Author's Note: Here, as promised, is the next chapter in a *reasonable timeframe*. I'm starting to feel alot better about this guys! And thanks for all the wonderful reviews, they've helped keep me inspired. :)
Donna: Thanks for your review! Bobby would, of course, ruin it. ...Stupid Bobby.... ::sigh:: And we shall see how things go between Robby... er, Bobby and Lizzie. ;)
Baby Bunnie (*not* Baby Bunnie1): Whatever fanfiction.net's reasoning... it still blows. And here's this next chapter, proving that I'm really gonna try and get back on track with my story. Thanks for the encouragement! I'm so glad you like it... :)
BROEmEaNtToBe: Hey, better late than never, right? Little sisters are the bomb, and mine just happens to be super-cool. Thank you for such high praise! I'm really glad you're enjoying it. Thanks!
Suzanne LongBranch: Thanks for letting me know! I try to make it as humorous as possible... I love to be able to laugh at things. :) And if you stick around long enough, you will find out that there are *a* *lot* of older-teens/early-twenties people who dig the L/G vibe....
Black Knight: I'm back! You can all put away the rotten tomatoes and small rocks... :) Glad you liked the chapter! And thanks for explaining the name thing. I still think it's janky, but at least I know why they did it now...
hyuinn: Chickie, you need to decide on a name to review me with. :) But you're my cute little sister, so I guess I'll let it slide.... ::smoooooooch::
Anonymous: Thanks! I'm so glad you liked it!
orange crush3: Weeeeeell... Such actual (instead of dreamed) violence would maybe make this toe the PG-13/R line, and I didn't want that to happen... besides, Kevin gets his comeuppance later in the story. ;) And thank you for your compliments... I'm so happy someone else is enjoying it! Updating can be hard, I know, so don't worry about your story... you'll finish it soon enough, I'm sure! :)
SabrinaYutsuki: Wow, thank you! I'm glad you like it! 'Sokay, get hooked... We'll set you up with an IV or something... :)
Lara783: No, not abandoned! At least, not permanently. ::sigh:: I was a bad little writer there for awhile, but I'm hoping I start being a good little writer again soon. :) Tension is good, tension creates interest.... It will resolve itself soon enough, I suspect! ;) Thanks for reading!
liz3386: Bobby is supposed to irritate everyone... I mean, hello, he gets in the way of Gordo and Lizzie. What's to like? :) I'm glad you think I'm doing a good job, and I will definitely be updating sooner than I did last time. (*TWO* *MONTHS*?! What was I *thinking*?) :)
Shayley Rain: I know, doesn't Bobby have the absolute *worst* timing ever? ::sigh:: Thank you for your encouragement! I'll work hard to do so... :)
Oh, btw... has anyone heard any new episode/continuing season Lizzie McGuire updates?
And now, for something completely different (like a chapter posted in a decent amount of time)...
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"Oh. Hi Bobby..." Gordo heard Lizzie say, then immediately tuned out, feeling a sense of defeat. Bobby had called after all, and Lizzie was going to slip slowly and surely out of his reach. Again. He noticed Lizzie glancing at him out of the corner of his eye.
"Oh no... I'm not too busy to talk..." Gordo did a mental double take. What, he suddenly wasn't important or something? But that brainless *oaf* was good enough to talk to? Gordo started to do a slow burn.
"Go out this Saturday?" Pause. "Oh, um..." Lizzie glanced at Gordo again. "Sure, I don't have anything to do...." WHAT?! Gordo thought. This was just *too* much. His swim meet was this Saturday! The swim meet she had promised to come to *two* *weeks* *ago*! Gordo stood up abruptly and stalked to the bathroom, feeling Lizzie's eyes on his back the whole way there. He carefully shut the door behind himself and stood in front of the sink, staring into the mirror. He heaved a sigh. Okay Gordo, he thought to himself, you can do this. No big deal. Be understanding; and guy she likes is asking her out and that's more important than some stupid swim meet. He turned on the faucet and splashed some cold water on his face, then left the bathroom just as Lizzie was hanging up her phone. She glaced up quickly, then looked away from him.
"That was... um... Bobby," Lizzie said softly, almost nervously.
"So I heard," Gordo answered coolly.
"He... uh... wants to go out this Saturday," she offered hesitantly.
"Have a good time," Gordo replied nonchalantly.
Lizzie looked a little uncertain. "Is anything... um... wrong?" she asked. *Definitely* nervous now, Gordo thought sardonically.
