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Lizzie paced the floor in her room, she was holding the phone number in her hand. If she called Ethan, it would become final. He'd be her date, and she wouldn't back out.
But, then again, he'd actually showed an interest in her. Unlike Gordo, who'd made it his point to avoid her. Lizzie sat down at her desk, resting her head on her hand. So, this was Gordo's nice way of telling her he wasn't interested.
Lizzie set her jaw as she picked up the phone from its cradle. Under no circumstance whatsoever was she going to allow herself to continue to mope, to hope for a glance from him. It wasn't typical of her, and she should have known from that night when she started to open up to him. No guy was worth the pain he would indubitably put her through.
Ethan was a safe route, he would be fun, entertaining, and easy not to become attached to.
She dialed the number then listened to it ring. She suddenly felt possessed to slam the phone down, but she took a deep breath.
"Yo?"
"Ethan?"
"Yo."
"Hi, it's Lizzie."
"Lizz-ay," he drew out her name in a slightly deeper voice than he usually used. "What are you doing?"
"Calling this really cute guy who asked me out at the mall today," she stated, sitting down on her bed.
"What?" Ethan asked, confusion taking over his voice.
Lizzie rolled her eyes. "Nothing. So, is that offer for the Fall Ball still good?"
"Yeah, cause you're the only one I want to go with," he stated.
Lizzie felt a smile coming on. "Really? Why?"
The phone went silent on the other end for several painstaking seconds. "Because, I like you, Lizzie," he finally stated.
She laid back on her bed, staring at the ceiling. The Fall Ball didn't seem so bleak now.
***
Gordo had his head turned towards the empty desk and the back wall in English, he was in an unusual spot, the back of the classroom. He didn't want to see Lizzie and Ethan talking. Instead, he concentrated his attention on writing the short story that was due at the end of the month.
He saw a flash of blonde hair beside him and felt his heart jump. He laid down his pen and turned towards her, then he received a shock.
"Kate?" he exclaimed.
"Hi," she smiled, looking at the ground.
"Hi," he replied cautiously.
Kate wound a stand of hair around her finger, and bit her lower lip. Gordo resisted the urge to let his jaw drop open in surprise, Kate was nervous about something.
"Did you forget to do your homework?" he asked lightly.
"No, but, um.I wanted to talk to you."
She didn't get to finish, the bell rang and there was a rush of bodies to exit the class room and get to lunch. She didn't stray far from his side as they made their way out to the courtyard.
Gordo talked absently about homework, and classes, wondering what she could possibly want.
Kate turned towards him. "You've heard about the Fall Ball right?" her voice didn't have that razor edge it usually did.
"Yeah, the whole school has heard about it," he replied, still not sure what she was getting at.
"Are you going?"
"Don't know. Haven't really thought about it."
"Well," she answered softly, her head dropped, and she looked up at him through her eyelashes. "If you had a date would you go?"
"Where are you going with this, Kate?" he asked, tilting his head as he stared at her.
Kate's mouth dropped, then her eyes did the same. She looked shocked, even pitiful. "N-nothing, nevermind."
She started to walk away and Gordo felt a wave of guilt wash over him, he reached out and grabbed her arm gently. "Wait."
Kate looked at his hand and sighed.
"If I had a date, I would go because that date would expect me to," he stated. "Now, why are you asking?"
"Nothing," she stated softly, pulling out of his grasp.
Gordo sighed. He didn't know Kate even had this soft spoken, shy side. "Come on," he prodded.
Kate stared at him for a minute, then her eyes dropped again. "I'm part of the court, and the court has to have an escort, and well, since me and Ethan broke up, I don't have a date."
Gordo could not believe he was hearing this, he absolutely could not fathom what her next words would be.
"Do you think you'd want to go with me as well, as my date?"
Gordo stared at her in disbelief. His words spilled from his lips. "Kate, you don't even like me!"
His comment looked like it wounded her. "I never said that!" she protested, her voice weak. "I'll find someone else, I'm sorry I asked."
Gordo watched her back as she walked away, behind her, he saw Lizzie and Ethan crossing the courtyard, talking animatedly about something. Suddenly, he jogged up to Kate. "I'll take you," he stated quickly, before he could change his mind. "I'll pick you up at seven on Friday. Is that okay?"
Kate smiled at him, he bet it was the first time he'd ever seen her really smile. "Thank you, Gordo." She quickly wrote down her number and thrust it into his hand then hurried away.
Gordo stared ahead of him, and took steps back until he felt a bench against his calves. Sitting down, he ran a hand through his hair, he'd just made a date with the most popular girl in school. The girl who hardly ever talked to him. The girl who had gotten into a fight with the girl he really wanted to go with. He laughed at himself, partly a laugh of insanity. He'd completely lost his mind.
