Chapter 6

[I don't own Lizzie, Gordo, Miranda, any of the McGuires, Lanny, Kate, Tudgeman, Ethan, Parker, Mr.

Diggs, A Midsummer Night's Dream, or any of the other things that I've talked about in this story.]

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"Do I entice you - entice? Mr. Diggs?"

Mr. Diggs sighed. "Let's see, Mr. Craft...to entice someone is to tempt them, to lure them -" Ethan's blank face did not change. "To attract them-"

"Ohhhhh! Kay, Diggs, I gotcha." Ethan winks at Mr. Diggs and gives him the thumbs up.

"Just continue, Mr. Craft. Miss McGuire, we'll hopefully get to your line this time."

Lizzie didn't mind. This way, she was able to just stare at Ethan and not even be freaked that he might catch her. But, something out in the audience caught her eye. She broke her gaze from Ethan and looked out into the house. It was Gordo, coming through the auditorium door. Their eyes locked for a second, then he turned into an aisle.

"Miss McGuire?"

Lizzie snapped back into reality. "Oh! Sorry, Mr. Diggs!"

Mr. Diggs buried his head in his hands. "Okay. Fine. Mr. Craft, we'll take it from your line again. You could use the practice anyway...Mr. Craft?"

"Yeah?"

"Oh, for the love of Ethyl Barrymore...Everyone, take five." Mr. Diggs almost ran out of the auditorium.

Lizzie climbed down off the stage and joined Gordo in the audience.

"Hey, Gordo, where's Miranda? As soon as she got offstage, she disappeared."

Gordo gave a little laugh and pointed at the floor. Lizzie looked down and there was Miranda, crouched on the ground.

"Miranda!"

"Shhh!!!"

"What are you -"

"Tudgeman!" Miranda hissed. "He won't leave me alone!"

"What's he doing now?"

Gordo snickered. "He's insisting they go out on a date to get more into their characters. And he won't take no for an answer, my pet," he added, imitating Larry.

Just then, Mr. Diggs came back into the auditorium and barked, "Craft! McGuire! Onstage!"

Lizzie shrugged and got up. Gordo watched her walk away, then got out of his seat, mumbling something about finding a hammer. Miranda sighed. Should she say something to him? Or let him think that nobody else knows?

"Okay, Mr. Craft. From where we left off."

Lizzie looked up at Ethan. He was so beautiful.

"Okay. Here goes. Do I entice you? Do I speak you fair? Or, rather, do I not in plainest truth tell you, I do not nor I cannot love you?"

::Cartoon Lizzie:: Even when his character is telling me he could never love me, he is just so unbelievably

hot! (faints)

"And even for that do I love you the more."

GORDO V.O.

Unbelievable. Does she even listen to the lines? How irony works its way into life. Ethan is telling her character that he doesn't love her and she still follows him around like a puppy dog. I don't understand her. Don't these lines click in her head? She's playing out her life onstage! Chill, Gordo. Forget it. Just go backstage and start working on this stupid set. You don't have to watch her. She's a big girl. Besides, you'll end up hearing everything that happens later. She'll come squealing to you about Ethan this, Ethan that. What else are you there for?

END OF GORDO'S V.O.

Miranda watched Gordo glowering in the back of the auditorium, turned to look at the stage. Lizzie and Ethan were onstage and Lizzie was positively glowing. She craned her neck to look back at Gordo, but he had disappeared.