Disclaimer: Sadly, my status of occupation has yet to change. I am still a
lowly junior in high school. Excerpts belong to the amazing Judy Blume.
Lyrics used - Lucky Boys Confusion - Fred Astaire.
A/N: Woot! Today is the big 1-7! So excited! And my mom got me the sequel to Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. Rock on, Mom! This chapter is continuous to last chapter.
SkigrrrrrrrlL: What I meant was, Lizzie had never met anyone named Gordo, because well, Gordo isn't an actual name and she hadn't met anyone named Gordo. Make sense?
Chapter 5: Lizzie = Sex Fiend?
"Will you do me?" Parker turned around and looked hopefully towards Larry.
Larry grinned, "Sure."
He proceeded to pick up the warm dark brown bottle of Hawaiian Tropic and squirted the sticky liquid into his palm. He squished his hands together and rubbed a little, getting lotion on both of his hands. By this time, Parker had already laid down onto her back, awaiting the lotion.
After he was done coating her back in lotion he said, "My turn?"
Parker faked exasperation and sat up, "If I must."
"Oh, you must. Would you really want me running around her looking like a ripe tomato? Would you really do that to me?"
"You'd have fun with it, Larry. You know you would." Parker was prepping herself for applying Larry's lotion.
"Maybe I'll do that later in the summer. It would be pretty funny to see me running around here like that. Gordo could even film it."
"He probably wouldn't bring his camera here. It would get all wet."
"True, but can he really pass up the opportunity?"
"We'll just have to see. But not now, now Larry, I'm going to read my book."
"What book?"
"Summer Sisters. Lizzie said it was an amazing book, so she lent it to me and I'm checking it out."
"How's it fairing your tastes?" Larry asked in his unusual way of saying things.
"It's a definite chick book. But it's pretty good. There are some whacked out things in here though. Not my usual style."
"Yeah, girly books were never for you."
"This one is different though. It's more about friendship than romance. Of course romance is there, but the core is the friendship of these two girls."
"Ah, there it is. You love friendship stories."
"Shut up. It's good. Here, I'll read some to you."
"I am all ears." Larry feigned excitement.
" All right, this is where I'm at now, 'Gus- Jesus! When she opened the bathroom door and he caught a glimpse of her in that flimsy T-shirt, and under it the swell'..maybe I should read another part," Parker blushed and started searching furiously for another part to read.
"I had Lizzie all wrong. She's a sex fiend." Larry laughed.
"Ok, gross. She is not, let me just find a better section of the story." Parker continued to look, "Here, this is better, 'One night at dinner Lamb asked if she was having a good time. iA good time?/i Vix couldn't believe what a time she was having. It was the best time of her life! Sometimes she wished summer would never end. Sometimes she wished she'd never have to go home.' See, it's not all about flimsy T-shirts."
"All right, all right. You win. I'll just let you continue reading from where you left off, I think the word was 'swell.'" Parker scowled at him and returned to her reading.
Larry pulled his Discman from his bag and put in his newly burned CD. He pressed 'play' and let the lyrics take him, all the while staring at Parker who was intently reading.
~You can call it anything you want the fact remains the same
I never got to be your Fred Astaire
You can lie to yourself and all your friends and pretend that you don't care
But circumstance gets in the way
You have so many opportunities I never had
Don't push so hard, nothing is ever easy
And this talent that you take for granted, it's a gift from god
Don't pass it up, nothing is ever easy
Are you ready to work real hard
Are you tired it's just the start
Listen to me son, I'll take you far
You can call it anything you want the fact remains the same
I never got to be your Fred Astaire
You can lie to yourself and all your friends and pretend that you don't care
But circumstance gets in the way
Heel, toe, heel, toe, side to side AGAIN, gonna get it right
Don't push so hard, nothing is ever easy
Don't forget your please and thank you's, don't forget to smile
Don't pass this up, nothing is ever easy
Their pushing these children for all the wrong reasons
So far man you're crushing down their spirits
Suffocate, emancipate, turn their backs and walk away eventually
Seeking, one of these paths
You're wasting time --- I call it living
To the world what are you giving
You're wasting time.~
A/N: What do you think? I don't really know how a Parker and Larry thing would, so I'm winging it. Completely.
