"Miss Sanchez! Let's go!" Mr. Diggs yelled. Miranda stopped gabbing with Lizzie to look up at the stage. There, Larry stood, uncomfortably shuffling his feet. Lizzie just looked at Miranda.
::Cartoon Lizzie:: What is she doing? Uhh...Miranda? Hey! Move girl!
"Miranda?"
"Huh?" Miranda's fixated gaze was broken by Lizzie's voice. "Oh!" She jumped up and bolted onto the stage.
Mr. Diggs gave her a strange look, but continued. "Okay, Mr. Tudgeman, please begin at Egeus' exit."
Larry heaved a shaky sigh and began.
"How now, my love. Why is your cheek so pale? How chance the roses there do fade so fast?"
He brought his hand gently to her cheek. Miranda shuddered ever so slightly, but managed to squeak out her line.
"Belike for want of rain, which I could well beteem them from the tempest of my eyes."
Gordo slipped into the seat next to Lizzie. He motioned towards the stage with a questioning look. Lizzie shrugged, also noticing the unusual tension between Miranda and Tudgeman.
Larry continued. "Ay , me! For aught that I could ever read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of love never did run smooth-" He couldn't continue. Larry dropped his script and ran off the stage.
Gordo's mouth dropped open. He turned to Lizzie, whose mouth was hanging open as well.
"What -"
"-was that?" Lizzie finished Gordo's sentence.
"Well, well, well. It looks likes Moron-da found a big enough dweeb to make her look semi-normal." Claire whispered loudly to Kate, then they both proceeded to giggle rudely. Lizzie turned around, but before she could say anything, Kate held up her hand. "So, Moron-da and Tudgeman. How cute is that, Lose-ie? Almost as cute as you and G-"
Just then, Ethan walked up to Lizzie and Gordo. It was now Kate and Claire's turn to have their mouths drop open.
"Uh, Lizzie, I just got off the phone with my dad. He got these, like, tickets for a concert this weekend. Avril Larine?" He looked at Gordo, who was mouthing "LaVIGNE." Ethan tried again. "Lafine?"
Lizzie piped in, "You mean Lavigne?"
Ethan smiled in relief. "Yeah."
Lizzie looked a little confused. "That's great, Ethan. She's really good."
Gordo rolled his eyes.
GORDO V.O.
Sometimes I wonder about her. She's really clueless sometimes. How does she not see that he's asking her out? Boy, I wish my dad had connections like that. I told Ethan that stuff less than an hour ago. God, this guy moves fast. Great. There goes my best friend. Good job, Gordo.
END OF GORDO'S V.O.
Ethan waited, then realized that she didn't understand what he was getting at. "Well, I have two tickets. And there's only one of me. So, I thought I should bring somebody else with me."
Lizzie just stared at him. Ethan's eyes seemed to bore right through her at this second. He looked almost...nervous? Ethan Craft...nervous? Talking to her?
::Cartoon Lizzie:: Is Ethan Craft...ASKING ME OUT?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Ha. Get real, McGuire.
"So...do you wanna go with me?"
::Cartoon Lizzie:: Whoa.
