***Thanks! Sorry for the lack of updating in the past few days, I am just a
little overloaded with work this month, but I will still update as much as
possible. Also, the weather has been and still is pretty malicious, with
thunderstorms, tornados, and then there was that earthquake last week.
Luckily the power has yet to go out.***
Chapter Seven
The Old Lizzie
"Tension, huh? Okay, fine, whatever. Okay, so about this endocrine system. What is it?"
Gordo laughed lightly. "Aren't you supposed to already know that?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, aren't we the smart one. Come on, Gordo, you know science is not my subject."
"Fine. Well, the endocrine system is the system in the body that is made up of the endocrine glands and functions to regulate normal body activities," Gordo said.
Lizzie just starred at him.
"Why are you looking at me like that? I happen to go to the library and study as well, and besides, I am learning the same thing as you right now," Gordo said.
"Right. Okay. Now what?"
"Well, right now, the chapter we are focusing on is about hormones." Gordo said, in a matter of fact sort of way.
"Hormones, huh? Like what?" Lizzie said.
"You know, hormones," Gordo said, but Lizzie gave him a blank look, "like estrogen and testosterone, which is produced in the," Gordo started, but started to become nervous, "o-ovaries and t-t-testes."
"Really? Cool. In that case, they probably have something to do with sex then," Lizzie said.
"Yeah, they do, but more specifically, your- I mean a person's sex drive." Gordo said.
Lizzie grinned. "This chapter might be interesting after all." Lizzie took the book and started reading it.
Good. If you need any help or have any more questions, I am here," Gordo said.
"Thanks," Lizzie said as she walked off to the area with the beanbag chairs for the children with the book in her hand.
Gordo watched as she walked off. Suddenly, there was a huge boom, and the thunder was rolling, and Gordo ran off, not wanting to be here by himself.
Hours passed and the rain was still pouring and the power was still off. Neither of them could get to sleep. Lizzie convinced Gordo to play truth or dare with her to help pass time.
"Truth," Gordo said.
"Truth, huh? Well, let me see, well I know you are a virgin, so I can nix that question. Hmmm, I have to think of something really good," Lizzie said as she paused for a minute. "Okay, I have one. It is sort of lame, but we have all night, so here it goes. Did you ever have a crush on me?"
Gordo rolled his eyes, "Yeah, but you already knew that."
"Yeah, well, I told you I have all night."
"Okay fine. Truth or dare?"
"Dare," Lizzie said.
"Okay," Gordo said as he thought for a minute, "I dare you steal a condom from upstairs," Gordo said.
Lizzie went upstairs and a few minutes later, returned with a condom. She handed it to him. "Happy? Okay truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Okay. What do you think of me now?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, what do you think I do all day and what rumors have you heard about?"
"I don't pay attention to rumors."
"You must have some perception of me."
"Not really."
"Liar."
"Fine. I don't talk to you in the hallways, but I guess I have heard in the hallways that you are a wannabe Goth and that you have experimented with a few drugs before," Gordo said.
"Ha! I may seem like a wannabe, but I know that I am not a Goth, and just because I love black does not make me anything. Also, I have not nor will I ever take drugs. I have seen too many people damaged because of them."
"Good for you. Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Okay, how many times have you changed your hair color?"
"Wow, that didn't take you very long to think up. Actually, though, I am not really into the dying the hair thing. All this black is really extensions, and the purple hair is high lights. But, if you want a number, I can say three, blonde, brown, and a darker blonde. Truth or dare?"
Gordo sighed. "Truth."
"Okay, I suppose I will learn a lot about you tonight. Do you ever wish we were still friends, you know, me, you, and Miranda?"
"Do you?"
"I asked you first."
Gordo sighed. "I don't know if I would still like Miranda if she was who she is today, but I think it would be cool if we all were still friends. We all went in separate directions, though, and I guess that is what was planned. What about you?"
"I wish we were all still friends," Lizzie said and she smiled, and Gordo smiled as well.
Half an hour later, the game had drifted onto a conversation about their lives, "You know, Gordo, like I said, I can't explain how I got to be where I am right now. I like my friends, and we share interests, but I haven't changed really since we were friends," Lizzie said.
"Yeah, I know, and I haven't really changed as well. Sometimes I wonder if this is what Miranda wanted and we just let Miranda win by not staying friends with each other."
"Yeah," Lizzie said as she yawned. She looked at her watch, and it was past midnight. "I think I ought to get to sleep. Tomorrow should be a long day," she said as she lay down.
