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Chapter Nine
The Truth
"Lizzie?" Gordo asked his old best friend.
"Hmm?" Lizzie answered.
"Lizzie? What do you think it will be like when we get to school on Monday?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, do you think we will ever say 'hi' to each other or anything?"
"Because of this experience?"
"Well, yeah."
"I don't know," Lizzie said. That was a good question.
"Lizzie?"
"Would you say that you are happy in life?"
"Happy? What do you mean, Gordo?"
"Well, I mean, do you ever wish your life was any different?"
"How so?"
"Well, I think we all would do things different in life," Lizzie responded.
"Yeah, but what specifically would you change?"
"What are you getting at?" Lizzie said.
"I was just-" Gordo started, but Lizzie interrupted.
"Are you saying my father doesn't love me?" Lizzie said.
This confused Gordo. "What? No! I am sure your dad loves you very much."
Lizzie tried to stifle a laugh at this. "Gordo, relax. It's an expression."
"Oh," Gordo said, still confused, "What does it mean?"
Lizzie tried to think about this, but nothing was coming out. "You know, Gordo, I have absolutely no clue, but maybe that is why it is such a great expression."
Gordo nodded his head, and almost forgot the point of this conversation. "Seriously, Lizzie, are you happy as of this moment?"
"Well," Lizzie started as she started repositioning herself on a beanbag, "considering the fact that I am stuck in a library with no escape, right now, I would say I am pretty damn not happy."
"Well, minus that?" Gordo said.
Lizzie thought about this. "Well, I guess I could be happier."
"Okay."
"What about you, Gordo? Are you happy?"
"Honestly?" Gordo asked.
"Yeah."
"Well, honestly," Gordo started, "no. I don't think I am happy."
"Why not?"
"Well, I miss my friends."
"What friends?" Lizzie asked and Gordo looked at her like she was crazy. "Oh, Miranda and me."
"Yeah."
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I miss you too," Lizzie said.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"But you have other friends."
"So? I can still miss my old friends. I mean, the friends I have right now are so depressing."
"But you look so happy," Gordo said.
"So? Looks aren't everything."
"Then why do you rebel against everything?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, why do you cut class and sneak out and stuff."
"Well, I hate to say it, but peer pressure."
"Oh."
"That's only the beginning of everything. You have no clue what I go through. You know what I was going to do last night?"
"Go out with friends?" Gordo guessed.
Lizzie laughed to herself, "That's what I told me parents. I was actually going over to Lee's house."
"Lee. Are you two going out?" Gordo asked.
"No!"
"Oh, are you two having sex?"
"What? Gordo, believe it or not, I am still a virgin. I tell you, I am not all that bad."
"You mean you are a virgin?"
"Yeah. I still have morals. I don't not completely listen to my parents and honor them."
"Good. I am proud of you, Lizzie."
Lizzie rolled her eyes. "Yeah, glad to know."
"So if you don't like your friends, why don't you change them?"
"What do you mean? I love my friends. Besides, they need me more than anyone can understand."
"How do they need you?"
"Perhaps maybe because some of them take drugs or get drunk. But there is a deeper side to them when they aren't drunk or stoned."
"Oh."
"Yeah," Lizzie said. "Still think my life is easy?"
"No. Look at it this way. At least you aren't Miranda."
"Yeah, I predict Miranda will be very screwed in five years when she realizes she can't do anything and while she had popularity, it was for the wrong reasons, and the popularity won't be with her forever. Someday she is going to be really sorry for how she treated us."
"Yeah. I can't believe she spread that rumor about you and something about an abortion."
"Yeah that was pretty low. You want to know something? That story was actually about her. She was the one who got an abortion. She didn't tell anyone, and I found out because I saw her walk out of the abortion clinic. I really didn't think anything of it, except for maybe she was researching or something. She saw me, and the next thing I know, I am pregnant and having an abortion. I guess she freaked out that I was going to tell someone, just don't ask me who, and so she wanted everyone to think I was desperate if I were to ever tell anyone. I don't even know how I supposedly got pregnant."
"I do," Gordo said.
"How?"
"Well, she told everyone as if I was the father."
"What? I never knew that!"
"Well, I won't get into the details, but you and I were at Miranda's house and couldn't keep our hands off of each other, and we did it in her house."
"Wow! And people believed her?"
"Some still do."
"That is so lame. Why would she do something like that?"
"Beats me," Gordo said. "I think she tried to ruin the friendship between you and me."
"Well," Lizzie started and she looked at Gordo, "I think she might have won."
