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Dreams
"Justin!" Lizzie said. Gordo looked disappointed at this, but tried to hide it. "How are you?"
"I am well, thank you. How are you?" Justin said.
"Well."
"Anyway, I called you to ask you if you and a few of your friends want to come and tour UCLA this weekend. There is a huge college tour thing and it should be fun."
Lizzie smiled. "That sounds fun. I will ask my friends." That caught Gordo's attention.
"Cool. I will see you there. It starts around noon and it is an all day event because it isn't just touring, it is other stuff. Bye!" And with that he hung up.
Confused, Lizzie hung up the phone. "What did Justin want?"
"He wanted to see if we wanted to come to this college fair thing on Saturday at UCLA. You interested?" Lizzie said.
"Sure. I am not applying there, but it couldn't hurt to see the campus," Gordo replied. Gordo could tell Lizzie looked hurt about what the call ended up being about, but inside he felt really relieved. "You want to call Miranda and ask her?"
"Sure." Lizzie called Miranda and Miranda said she could come and they decided to meet and go together. Gordo volunteered to drive. After Lizzie hung up the phone, Gordo and Lizzie talked for a while about the project and school and then finally, dinner was ready, so they ate dinner. After dinner, Lizzie dropped Gordo off at his house.
Gordo looked as if he was about to tell Lizzie something, but at the last minute decided not to. Lizzie brushed this off as Gordo taking a brief trip to Gordoland again and went home.
That night, Lizzie had the strangest dream. Lizzie was in a dark alley and confused until a strange man appeared. The man appeared to be middle aged and he had red hair. Lizzie thought this character looked strikingly familiar. Suddenly, the man spoke.
"Remember your past. Watch out for your friend." Lizzie listened as the man repeated this over and over again until he disappeared. The next morning, Lizzie woke up confused. What was he talking about?
Lizzie woke up the next morning forgetting about the dream. Miranda, running late, picked Lizzie up and then Gordo. As soon as they got to school, they went on to their separate classes. As soon as school was over, Miranda came over to them excitedly and exclaimed, "I have some good news for you. I will tell you in the car," as she ran ahead of them.
"What do you think that was about?" Lizzie asked Gordo.
"I don't know, but I guess we are about to find out." Gordo said as they walked behind Miranda to her car.
As soon as everyone was in the car, Miranda started the car and exclaimed, "Okay, so you know that Life class I was telling you about?"
Lizzie and Gordo nodded.
"Well," she continued, "This guy in there, Suki Robinson, was talking about this party happening on Friday night and he invited me to come," Miranda said excitedly.
Lizzie and Gordo looked at each other. "Suki? Isn't he a member of a cult or something?" Gordo asked.
"Yeah, that is what I thought, but he is a totally nice guy, and I think the party should be interesting. Anyway, do you want to come?" Miranda asked.
"No offence, but I would rather not come. Nothing against you, but I wouldn't feel comfortable. In fact, Miranda, I am not sure I want you to go, Miranda," Lizzie said, trying to help her friend. Suki was bad news.
"Lizzie, I can take care of myself. I am not a baby. Suki is a nice guy; in fact Suki is my friend. You know what? I think you are jealous because you didn't get a direct invite from Suki. I am going to that party, and no one can or will stop me." Miranda said as she started to cry.
The rest of the car ride was silent. Once Miranda reached Gordo's house, Lizzie and Gordo exited the car. As they left, Miranda said, "Good bye!" and stormed away angrily.
"What was that all about?" Gordo asked watching as Miranda drove away.
"I don't know. I just. . .Suki does not exactly have the best reputation. He is an outsider in the worst was and I don't think he is a good influence on anyone . . ." Lizzie trailed off.
"I understand. Suki is really sketchy. He used to go to my synagogue when he was younger and more spiritual, but then he stopped being religious and I heard he joined a cult or something," Gordo said.
"I heard the same, and maybe it is just a rumor, but I can't help but worry about this."
Lizzie and Gordo went to work on the project and then Lizzie went home. For the next two days, Miranda kept making excuses as why she didn't need a ride home, so it was just Gordo and Lizzie. Lizzie felt guilty for what she said, because Suki was probably just a harmless guy, and she honestly missed her friendship with Miranda.
Friday night rolled around, and Gordo and Lizzie decided to go ahead and work on their homework. Gordo left after dinner and Lizzie started to watch a movie and drift to sleep. She was having the same dream again when she was suddenly jerked out of slumber with the telephone ringing. A few minutes later, her mom came in and handed her the telephone.
"Hello?" Lizzie said groggily and confused.
"Lizzie? Lizzie? This is Mr. Sanchez. Have you seen Miranda tonight?" He sounded like he was really worried.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Dreams
"Justin!" Lizzie said. Gordo looked disappointed at this, but tried to hide it. "How are you?"
