done, Mac came up to me and smiled in a way that I knew that it couldn't mean good news.
"Hello, Lizzie." He grinned and shook my hand. I tried not to look too disgusted. "May I question you of something?"
"Um.... sure."
"Would you like to go out, like, on a date or something? I know this very wonderful place..." He smiled again.
Did Mac Namara just ask me out?
Ewww.
What was I going to do now?
"Hey, Lizzie." Gordo put an arm around my waist and kissed my cheek. "I need your help on something... can you come over for a while?"
'Saved!' I looked up to the ceiling quickly to mentally thank God.
"Uh... Mac, I already have a boyfriend." I said, trying to make the statement sound as tame as possible. "Sorry."
"It's Brian!" He snapped. "I mean, oh... well, that's too bad."
I raised my eyebrows and Gordo and I walked out of the warehouse, sighing of relief.
***
I got up the next day, excited. It was finally our five-week anniversary! Gordo had said that he had gotten me something BIG. I bet he had a dinner planned and everything... he's that kind of guy.
"Don't get out of bed, I wanna surprise you." He had said.
I shook my head and stayed in bed, waiting for his phone call, or even better, him in person. I imagined him, bursting through the door, grinning, and holding a bunch of roses. He'd come up to me and hug me, and whisper in my ears, and run the rose petals down my cheek...
But I laid in bed for a long time, and he didn't come. No Gordo, no hug, no rose petals.
This... this wasn't going to be a repeat of the day before, was it?
I got up and grabbed my phone, punching the numbers in as I mentally thought about the reasons why he wasn't here at ten a.m.
"Mrs. Gordon? Is Gordo there?" I asked, twirling my hair around, and biting on the ends of my nails.
"No, sweetheart, I'm sorry, but he left early today." Mrs. Gordon replied.
"Oh... where is he?" I bit my lip.
'I bet he's on his way here.' I thought. 'I bet he's going to come through that door any second now.'
"I believe he went to the Digital Bean with Miranda... something about practicing their lines for the show..."
I gasped to myself. "Oh.. well, thanks." I hung up, feeling mortified.
Gordo had forgotten about our anniversary! Just because he had to hang out with Miranda. It was so unfair! Lately he had been spending so much time with her... and not enough with me! I mean, sure, Miranda was his best friend... but what about me?
I was his girlfriend, and I hadn't even kissed him in three days. I was burning up in anger. Miranda, of all people!
And then it occurred to me.
I was jealous.
***
I creeped around the Digital Bean, trying to find him. Maybe I could practice with them. That would take away all of my jealousy. Right?
If I could *find* them.
Then I saw them in a little corner, attached at the lip.
I almost lost everything I had ever eaten.
Gordo *was* cheating on me. For my best friend. I had to bite the insides of my cheeks to keep from crying. I sat down at a table near them and tried to listen to their conversation.
"Ewwww!" Miranda exclaimed. "I seriously don't understand how Lizzie can do that all the time. It's so sick!"
Gordo groaned. "Well, get used to it. Augh, that stupid show! Why couldn't they just let us be the parts we tried out for?"
She shrugged.
I sighed heavily. Thank the Lord. Gordo wasn't cheating on me. It was just practicing for the show. They weren't really kissing. They were just... practicing.
But I was still green with envy.
"Hello! Fancy running into you here!" I heard a voice from behind me as I concentrated on them.
I almost groaned. "Hey, Mac." I said weakly, spinning around.
He pulled out a chair across from and sat down. "So, what have you been up to lately?"
'If only there were some way to get him to notice me again...' I thought. 'That little creep! Forgot the most important event of our dating history!'
But I knew Gordo wasn't a creep. It was just that he hadn't remembered, and it hurt. Especially the fact that he was here, without even mentioning any of it to me. I thought we were tight. I thought we'd be together forever. And now this stupid show breaks us up?
"Hello, Lizzie?" Mac waved a hand in my face.
I looked at them, then at him and then glanced at Gordo and Miranda once more. I smiled at him smugly.
I had a plan.
A/N: You're just *dying* to know what the plan is, aren't you? Well, too bad, so sad... actually... I think it's in the summary chapter. Oh, well. I guess you have something to look forward to. Long chapter, reviews are appreciated. ^_~
A/N: LOL, I love you guys's reviews. Even though there were only, what, three, seven...? I dunno. But I'll make one thing clear: Gordo is not cheating on Lizzie, and Miranda is not hitting on Gordo... that'd make an interesting plot, though... hmm... I think I'll think about that. ^_~ I might twist the plot a little here...
And, I know that they needed to sign contracts and blah, blah, blah, but forget that stuff, okay? This is a story. It's not realistic. And the main thing of it is the *relationship*, not the show. So get over it.
***
Lizzie's POV
What I had seen the other day was never mentioned. When I asked him why he didn't come, he gave me a flat out true answer;
"Sorry! I almost totally forgot about that! I was with Miranda, practicing our lines." He said, giving me a sympathetic smile. "I'll make it up to you, promise."
