A/N: Okay, so with all this time now that summer is finally here, I figured
I owed you and myself an update for now. As I am writing this, I notice
fanfiction.net is on a wee bit of a frizz, but anyway, I hope they fix that
soon.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire
Chapter Seven
A few days later in Gordo's Office. . .
"So, what are you trying to say, Gordo? This commercial needs to apply to all sexes, Gordo. Not just males. We now need to attract female consumers as well," Lizzie said.
"So, are you saying we should make the advertisement more feminine?"
Lizzie thought about this, "Well, no. I was thinking it could just have some sort of flare that could apply to females, while still reeling in males."
"Have any ideas?" Gordo asked.
"Do I have any ideas?!" Lizzie exclaimed, "What do you think I have been doing for the past few days?"
"Yeesh! Excuse me! No need to be so touchy!" Gordo said at the easily agitated Lizzie, who had been up a lot of hours trying to figure this thing out, on top of planning a wedding. To make things worse, Ethan was not helping much in the planning department. He made it clear that the plans were up to Lizzie. He would be there for the actual events, but the planning was up to her.
Lizzie sighed, "I am sorry, Gordo. It is not your fault. I guess I have been under a lot of stress with this and the wedding and everything."
"Oh, I understand. I am sorry. Maybe you should take a day or two off from this and just sleep and relax and stuff," Gordo suggested.
Lizzie yawned, "Possibly. I mean, how are your wedding plans coming along?"
"Huh?" Gordo asked, then he remembered that he told her that he was engaged.
"You know, your wedding? Are you helping with the planning and stuff?"
"Oh, yeah, I am helping with most things," Gordo lied.
"Oh? That is good. When are you planning on having your wedding?" Lizzie asked, as she made herself comfortable on the couch in the office by taking her shoes off and putting her feet on the couch.
"Uh, I don't know. We both agreed that the engagement would be long," Gordo said, prolonging the lie. He had a feeling that this lying would backfire.
"Really? You know, that is a good plan. Ethan and I are also planning a longer engagement, like for at least another nine months or so," Lizzie said, sleepily as she closed her eyes.
"Oh, okay," Gordo said.
"Yeah, hey maybe we could all go to dinner sometime on like a double date," Lizzie said, not really realizing what she was saying.
"Maybe," Gordo said, but Lizzie didn't respond, for she had fallen asleep in his office. Gordo decided not to wake her up, and just work a little on his computer while she slept.
A few hours later, Gordo realized it was about time to wrap things up for the day, so he shut down everything in his office, and woke Lizzie up, but she wouldn't budge. She stayed, even after Gordo made several attempts to wake her up.
"Just take me home," Lizzie mumbled without opening her eyes.
"Uh, okay," Gordo said, not really paying attention to her. He helped her sit up on the couch and put her shoes on. He then put his arm around her, and helped her stand up, with the intention of helping her to her car, but she looked to tired to drive, so he put her in his car, and since he didn't know where she lived, he didn't know what else to do except take her to his apartment.
She slept through the car ride and Gordo walked her to his apartment and dropped her on his couch. He set her purse on the coffee table. He wondered if she even clued in that she moved at all. He went to his closet and took a blanket out of there, and placed it on top of Lizzie, and just let her be there, while he did other stuff.
Gordo figured he should probably call Ethan to let him know where Lizzie was if he wanted to pick her up or something. Since Gordo and Ethan didn't regularly talk to each other and Gordo did not have talk to Ethan, he did not have Ethan's phone number. Gordo decided this was a good enough reason to go through Lizzie's purse to get the phone number. He found her cell phone, and went through the list of numbers banked. Ethan's cell phone number was listed, and Gordo called the number.
"Hello?" Ethan asked when he picked up.
"Ethan? Um, hi, this is Gordo," Gordo whispered.
"Gordo? Sup, buddy?" Ethan said.
"Well, Lizzie fell asleep today, and since I didn't know where she lived she ended up here," Gordo said.
"She is with you?" Ethan asked.
"Yeah, but she is sleeping on the couch," Gordo said.
"Oh, okay," Ethan said. "Well, thanks for calling and telling me that."
"Wait! Do you want to pick her up or something?" Gordo asked.
"Uh," Ethan said and he could almost hear him scratching his head. "Actually, she can stay there with you."
"You don't want to pick her up?"
"Nah. I trust you with her to take good care of her," Ethan said and he hung up. Gordo hung up, kind of taken aback that Ethan didn't want to pick her up.
Gordo ate dinner and cleaned up his messy apartment a little so when Lizzie woke up the apartment would look tidy. Gordo wasn't used to having company.
Once everything looked decent, Gordo retired to his bedroom and watched television for a few hours, and eventually fell asleep.
At about two o'clock in the morning, Gordo heard a scream come from his living room. Gordo ran and went to check on Lizzie. All Lizzie could see was a shadow of a person "Where am I?" Lizzie asked, obviously scared.
