[: Gordo's P.O.V :]
I couldn't believe it.. I just couldn't believe it. Lizzie had said hey and I sat there for the longest time before letting out a high-pitched, cracking, "Hey....." The perfect way to start out the first day of high school. As you may see, I am being the sarcastic person I am, right now.
We all had the same first five classes together. Biology, Geography, English, Spanish, and Physical Education. Only the last class remained different.. I was in Geometry, while Lizzie and Miranda were in the same Algebra 1 class. What a rip.. I was torn from the three amigos to go into a math class I wasn't sure I was ready for. Maybe I just wanted to be with Lizzie so bad?
The same routine happened in our first four classes.. We would all head to the right corner of each of the classrooms. Miranda would sit, Lizzie would sit to the right of Miranda in the very corner, and I would sit behind Lizzie.
Another thing that was always the same really irritated me.. With each class I think my irritation would become more obvious. There would always be a bunch of guys in each class who would try to flirt with Miranda and Lizzie whenever the teacher would let us walk around to get acquainted. My main concern, of course, was Lizzie.
I could feel my last nerve ready to snap each time it happened, until Lizzie would walk away from them all and sit back in front of me, flashing me a genuine 'that-was-pretty-creepy' smile. I would be slightly reassured at this point..
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[: Narrator's P.O.V :]
Gordo sat alone at a picnic table beneath a tree, waiting for his best friends to come..
He stared blankly at his food tray.. Sure, he wasn't as picky as most people with 'school food.' He'd eat any of it. A plus to this day was that Gordo's favorite food, curly fries, was being served with chicken patties. Though it was his favorite, he sat quietly and dipped the same fry in his ketchup over and over again without ever bringing it to his lips..
Lizzie and Miranda carried their trays over; Miranda chatting away while Lizzie just listened. They sat on either side of Gordo without noticing his blank expression.. Yet.
Lizzie grinned over at Miranda, "At least today's menu isn't inedible!"
Miranda chuckled and shook her head before bringing the chicken sandwich to her mouth. Lizzie frowned when she noticed that Gordo didn't reprimand her about cafeteria meals. She took a fry from her tray and held it in front of him, tilting her head. "Here, you might need this. I think your fry is dead. You've been dipping that same one since we got here."
Gordo forced a smile and brought the 'dead' fry to his mouth, chewing with some content. He reached for Lizzie's fry and as he took it, their fingers brushed.. Though only a brief moment, Gordo could feel a spark of some sort. When he saw Lizzie's face, he knew she felt it as well. He then brushed it off and ate the fry quietly.
He ran his fingers through his curls before peering at them both. "So, what were you chattering about when you were coming over?"
Miranda sighed dreamily and replied shortly, "Ethan Craft."
Gordo pretended to gag as Miranda swooned. Lizzie dipped a fry in ketchup before saying, "I dunno, Miranda.. I think he's kind of lost his Ethan-ness or something."
Gordo and Miranda stared at each other as she said those words. Elizabeth McGuire was over Ethan Craft? Not possible.
Miranda let it go for the moment, but Gordo raised an eyebrow at her sentence. "Ethan-ness?"
Lizzie smiled before just shrugging and gingerly nibbling a curly fry.
Gordo couldn't help but stare at Lizzie as she licked some ketchup off her fingers. He was so intrigued of her sudden metamorphosis [a/n: no pun intended]; his eyes captured each movement she made and each flush of breeze on her hair..
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The three amigos chatted quietly for the remainder of the lunch period.. Once the bell rang, they disposed of their trash and then headed for the gym where the physical education classes were told to meet.
Nothing much happened there; everyone sat in the bleachers and talked. Lizzie and Miranda amused themselves with short conversations turned long in Gibberish. Gordo merely listened, trying to decipher it and promising himself to one day understand what they were saying..
The bell rang for everyone to head to sixth period. Gordo could feel disappointment welling up in him.. Now, he'd be separated from Lizzie and who knows how many guys would flirt with her without him knowing. He opened his mouth to say something to Miranda, but she smiled and said, "Don't worry, Gordo.. I gotcha covered." She winked knowingly and smiled at Lizzie.
Lizzie smiled back at Miranda, then bit her lip as she turned to Gordo. She looked a teensy bit disappointed; Gordo perceived that easily since he felt the same way. He gave her one of his endearing lop-sided grins and his heart skipped at beat as he watched Lizzie's face light up. She neared him and gave him a quick hug before she and Miranda went off..
The weight on Gordo's shoulders had been lifted ever so slightly. He sighed as dreamily [if not more] as Miranda had when speaking of Ethan. He then sauntered off to Geometry..
