A/N: OMG! Thank you ALL for all your reviews! You guys are sweet! =) Well, I thought the Miranda part was kinda weird, but if it makes a good story… lol, I don't even know what's coming next! We'll all just hafta wait! Lol, and another thing, I don't know if Lizzie's dad is a good cook, so don't flame me for it!! This is MY story, rememba? lol
CHAPTER 4 - Gordo's Mistake
GORDO'S POV
"Hi, uh, is Lizzie there?" I asked, as soon as Matt McGuire, Lizzie's little brother, picked up the telephone.
"Hi Gordo, why do you hang out with my dorky sister, anyways?" Matt inquired before handing Lizzie the phone. "It's for you," I heard him say.
"Hello?"
"Hi Lizzie, it's Gordo."
"Oh, hey Gordo," Lizzie said, kind of flatly. "Wanna come over for dinner?"
"Sure, sounds good." I smiled over the phone. "What time are you having dinner? And is your dad cooking again?"
Lizzie giggled. Her laugh makes me… you know… "Dinner's at 5:00, and no, my dad isn't cooking again. My mom banned him from cooking." She sighed. "Gordo, do you really like Miranda like that?"
Oh Shit.
"Umm, yeah, of course I do."
There was a pause, then I heard her breathe out a sigh, "Oh." She muttered. "I… just didn't think you thought of her that way…"
"No, I'm good at hiding my feelings…" I lied. Why do I always LIE?
"Sure you are!" Lizzie giggled again. Arrgghh!! Why does she giggle like that? It makes me want to hold her and tickle her sides and make her giggle more.
"Alright, see ya at…5:00?"
"5:00." Lizzie confirmed.
"See ya."
"Bye." Lizzie said, and I heard the phone hang up.
I wish there was some way… some way that Lizzie could be mine. Instead of Miranda. I mean, Miranda's amazing and all, but… she isn't Lizzie. I hung up the phone and started to pull my shirt off of my head, then took of my belt, and finally unbuttoned my pants and pulled off my boxers. I opened my bathroom door and turned on the shower, and made it hot. I love hot showers. Especially when I'm stressed out.
"Gahh, I'm screwed." I groaned, stepping into my shower. I squirted some shampoo on my hand, rubbed my hands together, then massaged my hair, waited a moment, then rinsed. I then used the conditioner. I wondered what kind of conditioner Lizzie used.
I pulled myself out of the shower, and slipped on clean clothes. I slapped some cologne on, brushed my teeth and took one final look in the mirror. "Oh, Gordo, Gordo, Gordo," I sighed, shaking my head, "What have you gotten yourself in to THIS time?"
LIZZIE'S POV
I invited Gordo to dinner. It's the least I could do. After all, I'm in love with him. And not to mention the fact I'm in love with my boyfriend, Tanner Martin, who happens to be the hottest senior at Hillridge High.
I felt lucky for a while. I felt lucky to be dating Tanner. But I was jealous of Miranda. Jealousy hurts, I should know that. Because when you're jealous, there's nothing you can do. You're just jealous, wishing you could be the person you're jealous of. But I didn't want to be Miranda, I wanted to have what Miranda had.
Who was I kidding? I have Tanner! …Right?
Ugh! Love sucks. But I couldn't tell Gordo how I felt, Miranda would kill me. And Gordo probably didn't feel the same way. Well, it didn't matter. I needed to get ready.
I picked out the PERFECT outfit. I wore my favorite light blue jeans, a yellow shirt with my favorite number, 8, on the front and back, but on the back it said "Blonde." in pink letters! I thought it was adorable. And my hair was in a messy bun with pink streaks! I put on my favorite perfume, Happy by Clinique, *A/N: I don't own Happy* and put on my make-up, a few sparkles, and one final look in the mirror.
"You got it, Lizzie…" I smiled to myself. Just then, I heard the doorbell rang. "This is it…"
I ran down the stairs and opened the door. There stood Gordo.
GORDO'S POV
Wow. All I can say is, Wow. Lizzie looked beautiful. "Hey Lizzie." I said plainly. She reached in and gave me a hug.
"Gordon!" She giggled. I hate it when she giggles, because when she giggles I know it doesn't mean anything special.
