Chapter Four: Lizzie Gets Dizzy
Lizzie's POV
When I was done singing, I looked at Gordo. "So," I said eagerly. "What did you think?"
He didn't answer. His jaw was dropped and his eyes were looking directly into mine. It was like looking at Ethan.
AL: Which is my favorite pastime.
Miranda waved a hand in front of his face. "Gordo?" she shouted. "Hola! Anybody home?"
Suddenly, he snapped out of it. He stood up quickly and stammered, "I love you. I, I mean, I loved IT."
Miranda and I both shot confused glances at him. "Are you okay?" I asked him, trying hard not to think of what he had just said by mistake.
"I'm fine," he answered quickly. His cheeks turned red and he looked down.
Miranda smiled at me. "I liked the song Lizzie," she said. "It was very. . . direct."
"Really?" I said, tossing the hair brush on my bed. "You think so?"
Gordo shot his head back up. "Lizzie, did you write that song for someone in particular?" His eyes were curious and hopeful.
AL: Oh no. Is Kate right? Does Gordo like me?
"Uh," I stuttered. "Maybe, why?"
He looked down again. "Just wondering. Just like Miranda said, it sounds, you know, direct."
"Oh," I said.
"That's not bad," Miranda said quickly.
"I know," I said, trying to put on a smile.
AL: Did I write that song for Gordo? It couldn't be. Though it DOES sound like it's Gordo I'm talking to.
"I have to go," said Gordo suddenly. He turned towards the door.
"Gordo!" I called after him. "You just got here!"
"I know," he replied quietly. "But I better start working on the song if we want to be ready by Friday. See ya." Then he raced out of the room.
"What's with him?" Miranda asked me.
"I don't know," I answered, a million thoughts NASCAR-racing through my head.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
After dinner that night, I logged onto the internet. I had to register us for the battle. The three of us had already gotten Okays from our parents on the whole deal.
When I was done registering us, an ad flashed up. I usually ignore them, but this one caught my eye:
GIRLS, NEED ADVICE ON GUYS? THINK SOMEONE LIKES YOU BUT YOU'RE GETTING MIXED SIGNALS? THEN VISIT OUR CHAT ROOM BY CLICKING HERE.
Now, usually I don't go in chat rooms. Well, technically I'm not allowed. But I needed some help. So I clicked where it said. I entered the chat room. But I needed a chat name.
So love struck me picked Gordo'sGrl51.
I sent out a message to all the chatters:
HEY GIRLS. I NEED SOME HELP. I THINK MY BEST FRIEND LIKES ME AND I MIGHT LIKE HIM. ANYONE HAVE ANY ADVICE FOR ME?
I sat there for two minutes, waiting for a reply. I was about to exit when a message popped up on my screen.
WonTawn86: Hey Gordo'sGrl51. I see you need some help.
AL: Yes! Someone who can help me!
Gordo'sGrl51: Yes I do. Can you help me out?
WonTawn86: Yea. I've been in the same situation. I fell for my best friend and he fell for me.
Gordo'sGrl51: How'd you deal?
WonTawn86: Well, at first he was going to move away. So we both made each other tapes telling how we really felt without each other knowing. Turns out he didn't move and now we're dating.
Gordo'sGrl51: So I should just tell him how I feel?
WonTawn86: If you think he likes you too than he would be thrilled.
Gordo'sGrl51: Wow, I never thought of it that way. I mean, if he DOES like me, then I have nothing to lose, right?
WonTawn86: Exactly.
Gordo'sGrl51: Thank you so much! I don't feel so blah anymore. And with this whole Battle of the Bands thing coming up that I'm in, I feel sick to my stomach.
WonTawn86: You're in that, too?
Gordo'sGrl51: Yea. My band's the Feel-Good Wallflowers.
WonTawn86: Cool. Mine's the Twitty-Stevens Connection. We're supposed to be in it but we need an age-acceptable bass player.
Gordo'sGrl51: That stinks. The thing's Friday.
WonTawn86: I know. But we'll find one. My name's Tawny Dean. Look for me there.
Gordo'sGrl51: Totally. I'm outie!
WonTawn86: See ya Friday!
I was about to log off when another message popped up.
PrettyinPink22: Lizzie? Is that you?
Gordo'sGrl51: Who's this?
PrettyinPink22: Kate Sanders. Is this Lizzie "Ethan Worshipper" McGuire?
Gordo'sGrl51: Yea.
PrettyinPink22: Oh my gosh. I totally knew it.
Gordo'sGrl51: Knew what?
PrettyinPink22: You like Gordo.
Gordo'sGrl51: I do not!
PrettyinPink22: Then explain the chat name. ;)
Gordo'sGrl51: So what if I do? You said yourself that he likes me.
PrettyinPink22: Does he know you like him?
Gordo'sGrl51: No. But why do you care?
PrettyinPink22: Because Gordo would be so happy if you did.
Gordo'sGrl51: Wait a minute. Why are you in this chat room Kate?
PrettyinPink22: None of your business McGuire.
Gordo'sGrl51: Fine!
PrettyinPink22: Fine!
I quickly logged off and sat back in my chair, frustrated. Knowing Kate, she was probably going to tell EVERYONE at school that I liked Gordo.
I had to tell him first.
I picked up my phone and dialed Gordo's number.
AL: Why not take a crazy chance?
Hey! Sorry about the cliffhanger. I want to know if anyone has heard any news about the Lizzie McGuire Movie sequel (I saw the movie three times and still love it but still disappointed with ending). I hoped you liked this chapter!
