Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid
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Chapter Two- Invasion of Privacy
Gordo's Point of View
As soon as I stepped out the car I could feel it. The feeling something was going to happen. I looked back at Dad in his car, and all of a sudden, that big pile of red compacted expensive metal didn't look so bad after all.
Lizzie pulled at my sleeve and the thought of me actually escaping the party dissolved right in front of me. "Have fun, kids!" Dad called, then drove off before we actually had a chance to reply. I recalled him saying months ago that he would make a great 'Father of the Year'. Obviously, shrinks are a lot more clueless than people think.
As we stepped inside, 'Can't Hold Us Down' pumped through several large speakers located around the room, making the music about twenty times louder than it was outside. I knew right then and there I'd need at least four panadol before the night was over.
"Oh look," Kate waltzed over followed by her usual pom-pom cult, "It's Lizzie and her little friends, whoever and whatever!"
Miranda gave Kate her sarcastic smile, "Oh look, it's Kate, and what's this?" She pointed towards Kate's friends. "She decided to invite the local pound!"
Claire scrunched up her face and stepped forward, "And if it isn't the biggest dog of them all, how are you Miranda?"
Miranda rolled her eyes and thankfully walked away. I knew that if she'd replied we'd most likely be leaving the party a lot earlier than expected. Probably in an ambulance.
"I can't believe you just stood up to Kate!" Lizzie exclaimed. She sounded genuinely surprised, as if Miranda had never done it before. Of course, she had on several occasions.
Miranda, unlike Lizzie, could handle conflict. Back in seventh grade Lizzie had accidentally spread a rumour about Kate, and Miranda took the wrap for her. Lizzie ended up telling Kate it was really her though. Under pressure, she cracks easily.
"Okay, what are we gonna do?" I asked, falling onto Kate's leather couch.
"It's a party, Gordo," Miranda said flatly, "You dance, eat, and try to talk to Ethan Craft."
"Me dance?" I paused, "And don't even get me started on trying to chat up Ethan."
"Well do you have any better ideas?" Lizzie tried to conceal a frustrated pout. It was a tough job having two girl best friends.
"How about we check the place out?" I suggested.
It could be interesting. Besides, by the looks of Kate's house, she was loaded. There would have to be something interesting around here.
"Fine," Miranda sighed, "But when we're done, it's dancing, eating, and a whole lot of talking to Ethan!"
"Whatever you say," I replied, starting up the stairs.
Miranda and Lizzie found it hard talking to Ethan, so I doubt I'd have to worry about that part for too long.
As soon as we reached the top of the staircase our eyes went wide. To the left there were four rooms, on the right there were two. There were a few tables along the hall with expensive vases and big Monet-like paintings covering most of the walls.
I led the way, turning right and entered the first door. A bathroom. "Boring," Lizzie muttered and we went into the next door. Kate's bedroom.
"This is more like it!" Miranda grinned, then checked to make sure nobody was coming up the stairs.
I sat on Kate's bed as Lizzie and Miranda searched her drawers. "This isn't exactly what I had in mind. You realise you're invading her private property, right?"
"Yeah," Miranda replied casually, flipping through and old scrapbook. "Oh look, there's us!"
"Wow," Lizzie leant over Miranda to get a look, "Maybe she actually has a soft spot for us. I mean, we were her best friends for a few years."
Miranda flipped the page, "Or maybe not."
Another picture of the four of us. Only this time, Kate had scratched big L's on mine, Lizzie's and Miranda's forehead. "Yeah," I said sarcastically, "Real soft spot."
"Do you think she has a diary?" Miranda's eyes lit up.
"I hope not, for her sake." I lay back on her bed, and felt something under her pillow.
I pulled her pillow away to reveal a diary. "How ironic."
"Oh.My.God!" Lizzie squealed, "Give it here!"
"No way!" I held the diary out of Lizzie's reach.
"Oh come on!" Lizzie begged, "Revenge Gordo! Sweet, sweet revenge!"
"Find some other way. Looking in her diary would be wrong. Even if it is Kate."
Lizzie and Miranda scowled. "Well if we can't look at anything, this doesn't have a point." Miranda complained.
