CHAPTER 8
A Clean Slate (Gordo's P.O.V.)
"Can we start over?" Lizzie said, pulling out of our hug.
"Sure." I replied. Did this mean she wanted to start over from when we kissed, or start over just being friends? I didn't ask her. I didn't want to bring up the kiss right now.
"We'll start right from where we left off." She said, answering my question and taking a step towards me. I was suddenly very nervous.
"Well...ugh..." I stuttered. "I don't think we can find a plane to get off of right now," she laughed at this. It was good to see her laughing again.
"Hey, me and Miranda are gonna go see a movie tonight. You wanna come?"
"Uh...sure. What movie?"
"Well, we were gonna see Seabiscuit. But, if you don't want to come, I'll understand-"
"No, I'll come. What time?"
"6:45. See you there?"
"Yeah. Definitely."
"Ok, see you then."
"Right." I replied, stuffing my hands in my pockets.
"Bye, Gordo." She said.
"Bye." I said. Even though we had said good-bye, neither of us moved. We just stood and looked at each other. It had been so long since we had just been able to talk like this, and now we weren't doing anything. This was awkward. "So," I said. "Miranda will be there too?"
"Yeah." Lizzie replied, taking a step closer to me. I had a sudden urge to turn, run up the stairs, hide in my room, and suck my thumb. Lizzie was so close I could see the little yellow flecks in her light brown eyes. I started breathing a little heavier. I wanted so badly to kiss her. But I didn't know whether that would scare her away, or draw her in. "Gordo..." she said. "There's something I've been meaning to do for a month now."
"What's that?" I asked, taking my hands out of my pockets. I prayed she was going to do what I wanted her to do. She took a deep breath, grabbed me by my shoulders, and pulled me into a kiss. It wasn't a closed-mouth kiss like in Rome either. It was the kind of kiss that little kids gag about. I placed my hands on her hips, pulling her into the kiss a little more.
Just then, I heard the front lock being turned. My dad was home from work. We quickly pulled away from each other just as my dad opened the door.
"Oh...uh...hi Mr. Gordon." Said Lizzie, a little out of breath.
"Why hello, Lizzie. It's nice to see you again."
"Yeah...well...see you tonight, Gordo." She said, waving to my dad and running out the door.
"Bye." I called to her, watching her run down the front walk. I could still taste her cherry-flavored lip-gloss.
"Son," my dad said. "Lay off on the chap-stick a little."
"Um...ok..." I replied, laughing in my mind. I ran up the stairs to start getting ready for the movie.
A Clean Slate (Gordo's P.O.V.)
"Can we start over?" Lizzie said, pulling out of our hug.
"Sure." I replied. Did this mean she wanted to start over from when we kissed, or start over just being friends? I didn't ask her. I didn't want to bring up the kiss right now.
"We'll start right from where we left off." She said, answering my question and taking a step towards me. I was suddenly very nervous.
"Well...ugh..." I stuttered. "I don't think we can find a plane to get off of right now," she laughed at this. It was good to see her laughing again.
"Hey, me and Miranda are gonna go see a movie tonight. You wanna come?"
"Uh...sure. What movie?"
"Well, we were gonna see Seabiscuit. But, if you don't want to come, I'll understand-"
"No, I'll come. What time?"
"6:45. See you there?"
"Yeah. Definitely."
"Ok, see you then."
"Right." I replied, stuffing my hands in my pockets.
"Bye, Gordo." She said.
"Bye." I said. Even though we had said good-bye, neither of us moved. We just stood and looked at each other. It had been so long since we had just been able to talk like this, and now we weren't doing anything. This was awkward. "So," I said. "Miranda will be there too?"
"Yeah." Lizzie replied, taking a step closer to me. I had a sudden urge to turn, run up the stairs, hide in my room, and suck my thumb. Lizzie was so close I could see the little yellow flecks in her light brown eyes. I started breathing a little heavier. I wanted so badly to kiss her. But I didn't know whether that would scare her away, or draw her in. "Gordo..." she said. "There's something I've been meaning to do for a month now."
"What's that?" I asked, taking my hands out of my pockets. I prayed she was going to do what I wanted her to do. She took a deep breath, grabbed me by my shoulders, and pulled me into a kiss. It wasn't a closed-mouth kiss like in Rome either. It was the kind of kiss that little kids gag about. I placed my hands on her hips, pulling her into the kiss a little more.
Just then, I heard the front lock being turned. My dad was home from work. We quickly pulled away from each other just as my dad opened the door.
"Oh...uh...hi Mr. Gordon." Said Lizzie, a little out of breath.
"Why hello, Lizzie. It's nice to see you again."
"Yeah...well...see you tonight, Gordo." She said, waving to my dad and running out the door.
"Bye." I called to her, watching her run down the front walk. I could still taste her cherry-flavored lip-gloss.
"Son," my dad said. "Lay off on the chap-stick a little."
"Um...ok..." I replied, laughing in my mind. I ran up the stairs to start getting ready for the movie.