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Chapter Fourteen
Across the Country
~Lizzie~
The next morning, Lizzie woke up early to get ready to go to the airport. Her plane left at eleven, but she had to be at the airport by nine. While she was excited to see her cousin, she was sorry it was at such an inconvenient time. This was quite an untimely surprise for Lizzie, but since her dad already bought the ticket and her family had made all these special arrangements, Lizzie decided not to complain.
As soon as she was getting ready to leave, she went over to Gordo's house with the note she wrote. She was going to send it to him by mail, but then realized her family would read it and it would take a whole day to get it to Gordo. She knew it was too early for him to be awake, so she left it in the mailbox in an envelope with his name on it. She hated to just leave him like this without any notice, but she didn't really have a choice. Her cousin was going to Cambridge and she had to be there to see him off. She didn't even bother to ask why the rest of the family wasn't going, mostly because she had a hunch that Matt was going to be sent off somewhere else while her parents went away on their own vacation.
After she got back from Gordo's, the whole family was outside waiting for her. Matt had just rolled out of the bed and did not understand why he had to see me off to Chicago, "I understood Rome, but Chicago? She's been there before!" he grunted.
"Shut it, worm!" Lizzie said, "It's not like you're going with me."
"Yeah," Matt said, "which is another thing I don't understand. Kevin likes me a lot better than he likes her! How come I wasn't invited?"
Jo rolled her eyes, "Because Grandma called the other day and she really wants to see you."
"Yeah, but she will only want to do what old people do."
Jo shook her head, "No, didn't you hear? She will be in Las Vegas this week."
A smile crept up of Matt's face, "Vegas?"
Jo nodded her head.
"Oh yeah!" Matt exclaimed, "I'm going to Vegas, baby!"
"That's right," Jo said, "now get in the car."
Soon, they were on their way to the airport and a few hours after that, Lizzie was on a plane going to Chicago. She couldn't help but wonder what Gordo was going right now.
~~~
~Gordo~
That morning, Gordo didn't roll out of bed until around eleven. After taking a shower he went downstairs to get something to eat. He thought about calling Lizzie to see if she wanted to do something, but he realized she might be sleeping, so he turned on the TV.
After finding nothing good was on, he went up to his room. It was then when he remembered the conversation he had the day before with Larry. It sounded as if Larry was hiding something the whole time. What was he hiding? And what did he mean when he said "one day we will know what the whole world already knows"? Larry sounded like he knew what he was talking about, but were people talking about them? What was going on?
Later that afternoon, Gordo finally got around to getting the mail. Most of it was bills, there was a Time magazine for him, and a few more things. At the bottom of the pile, an envelope caught his attention. It had his name on it, but nothing else. This meant one of two things: a) the postman was stalking him, or b) the person who wrote it dropped it off. He knew that latter conclusion was right, but it amused him to think of his short, thin, sweet, and innocent old postman, who played Bingo at the local community center most nights and probably sometimes forgot his own address, was following him.
He opened the envelope to find that it was a note, from all people, Lizzie. He thought this was weird, considering they didn't live that far away from each other, and she could have called, but this made the note all the more intriguing. He opened it up all the way and started reading.
At first he was confused, because he didn't remember what letter he was talking about, but then as soon as he realized what letter she was talking about, he blushed. She wasn't supposed to see that! It was personal and said things no one should be reading. That is, until he realized what this letter was trying to say. She was saying, unless he read it wrong, that she had feelings for him like he did for her.
Yes! He finally knew how she felt for him. He felt overjoyed. He felt shocked. He felt loved. He no longer had to be nervous! No more wondering if there was the slightest chance in the world whether Lizzie liked Gordo! It was right there, on her paper it was there in purple ink, "I love you."
Gordo was about to call Larry, e-mail Lizzie or do something to share his feeling, but then he realized something: maybe this was all too good to be true. Sure, it was written in Lizzie's handwriting and everything, but maybe this was all a prank. Maybe someone found that note that he never intended to give to Lizzie and decided they were bored. It seemed unlikely and improbable, but it was almost like he needed confirmation other then this note. It seemed like this was all too simple.
It was then that good old Angelic Gordo and Evil Gordo popped up.
"What are you doing here?" Gordo asked.
*Angelic Gordo: We are here to encourage you.
*Evil Gordo: Or discourage you.
*Angelic Gordo: and doubt you.
*Evil Gordo: Which is what brings us here today.
Gordo looked at the two small figures, "You are doubting me? Isn't that like doubting you?"
*Evil Gordo: Heh! Not quite. You see, when part of you doubts yourself, part of we doubts as well.
*Angelic Gordo: And we do not like to doubt us.
"Yeah, but aren't you two supposed to be fighting?" Gordo asked.
