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Chapter 12

"You wanna dance?"

Lizzie looked up at Ethan. he was holding out his hand to her.

::Cartoon Lizzie:: He's sooooo hot!

"Dance? Here?"

"Yeah," Ethan answered, "She just said they're gonna slow it down."

Just as the words left his mouth, Avril started up with "Tomorrow." Ethan took her hand and Lizzie leaned up against his warm body.

And I wanna believe you

When you tell me that it'll be okay.

Yeah, I try to believe you,

But I don't.

::Cartoon Lizzie:: Ethan doesn't like me like that. He's told me before.

When you say that it's gonna be,

It always turns out to be a different way.

I try to believe you -

Not today.

::Cartoon Lizzie:: He said he had no chemistry, remember? Now he's gonna change it on me?

I don't how I feel tomorrow,

Tomorrow.

I don't know what to say tomorrow.

Tomorrow is a different day.

::Cartoon Lizzie:: Wait a minute. I'm not getting over Ethan...am I?

It's always been up to you.

Let's turn it around - it's up to me.

I'm gonna do what I have to do,

Just don't -

::Cartoon Lizzie:: Yeah, it HAS always been up to him. It's my turn to decide our fate together.

Gimme a little time,

Just leave me alone a little while.

And maybe it's not too late -

Not today.

::Cartoon Lizzie:: Is it too late? ELIZABETH BROOKE MCGUIRE!!! Is it too late for ETHAN

CRAFT?!?! ARE YOU INSANE?!?!

I don't how I feel tomorrow,

Tomorrow.

I don't know what to say tomorrow.

Tomorrow is a different day.

::Cartoon Lizzie:: Whoa. I somewhat connect to this song.

"Good song," Ethan said, looking down at Lizzie. Lizzie flashed him a huge smile.

"Yeah. It was. Thank you for the dance."

She then surprised him with a quick hug and another smile.

"Damn, Gor-don was right," Ethan muttered to himself.

"What?" Lizzie asked.

"Mmhph...hello?"

"Gordo! I've been calling you for three hours! You, me, the Digital Bean, two hours ago? What happened?" Miranda sounded really worried.

Gordo groaned, then pulled himself up into a sitting position.

"Miranda," he began, "I'm really sorry. I don't know what happened. I must have fallen asleep.." he trailed off.

"Gordo, is everything okay?"

Gordo ran his hand through his messy curls. "Yeah. Everything's fine."

"Gordo, this isn't like you. What's going on? Is something bother-"

"Nothing!" he snapped, then immediately regretted it. "I'm sorry, Miranda. I'm just in a really foul mood."

Miranda paused. "Yeah, Avril Lavigne will do that to you."

Gordo froze. She knew.

"I had a great time, Ethan. Thanks again."

Ethan stood next to Lizzie in her doorway. "Yeah, uh...me, too."

They stood there for a minute, just looking at each other, then Ethan's dad beeped the horn from the driveway.

"Well, I guess that's my cue. I better go. Uh...goodnight, Lizzie." He took her hand and gently kissed it. "To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?"

Lizzie raised her eyebrows and began to say something back to him, but Ethan had already turned and started walking back to the car. Lizzie shook her head in amazement.

"Well, at least he's learning his lines."

She went into the house and straight to her room. Lizzie really had to think about the conversation her and Ethan had had at the concert.