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A/N: Sorry it took me so long to write the next chapter! Please review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire
Chapter Seven
A few days later in Gordo's Office. . .
"So, what are you trying to say, Gordo? This commercial needs to apply to all sexes, Gordo. Not just males. We now need to attract female consumers as well," Lizzie said.
"So, are you saying we should make the advertisement more feminine?"
Lizzie thought about this, "Well, no. I was thinking it could just have some sort of flare that could apply to females, while still reeling in males."
"Have any ideas?" Gordo asked.
"Do I have any ideas?!" Lizzie exclaimed, "What do you think I have been doing for the past few days?"
"Yeesh! Excuse me! No need to be so touchy!" Gordo said at the easily agitated Lizzie, who had been up a lot of hours trying to figure this thing out, on top of planning a wedding. To make things worse, Ethan was not helping much in the planning department. He made it clear that the plans were up to Lizzie. He would be there for the actual events, but the planning was up to her.
Lizzie sighed, "I am sorry, Gordo. It is not your fault. I guess I have been under a lot of stress with this and the wedding and everything."
"Oh, I understand. I am sorry. Maybe you should take a day or two off from this and just sleep and relax and stuff," Gordo suggested.
Lizzie yawned, "Possibly. I mean, how are your wedding plans coming along?"
"Huh?" Gordo asked, then he remembered that he told her that he was engaged.
"You know, your wedding? Are you helping with the planning and stuff?"
"Oh, yeah, I am helping with most things," Gordo lied.
"Oh? That is good. When are you planning on having your wedding?" Lizzie asked, as she made herself comfortable on the couch in the office by taking her shoes off and putting her feet on the couch.
"Uh, I don't know. We both agreed that the engagement would be long," Gordo said, prolonging the lie. He had a feeling that this lying would backfire.
"Really? You know, that is a good plan. Ethan and I are also planning a longer engagement, like for at least another nine months or so," Lizzie said, sleepily as she closed her eyes.
"Oh, okay," Gordo said.
"Yeah, hey maybe we could all go to dinner sometime on like a double date," Lizzie said, not really realizing what she was saying.
"Maybe," Gordo said, but Lizzie didn't respond, for she had fallen asleep in his office. Gordo decided not to wake her up, and just work a little on his computer while she slept.
A few hours later, Gordo realized it was about time to wrap things up for the day, so he shut down everything in his office, and woke Lizzie up, but she wouldn't budge. She stayed, even after Gordo made several attempts to wake her up.
"Just take me home," Lizzie mumbled without opening her eyes.
"Uh, okay," Gordo said, not really paying attention to her. He helped her sit up on the couch and put her shoes on. He then put his arm around her, and helped her stand up, with the intention of helping her to her car, but she looked to tired to drive, so he put her in his car, and since he didn't know where she lived, he didn't know what else to do except take her to his apartment.
She slept through the car ride and Gordo walked her to his apartment and dropped her on his couch. He set her purse on the coffee table. He wondered if she even clued in that she moved at all. He went to his closet and took a blanket out of there, and placed it on top of Lizzie, and just let her be there, while he did other stuff.
Gordo figured he should probably call Ethan to let him know where Lizzie was if he wanted to pick her up or something. Since Gordo and Ethan didn't regularly talk to each other and Gordo did not have talk to Ethan, he did not have Ethan's phone number. Gordo decided this was a good enough reason to go through Lizzie's purse to get the phone number. He found her cell phone, and went through the list of numbers banked. Ethan's cell phone number was listed, and Gordo called the number.
"Hello?" Ethan asked when he picked up.
"Ethan? Um, hi, this is Gordo," Gordo whispered.
"Gordo? Sup, buddy?" Ethan said.
"Well, Lizzie fell asleep today, and since I didn't know where she lived she ended up here," Gordo said.
"She is with you?" Ethan asked.
"Yeah, but she is sleeping on the couch," Gordo said.
"Oh, okay," Ethan said. "Well, thanks for calling and telling me that."
"Wait! Do you want to pick her up or something?" Gordo asked.
"Uh," Ethan said and he could almost hear him scratching his head. "Actually, she can stay there with you."
"You don't want to pick her up?"
"Nah. I trust you with her to take good care of her," Ethan said and he hung up. Gordo hung up, kind of taken aback that Ethan didn't want to pick her up.
Gordo ate dinner and cleaned up his messy apartment a little so when Lizzie woke up the apartment would look tidy. Gordo wasn't used to having company.
Once everything looked decent, Gordo retired to his bedroom and watched television for a few hours, and eventually fell asleep.
At about two o'clock in the morning, Gordo heard a scream come from his living room. Gordo ran and went to check on Lizzie. All Lizzie could see was a shadow of a person "Where am I?" Lizzie asked, obviously scared.
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A/N: Sorry it took me so long to write the next chapter! Please review!