We arrived at our class earlier than usual, although I'm not sure why. The
thing I hate most about Mondays is that I have chemistry first. Even though
I have the class with Miranda and Gordo, I still despise it, not to mention
the fact that we have to cut up animals. That is really bad. Thankfully
today though I realised we had a substitute teacher (a/n: that's what
they're called in America right?? I'm Aussie. It's relief teacher for us.
=) ) Because our normal teacher hadn't turned up yet. I was about to point
this out to Gordo and Miranda when I noticed the both of them looking to
the front of the room with surprised looks on their faces. I followed their
gazes and was surprised to find myself looking at Mr. Digg (a/n Digg, Dig,
Diggs, Digs?! Meh I don't know.)
"Hello class," he said sitting on his desk. He looked around the room and smiled when his eyes landed on the three of us. "Ah the three amigos are still just that: the three amigos." Miranda and I exchanged a look of astonishment; Gordo just sat there, obviously not wanting to encourage Digg to tell all our new schoolmates about our middle school days.
Mr Digg just smiled and proceeded to tell the class that we wouldn't be cutting anything today (yay!) and that we would just be reading and answering questions from out god-awful textbooks. This didn't bother me too much. At least it gave me time to do the homework that I hadn't got done on the weekend.
I was just finishing off English essay off when Miranda nudged me and dropped a note on my desk. I unfolded it and read her familiar writing.
So Lizzie, come over to my house tonight to help me decide what to wear to the dance?
I wrinkled my nose, remembering that I had a prior appointment that I wouldn't be able to. I looked up to make sure Mr Digg wasn't anywhere near us and I scrawled a note back.
Urgh sorry 'Randa, no can do. I have to baby-sit beastie boy tonight. But you can come over to my place and help me and I promise I'll help you another time. Sorry!
I watched as she read it and nodded. I went back to my work and was disrupted again but this time by the bell. What the bell? But we only just got to class! I looked at the clock and found that it was telling the correct time for lunch so I packed up all my books and shoved them into my school bag and left the classroom with Miranda and Gordo.
"So what's on the menu for lunch today?" I asked Gordo as he plopped down next to me at our usual table. He grinned and scooped some of.it onto his fork.
"Mystery Meat!" Two simple but very scary words. He waved the fork under my nose. I wrinkled my nose and sniffed at it delicately and pushed it away from my face. No way was I going to subject myself to that! See, Gordo had made it his mission to try everything on the school cafeteria menu to see it was any better than our old Middle school's. Apparently, it wasn't.
"Mystery meat, but it isn't really a mystery. I think it's steak but I'm not completely sure." He took a bit then screwed up his face. "Ok, now I'm really thrown. It doesn't taste like any meat I've even eaten. Here or overseas."
I laughed and nearly chocked on the piece of carrot I had been eating.
"This is why I bring my lunch from home. Of course IU check it first, there's no telling what Matt could do to my food. But least I know what I'm eating. You're going to make yourself sick eating that stuff."
"I just wanted to see if it was edible. Today, it isn't." "Ugh Gordo, when will you get over your obsession with the school's "delicacies"? It's beginning to turn me off my food." Miranda said as she joined us at our table. Gordo and I looked at her plate; she had a chocolate bar, a carton of strawberry flavoured milk and a finger bun on it.
"Ruin your appetite? Not possible."
I sat in silence and watched my friend's silly banter. We decided to waste away the rest of our lunch hour sitting outside under our favourite birch tree.
The good thing about the three of us being best friends is that we can sit in silence and it's comfortable. We don't need to speak to be comfy. Like today for instance, Gordo was sitting with his back leaning against the tree and I was sitting with my back against his chest and Miranda was lazily lying across a bench that was situated a few feet away from us. I sighed contentedly as Gordo run his fingers through my hair. It just about puts me to sleep when he does that and he knows it. He's been doing it to me since we were little. If we were camping out in the backyard and I couldn't fall asleep he'd play with my hair and I'd calm down immediately.
Sometimes it doesn't feel like we are boyfriend and girlfriend, we just act the way we always used too. I guess that's why we have such a great relationship. I know I'm incredibly lucky to have someone like Gordo. Best friend, boyfriend. How'd we get together? Well that's another story. (A/n One that the author of this story has just had a brilliant idea about!)
We try to avoid being all lovey-dovey around Miranda because she can't hack it. Or so she says. I think she actually thinks it's kind of funny.
"Lizzie, wake up." I heard a voice call softly into my ear. I grumbled softly and tried to find the warmth that I had previously been enveloped in.
"Come on Lizzie." I yawned and stood up. Gordo got up after I offered him my hand. He hugged me from behind.
"I'll see you later. I've got to go home and help dad. I'll call you tonight ok?"
I smiled at him and turned to kiss him on the cheek. After I had done so, I heard Miranda cough very pointedly. I turned to look at her and Gordo raised an eyebrow. Sher looked at us and bluntly spoke.
"Get a room you two."
"Hey I toned it down for your benefit!" I said to her smiling anyway.
"Yeah, we could have done this." And with that said Gordo dipped me down and kissed me soundly on the lips. I began to laugh uncontrollably and Gordo did too, resulting in the both of us falling onto the ground.
Miranda got up and stood over us. I'd help you up, but what I just saw has permanently scarred me for life so I don't think I can look at you two either again." Whilst she said this she was looking straight ahead. Then she walked off! I scrambled up, kissed Gordo and took off after her.
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Incase you couldn't tell, I had a little trouble ending that off. Thanx to the two lovely people that have reviewed so far. It's so nice to know that people are reading your stories!!
To Vale: It's nice to get reviews like yours. Nice to know that people like your stories. I strive to be a good author. Most of the time my only problem is coming up with a good plot. Sometimes I'm hit with ideas, other times. Nothing!
