Disclaimer: I still don't own any of it. My birthday is still only a few
days away. I'd be perfectly happy with a short, curly-haired, blue-eyed, 18
year old. There's a line of a song used, not mine, either.
A/N: Yeah, well, someone keeps hacking into my computer and I want to hurt whoever it is. Badly. They seriously deserve to die. And yes, that was a death threat. I will kill them. This is like the 10th time it's happened and they keep doing it. I don't understand how they can get my screen name over and over when I keep having to change it. Pricks. Now I have to catch up on everything from everywhere. Gah. Anyways, so I've got a dedication now. On Sunday, it was my Parker's birthday. Because as you already know, this story is based on an experience I've had. To my Parker, wherever you are, be it the Dominican Republic, or some random state getting better, please get better. I'm sorry and happy 17th birthday. Can't continue that anymore, it gives away too much and it's upsetting.
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Chapter 4: Addicted to You
Lizzie and Parker walked into the pool, showed their ID's and got a raft ticket. They laid their things out in the same place as the day before and went to claim their raft. They immediately got one, as there still weren't that many people at the pool. They decided to test their first raft of the year right away.
They jumped into the water and trudged out, raft in tow. They got to the "deep" end, it was only about 8 ft and picked out a spot to set their raft on. They each got on and sat on one side of the raft in order to keep balance.
The girls started talking about Parker's new adoption. She had recently been officially adopted by the parents she had been with for a long time. However, she wasn't the only one that was adopted, there were two other boys, one a year older and the other was going to be a junior in high school.
As they were talking, they felt something lightly bump them, almost knocking them off the raft. The girls looked around and saw no one in sight. They decided to return to their discussion. About a minute later, they felt a harsher push on the raft and they were completely tipped over. Both girls screamed on their way down, barely gulping in some water.
Parker came up first, with Lizzie closely behind. They searched around for the culprit, but couldn't see them or their raft.
"Well, this isn't straight," Parker fumed. "I want my raft."
"Who would seriously kick us off our raft to steal it?" Lizzie asked in disbelief.
Suddenly, both their eyes were darkened as hands came over them. Lizzie shrieked out in surprise while Parker tried to break free unsuccessfully.
"Guess who?" came a deep hoarse voice neither girl had heard before.
"I'm going for 'crazy guy who stole out raft.' Am I right?" Parker said clueless.
"Wrong," responded the mysterious voice.
"Well, who are you?" Lizzie asked, irritated. There was silence. "Hello?"
Again, she found herself under the water unwillingly and she knew Parker had been pushed down as well, judging by the force of water she felt coming from her direction.
This time, Lizzie came up first and hit both Larry and Gordo upside the head.
"You're a dick."
"I'm a dick, I'm addicted to you," Larry and Gordo sang in unison.
"Huh?" Lizzie asked confused.
"Dude, Lizzie, it's a song, you know Simple Plan, 'Addicted'"? Larry chimed in.
"Right. I knew that."
"We seriously need to school you on music." Gordo stated. "You're probably into Justin Timberlake because he's oh so hott. With two t's."
"Shut up," Lizzie blushed and hit him. "Just because I like Justin Timberlake doesn't mean I know nothing about music."
"Lizzie and I are going to have to get you two back. Badly. When you least expect it." Parker finally interjected as she returned with their raft.
"We're shaking in our boots," Gordo mocked.
"Good. You should be," Parker retorted.
The group continued their day much as the previous day was minus the three extra boys.
A/N: Alright, give me a good revenge prank that Parker and Lizzie could do to Gordo and Larry. It's hard to think of these thing. Review. Sorry it's short. I just couldn't think of anything to continue with.
A/N: Yeah, well, someone keeps hacking into my computer and I want to hurt whoever it is. Badly. They seriously deserve to die. And yes, that was a death threat. I will kill them. This is like the 10th time it's happened and they keep doing it. I don't understand how they can get my screen name over and over when I keep having to change it. Pricks. Now I have to catch up on everything from everywhere. Gah. Anyways, so I've got a dedication now. On Sunday, it was my Parker's birthday. Because as you already know, this story is based on an experience I've had. To my Parker, wherever you are, be it the Dominican Republic, or some random state getting better, please get better. I'm sorry and happy 17th birthday. Can't continue that anymore, it gives away too much and it's upsetting.
Reviews:
Chapter 4: Addicted to You
Lizzie and Parker walked into the pool, showed their ID's and got a raft ticket. They laid their things out in the same place as the day before and went to claim their raft. They immediately got one, as there still weren't that many people at the pool. They decided to test their first raft of the year right away.
They jumped into the water and trudged out, raft in tow. They got to the "deep" end, it was only about 8 ft and picked out a spot to set their raft on. They each got on and sat on one side of the raft in order to keep balance.
The girls started talking about Parker's new adoption. She had recently been officially adopted by the parents she had been with for a long time. However, she wasn't the only one that was adopted, there were two other boys, one a year older and the other was going to be a junior in high school.
As they were talking, they felt something lightly bump them, almost knocking them off the raft. The girls looked around and saw no one in sight. They decided to return to their discussion. About a minute later, they felt a harsher push on the raft and they were completely tipped over. Both girls screamed on their way down, barely gulping in some water.
Parker came up first, with Lizzie closely behind. They searched around for the culprit, but couldn't see them or their raft.
"Well, this isn't straight," Parker fumed. "I want my raft."
"Who would seriously kick us off our raft to steal it?" Lizzie asked in disbelief.
Suddenly, both their eyes were darkened as hands came over them. Lizzie shrieked out in surprise while Parker tried to break free unsuccessfully.
"Guess who?" came a deep hoarse voice neither girl had heard before.
"I'm going for 'crazy guy who stole out raft.' Am I right?" Parker said clueless.
"Wrong," responded the mysterious voice.
"Well, who are you?" Lizzie asked, irritated. There was silence. "Hello?"
Again, she found herself under the water unwillingly and she knew Parker had been pushed down as well, judging by the force of water she felt coming from her direction.
This time, Lizzie came up first and hit both Larry and Gordo upside the head.
"You're a dick."
"I'm a dick, I'm addicted to you," Larry and Gordo sang in unison.
"Huh?" Lizzie asked confused.
"Dude, Lizzie, it's a song, you know Simple Plan, 'Addicted'"? Larry chimed in.
"Right. I knew that."
"We seriously need to school you on music." Gordo stated. "You're probably into Justin Timberlake because he's oh so hott. With two t's."
"Shut up," Lizzie blushed and hit him. "Just because I like Justin Timberlake doesn't mean I know nothing about music."
"Lizzie and I are going to have to get you two back. Badly. When you least expect it." Parker finally interjected as she returned with their raft.
"We're shaking in our boots," Gordo mocked.
"Good. You should be," Parker retorted.
The group continued their day much as the previous day was minus the three extra boys.
A/N: Alright, give me a good revenge prank that Parker and Lizzie could do to Gordo and Larry. It's hard to think of these thing. Review. Sorry it's short. I just couldn't think of anything to continue with.