Angelic Gordo shook his head as if he was disgusted.
*Angelic Gordo: No, actually when you know what you are doing, we get along pretty well.
*Devil Gordo: Yeah, unless you have a problem or are struggling between right versus wrong and making decisions, we figure we might as well get along. Hell, we are only your conscience.
Gordo sighed, "All right, so what brings you here?"
*Devil Gordo: Heh! What brings us here today? Well, you are being stupid, that's what!
*Angelic Gordo: Now, now! Stupid isn't a very nice word. No need to get ugly!
Gordo looked at these two. If this weren't unbelievable enough, it was also confusing, "What are you trying to say?"
*Angelic Gordo: Now, David. Don't you think you are being silly thinking that Lizzie could not possibly like you?
*Evil Gordo: Oh! I see! Silly is okay, but stupid is mean? That makes sense!
*Angelic Gordo: Quiet! We aren't supposed to be fighting, remember?
"Are you trying to tell me that I know that Lizzie loves me and I am doubting it for no good reason?"
Angelic Gordo smiled.
*Angelic Gordo: No. I think you just told yourself.
Gordo shook his head and sat down, "I don't know. I mean, she thinks I'm a great friend and all but she probably doesn't see it like that."
*Devil Gordo: Will you quit trying to tell yourself that? Dude, she has kissed you, like, three times! That chick has it bad for you, man!
*Angelic Gordo: I see it to.
"But how come she has never said anything?"
*Devil Gordo: I could ask you that same question, couldn't I? Man, Gordo, sometimes you think too much. So much, in fact, you give me a headache.
Gordo looked at the devil funny, "What is that supposed to mean?"
*Angelic Gordo: He means. . .listen to your heart. Sometimes it knows more than your brain.
Angelic Gordo disappeared.
*Devil Gordo: Yeah, and considering your conscience comes from your brain, it would give us a lot more sleep.
With that, Devil Gordo vanished.
~~~
~Lizzie~
After the three hour plan ride, it finally landed at the airport and Lizzie got off the plane. There, waiting for her, was her aunt and cousin, Haley, who was thirteen. "Lizzie! It's so good to see you!" her Aunt Betsy cried.
"It's good to see you too!" Lizzie said, silently wondering where Kevin was. He was the reason, after all, that she was there, right?
Haley must have read her mind because she said, "Kevin is with his friends. He is leaving in four days and he wants to spend as much time as possible with his friends before he goes."
Lizzie nodded her head, "Okay."
"Are you hungry, Lizzie?" Aunt Betsy asked her, "Did the plane serve lunch?"
Lizzie shook her head, "No, it didn't."
"Well! You must be starving!" Aunt Betsy said, "Is McDonalds okay?"
McDonalds made Lizzie think of Gordo and that made her grin slightly, "Yes m'am. McDonalds is fine."
After they got out of the airport, picked some food up for Lizzie, they went to their house. Lizzie was staying in the guest room upstairs next to Haley's room. Haley was a year younger than Lizzie, and Lizzie forgot how much Haley liked her. They didn't see each other too often, but Haley always asked Lizzie ten million questions. Not that Lizzie minded talking about herself, but after a while, it got kind of annoying. Haley knew everything about Lizzie, and when she volunteered to help Lizzie unpack, Lizzie knew Haley was about to pop out her questions. Today, Lizzie didn't care. All she had to do was remember the letter Gordo wrote and nothing could ruin her mood. She was happy, and Haley could be the most annoying person on earth, and Lizzie would still talk to her today.
"So, how was the flight?" Haley asked, plopping herself on Lizzie's bed.
"It was okay," Lizzie said, as she put her clothes in the drawers.
"Mom told me that you just got back from Rome," Haley said, with a gleam in her eye, "Was it as romantic as the movies make it sound?"
Lizzie smiled and nodded her head, "Yeah, it was really cool."
"Ooh! And I bought that single, 'What Dreams are Made of,'" Haley said, "You should have seen the look on my friends' faces when I told them that my very own cousin sang that song. Will you sign my copy later?"
Lizzie smiled. Haley might have been annoying, but at least her comments were positive as opposed to Matt. It was weird, though, that Haley and Matt actually got along pretty well. They had complete opposite views on Lizzie, but they were pretty good friends. "I would love to sign your copy. However, that wasn't my voice on the single. That was Isabella's voice."
"Oh, that's right! I forget. I thought you wee much prettier than Isabella. Do you still keep up with her?"
Lizzie shrugged, "Sort of. She is trying to launch her own fashion line, so right now she is pretty busy. We e-mail each other sometimes, though."
Haley's eyes widened with fascination, "Wow! That is so cool! After eighth grade, my class always goes to New York or Washington. I wish we could go to Rome!"