"Elizabeth!" I shrieked in a high-pitched voice. I smiled at her, might I add, cutely, as Lizzie would probably say, and walked into the kitchen with her. "Hi Mrs. McGuire, Mr. McGuire."
"Oh, hi Gordo!" Mrs. McGuire said to me. "Come on in and sit down."
"Thanks," I said, "How are you?"
"I'm doing good, how are you?"
"Same."
"I heard you and Miranda are going steady?" Mr. McGuire said.
Lizzie looked mortified. "Dad, it's called going out." She put her cute little hands on her face, "Not 'going steady.' You're too old fashioned."
I blushed, "Well, yea, Lizzie and I are going out."
The room was silent. I felt my face getting hotter. My heart started beating fast. I started sweating everywhere, then realized I had forgotten to put on deodorant. What kind of IDIOT am I?
"Umm, uhh, I mean, *Miranda* and I are going out…" I said, my hands fumbling, my face red hot. "I was looking at Lizzie when I said it,… so I didn't really… uhhmmm…"
"Gordo's got a crruuush! Gordo's got a crruuush!" Matt started chanting. Now I understand why Lizzie hates him. "Gordo's got a crush on my dorky sister!"
"Matt!" Lizzie screamed, frustrated, shot a glance at me, then stormed upstairs. I felt soo… soo soo stupid. I couldn't believe what I had just said.
"Umm, Gordo," Mr. McGuire said. "You might want to go talk to Lizzie."
"I will. I hope you all know I am going out with Miranda, it was a name & face thing."
"Lizzie & Gordo, sittin' in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
In my dreams, Matt. I knew Lizzie didn't like me like that. And just then, she was probably pissed at me. I walked upstairs, into her room, and knocked. "Lizzie, can I, uhh, come in?"
"If it's Gordo." She stammered, sniffing. …Was she crying?
"Lizzie, look, I'm… really, really sorry."
"Gordo! Everything in my life is screwed up!"
"…I'm sorry, I shouldn't have humiliated you in front of your parents like that."
"No,… Gordo, umm… I…"
"Yeah?" I said hopeful, hoping she'd say what I wanted to hear, anxious for what her answer would be…
"I really lo--"
The door knocked ferociously. "Let me know if you're making out so I don't hafta come in!" Matt sneered.
"MATT! I'm gonna kill you! We're not making out!" She fumed.
"That's good," he said, walking into the room, "Dinners ready anyways, we're waiting for you."
Lizzie rolled her eyes and threw a pink princess pillow at Matt, hitting him square on the face. I smirked. "Nice shot."
"Thanks." She said, her voice in a… pissed-off tone.
"Well… uhh, let's go down to dinner."
"Oww!" Matt whined, "MOOOOMMM!!!" He wailed, taking off like a rocket down the stairs. "Lizzie threw a pillow at me!"
"Lizzie don't throw pillows at your little brother."
"Ha-ha, Lizzie got in trouble!"
"Uggh!!" Lizzie groaned falling straight back onto her bed. "I hate my family!"
"Lizzie, let's just go downstairs, I'll stick up for you if you feel stress coming on."
"Thanks Gordo," she sighed, "You're the best."
I didn't say anything. I just walked out of her room and she followed me, wiping away her tears. I felt bad for her. She really did have a lot of responsibility. But then… the phone rang. And of all people, and all my luck, Tanner was the one calling.
"Hi Tanner!…uh-huh… Oh yeah!! Tomorrow? Well, actually….Oh! Are you serious? That's awesome! But really my mom and I are going shopping for homecoming, it's next weekend you know. I know. Aww, that's so sweet, you'll look great no matter what you're wearing too. Ugh, no you can't wear a bath-towel! I don't want other girls checking my man out! Haha, yeah, alright… OMG I'm so mad about that!…She did? Oh! Haha, that's a typical Kate thing to do. OMG Don't believe anything she says. Oh, mom's yelling at me. I hafta go. I love you too, Tanner! Hehe!… alright, uh-huh, okay, no you say bye first! Noo, you say bye! Tanner, I'm not hanging up till you say bye first! OMG you are too sweet for me! Just hang up! Screw the ladies first rule… haha… yeah… Oh I know I hate that! Flirty-too-happy-cheer-leader *A/N - I DO NOT HAVE ANYTHING AGAINST CHEERLEADERS BECAUSE MY MOMMA WAS ONE!* girls are too annoying. Fine, I'll hang up first. I love you again. Hehe! Okay…Bye."
