"That is stupid. Don't put it in our paper. It'll make all of us sound
stupid. Me, you and Lizzie." Gordo said looking at the screen that Miranda
was typing on the computer in the den of his house. Miranda rubbed her
forehead. "Fine. I won't. But just to let you know, I've run outta ideas."
She got out of the computer chair and sat on the couch across from it.
Gordo sat down in the computer chair instead. "You know, I've been the one
mostly typing while you lay on the couch taking a rest." Gordo said rubbing
his own head for ideas. Miranda sat up on the couch. "Well, hello? While
you were downstairs for 50 MINUTES I was researching on the computer."
Miranda said.
"What? That's not my fault. My mom wanted me to taste her cooking." Gordo
replied. Miranda rolled her eyes playingly. " Your mom must really like to
cook then."
"No...she hates it." replied Gordo sarcastically. Miranda threw a pillow at
the back of his head. "Hey!" He said picking it up and throwing it back.
Miranda hid her face with her arms so it didn't hit her right in her face.
"Jerk!" She kidded, throwing the pillow to the floor.
Gordo got up and looked at the papers Miranda had researched. He groaned.
"I've run out of ideas...and all that is on these is stuff we already
have." He said throwing the papers back on the desk.
"I know something we don't have. Algebra is as boring as hell, it's stupid,
and Oh yea, it's as boring as hell." Miranda said while picking something
from under her nails. Gordo sat back down in the computer chair and began
typing. As he typed he mumbled slowly "Algebra is as boring as
hell.....it's stupid....and it's boring as-" But Miranda jumped up and
deleted everything he had just typed.
" You can't put that in there. That'll make us sound stupid." said Miranda
with a grin on her face. Gordo smiled back. God, she was beautiful.
Miranda turned around and tried to hide her smile. She couldn't believe how
hot Gordo was. She walked back to her seat on the couch and Gordo turned
back to the computer screen. It was silent for awhile and then Miranda said
" You know, I never got you back for throwing that pillow at my face." And
with that, she picked the pillow up off the floor and shot it right for
Gordo.
" Oh, now you're gonna get it!" He said jumping up and aiming the pillow
right for her face. It smacked her in the face and immediately her hands
flew up to her face, and she burst out in tears. Gordo ran to her. "I'm
sorry , Miranda! I didn't know I was throwing it that hard!" He said
soothingly trying to calm her down. 'Geez, she's loud.' He thought. A
little too loud...
"You're faking!" He yelled. "No, I'm not." Miranda said, but she was
clearly laughing. He put his hands on her shoulders and shook her. "Stop
wailing! You're gonna get me in trouble, besides you're faking!" Miranda
looked up at Gordo, her face red from laughter. He pushed her back to the
couch, a little angry for falling for that classic trick. Miranda's
laughter slowly died down but Gordo still kept his hands on her shoulders.
Her body was so warm, he could feel it.
Miranda had the strongest urge to lean forward and kiss Gordo again, but
she told herself
'It's just hormones. Only hormones. There is no attraction between you and
Gordo...' But she was looking into his eyes again and feeling that
pleasurable feeling of being locked in his gaze. But she couldn't do this,
Lizzie was her absolute best friend. Miranda looked down at her shoulder
and slowly tried to move Gordo's hand off her shoulder. Both of their
hearts were beating at a rapid pace and their breathing got faster.
Miranda made the mistake of looking up at Gordo again, and before she could
even stop herself, she kissed him. Expecting the kiss to be bittersweet, it
was a surprise to them both when it actually was perfectly sweet. The kiss
had started slow but the longer they kissed, the faster the kiss was.
Miranda ran her hand up Gordo's arm and into his hair. He slowly laid her
down on the couch and got on top of her.
Then, Gordo unreadily ran his hand down her side and then up Miranda's
shirt. Gordo could hardly breath, he had been kissing Miranda so much. He
took a small break and kissed her neck instead. Miranda's breathing had
intensified. She couldn't think about anything but Gordo...
"What the hell...?"
Miranda and Gordo both froze. Gordo didn't even look at the direction the
voice came from because he already knew who it was...Lizzie. Miranda's
thoughts about Gordo were violently interrupted and she stared in horror at
Lizzie's face. Lizzie slowly backed away, tears glistening in her eyes.
"Get up..."Miranda whispered trying to get Gordo off her so she could chase
after Lizzie and explain. "Get up!!" She shouted pushing Gordo off her and
rushing out of the room.
Gordo just sat on the couch, still in shock and ran his hands across his
face. He had screwed up. He had screwed up big time.