"I am well, thank you. How are you?" Justin said.
"Well."
"Anyway, I called you to ask you if you and a few of your friends want to come and tour UCLA this weekend. There is a huge college tour thing and it should be fun."
Lizzie smiled. "That sounds fun. I will ask my friends." That caught Gordo's attention.
"Cool. I will see you there. It starts around noon and it is an all day event because it isn't just touring, it is other stuff. Bye!" And with that he hung up.
Confused, Lizzie hung up the phone. "What did Justin want?"
"He wanted to see if we wanted to come to this college fair thing on Saturday at UCLA. You interested?" Lizzie said.
"Sure. I am not applying there, but it couldn't hurt to see the campus," Gordo replied. Gordo could tell Lizzie looked hurt about what the call ended up being about, but inside he felt really relieved. "You want to call Miranda and ask her?"
"Sure." Lizzie called Miranda and Miranda said she could come and they decided to meet and go together. Gordo volunteered to drive. After Lizzie hung up the phone, Gordo and Lizzie talked for a while about the project and school and then finally, dinner was ready, so they ate dinner. After dinner, Lizzie dropped Gordo off at his house.
Gordo looked as if he was about to tell Lizzie something, but at the last minute decided not to. Lizzie brushed this off as Gordo taking a brief trip to Gordoland again and went home.
That night, Lizzie had the strangest dream. Lizzie was in a dark alley and confused until a strange man appeared. The man appeared to be middle aged and he had red hair. Lizzie thought this character looked strikingly familiar. Suddenly, the man spoke.
"Remember your past. Watch out for your friend." Lizzie listened as the man repeated this over and over again until he disappeared. The next morning, Lizzie woke up confused. What was he talking about?
Lizzie woke up the next morning forgetting about the dream. Miranda, running late, picked Lizzie up and then Gordo. As soon as they got to school, they went on to their separate classes. As soon as school was over, Miranda came over to them excitedly and exclaimed, "I have some good news for you. I will tell you in the car," as she ran ahead of them.
"What do you think that was about?" Lizzie asked Gordo.
"I don't know, but I guess we are about to find out." Gordo said as they walked behind Miranda to her car.
As soon as everyone was in the car, Miranda started the car and exclaimed, "Okay, so you know that Life class I was telling you about?"
Lizzie and Gordo nodded.
"Well," she continued, "This guy in there, Suki Robinson, was talking about this party happening on Friday night and he invited me to come," Miranda said excitedly.
Lizzie and Gordo looked at each other. "Suki? Isn't he a member of a cult or something?" Gordo asked.
"Yeah, that is what I thought, but he is a totally nice guy, and I think the party should be interesting. Anyway, do you want to come?" Miranda asked.
"No offence, but I would rather not come. Nothing against you, but I wouldn't feel comfortable. In fact, Miranda, I am not sure I want you to go, Miranda," Lizzie said, trying to help her friend. Suki was bad news.
"Lizzie, I can take care of myself. I am not a baby. Suki is a nice guy; in fact Suki is my friend. You know what? I think you are jealous because you didn't get a direct invite from Suki. I am going to that party, and no one can or will stop me." Miranda said as she started to cry.
The rest of the car ride was silent. Once Miranda reached Gordo's house, Lizzie and Gordo exited the car. As they left, Miranda said, "Good bye!" and stormed away angrily.
"What was that all about?" Gordo asked watching as Miranda drove away.
"I don't know. I just. . .Suki does not exactly have the best reputation. He is an outsider in the worst was and I don't think he is a good influence on anyone . . ." Lizzie trailed off.
"I understand. Suki is really sketchy. He used to go to my synagogue when he was younger and more spiritual, but then he stopped being religious and I heard he joined a cult or something," Gordo said.
"I heard the same, and maybe it is just a rumor, but I can't help but worry about this."
Lizzie and Gordo went to work on the project and then Lizzie went home. For the next two days, Miranda kept making excuses as why she didn't need a ride home, so it was just Gordo and Lizzie. Lizzie felt guilty for what she said, because Suki was probably just a harmless guy, and she honestly missed her friendship with Miranda.
Friday night rolled around, and Gordo and Lizzie decided to go ahead and work on their homework. Gordo left after dinner and Lizzie started to watch a movie and drift to sleep. She was having the same dream again when she was suddenly jerked out of slumber with the telephone ringing. A few minutes later, her mom came in and handed her the telephone.
"Hello?" Lizzie said groggily and confused.
"Lizzie? Lizzie? This is Mr. Sanchez. Have you seen Miranda tonight?" He sounded like he was really worried.