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Mind Games
As Lizzie was walking, she thought to herself, "what is going on?" Why did she make out with Gordo? She shouldn't have done that. He might get the wrong idea, like she was interested in dating him or something. Was she interested in dating someone? Yeah, someone. She thought that someone was Louis, but maybe she thought wrong. Louis or Gordo? Lifetime friend or someone she has known for about a month. Well, when she put it that way. . .
Gordo obviously liked her. That was a given. But then Louis. Her roommate. He had also shown interest in her. He was also new and exciting. She had called Gordo a brother like a week before. Wasn't this some sort of incest? She was so glad the camera people did not come snoop on her. That would add even more stress. This camera thing was creeping her out. It was like that book, 1984 with Big Brother always watching. She had so much on her mind. All she wanted to do was go home, yes, her real home in sunny California and be back without any of this happening. This was going to be some sort of hell whether she liked it or not because soon she would have to make a decision.
Soon, Lizzie realized she was so caught up into her own life that she had no earthly clue where exactly she was or how to get to her house. She finally decided a subway would not help and called a taxi. As she was driven home, she thought about this some more. In a few minutes, she would see Louis, and he would probably hug her. In a day or two, Gordo would call with the intention of asking her on a date. Louis might meet Gordo one day and that means she would have to choose. Choose? What was there to choose anyway? Louis probably didn't like her, whereas she and Gordo had already made out.
On the other hand, Louis definitely flirted with Lizzie and she could see this happening in the future. He also seemed more experienced and older, and protective. He also was smart.
Wow. This is a tough decision. Did she really have to think about this now? Too late for that debate. The taxi had just pulled up to her driveway. She got so flustered that she forgot her car and her bag with her clothes. The car that wasn't even hers. She realized this, and realized the she needed her clothes.
She walked into the house, and there apparently a verbal fight going on between Florin and Melanie. Everyone else there was trying to be referees. When they saw Lizzie, actually most of them ignored her as she went into her bedroom and lay down with her hand on top of her head.
A few minutes later, who would walk in, but Louis, the person she didn't really want to see at the moment.
"Hey! Sorry you had to come home with all this tension," Louis said as he sat down at the end of her bed.
"Tell me about it," Lizzie mumbled.
"Having a bad morning?" Louis asked.
"Yep," Lizzie replied.
"Yeah, I noticed you came home in a taxi. Where is the car?"
"I accidentally left it at my friend's place," Lizzie said.
"That sucks," Louis said. "When are you going to pick it up?"
"In a few minutes, when I have enough strength to stand up," Lizzie said.
"I will help you," Louis said as he took her hands and pulled her up. She stood up, and almost fell back, but Louis caught her. "Man, Lizzie, I cannot tell you how much I missed you this weekend. Promise you and I will go out to lunch today and discuss our weekends?"
Lizzie nodded her head, "Yeah, we will go out to lunch. I have to go pick up the car and my luggage though, okay?" she said as she walked past him.
"Wait, Lizzie!" Louis said. "I am going with you! Then, afterwards, we can go out to lunch."
"Oh, you don't have to go. I will just take a taxi or something and call you when I am ready to pick you up."
"No," Louis said, "Please let me go with you. I want to go with you. Besides, I haven't seen you at all this weekend."
Lizzie rolled her eyes. "Fine, come with me. But, we are taking the subway or something."
Lizzie and Louis left their house and started walking to the nearest busy street. "So where is this place?"
"Its at New York University. It's a dorm," Lizzie said, trying not to sound nervous.
"Wow! How did you end up sleeping there?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, your friend. She came in town. Why did you stay in a dorm?"
"Oh, because we were staying with another friend."
"Gordo?" Louis asked.
Lizzie's eyes widened. "Yeah, actually. You have a good memory."
"Don't be too shocked. You only talk about them all the time, and plus you have that picture."
"Yeah, I suppose so."
"So does this mean I get to meet both Miranda and Gordo?"
"No, actually probably only Gordo. Miranda had to take an early flight," Lizzie lied.
Louis smiled. "I hope Gordo likes me."
Probably not, Lizzie thought, but who knows. Miracles happen, right?
