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A/N: I've finally figured out a meaning for Fruit Cup Savior. It will be used in this chapter. I think next chapter is the last chapter and it features another song. Ay, me and my songs, right? Sorry. I just need to do it. You'll all love me for it. I know these things. Maybe a sequel if I can think of a plot. We'll see.
Reviews:
luvurflyingmonkey123: Yes, our dear Larry has passed on. ::tear:: Actually, for the band thing, I know a band, Juice Box Hero and I was trying to think of a band name and just switched theirs around a little. I am not in a band. Although that would be awesome.
Skigrrrrrrrl: It's an amazing song. And they're an amazing band. Actually, I'm listening to the song right now.
Soozy87: Oh, man. I suggest downloading it or something. So good. Chapter is right now.
Chapter 19: Can I?
Lizzie had gone and visited Gordo every day since the first. Now, it was Monday, Gordo would be getting out Wednesday.
"Out of curiosity what does Fruit Cup Savior mean?" Lizzie asked while trying to figure out her math homework.
"It's kind of hard to explain. Basically, we used our hobbies, but not really. They didn't really make sense together and so we just made up something else using the first letters. Make sense?"
"Kinda. What hobbies did you use?"
"Me, is film. Jeff, is cannabis, and Drew is soccer." Gordo answered. (A/N: Gordo will always love the movies my friends)
"Cannabis. Well, alright, then." Lizzie laughed.
"Yeah."
"Do you, you know, partake in any of their hobbies?"
"In other words do I toke up?"
"I guess."
"No. I have, but I don't. Why, do you?"
"I'm a swimmer. It would kill me. I'd like finish my 500 before I did all the laps because I don't remember which one I'm on and I'd get DQ'ed. Not what I need. But I have nothing against anyone who does. I just don't agree with them."
"You're hilarious."
"Thank you." Lizzie smiled. "By any chance, are you good at math?"
"What kind?"
"Trig. It's my review sheet and I'm so lost on the last problem." Lizzie handed the paper to Gordo.
"You need the other side?" Lizzie nodded. "Alright, do the law of sine's to figure out the angle measure of the 90 side, then subtract from 180. And do the law of cosine's."
"You are my life saver."
"I try."
Lizzie started working on the problem again. She finished and slapped her pencil down, "There!"
Gordo looked at Lizzie intently, then said it, "Can I kiss you?"
Lizzie was obviously taken aback by his sudden forwardness. "Well," she started and stopped when she saw Gordo's face fall. "No, don't. Let me say what I want to say." He nodded. "Okay, I don't know why I'm telling you this, but nonetheless, I am. My first and last kiss was in eighth grade, during a game of truth or dare. Needless to say, I am not very experienced in the kissing area. My biggest fear is always that the next time I kiss a guy, he'll automatically lose interest when I suck. And I don't want you to lose interest."
"Alright." Gordo responded and Lizzie waited. "I would never lose interest in you. Now, can I kiss you?"
"Yes."
Gordo leaned in to her as far as he could with the restraints of his bed and Lizzie made up the deficit. Their lips met. It eventually deepened and neither noticed the new presences in the room.
"Maybe we should come back later." One of the boys said.
Lizzie pulled away at looked at the evil two who had made that stop. Drew and Jeff. Who else?
"Sup Lizzie?" Jeff asked, smiling.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Excuse me." Lizzie left.
When Lizzie left, Drew started up again. "Did we ruin the mood, man?"
"Kinda. Thanks."
"Was that like your first time kissing her?" Jeff asked.
"It's none of business, but yes. You two have the worst timing. In the world."
"We try. Just came by to see how you were and uh, it seems you're recovering nicely. So, I guess we'll leave you to mack it." Jeff said, exiting. Drew followed.
"I hate my friends." Gordo muttered.
A/N: Oo, Who's macking it? Lizzie and Gordo. Nice. I know you all like it. Drew and Jeff are just menaces I tell ya.