I was glad he had told me the truth, because if he hadn't, then it would be clear that he was... I hated to say it... cheated on me.
***
"Come on, Trissa." Mac kissed me on the cheek and I couldn't help but flinch.
"CUT!" The director sighed. "Miss McGuire, it isn't that revolting." He joked.
Yes, it was. It was *very* revolting kissing some kid who followed me everywhere and was so eager to be with me when I had my own boyfriend.
I flashed a smile at Gordo, but he was to busy whispering to Miranda about something. I pretended not to notice.
It was no big deal.
They started the scene over, and by the time the day was done, Mac came up to me and smiled in a way that I knew that it couldn't mean good news.
"Hello, Lizzie." He grinned and shook my hand. I tried not to look too disgusted. "May I question you of something?"
"Um.... sure."
"Would you like to go out, like, on a date or something? I know this very wonderful place..." He smiled again.
Did Mac Namara just ask me out?
Ewww.
What was I going to do now?
"Hey, Lizzie." Gordo put an arm around my waist and kissed my cheek. "I need your help on something... can you come over for a while?"
'Saved!' I looked up to the ceiling quickly to mentally thank God.
"Uh... Mac, I already have a boyfriend." I said, trying to make the statement sound as tame as possible. "Sorry."
"It's Brian!" He snapped. "I mean, oh... well, that's too bad."
I raised my eyebrows and Gordo and I walked out of the warehouse, sighing of relief.
***
I got up the next day, excited. It was finally our five-week anniversary! Gordo had said that he had gotten me something BIG. I bet he had a dinner planned and everything... he's that kind of guy.
"Don't get out of bed, I wanna surprise you." He had said.
I shook my head and stayed in bed, waiting for his phone call, or even better, him in person. I imagined him, bursting through the door, grinning, and holding a bunch of roses. He'd come up to me and hug me, and whisper in my ears, and run the rose petals down my cheek...
But I laid in bed for a long time, and he didn't come. No Gordo, no hug, no rose petals.
This... this wasn't going to be a repeat of the day before, was it?
I got up and grabbed my phone, punching the numbers in as I mentally thought about the reasons why he wasn't here at ten a.m.
"Mrs. Gordon? Is Gordo there?" I asked, twirling my hair around, and biting on the ends of my nails.
"No, sweetheart, I'm sorry, but he left early today." Mrs. Gordon replied.
"Oh... where is he?" I bit my lip.
'I bet he's on his way here.' I thought. 'I bet he's going to come through that door any second now.'
"I believe he went to the Digital Bean with Miranda... something about practicing their lines for the show..."
I gasped to myself. "Oh.. well, thanks." I hung up, feeling mortified.
Gordo had forgotten about our anniversary! Just because he had to hang out with Miranda. It was so unfair! Lately he had been spending so much time with her... and not enough with me! I mean, sure, Miranda was his best friend... but what about me?
I was his girlfriend, and I hadn't even kissed him in three days. I was burning up in anger. Miranda, of all people!
And then it occurred to me.
I was jealous.
***
I creeped around the Digital Bean, trying to find him. Maybe I could practice with them. That would take away all of my jealousy. Right?
If I could *find* them.
Then I saw them in a little corner, attached at the lip.
I almost lost everything I had ever eaten.
Gordo *was* cheating on me. For my best friend. I had to bite the insides of my cheeks to keep from crying. I sat down at a table near them and tried to listen to their conversation.
"Ewwww!" Miranda exclaimed. "I seriously don't understand how Lizzie can do that all the time. It's so sick!"
Gordo groaned. "Well, get used to it. Augh, that stupid show! Why couldn't they just let us be the parts we tried out for?"
She shrugged.
I sighed heavily. Thank the Lord. Gordo wasn't cheating on me. It was just practicing for the show. They weren't really kissing. They were just... practicing.
But I was still green with envy.
"Hello! Fancy running into you here!" I heard a voice from behind me as I concentrated on them.
I almost groaned. "Hey, Mac." I said weakly, spinning around.
He pulled out a chair across from and sat down. "So, what have you been up to lately?"
'If only there were some way to get him to notice me again...' I thought. 'That little creep! Forgot the most important event of our dating history!'
But I knew Gordo wasn't a creep. It was just that he hadn't remembered, and it hurt. Especially the fact that he was here, without even mentioning any of it to me. I thought we were tight. I thought we'd be together forever. And now this stupid show breaks us up?
"Hello, Lizzie?" Mac waved a hand in my face.
I looked at them, then at him and then glanced at Gordo and Miranda once more. I smiled at him smugly.
I had a plan.
A/N: You're just *dying* to know what the plan is, aren't you? Well, too bad, so sad... actually... I think it's in the summary chapter. Oh, well. I guess you have something to look forward to. Long chapter, reviews are appreciated. ^_~