A/N: Woot! Today is the big 1-7! So excited! And my mom got me the sequel to Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. Rock on, Mom! This chapter is continuous to last chapter.
SkigrrrrrrrlL: What I meant was, Lizzie had never met anyone named Gordo, because well, Gordo isn't an actual name and she hadn't met anyone named Gordo. Make sense?
Chapter 5: Lizzie = Sex Fiend?
"Will you do me?" Parker turned around and looked hopefully towards Larry.
Larry grinned, "Sure."
He proceeded to pick up the warm dark brown bottle of Hawaiian Tropic and squirted the sticky liquid into his palm. He squished his hands together and rubbed a little, getting lotion on both of his hands. By this time, Parker had already laid down onto her back, awaiting the lotion.
After he was done coating her back in lotion he said, "My turn?"
Parker faked exasperation and sat up, "If I must."
"Oh, you must. Would you really want me running around her looking like a ripe tomato? Would you really do that to me?"
"You'd have fun with it, Larry. You know you would." Parker was prepping herself for applying Larry's lotion.
"Maybe I'll do that later in the summer. It would be pretty funny to see me running around here like that. Gordo could even film it."
"He probably wouldn't bring his camera here. It would get all wet."
"True, but can he really pass up the opportunity?"
"We'll just have to see. But not now, now Larry, I'm going to read my book."
"What book?"
"Summer Sisters. Lizzie said it was an amazing book, so she lent it to me and I'm checking it out."
"How's it fairing your tastes?" Larry asked in his unusual way of saying things.
"It's a definite chick book. But it's pretty good. There are some whacked out things in here though. Not my usual style."
"Yeah, girly books were never for you."
"This one is different though. It's more about friendship than romance. Of course romance is there, but the core is the friendship of these two girls."
"Ah, there it is. You love friendship stories."
"Shut up. It's good. Here, I'll read some to you."
"I am all ears." Larry feigned excitement.
" All right, this is where I'm at now, 'Gus- Jesus! When she opened the bathroom door and he caught a glimpse of her in that flimsy T-shirt, and under it the swell'..maybe I should read another part," Parker blushed and started searching furiously for another part to read.
"I had Lizzie all wrong. She's a sex fiend." Larry laughed.
"Ok, gross. She is not, let me just find a better section of the story." Parker continued to look, "Here, this is better, 'One night at dinner Lamb asked if she was having a good time. iA good time?/i Vix couldn't believe what a time she was having. It was the best time of her life! Sometimes she wished summer would never end. Sometimes she wished she'd never have to go home.' See, it's not all about flimsy T-shirts."
"All right, all right. You win. I'll just let you continue reading from where you left off, I think the word was 'swell.'" Parker scowled at him and returned to her reading.
Larry pulled his Discman from his bag and put in his newly burned CD. He pressed 'play' and let the lyrics take him, all the while staring at Parker who was intently reading.
~You can call it anything you want the fact remains the same
I never got to be your Fred Astaire
You can lie to yourself and all your friends and pretend that you don't care
But circumstance gets in the way
You have so many opportunities I never had
Don't push so hard, nothing is ever easy
And this talent that you take for granted, it's a gift from god
Don't pass it up, nothing is ever easy
Are you ready to work real hard
Are you tired it's just the start
Listen to me son, I'll take you far
You can call it anything you want the fact remains the same
I never got to be your Fred Astaire
You can lie to yourself and all your friends and pretend that you don't care
But circumstance gets in the way
Heel, toe, heel, toe, side to side AGAIN, gonna get it right
Don't push so hard, nothing is ever easy
Don't forget your please and thank you's, don't forget to smile
Don't pass this up, nothing is ever easy
Their pushing these children for all the wrong reasons
So far man you're crushing down their spirits
Suffocate, emancipate, turn their backs and walk away eventually
Seeking, one of these paths
You're wasting time --- I call it living
To the world what are you giving
You're wasting time.~
A/N: What do you think? I don't really know how a Parker and Larry thing would, so I'm winging it. Completely.