Gordo nodded. He wished, however, that they would have the chance to talk about this and maybe regain their friendships.
Chapter Seven
The Old Lizzie
"Tension, huh? Okay, fine, whatever. Okay, so about this endocrine system. What is it?"
Gordo laughed lightly. "Aren't you supposed to already know that?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, aren't we the smart one. Come on, Gordo, you know science is not my subject."
"Fine. Well, the endocrine system is the system in the body that is made up of the endocrine glands and functions to regulate normal body activities," Gordo said.
Lizzie just starred at him.
"Why are you looking at me like that? I happen to go to the library and study as well, and besides, I am learning the same thing as you right now," Gordo said.
"Right. Okay. Now what?"
"Well, right now, the chapter we are focusing on is about hormones." Gordo said, in a matter of fact sort of way.
"Hormones, huh? Like what?" Lizzie said.
"You know, hormones," Gordo said, but Lizzie gave him a blank look, "like estrogen and testosterone, which is produced in the," Gordo started, but started to become nervous, "o-ovaries and t-t-testes."
"Really? Cool. In that case, they probably have something to do with sex then," Lizzie said.
"Yeah, they do, but more specifically, your- I mean a person's sex drive." Gordo said.
Lizzie grinned. "This chapter might be interesting after all." Lizzie took the book and started reading it.
Good. If you need any help or have any more questions, I am here," Gordo said.
"Thanks," Lizzie said as she walked off to the area with the beanbag chairs for the children with the book in her hand.
Gordo watched as she walked off. Suddenly, there was a huge boom, and the thunder was rolling, and Gordo ran off, not wanting to be here by himself.
Hours passed and the rain was still pouring and the power was still off. Neither of them could get to sleep. Lizzie convinced Gordo to play truth or dare with her to help pass time.
"Truth," Gordo said.
"Truth, huh? Well, let me see, well I know you are a virgin, so I can nix that question. Hmmm, I have to think of something really good," Lizzie said as she paused for a minute. "Okay, I have one. It is sort of lame, but we have all night, so here it goes. Did you ever have a crush on me?"
Gordo rolled his eyes, "Yeah, but you already knew that."
"Yeah, well, I told you I have all night."
"Okay fine. Truth or dare?"
"Dare," Lizzie said.
"Okay," Gordo said as he thought for a minute, "I dare you steal a condom from upstairs," Gordo said.
Lizzie went upstairs and a few minutes later, returned with a condom. She handed it to him. "Happy? Okay truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Okay. What do you think of me now?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, what do you think I do all day and what rumors have you heard about?"
"I don't pay attention to rumors."
"You must have some perception of me."
"Not really."
"Liar."
"Fine. I don't talk to you in the hallways, but I guess I have heard in the hallways that you are a wannabe Goth and that you have experimented with a few drugs before," Gordo said.
"Ha! I may seem like a wannabe, but I know that I am not a Goth, and just because I love black does not make me anything. Also, I have not nor will I ever take drugs. I have seen too many people damaged because of them."
"Good for you. Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Okay, how many times have you changed your hair color?"
"Wow, that didn't take you very long to think up. Actually, though, I am not really into the dying the hair thing. All this black is really extensions, and the purple hair is high lights. But, if you want a number, I can say three, blonde, brown, and a darker blonde. Truth or dare?"
Gordo sighed. "Truth."
"Okay, I suppose I will learn a lot about you tonight. Do you ever wish we were still friends, you know, me, you, and Miranda?"
"Do you?"
"I asked you first."
Gordo sighed. "I don't know if I would still like Miranda if she was who she is today, but I think it would be cool if we all were still friends. We all went in separate directions, though, and I guess that is what was planned. What about you?"
"I wish we were all still friends," Lizzie said and she smiled, and Gordo smiled as well.
Half an hour later, the game had drifted onto a conversation about their lives, "You know, Gordo, like I said, I can't explain how I got to be where I am right now. I like my friends, and we share interests, but I haven't changed really since we were friends," Lizzie said.
"Yeah, I know, and I haven't really changed as well. Sometimes I wonder if this is what Miranda wanted and we just let Miranda win by not staying friends with each other."
"Yeah," Lizzie said as she yawned. She looked at her watch, and it was past midnight. "I think I ought to get to sleep. Tomorrow should be a long day," she said as she lay down.
Gordo nodded. He wished, however, that they would have the chance to talk about this and maybe regain their friendships.