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire
Mind Games
As Lizzie was walking, she thought to herself, "what is going on?" Why did she make out with Gordo? She shouldn't have done that. He might get the wrong idea, like she was interested in dating him or something. Was she interested in dating someone? Yeah, someone. She thought that someone was Louis, but maybe she thought wrong. Louis or Gordo? Lifetime friend or someone she has known for about a month. Well, when she put it that way. . .
Gordo obviously liked her. That was a given. But then Louis. Her roommate. He had also shown interest in her. He was also new and exciting. She had called Gordo a brother like a week before. Wasn't this some sort of incest? She was so glad the camera people did not come snoop on her. That would add even more stress. This camera thing was creeping her out. It was like that book, 1984 with Big Brother always watching. She had so much on her mind. All she wanted to do was go home, yes, her real home in sunny California and be back without any of this happening. This was going to be some sort of hell whether she liked it or not because soon she would have to make a decision.
Soon, Lizzie realized she was so caught up into her own life that she had no earthly clue where exactly she was or how to get to her house. She finally decided a subway would not help and called a taxi. As she was driven home, she thought about this some more. In a few minutes, she would see Louis, and he would probably hug her. In a day or two, Gordo would call with the intention of asking her on a date. Louis might meet Gordo one day and that means she would have to choose. Choose? What was there to choose anyway? Louis probably didn't like her, whereas she and Gordo had already made out.
On the other hand, Louis definitely flirted with Lizzie and she could see this happening in the future. He also seemed more experienced and older, and protective. He also was smart.
Wow. This is a tough decision. Did she really have to think about this now? Too late for that debate. The taxi had just pulled up to her driveway. She got so flustered that she forgot her car and her bag with her clothes. The car that wasn't even hers. She realized this, and realized the she needed her clothes.
She walked into the house, and there apparently a verbal fight going on between Florin and Melanie. Everyone else there was trying to be referees. When they saw Lizzie, actually most of them ignored her as she went into her bedroom and lay down with her hand on top of her head.
A few minutes later, who would walk in, but Louis, the person she didn't really want to see at the moment.
"Hey! Sorry you had to come home with all this tension," Louis said as he sat down at the end of her bed.
"Tell me about it," Lizzie mumbled.
"Having a bad morning?" Louis asked.
"Yep," Lizzie replied.
"Yeah, I noticed you came home in a taxi. Where is the car?"
"I accidentally left it at my friend's place," Lizzie said.
"That sucks," Louis said. "When are you going to pick it up?"
"In a few minutes, when I have enough strength to stand up," Lizzie said.
"I will help you," Louis said as he took her hands and pulled her up. She stood up, and almost fell back, but Louis caught her. "Man, Lizzie, I cannot tell you how much I missed you this weekend. Promise you and I will go out to lunch today and discuss our weekends?"
Lizzie nodded her head, "Yeah, we will go out to lunch. I have to go pick up the car and my luggage though, okay?" she said as she walked past him.
"Wait, Lizzie!" Louis said. "I am going with you! Then, afterwards, we can go out to lunch."
"Oh, you don't have to go. I will just take a taxi or something and call you when I am ready to pick you up."
"No," Louis said, "Please let me go with you. I want to go with you. Besides, I haven't seen you at all this weekend."
Lizzie rolled her eyes. "Fine, come with me. But, we are taking the subway or something."
Lizzie and Louis left their house and started walking to the nearest busy street. "So where is this place?"
"Its at New York University. It's a dorm," Lizzie said, trying not to sound nervous.
"Wow! How did you end up sleeping there?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, your friend. She came in town. Why did you stay in a dorm?"
"Oh, because we were staying with another friend."
"Gordo?" Louis asked.
Lizzie's eyes widened. "Yeah, actually. You have a good memory."
"Don't be too shocked. You only talk about them all the time, and plus you have that picture."
"Yeah, I suppose so."
"So does this mean I get to meet both Miranda and Gordo?"
"No, actually probably only Gordo. Miranda had to take an early flight," Lizzie lied.
Louis smiled. "I hope Gordo likes me."
Probably not, Lizzie thought, but who knows. Miracles happen, right?