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Chapter 3

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Lizzie's POV

"Aren't you guys freaked out?" I asked, lying on the floor of our apartment.

"That was so random, Lizzie," Miranda laughed, bumping heads with me.

"Ouch! I mean, what are we going to do for the rest of our lives? We can't just lie here forever."

"Well, of course not," Gordo piped up from beside me, "considering that the school owns these apartments, and we have to be out of them by June 15th."

"It's ok, there's still four more weeks," Kate said.

"Actually, it's only three," Larry corrected. "We're leaving on the 8th." He looked around. "Um, are you sure you guys don't need help with the packing. It looks like you kind of need it."

Miranda gave him a look, and threw her pillow at him playfully. I glanced at Gordo. He noticed too. We always thought that Miranda and Larry would make the cutest couple!

"Hey, you guys still didn't answer my question," I said.

"Oh, yeah," Miranda replied. "Well, um, before we can set up the 'Lizzie and Miranda Fashion Boutique,' I'm thinking that we probably need to get jobs."

"Of course," I answered with a smile. "But doesn't it make you scared how we're, like, adults, all of a sudden?"

"Lizzie, I thought we were adults when we turned 18 and came to this place," Gordo said.

"Well, yeah, but, I mean, we're totally on our own now! Sure, we're living at home for the summer, and whatever, but soon we're going to be the ones living by ourselves and paying the bills and starting a family! Aren't you scared the tiniest bit?"

"Now I am, thanks to Lizzie," joked Kate.

"Hey, you're already set," Larry pointed out. "You and Ethan are getting married, buying a home… it's like those projects we did in high school with the toy babies and stuff, except for real."

"What are you doing, Larry?" Miranda asked. Gordo and I shared another look.

"I told you, I got accepted into Princeton for grad school, remember?" Larry reminded us.

"Wow, Princeton," Kate said. "Hey, Gordo, you never told us what you want to do with the rest of your life."

"No, I know what he wants to do!" I said. "He wants to be the next Steven Spielberg!"

We laughed. "Ok, seriously, Gordo, what are you going to do?" Miranda asked.

He was quiet for a moment. "Well, Lizzie, is mostly right, but I'm going to need to climb up the ladder before I can be 'the next Steven Spielberg.'" He paused. "I didn't want to tell you guys before, because I didn't want to jinx my chances, but…I'm going to New York!"

"Oh, wow, New York!" Miranda exclaimed.

"Yeah, I got into NYU film school! Two years!" Gordo said excitedly.

We all hugged him and congratulated him, but I didn't want to tell him how I was really feeling.

I was crushed. Now I wouldn't be able to see Gordo for two years! But all I could do now was put on a smile and be happy for him.

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Gordo's POV

"Aaaah!!!" Lizzie shouted. "Help!"

I ran into her room quickly. "Lizzie, what's wrong?" I asked anxiously.

She slumped over. "I can't lift my bookcase!"

I sighed with relief. "Because you need to take out the books, first, silly." I had thought she was in danger, so now my heart slowed down a little. But not a lot. It didn't have power to do that when Lizzie was around.

"Gordo, is there any chance that we have any more boxes?" she pleaded with her puppy dog eyes. How could I ever resist those beautiful eyes?

"Of course, Lizzie. I'll go get them!"

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