"Lizzie you're annoying on the phone!" Matt teased, "don't you, of all people, actually know how to talk on the phone?"
"SHUT UP MATT!" She bellowed.
"Kids, no fighting at the dinner table." Mr. McGuire said.
"This smells delicious!" I commented politely, nodding at Mrs. McGuire. She winked and smiled happily at me. Dinner was good for the most part. Lizzie spilt Matt's drink on him, probably on purpose, and then Matt flicked spaghetti at her, but it landed on the chair. It was kind of funny.
"Well, it's 7:00 and I better head home." I said, stretching out.
"Lizzie, why don't you walk Gordo home, it's dark outside."
"Sure," She smiled, "I'd be happy to walk home with Gordo. Be back in like … 10 minutes!"
LIZZIE'S POV
I gladly accepted the offer to walk Gordo home. Maybe I'd see Tanner on the way home shooting hoops or throwing a football outside. And then I could kiss him one more time. But really. That night was a disaster. The only good thing about having Gordo over for dinner is I found out he really, truly likes me. Because he slipped and said my name when telling my parents about him and Miranda. I couldn't have been happier.
But I ran upstairs. I was in my room crying of happiness!! He must've thought I was crying because I was sad, because he kept apologizing and freaking out. I wanted to dump Tanner after that happened, but he called me and I fell in love with him again. Oh well. Walking home with Gordo would be another adventure, and chance to see what a good decision would be. I couldn't wait!
I grabbed a jacket and walked out side with Gordo. He was kinda walking quietly, and I knew he was thinking about something because his hands were in his pockets, he wasn't talking, and his eyebrows were in an arch type position. I love it when his eye brows are like that.
"Gordo, thanks for coming over for dinner," I spoke up.
"Thanks for inviting me."
"No problem, I wanted you to come. I really wanted to spend some quality time with you. We never hang out friend-to-friend anymore. And now that we both are in relationships, we really won't get to hang out at all."
"Yeah, I guess…" he said. "Umm, Lizzie," he stopped abruptly, and looked me in the eyes. We stood there for what seemed countless hours. "I… I really want to tell you something."
"Yeah?" I said, fluttering my eye-lashes at him, then giggled. He kind of twitched when I giggled. I wondered why he always did that whenever I giggled.
"Umm… oh, Tanner's coming…" he sighed, his gaunt expression turning in to a disappointed look.
"Baby…" Tanner cooed in my ear. "I wish we could've talked on the phone longer…"
"I know!" I sighed, "I didn't have time! My mom was getting totally POed!"
"That sucks…" he stroked my face with his hand. "Are you cold?"
"No, I'm fine," I smiled at him, kissing him on the lips briefly. "I was just walking Gordo home."
"Oh, I was shooting hoops. Stop by on your way back!" He grinned.
"Alright, bye!" I hugged him then walked Gordo the rest of the way. "He is TOTALLY sweet…" I said in a day-dreaming tone.
"I don't know…" Gordo mumbled, "I don't trust him… there's SOMETHING about him that makes me… wonder…"
"Gordo it's okay… I know how to use good judgement. He's good to me, right? That's good. At least he isn't abusive."
"Lizzie you've been going out with him for a day. A DAY."
"But I've known him for like… five years."
"I've known him longer."
"Gordo… just drop the subject. I do not want to fight with you."
"I know… I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay, bye." I smiled, hugging him. He tucked his hands in his pockets again and his eye brows arched. I wanted to kiss him as soon as it happened, but remembered I'd have another one to kiss down the street waiting for me. So I skipped off.