To Courtney: Thanx for your comment too, it will be Lizzie/Gordo, promise. Only Lizzie thinks that it may have turned into something else.
Ohhh by the way, if anyone has any questions at all about my stories, feel free to email me. it is included on here somewhere isn't it??? Meh.
Nesserz.
"Hello class," he said sitting on his desk. He looked around the room and smiled when his eyes landed on the three of us. "Ah the three amigos are still just that: the three amigos." Miranda and I exchanged a look of astonishment; Gordo just sat there, obviously not wanting to encourage Digg to tell all our new schoolmates about our middle school days.
Mr Digg just smiled and proceeded to tell the class that we wouldn't be cutting anything today (yay!) and that we would just be reading and answering questions from out god-awful textbooks. This didn't bother me too much. At least it gave me time to do the homework that I hadn't got done on the weekend.
I was just finishing off English essay off when Miranda nudged me and dropped a note on my desk. I unfolded it and read her familiar writing.
So Lizzie, come over to my house tonight to help me decide what to wear to the dance?
I wrinkled my nose, remembering that I had a prior appointment that I wouldn't be able to. I looked up to make sure Mr Digg wasn't anywhere near us and I scrawled a note back.
Urgh sorry 'Randa, no can do. I have to baby-sit beastie boy tonight. But you can come over to my place and help me and I promise I'll help you another time. Sorry!
I watched as she read it and nodded. I went back to my work and was disrupted again but this time by the bell. What the bell? But we only just got to class! I looked at the clock and found that it was telling the correct time for lunch so I packed up all my books and shoved them into my school bag and left the classroom with Miranda and Gordo.
"So what's on the menu for lunch today?" I asked Gordo as he plopped down next to me at our usual table. He grinned and scooped some of.it onto his fork.
"Mystery Meat!" Two simple but very scary words. He waved the fork under my nose. I wrinkled my nose and sniffed at it delicately and pushed it away from my face. No way was I going to subject myself to that! See, Gordo had made it his mission to try everything on the school cafeteria menu to see it was any better than our old Middle school's. Apparently, it wasn't.
"Mystery meat, but it isn't really a mystery. I think it's steak but I'm not completely sure." He took a bit then screwed up his face. "Ok, now I'm really thrown. It doesn't taste like any meat I've even eaten. Here or overseas."
I laughed and nearly chocked on the piece of carrot I had been eating.
"This is why I bring my lunch from home. Of course IU check it first, there's no telling what Matt could do to my food. But least I know what I'm eating. You're going to make yourself sick eating that stuff."
"I just wanted to see if it was edible. Today, it isn't." "Ugh Gordo, when will you get over your obsession with the school's "delicacies"? It's beginning to turn me off my food." Miranda said as she joined us at our table. Gordo and I looked at her plate; she had a chocolate bar, a carton of strawberry flavoured milk and a finger bun on it.
"Ruin your appetite? Not possible."
I sat in silence and watched my friend's silly banter. We decided to waste away the rest of our lunch hour sitting outside under our favourite birch tree.
The good thing about the three of us being best friends is that we can sit in silence and it's comfortable. We don't need to speak to be comfy. Like today for instance, Gordo was sitting with his back leaning against the tree and I was sitting with my back against his chest and Miranda was lazily lying across a bench that was situated a few feet away from us. I sighed contentedly as Gordo run his fingers through my hair. It just about puts me to sleep when he does that and he knows it. He's been doing it to me since we were little. If we were camping out in the backyard and I couldn't fall asleep he'd play with my hair and I'd calm down immediately.
Sometimes it doesn't feel like we are boyfriend and girlfriend, we just act the way we always used too. I guess that's why we have such a great relationship. I know I'm incredibly lucky to have someone like Gordo. Best friend, boyfriend. How'd we get together? Well that's another story. (A/n One that the author of this story has just had a brilliant idea about!)
We try to avoid being all lovey-dovey around Miranda because she can't hack it. Or so she says. I think she actually thinks it's kind of funny.
"Lizzie, wake up." I heard a voice call softly into my ear. I grumbled softly and tried to find the warmth that I had previously been enveloped in.
"Come on Lizzie." I yawned and stood up. Gordo got up after I offered him my hand. He hugged me from behind.
"I'll see you later. I've got to go home and help dad. I'll call you tonight ok?"
I smiled at him and turned to kiss him on the cheek. After I had done so, I heard Miranda cough very pointedly. I turned to look at her and Gordo raised an eyebrow. Sher looked at us and bluntly spoke.
"Get a room you two."
"Hey I toned it down for your benefit!" I said to her smiling anyway.
"Yeah, we could have done this." And with that said Gordo dipped me down and kissed me soundly on the lips. I began to laugh uncontrollably and Gordo did too, resulting in the both of us falling onto the ground.
Miranda got up and stood over us. I'd help you up, but what I just saw has permanently scarred me for life so I don't think I can look at you two either again." Whilst she said this she was looking straight ahead. Then she walked off! I scrambled up, kissed Gordo and took off after her.
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Incase you couldn't tell, I had a little trouble ending that off. Thanx to the two lovely people that have reviewed so far. It's so nice to know that people are reading your stories!!
To Vale: It's nice to get reviews like yours. Nice to know that people like your stories. I strive to be a good author. Most of the time my only problem is coming up with a good plot. Sometimes I'm hit with ideas, other times. Nothing!
To Courtney: Thanx for your comment too, it will be Lizzie/Gordo, promise. Only Lizzie thinks that it may have turned into something else.
Ohhh by the way, if anyone has any questions at all about my stories, feel free to email me. it is included on here somewhere isn't it??? Meh.
Nesserz.