Lizzie paced the floor in her room, she was holding the phone number in her hand. If she called Ethan, it would become final. He'd be her date, and she wouldn't back out.
But, then again, he'd actually showed an interest in her. Unlike Gordo, who'd made it his point to avoid her. Lizzie sat down at her desk, resting her head on her hand. So, this was Gordo's nice way of telling her he wasn't interested.
Lizzie set her jaw as she picked up the phone from its cradle. Under no circumstance whatsoever was she going to allow herself to continue to mope, to hope for a glance from him. It wasn't typical of her, and she should have known from that night when she started to open up to him. No guy was worth the pain he would indubitably put her through.
Ethan was a safe route, he would be fun, entertaining, and easy not to become attached to.
She dialed the number then listened to it ring. She suddenly felt possessed to slam the phone down, but she took a deep breath.
"Yo?"
"Ethan?"
"Yo."
"Hi, it's Lizzie."
"Lizz-ay," he drew out her name in a slightly deeper voice than he usually used. "What are you doing?"
"Calling this really cute guy who asked me out at the mall today," she stated, sitting down on her bed.
"What?" Ethan asked, confusion taking over his voice.
Lizzie rolled her eyes. "Nothing. So, is that offer for the Fall Ball still good?"
"Yeah, cause you're the only one I want to go with," he stated.
Lizzie felt a smile coming on. "Really? Why?"
The phone went silent on the other end for several painstaking seconds. "Because, I like you, Lizzie," he finally stated.
She laid back on her bed, staring at the ceiling. The Fall Ball didn't seem so bleak now.
***
Gordo had his head turned towards the empty desk and the back wall in English, he was in an unusual spot, the back of the classroom. He didn't want to see Lizzie and Ethan talking. Instead, he concentrated his attention on writing the short story that was due at the end of the month.
He saw a flash of blonde hair beside him and felt his heart jump. He laid down his pen and turned towards her, then he received a shock.
"Kate?" he exclaimed.
"Hi," she smiled, looking at the ground.
"Hi," he replied cautiously.
Kate wound a stand of hair around her finger, and bit her lower lip. Gordo resisted the urge to let his jaw drop open in surprise, Kate was nervous about something.
"Did you forget to do your homework?" he asked lightly.
"No, but, um.I wanted to talk to you."
She didn't get to finish, the bell rang and there was a rush of bodies to exit the class room and get to lunch. She didn't stray far from his side as they made their way out to the courtyard.
Gordo talked absently about homework, and classes, wondering what she could possibly want.
Kate turned towards him. "You've heard about the Fall Ball right?" her voice didn't have that razor edge it usually did.
"Yeah, the whole school has heard about it," he replied, still not sure what she was getting at.
"Are you going?"
"Don't know. Haven't really thought about it."
"Well," she answered softly, her head dropped, and she looked up at him through her eyelashes. "If you had a date would you go?"
"Where are you going with this, Kate?" he asked, tilting his head as he stared at her.
Kate's mouth dropped, then her eyes did the same. She looked shocked, even pitiful. "N-nothing, nevermind."
She started to walk away and Gordo felt a wave of guilt wash over him, he reached out and grabbed her arm gently. "Wait."
Kate looked at his hand and sighed.
"If I had a date, I would go because that date would expect me to," he stated. "Now, why are you asking?"
"Nothing," she stated softly, pulling out of his grasp.
Gordo sighed. He didn't know Kate even had this soft spoken, shy side. "Come on," he prodded.
Kate stared at him for a minute, then her eyes dropped again. "I'm part of the court, and the court has to have an escort, and well, since me and Ethan broke up, I don't have a date."
Gordo could not believe he was hearing this, he absolutely could not fathom what her next words would be.
"Do you think you'd want to go with me as well, as my date?"
Gordo stared at her in disbelief. His words spilled from his lips. "Kate, you don't even like me!"
His comment looked like it wounded her. "I never said that!" she protested, her voice weak. "I'll find someone else, I'm sorry I asked."
Gordo watched her back as she walked away, behind her, he saw Lizzie and Ethan crossing the courtyard, talking animatedly about something. Suddenly, he jogged up to Kate. "I'll take you," he stated quickly, before he could change his mind. "I'll pick you up at seven on Friday. Is that okay?"
Kate smiled at him, he bet it was the first time he'd ever seen her really smile. "Thank you, Gordo." She quickly wrote down her number and thrust it into his hand then hurried away.
Gordo stared ahead of him, and took steps back until he felt a bench against his calves. Sitting down, he ran a hand through his hair, he'd just made a date with the most popular girl in school. The girl who hardly ever talked to him. The girl who had gotten into a fight with the girl he really wanted to go with. He laughed at himself, partly a laugh of insanity. He'd completely lost his mind.