He was shooting hoops and he was making every single one. Then he noticed me smiling and watching him. He walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me. The next thing I knew, I wasn't on Tanner Martin's drive way watching him play basketball anymore…
A/N: I'll update soon! Tell me what you think, please please please!! I won't update till I get more reviews! lol, j/k! But please review. I'll write but won't update till I get at least 10 reviews! lol! Hahaha! I'm such a brunette! ;)
CHAPTER 4 - Gordo's Mistake
GORDO'S POV
"Hi, uh, is Lizzie there?" I asked, as soon as Matt McGuire, Lizzie's little brother, picked up the telephone.
"Hi Gordo, why do you hang out with my dorky sister, anyways?" Matt inquired before handing Lizzie the phone. "It's for you," I heard him say.
"Hello?"
"Hi Lizzie, it's Gordo."
"Oh, hey Gordo," Lizzie said, kind of flatly. "Wanna come over for dinner?"
"Sure, sounds good." I smiled over the phone. "What time are you having dinner? And is your dad cooking again?"
Lizzie giggled. Her laugh makes me… you know… "Dinner's at 5:00, and no, my dad isn't cooking again. My mom banned him from cooking." She sighed. "Gordo, do you really like Miranda like that?"
Oh Shit.
"Umm, yeah, of course I do."
There was a pause, then I heard her breathe out a sigh, "Oh." She muttered. "I… just didn't think you thought of her that way…"
"No, I'm good at hiding my feelings…" I lied. Why do I always LIE?
"Sure you are!" Lizzie giggled again. Arrgghh!! Why does she giggle like that? It makes me want to hold her and tickle her sides and make her giggle more.
"Alright, see ya at…5:00?"
"5:00." Lizzie confirmed.
"See ya."
"Bye." Lizzie said, and I heard the phone hang up.
I wish there was some way… some way that Lizzie could be mine. Instead of Miranda. I mean, Miranda's amazing and all, but… she isn't Lizzie. I hung up the phone and started to pull my shirt off of my head, then took of my belt, and finally unbuttoned my pants and pulled off my boxers. I opened my bathroom door and turned on the shower, and made it hot. I love hot showers. Especially when I'm stressed out.
"Gahh, I'm screwed." I groaned, stepping into my shower. I squirted some shampoo on my hand, rubbed my hands together, then massaged my hair, waited a moment, then rinsed. I then used the conditioner. I wondered what kind of conditioner Lizzie used.
I pulled myself out of the shower, and slipped on clean clothes. I slapped some cologne on, brushed my teeth and took one final look in the mirror. "Oh, Gordo, Gordo, Gordo," I sighed, shaking my head, "What have you gotten yourself in to THIS time?"
LIZZIE'S POV
I invited Gordo to dinner. It's the least I could do. After all, I'm in love with him. And not to mention the fact I'm in love with my boyfriend, Tanner Martin, who happens to be the hottest senior at Hillridge High.
I felt lucky for a while. I felt lucky to be dating Tanner. But I was jealous of Miranda. Jealousy hurts, I should know that. Because when you're jealous, there's nothing you can do. You're just jealous, wishing you could be the person you're jealous of. But I didn't want to be Miranda, I wanted to have what Miranda had.
Who was I kidding? I have Tanner! …Right?
Ugh! Love sucks. But I couldn't tell Gordo how I felt, Miranda would kill me. And Gordo probably didn't feel the same way. Well, it didn't matter. I needed to get ready.
I picked out the PERFECT outfit. I wore my favorite light blue jeans, a yellow shirt with my favorite number, 8, on the front and back, but on the back it said "Blonde." in pink letters! I thought it was adorable. And my hair was in a messy bun with pink streaks! I put on my favorite perfume, Happy by Clinique, *A/N: I don't own Happy* and put on my make-up, a few sparkles, and one final look in the mirror.
"You got it, Lizzie…" I smiled to myself. Just then, I heard the doorbell rang. "This is it…"
I ran down the stairs and opened the door. There stood Gordo.
GORDO'S POV
Wow. All I can say is, Wow. Lizzie looked beautiful. "Hey Lizzie." I said plainly. She reached in and gave me a hug.
"Gordon!" She giggled. I hate it when she giggles, because when she giggles I know it doesn't mean anything special.
"Elizabeth!" I shrieked in a high-pitched voice. I smiled at her, might I add, cutely, as Lizzie would probably say, and walked into the kitchen with her. "Hi Mrs. McGuire, Mr. McGuire."