Chapter Nine
The Truth
"Lizzie?" Gordo asked his old best friend.
"Hmm?" Lizzie answered.
"Lizzie? What do you think it will be like when we get to school on Monday?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, do you think we will ever say 'hi' to each other or anything?"
"Because of this experience?"
"Well, yeah."
"I don't know," Lizzie said. That was a good question.
"Lizzie?"
"Would you say that you are happy in life?"
"Happy? What do you mean, Gordo?"
"Well, I mean, do you ever wish your life was any different?"
"How so?"
"Well, I think we all would do things different in life," Lizzie responded.
"Yeah, but what specifically would you change?"
"What are you getting at?" Lizzie said.
"I was just-" Gordo started, but Lizzie interrupted.
"Are you saying my father doesn't love me?" Lizzie said.
This confused Gordo. "What? No! I am sure your dad loves you very much."
Lizzie tried to stifle a laugh at this. "Gordo, relax. It's an expression."
"Oh," Gordo said, still confused, "What does it mean?"
Lizzie tried to think about this, but nothing was coming out. "You know, Gordo, I have absolutely no clue, but maybe that is why it is such a great expression."
Gordo nodded his head, and almost forgot the point of this conversation. "Seriously, Lizzie, are you happy as of this moment?"
"Well," Lizzie started as she started repositioning herself on a beanbag, "considering the fact that I am stuck in a library with no escape, right now, I would say I am pretty damn not happy."
"Well, minus that?" Gordo said.
Lizzie thought about this. "Well, I guess I could be happier."
"Okay."
"What about you, Gordo? Are you happy?"
"Honestly?" Gordo asked.
"Yeah."
"Well, honestly," Gordo started, "no. I don't think I am happy."
"Why not?"
"Well, I miss my friends."
"What friends?" Lizzie asked and Gordo looked at her like she was crazy. "Oh, Miranda and me."
"Yeah."
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I miss you too," Lizzie said.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"But you have other friends."
"So? I can still miss my old friends. I mean, the friends I have right now are so depressing."
"But you look so happy," Gordo said.
"So? Looks aren't everything."
"Then why do you rebel against everything?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, why do you cut class and sneak out and stuff."
"Well, I hate to say it, but peer pressure."
"Oh."
"That's only the beginning of everything. You have no clue what I go through. You know what I was going to do last night?"
"Go out with friends?" Gordo guessed.
Lizzie laughed to herself, "That's what I told me parents. I was actually going over to Lee's house."
"Lee. Are you two going out?" Gordo asked.
"No!"
"Oh, are you two having sex?"
"What? Gordo, believe it or not, I am still a virgin. I tell you, I am not all that bad."
"You mean you are a virgin?"
"Yeah. I still have morals. I don't not completely listen to my parents and honor them."
"Good. I am proud of you, Lizzie."
Lizzie rolled her eyes. "Yeah, glad to know."
"So if you don't like your friends, why don't you change them?"
"What do you mean? I love my friends. Besides, they need me more than anyone can understand."
"How do they need you?"
"Perhaps maybe because some of them take drugs or get drunk. But there is a deeper side to them when they aren't drunk or stoned."
"Oh."
"Yeah," Lizzie said. "Still think my life is easy?"
"No. Look at it this way. At least you aren't Miranda."
"Yeah, I predict Miranda will be very screwed in five years when she realizes she can't do anything and while she had popularity, it was for the wrong reasons, and the popularity won't be with her forever. Someday she is going to be really sorry for how she treated us."
"Yeah. I can't believe she spread that rumor about you and something about an abortion."
"Yeah that was pretty low. You want to know something? That story was actually about her. She was the one who got an abortion. She didn't tell anyone, and I found out because I saw her walk out of the abortion clinic. I really didn't think anything of it, except for maybe she was researching or something. She saw me, and the next thing I know, I am pregnant and having an abortion. I guess she freaked out that I was going to tell someone, just don't ask me who, and so she wanted everyone to think I was desperate if I were to ever tell anyone. I don't even know how I supposedly got pregnant."
"I do," Gordo said.
"How?"
"Well, she told everyone as if I was the father."
"What? I never knew that!"
"Well, I won't get into the details, but you and I were at Miranda's house and couldn't keep our hands off of each other, and we did it in her house."
"Wow! And people believed her?"
"Some still do."
"That is so lame. Why would she do something like that?"
"Beats me," Gordo said. "I think she tried to ruin the friendship between you and me."
"Well," Lizzie started and she looked at Gordo, "I think she might have won."