Chapter 13: Roses
A/N: I realized that I was working so hard on trying to get Lizzie's personality right, I forgot about the others. For instance, Gordo was way out of character in the past couple of chapters. I'll try to make this story work, so PLEASE no more flames. Please give me nice review. I really want this story to be good.
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Gordo POV (I think it's easier to write in his point of view)
"Did you make up tour mind yet?" I asked Lizzie as soon as we entered the zoo. I knew she probably hadn't, but it didn't hurt ot try.
Lizzie sighed. "What do *you* think?"
"Oh." I frowned. "Did you tell your parents?"
"Yeah, they said no way, José at first, but then Dad remembered that he got a job offer really close to Rome. Coincidence or what? Mom got all sappy and all 'Awwww, this is your dream come true.' So they said it was all up to me to make the decision. Talk about pressure." Lizzie seemed genuinely confused.
I nodded solemnly, trying not to show my enthusiasm. No news was good news.
" I can't believe this is happening to me, ME! Lizzie McGuire, popstar. Wow. Who knew? My life is like one of those cheesy jr. high shows on TV. A klutzy little girl turning into a huge popstar."
Wait a minute. Did that mean she was GOING!?
I nodded again, this time with less happiness.
"But I really don't want to leave everything behind..." Tears sprung her eyes.
I sighed, mainly for two reasons. One was a sigh of relief, that she might not be going. The other reason was because she was crying. I hated it when she cried. If she cried, I felt like crying. It was up to me to change the subject.
"Ummm... Lizzie? I'll be back in two seconds. Can you wait for me?" I said, getting a brilliant idea.
"Where are you going?"
"Oh... somewhere."
"Ooookay. I'll be right here, in front of the monkey cages."
I ran off.
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"What? Out of red? How can you be out of red roses?" I demanded. "That's like Ethan being dateless to a dance!"
I was at the most expensive flower shop in Hillridge. They get flowers from all over the world. Getting flowers from them meant something big.
So how could they be out of red roses!?
"Look, little boy, who you need red roses for?" The store clerk, who wasn't being exactly pleasant and cooperative with me, asked. "Try some other shop that you can *afford*."
My mouth dropped open. One, I HATED it when someone called me 'little'. It just reminded me that I was short. Two, this clerk had no right to estimate how much money I had in my wallet. Even though I had lost my allowance until tenth grade, I had earned some extra money especially for this.
"They're for someone very important. And I can afford Ranae's just perfectly, thank." I scoffed.
My outburst didn't seem to change the guy's opinion. "How 'important' of a person?"
"My best friend in the world." I stated, and as soon as the words left my mouth, I knew I had made a mistake.
"Well, then, get her yellow. Red, for love, yellow's for friendship."
I knew there was no arguing with him. Was he related to Mrs. Ungermyer or something? I sighed. "Fine. A bouquet of yellow flowers, please."
This wasn't good. The whole reason I was buying Lizzie flowers was to impress her, to show her how much I liked her. Not to tell her that we were just friends. That was one plan ruined.
As I walked back to the zoo, I scolded myself. I wanted to bang my head somewhere. "Gordo, Gordo, Gordo. Stupid Gordo."
"Hey." Lizzie greeted me as I entered the zoo. "Where were you?"
"Um..." Okay, don't blow this, Gordon. "I got you these." I said, revealing the flowers from behind my back.
Her eyes lit up. "Thanks, Gordo!" He hugged me, almost crushing the flowers. "But why?"
Yeah, Gordon, why *did* you get her flowers? "I-uh... wanted to."
Real smooth, Gordo.
She stopped hugging me and accepted the flowers. "Oh, yellow!" She exclaimed. "For friendship! You're so brilliant!"
My heart sank. "You're welcome." I muttered.
She had said 'For friendship.'
Did she really think of me that way, nothing else? After she had kissed me numerous times, after all that we had in Rome... she still thought of me as her friend?
Well, I *did* get her yellow roses.