"No Lizzie, nothing's wrong," Gordo said, picking up his wallet. "I've gotta get going, I'll talk to you later," Gordo told her, heading for the door.
"Gordo!" Lizzie said sharply. Gordo turned and looked at her. "What's up with you?" she asked, confused. "You just got here an hour ago."
"Nothing Lizzie," Gordo replied, still cool as ice, and turning back towards the door.
"David Zephyr Gordon!" Lizzie practically shouted. Gordo turned around with a sigh and crossed his arms.
"What?" he asked, irritated. He watched, shocked, as Lizzie stalked up to him and started poking him in the chest with her index finger. Lizzie rarely got physically violent.
"You're being a jerk," she accused, obviously upset. "What's the deal with you?" she demanded.
"Gee, I dunno Lizzie," Gordo began sarcastically. "Maybe it's the fact that you're going out on a date this Saturday. Guess what else is this Saturday that you obviously forgot?" he asked rhetorically. "Wait, I'll tell you: My swim meet, the one you promised to come to two weeks ago. Guess that's not as important as Robbie," he finished snidely.
"Bobby," Lizzie half-whispered automatically, stunned. How could she have forgotten?
"Robbie, Bobby; whatever," Gordo said, waving his hand dismissively. "Or maybe," he kept going, "it's the fact that you've been avoiding me for the past week." He watched as Lizzie opened her mouth to protest while a guilty look crept into her eyes. "Don't *even*, McGuire," he said warningly. "Dropping me off at my dorm and then not seeing me or calling me or anything? I thought the fact that I got the shit beat out of me warranted a little more concern than that. Pardon me for being wrong," he accused sarcastically.
"Gordo..." Lizzie whispered tremulously, tears starting to form in her eyes. Gordo, he thought to himself, you are *not* gonna fall for the tears this time.
"Or *I* know," Gordo continued mockingly. "How about this: Elizabeth Brooke McGuire, I've been in love with you since the third grade. That doesn't really matter to you though, does it? Oh no, because I'm not cute like whats-his-face; I'm brainy and I'm on the swim team. I know, be still your pounding heart." Gordo paused, drawing a deep breath. "How about this," he continued softly, "I'm still in love with you and you don't seem to care; I kissed you and you don't seem to care; I'm hurting, and you just don't seem to care." Gordo paused, letting it sink in, watching her watching him. "All of *that*," he said emphatically, "is what my deal is." Gordo watched the range of emotions on her face as she tried to process everything he'd told her, her face going from fear to surprise to hurt to... ah, yes, anger. Lizzie was just going to settle for denial and anger. How... perfectly predictable, he thought sarcastically.
"You know what Gordo?" Lizzie practically spat. "Maybe *you're* the one who's a jerk, huh? Did you think of that? Or maybe the great David Gordon can't be wrong, is that it? Maybe you're not the only one who's hurt and confused right now. You're in love with me?" she asked, practically making it sound like a joke. "Fine, great, that's just wonderful. *One* *more* *difficulty* I need in my life right now," she said sarcastically. "Oh yes, let's be best friends and fall in love. What, are we in a teeny-bopper movie?" she sneered rhetorically. "So why do you really care if I miss a swim meet of yours Gordo? Because I have a date and it's not with you? Just because you're 'in love'" and here she did air quotations "with me, I can't go out with people like a *normal* person?" she finished her rant angrily.
Gordo paled. "If that's how you really feel, McGuire," he said softly, almost dangerously, "then I guess that's what I'll have to live with. Go out with Bobby, I guess I really don't care after all," he dismissed. "And I'm not 'in love' with you, Lizzie," he said, mocking her air quotations; then, he just stared at her intensely. "I'm *in* *love* with you," he finished emphatically. "Don't throw me away, Lizzie. I can't always be around. It can't always be Gordo and Lizzie and Miranda, because one day we won't be able to be friends like this anymore." Lizzie stood there, stunned. He'd hit the nail right on the head, hadn't he? That she didn't want to change anything? "Make your decision, Lizzie," he said quietly. "And make sure you do what's right. For you," he finished. Then he leant down and kissed her softly on the cheek. He straightened up, looked her in the eyes for a moment, and then turned to the door again, opening it up and stepping out. Lizzie blinked, and the door shut behind him.
