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Time seemed to pass Gordo. His semi-hypnotic stage was shattered by the sound of a laughter that faintly reminded him of a squirrel, if it were laughing of course. He looked behind him only to find a certain blonde and her friend parading themselves in his direction. He winced slightly when the same high-pitched squealing started again.
"AHHHH! That expression on his face was just priceless! Man, the wonders a little mud is priceless..."
He rolled his eyes as they passed. Kate acknowledged his existence on a child swing with a expressionless look in the eyes.
"Hey Claire, go on, I'll be right there." With a smug look, Claire sashayed away. Then Kate turned her focus onto Gordo. At the moment, he was expecting some sort of Kate-like tongue lashing that only girls like Lizzie would consider remotely hurtful, but to his surprise she merely sat herself on the swing.
"Look Gordo, I don't have much time.."
"Of course you don't, you're too busy with thinking up new ways to insult people and find even more ways to make your..."
"Just shut up for once. Geez, defensive much?" Gordo was stopped in his tracks. 'Did Kate the Queen-of-mean just say one complete sentence without the usual backtone of hate and disgust?' She continued.
"You have to be the most stupid or frightened person in the world. It is so obvious to everybody in the world that you like Lizzie. And yet year after year you continue to dumbfound everyone with your lack of action. A girl is only gonna wait so long for her 'Prince Charming'. So get a move on, do some vintage-Gordo, romantic gesture and make it known how you feel." He was about to inform her that he did do something to 'make known how he feels' but decided there was no point in it. She continued still," So get this whole pathetic 'we're just friends' charade over so people will stop obsessing over it and start focusing more on me. Okay?"
No answer.
She nodded slightly and stared off into the distance. Within moments she stood up and brushed off her skirt and began walking again. By some stroke of fate, another blonde came toward the same direction Kate was leaving. When the two blondes passed each other, Kate looked over her shoulder to find Gordo and Lizzie sitting side by side, silently. With a slight mental shake of her head, she was off.
"What was that about?" Lizzie asked to break the ice.
"I'm not quite sure, just Kate being herself." He lied. Lizzie nodded.
"Well, we can't just avoid this forever, you know."
"Yeah, I know." He pithily answered. By now his hands were shoved in his pockets to help dry his clammy hands and his heart was racing out of control, but he was sure to make sure Lizzie couldn't tell.
"So, I have to say this before things get too out of control. Gordo, you are the best friend someone can have and any girl would be lucky to have you as a boyfriend, but there are just some things that are out of my control. I can't control who I like and my feelings are just.. I dunno."
"I think I get it," Gordo said soberly "but can you just think about it some more? It's only been less than a day."
"Sure Gordo, but I dont think I'm gonna change my mind. It's not really something that is gonna change over another night of sleep."
"Just think about it, k?"
"K."
"You want me to walk you home then?"
"No I think I'll be alright."
"Okay then, I'll see you in a couple days. You know, I got that family... uh thing tomorrow so I have to pack and..." he stopped when he looked over to see that she was strangely quiet.
"Yeah I know, Gordo. Well good night and have a great trip." Then she left.
Gordo still thought he had a chance. With that faint glimmer of hope, he smirked to himself and walked home with the musty, twilight summer breeze against his face.
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A slightly longer chapter.. but I still need title suggestions!!
~Springshowers
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.Chapter 3 - The Talk, Sort of.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
Time seemed to pass Gordo. His semi-hypnotic stage was shattered by the sound of a laughter that faintly reminded him of a squirrel, if it were laughing of course. He looked behind him only to find a certain blonde and her friend parading themselves in his direction. He winced slightly when the same high-pitched squealing started again.
"AHHHH! That expression on his face was just priceless! Man, the wonders a little mud is priceless..."
He rolled his eyes as they passed. Kate acknowledged his existence on a child swing with a expressionless look in the eyes.
"Hey Claire, go on, I'll be right there." With a smug look, Claire sashayed away. Then Kate turned her focus onto Gordo. At the moment, he was expecting some sort of Kate-like tongue lashing that only girls like Lizzie would consider remotely hurtful, but to his surprise she merely sat herself on the swing.
"Look Gordo, I don't have much time.."
"Of course you don't, you're too busy with thinking up new ways to insult people and find even more ways to make your..."
"Just shut up for once. Geez, defensive much?" Gordo was stopped in his tracks. 'Did Kate the Queen-of-mean just say one complete sentence without the usual backtone of hate and disgust?' She continued.
"You have to be the most stupid or frightened person in the world. It is so obvious to everybody in the world that you like Lizzie. And yet year after year you continue to dumbfound everyone with your lack of action. A girl is only gonna wait so long for her 'Prince Charming'. So get a move on, do some vintage-Gordo, romantic gesture and make it known how you feel." He was about to inform her that he did do something to 'make known how he feels' but decided there was no point in it. She continued still," So get this whole pathetic 'we're just friends' charade over so people will stop obsessing over it and start focusing more on me. Okay?"
No answer.
She nodded slightly and stared off into the distance. Within moments she stood up and brushed off her skirt and began walking again. By some stroke of fate, another blonde came toward the same direction Kate was leaving. When the two blondes passed each other, Kate looked over her shoulder to find Gordo and Lizzie sitting side by side, silently. With a slight mental shake of her head, she was off.
"What was that about?" Lizzie asked to break the ice.
"I'm not quite sure, just Kate being herself." He lied. Lizzie nodded.
"Well, we can't just avoid this forever, you know."
"Yeah, I know." He pithily answered. By now his hands were shoved in his pockets to help dry his clammy hands and his heart was racing out of control, but he was sure to make sure Lizzie couldn't tell.
"So, I have to say this before things get too out of control. Gordo, you are the best friend someone can have and any girl would be lucky to have you as a boyfriend, but there are just some things that are out of my control. I can't control who I like and my feelings are just.. I dunno."
"I think I get it," Gordo said soberly "but can you just think about it some more? It's only been less than a day."
"Sure Gordo, but I dont think I'm gonna change my mind. It's not really something that is gonna change over another night of sleep."
"Just think about it, k?"
"K."
"You want me to walk you home then?"
"No I think I'll be alright."
"Okay then, I'll see you in a couple days. You know, I got that family... uh thing tomorrow so I have to pack and..." he stopped when he looked over to see that she was strangely quiet.
"Yeah I know, Gordo. Well good night and have a great trip." Then she left.
Gordo still thought he had a chance. With that faint glimmer of hope, he smirked to himself and walked home with the musty, twilight summer breeze against his face.
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A slightly longer chapter.. but I still need title suggestions!!
~Springshowers