A/N- I hope you like this chapter! I think the story is almost over. But I'm running out of
ideas. So, email me at whitney42389@yahoo.com and give me some ideas if you have any! I'd
love to hear them! Thanks a bunches! Love ya!! ~Whitney
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Lizzie and Gordo neared Lizzie's front door, they decided that they would tell her parents
that night after dinner. And it was very nerve-racking too.
"Lizzie, are you sure I should be here when you tell them? I mean your Dad will go all crazy
on me." Gordo said.
"No Gordo, I think that we should do this together. And tomorrow, I'll go to your house for dinner
and we'll tell your parents." Lizzie replied.
"Alright, if you say so."
"Don't worry. They know you already. And I think that they knew it was coming." Lizzie told
him.
"Okay. Here it goes!" They both said in unison.
They walked through the door, to find Mr. and Mrs. McGuire in the kitchen.
"Um, hi Mr. and Mrs. McGuire." Gordo said obviously nervous.
"Hi Gordo. Are you staying for Dinner?" asked Jo. She acted as if she had never seen the two
kissing in the park.
"Sure. If that's okay. I'll call my parents to see if it's okay." And with that Gordo went
to the Livingroom and called his parents.
Meanwhile, when he was doing so, Jo started up an unusual conversation.
"So, Lizzie....what's up with you and Gordo latley?" Jo asked.
"Um, what do you mean?" Lizzie asked. She was starting to get nervous.
"Well, I saw him looking at you differently that's all."
Lizzie was happy her Dad had left the room to watch the "Iron Chef" or something. You
could never really tell with him.
"Oh, um, well...I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You see..we're-"
"Going out." Jo interupted.
"How did you...I mean when did you....are you upset?"
"No Lizzie, I'm not upset. But I am dissapointed that you didn't come to me. I mean, I thought
you knew that I'm there for you when you need to talk."
"I know. I just....actually we didn't know how you guys were going to react. I'm sorry. But if
it helps any, we were going to tell you after dinner."
"Well, it helps a little. I'm not as mad anymore. But, you do know that there can be no more
sleepovers, and sruff like that right?"
"Yeah. I kinda realized that."
"So....when did you find out?"
"This afternoon. I kind of saw you two at the park." Mrs Mcguire said rather embarassingly.
"Wait. Y- You were spying on me?!" Lizzie exclaimed.
"No no no, it wasn't spying. I just coincidentaly saw you. I give you my word."
Just the Gordo walked in.
"Hey. Is there anything I can do to help with dinner? My parents said it was okay." Gordo said.
"Gordo, um, she found out." Lizzie said quietly to her boyfriend.
"About.....what?"
Lizzie gave him a look like 'duh'. 'Guys...' Lizzie thought.
"Oh! Uh......"
Gordo just stood there. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know if he should run home, or
sit down, and maturly talk about it.
"Gordo. It's okay. Really. It's not that different really." Mrs Mcguire assured him.
"Does Mr. McGuire know?"
"No. But you kids don't worry about it. I'll take care of him." Mrs. McGuire said.
"Thanks Mom." Lizzie replied.
"No prblem. Now you two. Help me set the table!" Mrs McGuire told them.
Then the three of them started to set the table. everything was going to be okay. But,
Gordo was alittle worried about what his parents would say....not to mention Mr. Mcguire.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N- I am so sorry it took so long to update! I hoped you liked it! And remember to reveiw!
ideas. So, email me at whitney42389@yahoo.com and give me some ideas if you have any! I'd
love to hear them! Thanks a bunches! Love ya!! ~Whitney
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Lizzie and Gordo neared Lizzie's front door, they decided that they would tell her parents
that night after dinner. And it was very nerve-racking too.
"Lizzie, are you sure I should be here when you tell them? I mean your Dad will go all crazy
on me." Gordo said.
"No Gordo, I think that we should do this together. And tomorrow, I'll go to your house for dinner
and we'll tell your parents." Lizzie replied.
"Alright, if you say so."
"Don't worry. They know you already. And I think that they knew it was coming." Lizzie told
him.
"Okay. Here it goes!" They both said in unison.
They walked through the door, to find Mr. and Mrs. McGuire in the kitchen.
"Um, hi Mr. and Mrs. McGuire." Gordo said obviously nervous.
"Hi Gordo. Are you staying for Dinner?" asked Jo. She acted as if she had never seen the two
kissing in the park.
"Sure. If that's okay. I'll call my parents to see if it's okay." And with that Gordo went
to the Livingroom and called his parents.
Meanwhile, when he was doing so, Jo started up an unusual conversation.
"So, Lizzie....what's up with you and Gordo latley?" Jo asked.
"Um, what do you mean?" Lizzie asked. She was starting to get nervous.
"Well, I saw him looking at you differently that's all."
Lizzie was happy her Dad had left the room to watch the "Iron Chef" or something. You
could never really tell with him.
"Oh, um, well...I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You see..we're-"
"Going out." Jo interupted.
"How did you...I mean when did you....are you upset?"
"No Lizzie, I'm not upset. But I am dissapointed that you didn't come to me. I mean, I thought
you knew that I'm there for you when you need to talk."
"I know. I just....actually we didn't know how you guys were going to react. I'm sorry. But if
it helps any, we were going to tell you after dinner."
"Well, it helps a little. I'm not as mad anymore. But, you do know that there can be no more
sleepovers, and sruff like that right?"
"Yeah. I kinda realized that."
"So....when did you find out?"
"This afternoon. I kind of saw you two at the park." Mrs Mcguire said rather embarassingly.
"Wait. Y- You were spying on me?!" Lizzie exclaimed.
"No no no, it wasn't spying. I just coincidentaly saw you. I give you my word."
Just the Gordo walked in.
"Hey. Is there anything I can do to help with dinner? My parents said it was okay." Gordo said.
"Gordo, um, she found out." Lizzie said quietly to her boyfriend.
"About.....what?"
Lizzie gave him a look like 'duh'. 'Guys...' Lizzie thought.
"Oh! Uh......"
Gordo just stood there. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know if he should run home, or
sit down, and maturly talk about it.
"Gordo. It's okay. Really. It's not that different really." Mrs Mcguire assured him.
"Does Mr. McGuire know?"
"No. But you kids don't worry about it. I'll take care of him." Mrs. McGuire said.
"Thanks Mom." Lizzie replied.
"No prblem. Now you two. Help me set the table!" Mrs McGuire told them.
Then the three of them started to set the table. everything was going to be okay. But,
Gordo was alittle worried about what his parents would say....not to mention Mr. Mcguire.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N- I am so sorry it took so long to update! I hoped you liked it! And remember to reveiw!