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Author's Note: Was that a really bad place to stop? I dunno, but I think that's where it's gonna end people. Thanks for all of your wonderful reviews! I appreciated them so much. :) And look! It only took me *five* *days* to get this chapter out. Aren't you all so proud? (psst... will someone please pat me on the head?) :-D
Donna: Thanks for your review! Bobby would, of course, ruin it. ...Stupid Bobby.... ::sigh:: And we shall see how things go between Robby... er, Bobby and Lizzie. ;)
Baby Bunnie (*not* Baby Bunnie1): Whatever fanfiction.net's reasoning... it still blows. And here's this next chapter, proving that I'm really gonna try and get back on track with my story. Thanks for the encouragement! I'm so glad you like it... :)
BROEmEaNtToBe: Hey, better late than never, right? Little sisters are the bomb, and mine just happens to be super-cool. Thank you for such high praise! I'm really glad you're enjoying it. Thanks!
Suzanne LongBranch: Thanks for letting me know! I try to make it as humorous as possible... I love to be able to laugh at things. :) And if you stick around long enough, you will find out that there are *a* *lot* of older-teens/early-twenties people who dig the L/G vibe....
Black Knight: I'm back! You can all put away the rotten tomatoes and small rocks... :) Glad you liked the chapter! And thanks for explaining the name thing. I still think it's janky, but at least I know why they did it now...
hyuinn: Chickie, you need to decide on a name to review me with. :) But you're my cute little sister, so I guess I'll let it slide.... ::smoooooooch::
Anonymous: Thanks! I'm so glad you liked it!
orange crush3: Weeeeeell... Such actual (instead of dreamed) violence would maybe make this toe the PG-13/R line, and I didn't want that to happen... besides, Kevin gets his comeuppance later in the story. ;) And thank you for your compliments... I'm so happy someone else is enjoying it! Updating can be hard, I know, so don't worry about your story... you'll finish it soon enough, I'm sure! :)
SabrinaYutsuki: Wow, thank you! I'm glad you like it! 'Sokay, get hooked... We'll set you up with an IV or something... :)
Lara783: No, not abandoned! At least, not permanently. ::sigh:: I was a bad little writer there for awhile, but I'm hoping I start being a good little writer again soon. :) Tension is good, tension creates interest.... It will resolve itself soon enough, I suspect! ;) Thanks for reading!
liz3386: Bobby is supposed to irritate everyone... I mean, hello, he gets in the way of Gordo and Lizzie. What's to like? :) I'm glad you think I'm doing a good job, and I will definitely be updating sooner than I did last time. (*TWO* *MONTHS*?! What was I *thinking*?) :)
Shayley Rain: I know, doesn't Bobby have the absolute *worst* timing ever? ::sigh:: Thank you for your encouragement! I'll work hard to do so... :)
Oh, btw... has anyone heard any new episode/continuing season Lizzie McGuire updates?
And now, for something completely different (like a chapter posted in a decent amount of time)...
~*~*~*~
"Oh. Hi Bobby..." Gordo heard Lizzie say, then immediately tuned out, feeling a sense of defeat. Bobby had called after all, and Lizzie was going to slip slowly and surely out of his reach. Again. He noticed Lizzie glancing at him out of the corner of his eye.
"Oh no... I'm not too busy to talk..." Gordo did a mental double take. What, he suddenly wasn't important or something? But that brainless *oaf* was good enough to talk to? Gordo started to do a slow burn.
"Go out this Saturday?" Pause. "Oh, um..." Lizzie glanced at Gordo again. "Sure, I don't have anything to do...." WHAT?! Gordo thought. This was just *too* much. His swim meet was this Saturday! The swim meet she had promised to come to *two* *weeks* *ago*! Gordo stood up abruptly and stalked to the bathroom, feeling Lizzie's eyes on his back the whole way there. He carefully shut the door behind himself and stood in front of the sink, staring into the mirror. He heaved a sigh. Okay Gordo, he thought to himself, you can do this. No big deal. Be understanding; and guy she likes is asking her out and that's more important than some stupid swim meet. He turned on the faucet and splashed some cold water on his face, then left the bathroom just as Lizzie was hanging up her phone. She glaced up quickly, then looked away from him.
"That was... um... Bobby," Lizzie said softly, almost nervously.
"So I heard," Gordo answered coolly.
"He... uh... wants to go out this Saturday," she offered hesitantly.
"Have a good time," Gordo replied nonchalantly.
Lizzie looked a little uncertain. "Is anything... um... wrong?" she asked. *Definitely* nervous now, Gordo thought sardonically.
"No Lizzie, nothing's wrong," Gordo said, picking up his wallet. "I've gotta get going, I'll talk to you later," Gordo told her, heading for the door.
