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Gordo restlessly paced his room. He'd been released from the hospital early that Monday morning. Miranda had called last night to ask if he would want his school work, she'd said she would drop it off after school and it was now four thirty.
Sighing, he sat down on the edge of his bed and ran his hands through his hair. He was still sore, but he'd expected to be. He was still shocked about his behavior and actions of the previous week. He knew he'd been stupid, but he'd been so caught up that he didn't use logic, he stupidly acted.
Lizzie had been right, he was lucky to be alive. His doctors were baffled as to how he was thrown from the car and still received so little injuries, and he had given up trying to make sense of it.
Finally, he heard the doorbell ring downstairs, he ran down the stairs and yanked open the door. He smiled at Miranda. "Hi."
"I take it someone's been bored all day," she laughed, following him into the house.
"Yeah," he agreed, but he didn't want to talk about him. "Did you talk to Lizzie today?"
Miranda shot him a duh look. "Yeah."
"Did she say anything?"
"About you?" Miranda asked.
Gordo nodded. He knew Miranda knew, but he didn't know if she would tell him.
She shrugged. "No."
He sighed and flopped down onto the couch.
Miranda quickly told him what had been assigned and when the test would be. Roberta came into the room, and Miranda smiled, then quickly said her goodbyes.
"Mom," he stated, following her into the kitchen.
"David, you've got homework to do, don't follow me around the house."
He sighed, his mother had given him a hard time all day because in his boredom he'd become her new shadow.
He wanted to see Lizzie, he needed to see Lizzie. He glanced at his Mom, but knew she wouldn't let him. Sighing, he strode back into the living room and grabbed the books.
Inside his room, he tossed them on the desk then looked around. His eyes landed on the window. He walked over and glanced out. The roof of the porch sloped down, and he knew that it may be possible for him to climb out and drop down.
He leaned back against the wall. He was supposed to be done with all of this sneaking around. He glanced at the clock, if he hurried, his mother wouldn't even notice.
Grabbing his sneakers, he pulled them on then a sweatshirt over his head. He swiftly locked the bedroom door then silently pulled up the window. Taking a deep breath, he poked his head out and glanced around, he didn't see his mother outside or his father's car.
He put a leg through the window, then the other. As he slid carefully along the roof, desperately tried to be sure of his footing, his body was fragile right now and if he fell, he probably wouldn't be so lucky again. He peered over the edge of the roof and sighed. After maneuvering his body until he was dangling down and his feet brushed the rail. He dropped down, then climbed off the rail. He glanced around, so far the coast was still clear.
He took off down the street. In his head, he tried to imagine what he would say. What could he say though? 'Hey, I've been an ass for the last week, but I want to date you.' He laughed, that wouldn't work.
Before he had time to argue with himself more, he was at the house. He felt his courage drop, but he would go through with this. Striding up, he rapped on the door.
When the door opened, he felt his breath catch in his throat. There she was, looking as beautiful as ever.
"Hi," she smiled.
"Lizzie-" words just would not form.
She stepped forward and pulled the door shut behind her. "Yeah?"
Gordo took a deep breath. "I know for the past week I was an idiot, and I deserved ever word you told me in the hospital. But what I don't deserve, but I'm going to ask for it anyway, is for you to forgive me. I know I'm an idiot, and you probably don't want to talk to me at all, but Lizzie, I care about you, a lot." He stared at her face, watching her expression. Words were failing him again.
Lizzie glanced down at the ground, then looked at him through her eyelashes. "Gordo," she laughed softly at herself. "You should know that I can't be mad at you. You're one of my best friends, and you may act like an idiot, but I still care about you. And you make me so mad, and you drive me insane, but it doesn't matter."
He felt panic take over. "Why doesn't it matter?" he blurted out.
"Because, I'm still going to feel the same for you no matter what," Lizzie stated.
He threw his arms around her, holding her tight, he didn't ever want to let go. Regretfully, he knew he had to. He couldn't hold on to her forever. Stepping back, he glanced down at his feet then up at her. "I'm grounded until forever, but, once it's over, if you're still interested, I want to take you out."
Lizzie bit her bottom lip and looked up at him. "Sounds good."
He reached up and cupped the side of her face. He lowered his lips to hers and for a moment, nothing else mattered. Just them in that moment. With a happy sigh, he pulled back. "I have to go before Mom realizes I'm gone. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"
Lizzie smiled and nodded.
Gordo quickly took off down the sidewalk, walking backwards, he almost tripped over a yard decoration, and finally turned around. He had to have the best friend in the world, but now she was more than a friend. ***
Lizzie smiled as she watched Gordo walk away, he was back. Everything else, well, it wouldn't ever be normal again, but she sure liked the direction it was going in. With a delighted sigh, she shut the door then ran up the stairs to call Miranda.
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The End! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I can't believe it's over! But it was great while it lasted! *sigh* Thanks so much to everyone who Read and Reviewed, all of your comments were great and you helped me write this story more than you know!