"Oh, hi Gordo!" Mrs. McGuire said to me. "Come on in and sit down."
"Thanks," I said, "How are you?"
"I'm doing good, how are you?"
"Same."
"I heard you and Miranda are going steady?" Mr. McGuire said.
Lizzie looked mortified. "Dad, it's called going out." She put her cute little hands on her face, "Not 'going steady.' You're too old fashioned."
I blushed, "Well, yea, Lizzie and I are going out."
The room was silent. I felt my face getting hotter. My heart started beating fast. I started sweating everywhere, then realized I had forgotten to put on deodorant. What kind of IDIOT am I?
"Umm, uhh, I mean, *Miranda* and I are going out…" I said, my hands fumbling, my face red hot. "I was looking at Lizzie when I said it,… so I didn't really… uhhmmm…"
"Gordo's got a crruuush! Gordo's got a crruuush!" Matt started chanting. Now I understand why Lizzie hates him. "Gordo's got a crush on my dorky sister!"
"Matt!" Lizzie screamed, frustrated, shot a glance at me, then stormed upstairs. I felt soo… soo soo stupid. I couldn't believe what I had just said.
"Umm, Gordo," Mr. McGuire said. "You might want to go talk to Lizzie."
"I will. I hope you all know I am going out with Miranda, it was a name & face thing."
"Lizzie & Gordo, sittin' in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
In my dreams, Matt. I knew Lizzie didn't like me like that. And just then, she was probably pissed at me. I walked upstairs, into her room, and knocked. "Lizzie, can I, uhh, come in?"
"If it's Gordo." She stammered, sniffing. …Was she crying?
"Lizzie, look, I'm… really, really sorry."
"Gordo! Everything in my life is screwed up!"
"…I'm sorry, I shouldn't have humiliated you in front of your parents like that."
"No,… Gordo, umm… I…"
"Yeah?" I said hopeful, hoping she'd say what I wanted to hear, anxious for what her answer would be…
"I really lo--"
The door knocked ferociously. "Let me know if you're making out so I don't hafta come in!" Matt sneered.
"MATT! I'm gonna kill you! We're not making out!" She fumed.
"That's good," he said, walking into the room, "Dinners ready anyways, we're waiting for you."
Lizzie rolled her eyes and threw a pink princess pillow at Matt, hitting him square on the face. I smirked. "Nice shot."
"Thanks." She said, her voice in a… pissed-off tone.
"Well… uhh, let's go down to dinner."
"Oww!" Matt whined, "MOOOOMMM!!!" He wailed, taking off like a rocket down the stairs. "Lizzie threw a pillow at me!"
"Lizzie don't throw pillows at your little brother."
"Ha-ha, Lizzie got in trouble!"
"Uggh!!" Lizzie groaned falling straight back onto her bed. "I hate my family!"
"Lizzie, let's just go downstairs, I'll stick up for you if you feel stress coming on."
"Thanks Gordo," she sighed, "You're the best."
I didn't say anything. I just walked out of her room and she followed me, wiping away her tears. I felt bad for her. She really did have a lot of responsibility. But then… the phone rang. And of all people, and all my luck, Tanner was the one calling.
"Hi Tanner!…uh-huh… Oh yeah!! Tomorrow? Well, actually….Oh! Are you serious? That's awesome! But really my mom and I are going shopping for homecoming, it's next weekend you know. I know. Aww, that's so sweet, you'll look great no matter what you're wearing too. Ugh, no you can't wear a bath-towel! I don't want other girls checking my man out! Haha, yeah, alright… OMG I'm so mad about that!…She did? Oh! Haha, that's a typical Kate thing to do. OMG Don't believe anything she says. Oh, mom's yelling at me. I hafta go. I love you too, Tanner! Hehe!… alright, uh-huh, okay, no you say bye first! Noo, you say bye! Tanner, I'm not hanging up till you say bye first! OMG you are too sweet for me! Just hang up! Screw the ladies first rule… haha… yeah… Oh I know I hate that! Flirty-too-happy-cheer-leader *A/N - I DO NOT HAVE ANYTHING AGAINST CHEERLEADERS BECAUSE MY MOMMA WAS ONE!* girls are too annoying. Fine, I'll hang up first. I love you again. Hehe! Okay…Bye."