Keep it Heavenly,
(* Goddess4LiFe
Lizzie's POV
When I was done singing, I looked at Gordo. "So," I said eagerly. "What did you think?"
He didn't answer. His jaw was dropped and his eyes were looking directly into mine. It was like looking at Ethan.
AL: Which is my favorite pastime.
Miranda waved a hand in front of his face. "Gordo?" she shouted. "Hola! Anybody home?"
Suddenly, he snapped out of it. He stood up quickly and stammered, "I love you. I, I mean, I loved IT."
Miranda and I both shot confused glances at him. "Are you okay?" I asked him, trying hard not to think of what he had just said by mistake.
"I'm fine," he answered quickly. His cheeks turned red and he looked down.
Miranda smiled at me. "I liked the song Lizzie," she said. "It was very. . . direct."
"Really?" I said, tossing the hair brush on my bed. "You think so?"
Gordo shot his head back up. "Lizzie, did you write that song for someone in particular?" His eyes were curious and hopeful.
AL: Oh no. Is Kate right? Does Gordo like me?
"Uh," I stuttered. "Maybe, why?"
He looked down again. "Just wondering. Just like Miranda said, it sounds, you know, direct."
"Oh," I said.
"That's not bad," Miranda said quickly.
"I know," I said, trying to put on a smile.
AL: Did I write that song for Gordo? It couldn't be. Though it DOES sound like it's Gordo I'm talking to.
"I have to go," said Gordo suddenly. He turned towards the door.
"Gordo!" I called after him. "You just got here!"
"I know," he replied quietly. "But I better start working on the song if we want to be ready by Friday. See ya." Then he raced out of the room.
"What's with him?" Miranda asked me.
"I don't know," I answered, a million thoughts NASCAR-racing through my head.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
After dinner that night, I logged onto the internet. I had to register us for the battle. The three of us had already gotten Okays from our parents on the whole deal.
When I was done registering us, an ad flashed up. I usually ignore them, but this one caught my eye:
GIRLS, NEED ADVICE ON GUYS? THINK SOMEONE LIKES YOU BUT YOU'RE GETTING MIXED SIGNALS? THEN VISIT OUR CHAT ROOM BY CLICKING HERE.
Now, usually I don't go in chat rooms. Well, technically I'm not allowed. But I needed some help. So I clicked where it said. I entered the chat room. But I needed a chat name.
So love struck me picked Gordo'sGrl51.
I sent out a message to all the chatters:
HEY GIRLS. I NEED SOME HELP. I THINK MY BEST FRIEND LIKES ME AND I MIGHT LIKE HIM. ANYONE HAVE ANY ADVICE FOR ME?
I sat there for two minutes, waiting for a reply. I was about to exit when a message popped up on my screen.
WonTawn86: Hey Gordo'sGrl51. I see you need some help.
AL: Yes! Someone who can help me!
Gordo'sGrl51: Yes I do. Can you help me out?
WonTawn86: Yea. I've been in the same situation. I fell for my best friend and he fell for me.
Gordo'sGrl51: How'd you deal?
WonTawn86: Well, at first he was going to move away. So we both made each other tapes telling how we really felt without each other knowing. Turns out he didn't move and now we're dating.
Gordo'sGrl51: So I should just tell him how I feel?
WonTawn86: If you think he likes you too than he would be thrilled.
Gordo'sGrl51: Wow, I never thought of it that way. I mean, if he DOES like me, then I have nothing to lose, right?
WonTawn86: Exactly.
Gordo'sGrl51: Thank you so much! I don't feel so blah anymore. And with this whole Battle of the Bands thing coming up that I'm in, I feel sick to my stomach.
WonTawn86: You're in that, too?
Gordo'sGrl51: Yea. My band's the Feel-Good Wallflowers.
WonTawn86: Cool. Mine's the Twitty-Stevens Connection. We're supposed to be in it but we need an age-acceptable bass player.
Gordo'sGrl51: That stinks. The thing's Friday.
WonTawn86: I know. But we'll find one. My name's Tawny Dean. Look for me there.
Gordo'sGrl51: Totally. I'm outie!
WonTawn86: See ya Friday!
I was about to log off when another message popped up.
PrettyinPink22: Lizzie? Is that you?
Gordo'sGrl51: Who's this?
PrettyinPink22: Kate Sanders. Is this Lizzie "Ethan Worshipper" McGuire?
Gordo'sGrl51: Yea.
PrettyinPink22: Oh my gosh. I totally knew it.
Gordo'sGrl51: Knew what?
PrettyinPink22: You like Gordo.
Gordo'sGrl51: I do not!
PrettyinPink22: Then explain the chat name. ;)
Gordo'sGrl51: So what if I do? You said yourself that he likes me.
PrettyinPink22: Does he know you like him?
Gordo'sGrl51: No. But why do you care?
PrettyinPink22: Because Gordo would be so happy if you did.
Gordo'sGrl51: Wait a minute. Why are you in this chat room Kate?
PrettyinPink22: None of your business McGuire.
Gordo'sGrl51: Fine!
PrettyinPink22: Fine!
I quickly logged off and sat back in my chair, frustrated. Knowing Kate, she was probably going to tell EVERYONE at school that I liked Gordo.
I had to tell him first.
I picked up my phone and dialed Gordo's number.
AL: Why not take a crazy chance?
Hey! Sorry about the cliffhanger. I want to know if anyone has heard any news about the Lizzie McGuire Movie sequel (I saw the movie three times and still love it but still disappointed with ending). I hoped you liked this chapter!
Keep it Heavenly,
(* Goddess4LiFe