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Chapter Four
Moving On
Miranda. A name both of them would probably rather forget. Once Miranda returned from Mexico before freshman year, she rapidly changed from being friends with Lizzie and Gordo to ending the friendship because she thought it would help her in life to find new friends and branch off. She ditched the two best friends she had and turned on them. She not only became popular, but she started to talk about them behind their backs and basically tried to eat them alive. She even tore Gordo and Lizzie apart and broke their friendship. She betrayed them.
"Well, obviously we weren't good enough friends to become friends with each other," Gordo said in response.
"Yeah, well, I have moved on," Lizzie said as she sighed. "Do you have a cigarette?"
Gordo's eyes widened by that question. He shook his head slowly.
Lizzie laughed. "I am only kidding. Those things will eventually kill you, you know," Lizzie said. Now that things were lightened from between them, she started to feel more comfortable around him.
"Yeah, smoking will kill you," Gordo agreed. He was more tensed about the situation than Lizzie, because Lizzie was a rumoured badass, and he didn't want to get stuck doign anything he could get in trouble for later.
Lizzie didn't catch the tense tone in his voice. "Yeah, this may shock you Gordo, but I am not that bad of a kid. I mean, everything I do, I am always safe about it. I still have morals though. I don't drink or smoke and--" Lizzie looked at him, as if she were dbating whether or not to tell him something, but decided they were not good enough friends for that, "and I stay away from people who are sick."
Gordo nodded. He really didn't know what to say to Lizzie. He didn't really have anything to say, either. High school took away most of his socialness and ability to be social. He had one or two people he would call friends, but even those friends weren't close. He found a liking to be alone. Being with people was also fine, but there was goodness that came out of being alone. He had a lot of time to think. He thought abotu all kinds of things, like his future, his past, films, documentaries, and a lot of other things. Lizzie and Miranda crossed his mind a lot, though. Especially Lizzie. He often wondered what it would be like if he and Lizzie remained friends. Would they ever have dated? He also tried to imagine what it would be like being friends with the Lizzie McGuire that was there in front of him.
"Gordo?" Lizzie said, Gordo had momentarily dropped into deep thought.
"Yeah?"
"Do you have any food? I am hungry, and it is almost eight," Lizzie said as he stood up.
"Food?" Gordo said as his stomach grumbled. "I don't have any food, but I think there may be a vending machine out near the bathrooms," Gordo said and he stood up as well.
"Cool. Let's go. Wait...can I borrow some money?"
"Uh, sure. Oh wait---duh! the power is out.Vending machines require electricity."
"Oh damn," Lizzie said out loud.
"Maybe the librarian's desk has some. I always see her with food," Gordo suggested.
"Well what are you waiting for? Let's go!" Lizzie said as she walked up to the librarian's desk and Gordo followed.
Lizzie opened several drawers of the librarian's desk before she finally found a stash of food, including candy, cookies, chips, and crackers. This might of well could have been a vending machine. She took a bag of chips and some cookies and Gordo took a package of crackers and candy.
Not knowing where else to go, they went back to where they were sitting. They didn't have anything to say at this point, so they ate in silence, and after they ate, they sat in silence, and soon, they were looking at books in silence.
Not used to silence herself, Lizzie could hardly stand it. She may have changed, but she always remained talkative. "So," she said, breaking the hour of silence, "Do you have a girlfriend?"
Chapter Four
Moving On
Miranda. A name both of them would probably rather forget. Once Miranda returned from Mexico before freshman year, she rapidly changed from being friends with Lizzie and Gordo to ending the friendship because she thought it would help her in life to find new friends and branch off. She ditched the two best friends she had and turned on them. She not only became popular, but she started to talk about them behind their backs and basically tried to eat them alive. She even tore Gordo and Lizzie apart and broke their friendship. She betrayed them.
"Well, obviously we weren't good enough friends to become friends with each other," Gordo said in response.
"Yeah, well, I have moved on," Lizzie said as she sighed. "Do you have a cigarette?"
Gordo's eyes widened by that question. He shook his head slowly.
Lizzie laughed. "I am only kidding. Those things will eventually kill you, you know," Lizzie said. Now that things were lightened from between them, she started to feel more comfortable around him.
"Yeah, smoking will kill you," Gordo agreed. He was more tensed about the situation than Lizzie, because Lizzie was a rumoured badass, and he didn't want to get stuck doign anything he could get in trouble for later.
Lizzie didn't catch the tense tone in his voice. "Yeah, this may shock you Gordo, but I am not that bad of a kid. I mean, everything I do, I am always safe about it. I still have morals though. I don't drink or smoke and--" Lizzie looked at him, as if she were dbating whether or not to tell him something, but decided they were not good enough friends for that, "and I stay away from people who are sick."
Gordo nodded. He really didn't know what to say to Lizzie. He didn't really have anything to say, either. High school took away most of his socialness and ability to be social. He had one or two people he would call friends, but even those friends weren't close. He found a liking to be alone. Being with people was also fine, but there was goodness that came out of being alone. He had a lot of time to think. He thought abotu all kinds of things, like his future, his past, films, documentaries, and a lot of other things. Lizzie and Miranda crossed his mind a lot, though. Especially Lizzie. He often wondered what it would be like if he and Lizzie remained friends. Would they ever have dated? He also tried to imagine what it would be like being friends with the Lizzie McGuire that was there in front of him.
"Gordo?" Lizzie said, Gordo had momentarily dropped into deep thought.
"Yeah?"
"Do you have any food? I am hungry, and it is almost eight," Lizzie said as he stood up.
"Food?" Gordo said as his stomach grumbled. "I don't have any food, but I think there may be a vending machine out near the bathrooms," Gordo said and he stood up as well.
"Cool. Let's go. Wait...can I borrow some money?"
"Uh, sure. Oh wait---duh! the power is out.Vending machines require electricity."
"Oh damn," Lizzie said out loud.
"Maybe the librarian's desk has some. I always see her with food," Gordo suggested.
"Well what are you waiting for? Let's go!" Lizzie said as she walked up to the librarian's desk and Gordo followed.
Lizzie opened several drawers of the librarian's desk before she finally found a stash of food, including candy, cookies, chips, and crackers. This might of well could have been a vending machine. She took a bag of chips and some cookies and Gordo took a package of crackers and candy.
Not knowing where else to go, they went back to where they were sitting. They didn't have anything to say at this point, so they ate in silence, and after they ate, they sat in silence, and soon, they were looking at books in silence.
Not used to silence herself, Lizzie could hardly stand it. She may have changed, but she always remained talkative. "So," she said, breaking the hour of silence, "Do you have a girlfriend?"