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Gordo restlessly paced his room. He'd been released from the hospital early that Monday morning. Miranda had called last night to ask if he would want his school work, she'd said she would drop it off after school and it was now four thirty.
Sighing, he sat down on the edge of his bed and ran his hands through his hair. He was still sore, but he'd expected to be. He was still shocked about his behavior and actions of the previous week. He knew he'd been stupid, but he'd been so caught up that he didn't use logic, he stupidly acted.
Lizzie had been right, he was lucky to be alive. His doctors were baffled as to how he was thrown from the car and still received so little injuries, and he had given up trying to make sense of it.
Finally, he heard the doorbell ring downstairs, he ran down the stairs and yanked open the door. He smiled at Miranda. "Hi."
"I take it someone's been bored all day," she laughed, following him into the house.
"Yeah," he agreed, but he didn't want to talk about him. "Did you talk to Lizzie today?"
Miranda shot him a duh look. "Yeah."
"Did she say anything?"
"About you?" Miranda asked.
Gordo nodded. He knew Miranda knew, but he didn't know if she would tell him.
She shrugged. "No."
He sighed and flopped down onto the couch.
Miranda quickly told him what had been assigned and when the test would be. Roberta came into the room, and Miranda smiled, then quickly said her goodbyes.
"Mom," he stated, following her into the kitchen.
"David, you've got homework to do, don't follow me around the house."
He sighed, his mother had given him a hard time all day because in his boredom he'd become her new shadow.
He wanted to see Lizzie, he needed to see Lizzie. He glanced at his Mom, but knew she wouldn't let him. Sighing, he strode back into the living room and grabbed the books.
Inside his room, he tossed them on the desk then looked around. His eyes landed on the window. He walked over and glanced out. The roof of the porch sloped down, and he knew that it may be possible for him to climb out and drop down.
He leaned back against the wall. He was supposed to be done with all of this sneaking around. He glanced at the clock, if he hurried, his mother wouldn't even notice.
Grabbing his sneakers, he pulled them on then a sweatshirt over his head. He swiftly locked the bedroom door then silently pulled up the window. Taking a deep breath, he poked his head out and glanced around, he didn't see his mother outside or his father's car.
He put a leg through the window, then the other. As he slid carefully along the roof, desperately tried to be sure of his footing, his body was fragile right now and if he fell, he probably wouldn't be so lucky again. He peered over the edge of the roof and sighed. After maneuvering his body until he was dangling down and his feet brushed the rail. He dropped down, then climbed off the rail. He glanced around, so far the coast was still clear.
He took off down the street. In his head, he tried to imagine what he would say. What could he say though? 'Hey, I've been an ass for the last week, but I want to date you.' He laughed, that wouldn't work.
Before he had time to argue with himself more, he was at the house. He felt his courage drop, but he would go through with this. Striding up, he rapped on the door.
When the door opened, he felt his breath catch in his throat. There she was, looking as beautiful as ever.
"Hi," she smiled.
"Lizzie-" words just would not form.
She stepped forward and pulled the door shut behind her. "Yeah?"
Gordo took a deep breath. "I know for the past week I was an idiot, and I deserved ever word you told me in the hospital. But what I don't deserve, but I'm going to ask for it anyway, is for you to forgive me. I know I'm an idiot, and you probably don't want to talk to me at all, but Lizzie, I care about you, a lot." He stared at her face, watching her expression. Words were failing him again.
Lizzie glanced down at the ground, then looked at him through her eyelashes. "Gordo," she laughed softly at herself. "You should know that I can't be mad at you. You're one of my best friends, and you may act like an idiot, but I still care about you. And you make me so mad, and you drive me insane, but it doesn't matter."
He felt panic take over. "Why doesn't it matter?" he blurted out.
"Because, I'm still going to feel the same for you no matter what," Lizzie stated.
He threw his arms around her, holding her tight, he didn't ever want to let go. Regretfully, he knew he had to. He couldn't hold on to her forever. Stepping back, he glanced down at his feet then up at her. "I'm grounded until forever, but, once it's over, if you're still interested, I want to take you out."
Lizzie bit her bottom lip and looked up at him. "Sounds good."
He reached up and cupped the side of her face. He lowered his lips to hers and for a moment, nothing else mattered. Just them in that moment. With a happy sigh, he pulled back. "I have to go before Mom realizes I'm gone. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"
Lizzie smiled and nodded.
Gordo quickly took off down the sidewalk, walking backwards, he almost tripped over a yard decoration, and finally turned around. He had to have the best friend in the world, but now she was more than a friend. ***
Lizzie smiled as she watched Gordo walk away, he was back. Everything else, well, it wouldn't ever be normal again, but she sure liked the direction it was going in. With a delighted sigh, she shut the door then ran up the stairs to call Miranda.
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The End! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I can't believe it's over! But it was great while it lasted! *sigh* Thanks so much to everyone who Read and Reviewed, all of your comments were great and you helped me write this story more than you know!
So one more time, for old times sake REVIEW! Review the final chapter, Review the whole thing, let me know what you think!
Keep a look out for my next one! Coming very soon!