I couldn't believe it.. I just couldn't believe it. Lizzie had said hey and I sat there for the longest time before letting out a high-pitched, cracking, "Hey....." The perfect way to start out the first day of high school. As you may see, I am being the sarcastic person I am, right now.
We all had the same first five classes together. Biology, Geography, English, Spanish, and Physical Education. Only the last class remained different.. I was in Geometry, while Lizzie and Miranda were in the same Algebra 1 class. What a rip.. I was torn from the three amigos to go into a math class I wasn't sure I was ready for. Maybe I just wanted to be with Lizzie so bad?
The same routine happened in our first four classes.. We would all head to the right corner of each of the classrooms. Miranda would sit, Lizzie would sit to the right of Miranda in the very corner, and I would sit behind Lizzie.
Another thing that was always the same really irritated me.. With each class I think my irritation would become more obvious. There would always be a bunch of guys in each class who would try to flirt with Miranda and Lizzie whenever the teacher would let us walk around to get acquainted. My main concern, of course, was Lizzie.
I could feel my last nerve ready to snap each time it happened, until Lizzie would walk away from them all and sit back in front of me, flashing me a genuine 'that-was-pretty-creepy' smile. I would be slightly reassured at this point..
- -
[: Narrator's P.O.V :]
Gordo sat alone at a picnic table beneath a tree, waiting for his best friends to come..
He stared blankly at his food tray.. Sure, he wasn't as picky as most people with 'school food.' He'd eat any of it. A plus to this day was that Gordo's favorite food, curly fries, was being served with chicken patties. Though it was his favorite, he sat quietly and dipped the same fry in his ketchup over and over again without ever bringing it to his lips..
Lizzie and Miranda carried their trays over; Miranda chatting away while Lizzie just listened. They sat on either side of Gordo without noticing his blank expression.. Yet.
Lizzie grinned over at Miranda, "At least today's menu isn't inedible!"
Miranda chuckled and shook her head before bringing the chicken sandwich to her mouth. Lizzie frowned when she noticed that Gordo didn't reprimand her about cafeteria meals. She took a fry from her tray and held it in front of him, tilting her head. "Here, you might need this. I think your fry is dead. You've been dipping that same one since we got here."
Gordo forced a smile and brought the 'dead' fry to his mouth, chewing with some content. He reached for Lizzie's fry and as he took it, their fingers brushed.. Though only a brief moment, Gordo could feel a spark of some sort. When he saw Lizzie's face, he knew she felt it as well. He then brushed it off and ate the fry quietly.
He ran his fingers through his curls before peering at them both. "So, what were you chattering about when you were coming over?"
Miranda sighed dreamily and replied shortly, "Ethan Craft."
Gordo pretended to gag as Miranda swooned. Lizzie dipped a fry in ketchup before saying, "I dunno, Miranda.. I think he's kind of lost his Ethan-ness or something."
Gordo and Miranda stared at each other as she said those words. Elizabeth McGuire was over Ethan Craft? Not possible.
Miranda let it go for the moment, but Gordo raised an eyebrow at her sentence. "Ethan-ness?"
Lizzie smiled before just shrugging and gingerly nibbling a curly fry.
Gordo couldn't help but stare at Lizzie as she licked some ketchup off her fingers. He was so intrigued of her sudden metamorphosis [a/n: no pun intended]; his eyes captured each movement she made and each flush of breeze on her hair..
- -
The three amigos chatted quietly for the remainder of the lunch period.. Once the bell rang, they disposed of their trash and then headed for the gym where the physical education classes were told to meet.
Nothing much happened there; everyone sat in the bleachers and talked. Lizzie and Miranda amused themselves with short conversations turned long in Gibberish. Gordo merely listened, trying to decipher it and promising himself to one day understand what they were saying..
The bell rang for everyone to head to sixth period. Gordo could feel disappointment welling up in him.. Now, he'd be separated from Lizzie and who knows how many guys would flirt with her without him knowing. He opened his mouth to say something to Miranda, but she smiled and said, "Don't worry, Gordo.. I gotcha covered." She winked knowingly and smiled at Lizzie.
Lizzie smiled back at Miranda, then bit her lip as she turned to Gordo. She looked a teensy bit disappointed; Gordo perceived that easily since he felt the same way. He gave her one of his endearing lop-sided grins and his heart skipped at beat as he watched Lizzie's face light up. She neared him and gave him a quick hug before she and Miranda went off..
The weight on Gordo's shoulders had been lifted ever so slightly. He sighed as dreamily [if not more] as Miranda had when speaking of Ethan. He then sauntered off to Geometry..