Miranda raced down the stairs and whipped open Gordo's front door. She
looked out into the sunny, Californian weather. She ran out to the edge of
Gordo's porch and searched around. Lizzie was no where in sight.
stupid. Me, you and Lizzie." Gordo said looking at the screen that Miranda
was typing on the computer in the den of his house. Miranda rubbed her
forehead. "Fine. I won't. But just to let you know, I've run outta ideas."
She got out of the computer chair and sat on the couch across from it.
Gordo sat down in the computer chair instead. "You know, I've been the one
mostly typing while you lay on the couch taking a rest." Gordo said rubbing
his own head for ideas. Miranda sat up on the couch. "Well, hello? While
you were downstairs for 50 MINUTES I was researching on the computer."
Miranda said.
"What? That's not my fault. My mom wanted me to taste her cooking." Gordo
replied. Miranda rolled her eyes playingly. " Your mom must really like to
cook then."
"No...she hates it." replied Gordo sarcastically. Miranda threw a pillow at
the back of his head. "Hey!" He said picking it up and throwing it back.
Miranda hid her face with her arms so it didn't hit her right in her face.
"Jerk!" She kidded, throwing the pillow to the floor.
Gordo got up and looked at the papers Miranda had researched. He groaned.
"I've run out of ideas...and all that is on these is stuff we already
have." He said throwing the papers back on the desk.
"I know something we don't have. Algebra is as boring as hell, it's stupid,
and Oh yea, it's as boring as hell." Miranda said while picking something
from under her nails. Gordo sat back down in the computer chair and began
typing. As he typed he mumbled slowly "Algebra is as boring as
hell.....it's stupid....and it's boring as-" But Miranda jumped up and
deleted everything he had just typed.
" You can't put that in there. That'll make us sound stupid." said Miranda
with a grin on her face. Gordo smiled back. God, she was beautiful.
Miranda turned around and tried to hide her smile. She couldn't believe how
hot Gordo was. She walked back to her seat on the couch and Gordo turned
back to the computer screen. It was silent for awhile and then Miranda said
" You know, I never got you back for throwing that pillow at my face." And
with that, she picked the pillow up off the floor and shot it right for
Gordo.
" Oh, now you're gonna get it!" He said jumping up and aiming the pillow
right for her face. It smacked her in the face and immediately her hands
flew up to her face, and she burst out in tears. Gordo ran to her. "I'm
sorry , Miranda! I didn't know I was throwing it that hard!" He said
soothingly trying to calm her down. 'Geez, she's loud.' He thought. A
little too loud...
"You're faking!" He yelled. "No, I'm not." Miranda said, but she was
clearly laughing. He put his hands on her shoulders and shook her. "Stop
wailing! You're gonna get me in trouble, besides you're faking!" Miranda
looked up at Gordo, her face red from laughter. He pushed her back to the
couch, a little angry for falling for that classic trick. Miranda's
laughter slowly died down but Gordo still kept his hands on her shoulders.
Her body was so warm, he could feel it.
Miranda had the strongest urge to lean forward and kiss Gordo again, but
she told herself
'It's just hormones. Only hormones. There is no attraction between you and
Gordo...' But she was looking into his eyes again and feeling that
pleasurable feeling of being locked in his gaze. But she couldn't do this,
Lizzie was her absolute best friend. Miranda looked down at her shoulder
and slowly tried to move Gordo's hand off her shoulder. Both of their
hearts were beating at a rapid pace and their breathing got faster.
Miranda made the mistake of looking up at Gordo again, and before she could
even stop herself, she kissed him. Expecting the kiss to be bittersweet, it
was a surprise to them both when it actually was perfectly sweet. The kiss
had started slow but the longer they kissed, the faster the kiss was.
Miranda ran her hand up Gordo's arm and into his hair. He slowly laid her
down on the couch and got on top of her.
Then, Gordo unreadily ran his hand down her side and then up Miranda's
shirt. Gordo could hardly breath, he had been kissing Miranda so much. He
took a small break and kissed her neck instead. Miranda's breathing had
intensified. She couldn't think about anything but Gordo...
"What the hell...?"
Miranda and Gordo both froze. Gordo didn't even look at the direction the
voice came from because he already knew who it was...Lizzie. Miranda's
thoughts about Gordo were violently interrupted and she stared in horror at
Lizzie's face. Lizzie slowly backed away, tears glistening in her eyes.
"Get up..."Miranda whispered trying to get Gordo off her so she could chase
after Lizzie and explain. "Get up!!" She shouted pushing Gordo off her and
rushing out of the room.
Gordo just sat on the couch, still in shock and ran his hands across his
face. He had screwed up. He had screwed up big time.
Miranda raced down the stairs and whipped open Gordo's front door. She
looked out into the sunny, Californian weather. She ran out to the edge of
Gordo's porch and searched around. Lizzie was no where in sight.