Disclaimer: This again, huh? No, sorry. I'm done.
A/N: I'm seriously obsessed with writing this story. While my brother is in his room, online (which means I can't be, you know that whole dial-up stuff and since we have AOL...) I sit here and I think of chapters to write and then I write them. This is seriously becoming one of my favorite fiction's that I've written here. Of course, the previous two I've done will always hold a special place with me, this one is just, fun. I hope it's fun for all of you. I'm going to try and make this story as short as it can be, because there will be a multitude of chapters, because of the span of time. You'll see, I'm getting ahead of myself, which isn't new. Now, onto the sweet revenge for Parker and Lizzie. Literally. See? Ahead of myself again.
Reviews: NONE!
Chapter 8: Sweet Revenge
This was their day. Their day for revenge on Gordo and Larry. Parker and Lizzie had planned this out perfectly. What they had planned was a little harsher than what Gordo and Larry had done. OK, a lot harsher, but it would still be fun to do!
They were all at the pool, and they had decided to take a nap. This nap was brought on by mock yawns from both Lizzie and Parker which got Gordo and Larry tired. It was still early, and it was summer, after all. Everyone needed their suntan lotion put onto their fronts and backs. Parker did Larry's and vise versa. Lizzie did Gordo's and vise versa. Everything was working out perfectly.
The four of them pulled out their respective books and/or Discman's and allowed themselves to get drowsy and close their eyes, eventually.
Gordo and Larry had fallen asleep on their stomachs, while Parker and Lizzie were on their backs, smiling at how easily their plan had worked, and their dreams...
~*~*~*~Lizzie/Gordo Dream~*~*~*~ (I.E. they have the same dream)
They were at the Wave Pool, but no one else was there. No lifeguards, no attendants, no friends. They were still content being by themselves and goofing off together. Scattered across the water were inner tubes and rafts, looking as if the people that were occupying them had just suddenly disappeared into thin air, leaving Lizzie and Gordo by themselves.
The two drifted from raft to inner tube over and over again. They were on separate rafts and Gordo caught his hand onto the corner of Lizzie's. She grabbed his hand and pulled him in towards her. He climbed over onto her raft and sat there with her.
Neither one of them talked for a long time. They were just staring deep into each other's eyes, until finally Gordo moved. Lizzie followed this move and they got closer and closer until there was no space left. Their lips finally met.
~*~*~*~Larry/Parker Dream~*~*~*~(I.E. same dream is had)
A young girl, about seven, is stepping out of a car with two adults she had just met less than an hour ago. This wasn't an unusual occurrence for the girl, she was constantly leaving and moving around, ever since her mom had finally given up. It had been a little over two years since Parker McKenzie had become an official 'child of the state' and she was now at a new house. A house that had other children in it. She liked other children. As she was walking up the driveway, a little shaggy haired boy in a green polo and khakis ran up to her.
"Are you new?" He asked excitedly.
"I guess," Parker responded, scared of this boy.
"I'm Larry. I live over there," he pointed to a red house across the street, "What's your name?"
"Parker."
"Wanna play?"
"Well, I don't know if I can..." Parker started but was cut off by the woman, Sherry.
"Go ahead. Larry's a nice boy. You two have fun."
"Come on, follow me." Larry took Parker's hand in his own and raced off towards his tree house.
~*~*~*~End Dreams~*~*~*~
Gordo stirred and woke up. He stretched his arms out and felt a little stiff. His back felt weird and he went to touch it. Bad idea. It was all sticky.
"What? Larry! Man, wake up," he shook Larry awake.
"Whaddya want?"
"Is it just me or is my back sticky?" Larry felt Gordo's back, then his own.
"Mine is too. What is this?"
By now, Parker and Lizzie couldn't control it any longer. They each broke out laughing.
"Gotcha!"
"WHAT?!" Larry and Gordo screamed in unison.
"Relax, all you gotta do is go under the shower in the locker room, it'll come off," Parker reassured the boys.
"I can't believe this. What is it anyway?" Gordo fumed.
"Honey, and I told you to watch out," Parker laughed as the boys stood up and walked towards the locker room.
A/N: Like the dreams? I just felt like making them dream the same thing. Little eerie, no? Ha! Don't get your hopes up about anything.