A/N: I realized that I was working so hard on trying to get Lizzie's personality right, I forgot about the others. For instance, Gordo was way out of character in the past couple of chapters. I'll try to make this story work, so PLEASE no more flames. Please give me nice review. I really want this story to be good.
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Gordo POV (I think it's easier to write in his point of view)
"Did you make up tour mind yet?" I asked Lizzie as soon as we entered the zoo. I knew she probably hadn't, but it didn't hurt ot try.
Lizzie sighed. "What do *you* think?"
"Oh." I frowned. "Did you tell your parents?"
"Yeah, they said no way, José at first, but then Dad remembered that he got a job offer really close to Rome. Coincidence or what? Mom got all sappy and all 'Awwww, this is your dream come true.' So they said it was all up to me to make the decision. Talk about pressure." Lizzie seemed genuinely confused.
I nodded solemnly, trying not to show my enthusiasm. No news was good news.
" I can't believe this is happening to me, ME! Lizzie McGuire, popstar. Wow. Who knew? My life is like one of those cheesy jr. high shows on TV. A klutzy little girl turning into a huge popstar."
Wait a minute. Did that mean she was GOING!?
I nodded again, this time with less happiness.
"But I really don't want to leave everything behind..." Tears sprung her eyes.
I sighed, mainly for two reasons. One was a sigh of relief, that she might not be going. The other reason was because she was crying. I hated it when she cried. If she cried, I felt like crying. It was up to me to change the subject.
"Ummm... Lizzie? I'll be back in two seconds. Can you wait for me?" I said, getting a brilliant idea.
"Where are you going?"
"Oh... somewhere."
"Ooookay. I'll be right here, in front of the monkey cages."
I ran off.
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"What? Out of red? How can you be out of red roses?" I demanded. "That's like Ethan being dateless to a dance!"
I was at the most expensive flower shop in Hillridge. They get flowers from all over the world. Getting flowers from them meant something big.
So how could they be out of red roses!?
"Look, little boy, who you need red roses for?" The store clerk, who wasn't being exactly pleasant and cooperative with me, asked. "Try some other shop that you can *afford*."
My mouth dropped open. One, I HATED it when someone called me 'little'. It just reminded me that I was short. Two, this clerk had no right to estimate how much money I had in my wallet. Even though I had lost my allowance until tenth grade, I had earned some extra money especially for this.
"They're for someone very important. And I can afford Ranae's just perfectly, thank." I scoffed.
My outburst didn't seem to change the guy's opinion. "How 'important' of a person?"
"My best friend in the world." I stated, and as soon as the words left my mouth, I knew I had made a mistake.
"Well, then, get her yellow. Red, for love, yellow's for friendship."
I knew there was no arguing with him. Was he related to Mrs. Ungermyer or something? I sighed. "Fine. A bouquet of yellow flowers, please."
This wasn't good. The whole reason I was buying Lizzie flowers was to impress her, to show her how much I liked her. Not to tell her that we were just friends. That was one plan ruined.
As I walked back to the zoo, I scolded myself. I wanted to bang my head somewhere. "Gordo, Gordo, Gordo. Stupid Gordo."
"Hey." Lizzie greeted me as I entered the zoo. "Where were you?"
"Um..." Okay, don't blow this, Gordon. "I got you these." I said, revealing the flowers from behind my back.
Her eyes lit up. "Thanks, Gordo!" He hugged me, almost crushing the flowers. "But why?"
Yeah, Gordon, why *did* you get her flowers? "I-uh... wanted to."
Real smooth, Gordo.
She stopped hugging me and accepted the flowers. "Oh, yellow!" She exclaimed. "For friendship! You're so brilliant!"
My heart sank. "You're welcome." I muttered.
She had said 'For friendship.'
Did she really think of me that way, nothing else? After she had kissed me numerous times, after all that we had in Rome... she still thought of me as her friend?
Well, I *did* get her yellow roses.