"You did see something," I pointed out, "How much of a loser we are engraved into our heads."
"Not helping," Lizzie replied sookily.
I hate it when they get like this. They give you no choice but to do what they want. But I had to draw the line in the sand once in a while.
"Let's go Lizzie," Miranda glared at me, "Maybe Ethan will be a bit more entertaining than this."
Miranda and Lizzie linked arms and started down the stairs. "Puh-lease!" I called after them, "Ethan's idea of entertaining is a cloud that looks like a donkey!"
Lizzie rolled her eyes as if to say 'Whatever' and continued down the stairs with Miranda.
"Chicks," I muttered, then put Kate's diary back.
I was tempted for a minute to take a quick look, but I had to resist the temptation. I knew it was wrong, and if someone snuck into my room and read my diary, I would kill them. Not that I have a diary.
After five minutes of looking around at Kate's walls which were plastered with pictures with her, her friends, and tons of guys, I got bored and started to go downstairs.
"Gordo!" An angry Kate fumed as I was half way down the stairs.
"Hey Kate."
"Don't you 'Hey Kate' me Gor-dork! What the hell were you doing up there?"
I shrugged, "Just looking for the toilets. I had lots of soda."
Kate gave me a disgusted look, "Too much information."
I started to walk off, but she stopped me. "Wait! We're about to have game of Truth or Dare in the Living Room. So if you're playing, you better hurry up."
I nodded, "Okay, sure."
The Living Room had about twenty kids from school sitting on the ground and on the couches. Lizzie and Miranda weren't among them, so, taking a deep breath I marched over to an un-occupied recliner and sat myself down, mentally preparing myself for the unrestricted intrusion of my privacy otherwise known as 'Truth or Dare'.
A/N That's chapter 2! **applaud** lol. Hope itz alrite! Oooooh next chapter should be interesting. What secrets will be revealed?? (DUN DUN DUUUUNNN) pLz ReViEw!! =D ~*Kate and Kayla*~
Disclaimer- Hey, we don't own any of the Lizzie McGuire's original characters. I think they belong to Disney!! PLEASE DON'T SUE!!!!
A/N CYBER COOKIES TO ALL THAT REVIEW!!! CHEERS!!!
Chapter Two- Invasion of Privacy
Gordo's Point of View
As soon as I stepped out the car I could feel it. The feeling something was going to happen. I looked back at Dad in his car, and all of a sudden, that big pile of red compacted expensive metal didn't look so bad after all.
Lizzie pulled at my sleeve and the thought of me actually escaping the party dissolved right in front of me. "Have fun, kids!" Dad called, then drove off before we actually had a chance to reply. I recalled him saying months ago that he would make a great 'Father of the Year'. Obviously, shrinks are a lot more clueless than people think.
As we stepped inside, 'Can't Hold Us Down' pumped through several large speakers located around the room, making the music about twenty times louder than it was outside. I knew right then and there I'd need at least four panadol before the night was over.
"Oh look," Kate waltzed over followed by her usual pom-pom cult, "It's Lizzie and her little friends, whoever and whatever!"
Miranda gave Kate her sarcastic smile, "Oh look, it's Kate, and what's this?" She pointed towards Kate's friends. "She decided to invite the local pound!"
Claire scrunched up her face and stepped forward, "And if it isn't the biggest dog of them all, how are you Miranda?"
Miranda rolled her eyes and thankfully walked away. I knew that if she'd replied we'd most likely be leaving the party a lot earlier than expected. Probably in an ambulance.
"I can't believe you just stood up to Kate!" Lizzie exclaimed. She sounded genuinely surprised, as if Miranda had never done it before. Of course, she had on several occasions.
Miranda, unlike Lizzie, could handle conflict. Back in seventh grade Lizzie had accidentally spread a rumour about Kate, and Miranda took the wrap for her. Lizzie ended up telling Kate it was really her though. Under pressure, she cracks easily.
"Okay, what are we gonna do?" I asked, falling onto Kate's leather couch.
"It's a party, Gordo," Miranda said flatly, "You dance, eat, and try to talk to Ethan Craft."
"Me dance?" I paused, "And don't even get me started on trying to chat up Ethan."
