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~Chapter 2~(Alternate chapter title: "What Are Dreams Made Of?")
Lizzie talked the whole way up, Gordo only half-listening, nodding and un-huh-ing when necessary.
"…I mean, how unlikely is that? My mom and dad, like, always make reservations! And what about Kate and Ethan? Sharing a room? How did they pull that off? Of course, Mrs. Ungermeyer and Paolo's bodyguard were getting a little "chummy" at the party, so you never know."
Gordo nodded. "Uh-huh."
"Two-oh-four. Here we are." Lizzie unlocked the door and pushed it open. "Oh wow!" she cried, dropping her bags on the floor and bounding to the window. "Gordo – look! Look how beautiful…oh, I've never seen…"
Gordo came up beside her, smiling a little at her awe-filled face illuminated in the moonlight. "Could you almost kiss the stars for shining so bright?"
"Ha ha, Gordo." She crossed the room. "Anyway, we should probably get to bed."
"Right."
Lizzie pulled out her pajamas and was starting to change over near the bed when Gordo said, "Uh, Lizzie…"
"Yeah?" she said, looking over her shoulder at him.
"How about you change in the bathroom…or something…"
"Oh! Whoops! Of course!" She hurried into the bathroom and shut the door.
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As soon as Gordo had changed, he went out onto the balcony and stared up at the stars. Really, they were bright. And the night was beautiful. But he didn't have anywhere he belonged, and he had no one to love.