"Lizzie you're annoying on the phone!" Matt teased, "don't you, of all people, actually know how to talk on the phone?"
"SHUT UP MATT!" She bellowed.
"Kids, no fighting at the dinner table." Mr. McGuire said.
"This smells delicious!" I commented politely, nodding at Mrs. McGuire. She winked and smiled happily at me. Dinner was good for the most part. Lizzie spilt Matt's drink on him, probably on purpose, and then Matt flicked spaghetti at her, but it landed on the chair. It was kind of funny.
"Well, it's 7:00 and I better head home." I said, stretching out.
"Lizzie, why don't you walk Gordo home, it's dark outside."
"Sure," She smiled, "I'd be happy to walk home with Gordo. Be back in like … 10 minutes!"
LIZZIE'S POV
I gladly accepted the offer to walk Gordo home. Maybe I'd see Tanner on the way home shooting hoops or throwing a football outside. And then I could kiss him one more time. But really. That night was a disaster. The only good thing about having Gordo over for dinner is I found out he really, truly likes me. Because he slipped and said my name when telling my parents about him and Miranda. I couldn't have been happier.
But I ran upstairs. I was in my room crying of happiness!! He must've thought I was crying because I was sad, because he kept apologizing and freaking out. I wanted to dump Tanner after that happened, but he called me and I fell in love with him again. Oh well. Walking home with Gordo would be another adventure, and chance to see what a good decision would be. I couldn't wait!
I grabbed a jacket and walked out side with Gordo. He was kinda walking quietly, and I knew he was thinking about something because his hands were in his pockets, he wasn't talking, and his eyebrows were in an arch type position. I love it when his eye brows are like that.
"Gordo, thanks for coming over for dinner," I spoke up.
"Thanks for inviting me."
"No problem, I wanted you to come. I really wanted to spend some quality time with you. We never hang out friend-to-friend anymore. And now that we both are in relationships, we really won't get to hang out at all."
"Yeah, I guess…" he said. "Umm, Lizzie," he stopped abruptly, and looked me in the eyes. We stood there for what seemed countless hours. "I… I really want to tell you something."
"Yeah?" I said, fluttering my eye-lashes at him, then giggled. He kind of twitched when I giggled. I wondered why he always did that whenever I giggled.
"Umm… oh, Tanner's coming…" he sighed, his gaunt expression turning in to a disappointed look.
"Baby…" Tanner cooed in my ear. "I wish we could've talked on the phone longer…"
"I know!" I sighed, "I didn't have time! My mom was getting totally POed!"
"That sucks…" he stroked my face with his hand. "Are you cold?"
"No, I'm fine," I smiled at him, kissing him on the lips briefly. "I was just walking Gordo home."
"Oh, I was shooting hoops. Stop by on your way back!" He grinned.
"Alright, bye!" I hugged him then walked Gordo the rest of the way. "He is TOTALLY sweet…" I said in a day-dreaming tone.
"I don't know…" Gordo mumbled, "I don't trust him… there's SOMETHING about him that makes me… wonder…"
"Gordo it's okay… I know how to use good judgement. He's good to me, right? That's good. At least he isn't abusive."
"Lizzie you've been going out with him for a day. A DAY."
"But I've known him for like… five years."
"I've known him longer."
"Gordo… just drop the subject. I do not want to fight with you."
"I know… I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay, bye." I smiled, hugging him. He tucked his hands in his pockets again and his eye brows arched. I wanted to kiss him as soon as it happened, but remembered I'd have another one to kiss down the street waiting for me. So I skipped off.
He was shooting hoops and he was making every single one. Then he noticed me smiling and watching him. He walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me. The next thing I knew, I wasn't on Tanner Martin's drive way watching him play basketball anymore…
A/N: I'll update soon! Tell me what you think, please please please!! I won't update till I get more reviews! lol, j/k! But please review. I'll write but won't update till I get at least 10 reviews! lol! Hahaha! I'm such a brunette! ;)