A/N: I've finally figured out a meaning for Fruit Cup Savior. It will be used in this chapter. I think next chapter is the last chapter and it features another song. Ay, me and my songs, right? Sorry. I just need to do it. You'll all love me for it. I know these things. Maybe a sequel if I can think of a plot. We'll see.
Reviews:
luvurflyingmonkey123: Yes, our dear Larry has passed on. ::tear:: Actually, for the band thing, I know a band, Juice Box Hero and I was trying to think of a band name and just switched theirs around a little. I am not in a band. Although that would be awesome.
Skigrrrrrrrl: It's an amazing song. And they're an amazing band. Actually, I'm listening to the song right now.
Soozy87: Oh, man. I suggest downloading it or something. So good. Chapter is right now.
Chapter 19: Can I?
Lizzie had gone and visited Gordo every day since the first. Now, it was Monday, Gordo would be getting out Wednesday.
"Out of curiosity what does Fruit Cup Savior mean?" Lizzie asked while trying to figure out her math homework.
"It's kind of hard to explain. Basically, we used our hobbies, but not really. They didn't really make sense together and so we just made up something else using the first letters. Make sense?"
"Kinda. What hobbies did you use?"
"Me, is film. Jeff, is cannabis, and Drew is soccer." Gordo answered. (A/N: Gordo will always love the movies my friends)
"Cannabis. Well, alright, then." Lizzie laughed.
"Yeah."
"Do you, you know, partake in any of their hobbies?"
"In other words do I toke up?"
"I guess."
"No. I have, but I don't. Why, do you?"
"I'm a swimmer. It would kill me. I'd like finish my 500 before I did all the laps because I don't remember which one I'm on and I'd get DQ'ed. Not what I need. But I have nothing against anyone who does. I just don't agree with them."
"You're hilarious."
"Thank you." Lizzie smiled. "By any chance, are you good at math?"
"What kind?"
"Trig. It's my review sheet and I'm so lost on the last problem." Lizzie handed the paper to Gordo.
"You need the other side?" Lizzie nodded. "Alright, do the law of sine's to figure out the angle measure of the 90 side, then subtract from 180. And do the law of cosine's."
"You are my life saver."
"I try."
Lizzie started working on the problem again. She finished and slapped her pencil down, "There!"
Gordo looked at Lizzie intently, then said it, "Can I kiss you?"
Lizzie was obviously taken aback by his sudden forwardness. "Well," she started and stopped when she saw Gordo's face fall. "No, don't. Let me say what I want to say." He nodded. "Okay, I don't know why I'm telling you this, but nonetheless, I am. My first and last kiss was in eighth grade, during a game of truth or dare. Needless to say, I am not very experienced in the kissing area. My biggest fear is always that the next time I kiss a guy, he'll automatically lose interest when I suck. And I don't want you to lose interest."
"Alright." Gordo responded and Lizzie waited. "I would never lose interest in you. Now, can I kiss you?"
"Yes."
Gordo leaned in to her as far as he could with the restraints of his bed and Lizzie made up the deficit. Their lips met. It eventually deepened and neither noticed the new presences in the room.
"Maybe we should come back later." One of the boys said.
Lizzie pulled away at looked at the evil two who had made that stop. Drew and Jeff. Who else?
"Sup Lizzie?" Jeff asked, smiling.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Excuse me." Lizzie left.
When Lizzie left, Drew started up again. "Did we ruin the mood, man?"
"Kinda. Thanks."
"Was that like your first time kissing her?" Jeff asked.
"It's none of business, but yes. You two have the worst timing. In the world."
"We try. Just came by to see how you were and uh, it seems you're recovering nicely. So, I guess we'll leave you to mack it." Jeff said, exiting. Drew followed.
"I hate my friends." Gordo muttered.
A/N: Oo, Who's macking it? Lizzie and Gordo. Nice. I know you all like it. Drew and Jeff are just menaces I tell ya.