"Well do you have any better ideas?" Lizzie tried to conceal a frustrated pout. It was a tough job having two girl best friends.
"How about we check the place out?" I suggested.
It could be interesting. Besides, by the looks of Kate's house, she was loaded. There would have to be something interesting around here.
"Fine," Miranda sighed, "But when we're done, it's dancing, eating, and a whole lot of talking to Ethan!"
"Whatever you say," I replied, starting up the stairs.
Miranda and Lizzie found it hard talking to Ethan, so I doubt I'd have to worry about that part for too long.
As soon as we reached the top of the staircase our eyes went wide. To the left there were four rooms, on the right there were two. There were a few tables along the hall with expensive vases and big Monet-like paintings covering most of the walls.
I led the way, turning right and entered the first door. A bathroom. "Boring," Lizzie muttered and we went into the next door. Kate's bedroom.
"This is more like it!" Miranda grinned, then checked to make sure nobody was coming up the stairs.
I sat on Kate's bed as Lizzie and Miranda searched her drawers. "This isn't exactly what I had in mind. You realise you're invading her private property, right?"
"Yeah," Miranda replied casually, flipping through and old scrapbook. "Oh look, there's us!"
"Wow," Lizzie leant over Miranda to get a look, "Maybe she actually has a soft spot for us. I mean, we were her best friends for a few years."
Miranda flipped the page, "Or maybe not."
Another picture of the four of us. Only this time, Kate had scratched big L's on mine, Lizzie's and Miranda's forehead. "Yeah," I said sarcastically, "Real soft spot."
"Do you think she has a diary?" Miranda's eyes lit up.
"I hope not, for her sake." I lay back on her bed, and felt something under her pillow.
I pulled her pillow away to reveal a diary. "How ironic."
"Oh.My.God!" Lizzie squealed, "Give it here!"
"No way!" I held the diary out of Lizzie's reach.
"Oh come on!" Lizzie begged, "Revenge Gordo! Sweet, sweet revenge!"
"Find some other way. Looking in her diary would be wrong. Even if it is Kate."
Lizzie and Miranda scowled. "Well if we can't look at anything, this doesn't have a point." Miranda complained.
"You did see something," I pointed out, "How much of a loser we are engraved into our heads."
"Not helping," Lizzie replied sookily.
I hate it when they get like this. They give you no choice but to do what they want. But I had to draw the line in the sand once in a while.
"Let's go Lizzie," Miranda glared at me, "Maybe Ethan will be a bit more entertaining than this."
Miranda and Lizzie linked arms and started down the stairs. "Puh-lease!" I called after them, "Ethan's idea of entertaining is a cloud that looks like a donkey!"
Lizzie rolled her eyes as if to say 'Whatever' and continued down the stairs with Miranda.
"Chicks," I muttered, then put Kate's diary back.
I was tempted for a minute to take a quick look, but I had to resist the temptation. I knew it was wrong, and if someone snuck into my room and read my diary, I would kill them. Not that I have a diary.
After five minutes of looking around at Kate's walls which were plastered with pictures with her, her friends, and tons of guys, I got bored and started to go downstairs.
"Gordo!" An angry Kate fumed as I was half way down the stairs.
"Hey Kate."
"Don't you 'Hey Kate' me Gor-dork! What the hell were you doing up there?"
I shrugged, "Just looking for the toilets. I had lots of soda."
Kate gave me a disgusted look, "Too much information."
I started to walk off, but she stopped me. "Wait! We're about to have game of Truth or Dare in the Living Room. So if you're playing, you better hurry up."
I nodded, "Okay, sure."
The Living Room had about twenty kids from school sitting on the ground and on the couches. Lizzie and Miranda weren't among them, so, taking a deep breath I marched over to an un-occupied recliner and sat myself down, mentally preparing myself for the unrestricted intrusion of my privacy otherwise known as 'Truth or Dare'.
A/N That's chapter 2! **applaud** lol. Hope itz alrite! Oooooh next chapter should be interesting. What secrets will be revealed?? (DUN DUN DUUUUNNN) pLz ReViEw!! =D ~*Kate and Kayla*~