A/N: I'm seriously obsessed with writing this story. While my brother is in his room, online (which means I can't be, you know that whole dial-up stuff and since we have AOL...) I sit here and I think of chapters to write and then I write them. This is seriously becoming one of my favorite fiction's that I've written here. Of course, the previous two I've done will always hold a special place with me, this one is just, fun. I hope it's fun for all of you. I'm going to try and make this story as short as it can be, because there will be a multitude of chapters, because of the span of time. You'll see, I'm getting ahead of myself, which isn't new. Now, onto the sweet revenge for Parker and Lizzie. Literally. See? Ahead of myself again.
Reviews: NONE!
Chapter 8: Sweet Revenge
This was their day. Their day for revenge on Gordo and Larry. Parker and Lizzie had planned this out perfectly. What they had planned was a little harsher than what Gordo and Larry had done. OK, a lot harsher, but it would still be fun to do!
They were all at the pool, and they had decided to take a nap. This nap was brought on by mock yawns from both Lizzie and Parker which got Gordo and Larry tired. It was still early, and it was summer, after all. Everyone needed their suntan lotion put onto their fronts and backs. Parker did Larry's and vise versa. Lizzie did Gordo's and vise versa. Everything was working out perfectly.
The four of them pulled out their respective books and/or Discman's and allowed themselves to get drowsy and close their eyes, eventually.
Gordo and Larry had fallen asleep on their stomachs, while Parker and Lizzie were on their backs, smiling at how easily their plan had worked, and their dreams...
~*~*~*~Lizzie/Gordo Dream~*~*~*~ (I.E. they have the same dream)
They were at the Wave Pool, but no one else was there. No lifeguards, no attendants, no friends. They were still content being by themselves and goofing off together. Scattered across the water were inner tubes and rafts, looking as if the people that were occupying them had just suddenly disappeared into thin air, leaving Lizzie and Gordo by themselves.
The two drifted from raft to inner tube over and over again. They were on separate rafts and Gordo caught his hand onto the corner of Lizzie's. She grabbed his hand and pulled him in towards her. He climbed over onto her raft and sat there with her.
Neither one of them talked for a long time. They were just staring deep into each other's eyes, until finally Gordo moved. Lizzie followed this move and they got closer and closer until there was no space left. Their lips finally met.
~*~*~*~Larry/Parker Dream~*~*~*~(I.E. same dream is had)
A young girl, about seven, is stepping out of a car with two adults she had just met less than an hour ago. This wasn't an unusual occurrence for the girl, she was constantly leaving and moving around, ever since her mom had finally given up. It had been a little over two years since Parker McKenzie had become an official 'child of the state' and she was now at a new house. A house that had other children in it. She liked other children. As she was walking up the driveway, a little shaggy haired boy in a green polo and khakis ran up to her.
"Are you new?" He asked excitedly.
"I guess," Parker responded, scared of this boy.
"I'm Larry. I live over there," he pointed to a red house across the street, "What's your name?"
"Parker."
"Wanna play?"
"Well, I don't know if I can..." Parker started but was cut off by the woman, Sherry.
"Go ahead. Larry's a nice boy. You two have fun."
"Come on, follow me." Larry took Parker's hand in his own and raced off towards his tree house.
~*~*~*~End Dreams~*~*~*~
Gordo stirred and woke up. He stretched his arms out and felt a little stiff. His back felt weird and he went to touch it. Bad idea. It was all sticky.
"What? Larry! Man, wake up," he shook Larry awake.
"Whaddya want?"
"Is it just me or is my back sticky?" Larry felt Gordo's back, then his own.
"Mine is too. What is this?"
By now, Parker and Lizzie couldn't control it any longer. They each broke out laughing.
"Gotcha!"
"WHAT?!" Larry and Gordo screamed in unison.
"Relax, all you gotta do is go under the shower in the locker room, it'll come off," Parker reassured the boys.
"I can't believe this. What is it anyway?" Gordo fumed.
"Honey, and I told you to watch out," Parker laughed as the boys stood up and walked towards the locker room.
A/N: Like the dreams? I just felt like making them dream the same thing. Little eerie, no? Ha! Don't get your hopes up about anything.