"Gordo!" Lizzie said sharply. Gordo turned and looked at her. "What's up with you?" she asked, confused. "You just got here an hour ago."
"Nothing Lizzie," Gordo replied, still cool as ice, and turning back towards the door.
"David Zephyr Gordon!" Lizzie practically shouted. Gordo turned around with a sigh and crossed his arms.
"What?" he asked, irritated. He watched, shocked, as Lizzie stalked up to him and started poking him in the chest with her index finger. Lizzie rarely got physically violent.
"You're being a jerk," she accused, obviously upset. "What's the deal with you?" she demanded.
"Gee, I dunno Lizzie," Gordo began sarcastically. "Maybe it's the fact that you're going out on a date this Saturday. Guess what else is this Saturday that you obviously forgot?" he asked rhetorically. "Wait, I'll tell you: My swim meet, the one you promised to come to two weeks ago. Guess that's not as important as Robbie," he finished snidely.
"Bobby," Lizzie half-whispered automatically, stunned. How could she have forgotten?
"Robbie, Bobby; whatever," Gordo said, waving his hand dismissively. "Or maybe," he kept going, "it's the fact that you've been avoiding me for the past week." He watched as Lizzie opened her mouth to protest while a guilty look crept into her eyes. "Don't *even*, McGuire," he said warningly. "Dropping me off at my dorm and then not seeing me or calling me or anything? I thought the fact that I got the shit beat out of me warranted a little more concern than that. Pardon me for being wrong," he accused sarcastically.
"Gordo..." Lizzie whispered tremulously, tears starting to form in her eyes. Gordo, he thought to himself, you are *not* gonna fall for the tears this time.
"Or *I* know," Gordo continued mockingly. "How about this: Elizabeth Brooke McGuire, I've been in love with you since the third grade. That doesn't really matter to you though, does it? Oh no, because I'm not cute like whats-his-face; I'm brainy and I'm on the swim team. I know, be still your pounding heart." Gordo paused, drawing a deep breath. "How about this," he continued softly, "I'm still in love with you and you don't seem to care; I kissed you and you don't seem to care; I'm hurting, and you just don't seem to care." Gordo paused, letting it sink in, watching her watching him. "All of *that*," he said emphatically, "is what my deal is." Gordo watched the range of emotions on her face as she tried to process everything he'd told her, her face going from fear to surprise to hurt to... ah, yes, anger. Lizzie was just going to settle for denial and anger. How... perfectly predictable, he thought sarcastically.
"You know what Gordo?" Lizzie practically spat. "Maybe *you're* the one who's a jerk, huh? Did you think of that? Or maybe the great David Gordon can't be wrong, is that it? Maybe you're not the only one who's hurt and confused right now. You're in love with me?" she asked, practically making it sound like a joke. "Fine, great, that's just wonderful. *One* *more* *difficulty* I need in my life right now," she said sarcastically. "Oh yes, let's be best friends and fall in love. What, are we in a teeny-bopper movie?" she sneered rhetorically. "So why do you really care if I miss a swim meet of yours Gordo? Because I have a date and it's not with you? Just because you're 'in love'" and here she did air quotations "with me, I can't go out with people like a *normal* person?" she finished her rant angrily.
Gordo paled. "If that's how you really feel, McGuire," he said softly, almost dangerously, "then I guess that's what I'll have to live with. Go out with Bobby, I guess I really don't care after all," he dismissed. "And I'm not 'in love' with you, Lizzie," he said, mocking her air quotations; then, he just stared at her intensely. "I'm *in* *love* with you," he finished emphatically. "Don't throw me away, Lizzie. I can't always be around. It can't always be Gordo and Lizzie and Miranda, because one day we won't be able to be friends like this anymore." Lizzie stood there, stunned. He'd hit the nail right on the head, hadn't he? That she didn't want to change anything? "Make your decision, Lizzie," he said quietly. "And make sure you do what's right. For you," he finished. Then he leant down and kissed her softly on the cheek. He straightened up, looked her in the eyes for a moment, and then turned to the door again, opening it up and stepping out. Lizzie blinked, and the door shut behind him.
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Author's Note: Was that a really bad place to stop? I dunno, but I think that's where it's gonna end people. Thanks for all of your wonderful reviews! I appreciated them so much. :) And look! It only took me *five* *days* to get this chapter out. Aren't you all so proud? (psst... will someone please pat me on the head?) :-D