Lizzie laughed, "I don't know. New York would be pretty cool, too."
Haley shrugged, "Maybe you're right. Besides, I want to go to Rome on my own time with people I really like without adult supervision."
"Yeah, well, wait a few years and maybe that'll happen."
"Yeah-maybe. Anyway, how are Miranda and Gordo?"
Lizzie laughed. Haley sure did have a short attention span, "They are good. Miranda is in Mexico and Gordo is hanging around."
"I can't wait to meet them at your wedding!" Haley said.
"Who is having a wedding?" Lizzie asked, confused.
"You know, when you get married and have a wedding that your friends and family go to?"
"Oh," Lizzie said, "Well, maybe you'll meet them sooner."
"Yeah, maybe," Haley said, without enthusiasm, "I really want to visit you sometime in Hill Ridge, but mom says that I'm not old enough and that she would have to arrange it with your mom and you."
"It's okay with me," Lizzie said.
Haley smiled, "Really? Great!"
"Yeah, sure," Lizzie said. She was finished unpacking, "Um, can I use your computer?"
"Sure," Haley said, "The computer room is across the hall."
"Thanks. We'll talk more later, okay?"
Haley smiled, "Yeah, of course. You'll be here a whole week. We have plenty of time!" Haley got off from the bed and went out of the room and went downstairs. Lizzie went to the computer room and turned on the light and the computer. She really wanted to check her mail to see if Gordo e-mailed her. She knew it was unlikely, but it was worth a shot. Also, she told him she would e-mail him.
Lizzie checked her account and there were no new messages. Then, she composed an e-mail to Gordo.
"Gordo- I am in Chicago now and I was wondering if you got my letter. I meant what I said and I can't wait until I get home. Sorry that I had to go to Chicago before we could talk about anything. Have a good week and I miss you! Love, Lizzie"
She clicked send. She wanted to write so much more, but wanted to make sure he was still interested in her before she said too much, so after she e-mailed her parents to tell them she got in safely, she logged off and turned off the computer.
By that time, it was six in Chicago, and Betsy came and said, "Hey! Kevin is here and we are going to get some pizza. I bet you really miss Chicago style pizza!" Aunt Betsy said. The last time Lizzie visited Chicago with her family, she was twelve and she became obsessed with the pizza in Chicago.
Lizzie smiled, "Sure, just let me put some shoes on."
~~~
***Stay tuned for the next chapter, which isn't the last chapter!***
***This is NOT the second to last chapter. We realized that there was no way we could make this the second to last chapter. We have no idea when this story will be finished or how many more chapters it will have. Sorry for not keeping our word on that. Plans changed.***
***Despite what we have told you in the past, we DO own Lizzie McGuire. Yes, ottertheelephante owns the country of Europe while piacere owns the city of Ohio.
You 1: Wait! Europe is not a country!
You 2: Yeah! And Ohio is a state, you idiot!
Us: Well, I guess we don't own them after all. Poo!***
Chapter Fourteen
Across the Country
~Lizzie~
The next morning, Lizzie woke up early to get ready to go to the airport. Her plane left at eleven, but she had to be at the airport by nine. While she was excited to see her cousin, she was sorry it was at such an inconvenient time. This was quite an untimely surprise for Lizzie, but since her dad already bought the ticket and her family had made all these special arrangements, Lizzie decided not to complain.
As soon as she was getting ready to leave, she went over to Gordo's house with the note she wrote. She was going to send it to him by mail, but then realized her family would read it and it would take a whole day to get it to Gordo. She knew it was too early for him to be awake, so she left it in the mailbox in an envelope with his name on it. She hated to just leave him like this without any notice, but she didn't really have a choice. Her cousin was going to Cambridge and she had to be there to see him off. She didn't even bother to ask why the rest of the family wasn't going, mostly because she had a hunch that Matt was going to be sent off somewhere else while her parents went away on their own vacation.
After she got back from Gordo's, the whole family was outside waiting for her. Matt had just rolled out of the bed and did not understand why he had to see me off to Chicago, "I understood Rome, but Chicago? She's been there before!" he grunted.
"Shut it, worm!" Lizzie said, "It's not like you're going with me."
"Yeah," Matt said, "which is another thing I don't understand. Kevin likes me a lot better than he likes her! How come I wasn't invited?"
Jo rolled her eyes, "Because Grandma called the other day and she really wants to see you."
"Yeah, but she will only want to do what old people do."
Jo shook her head, "No, didn't you hear? She will be in Las Vegas this week."
A smile crept up of Matt's face, "Vegas?"
Jo nodded her head.
"Oh yeah!" Matt exclaimed, "I'm going to Vegas, baby!"
"That's right," Jo said, "now get in the car."
Soon, they were on their way to the airport and a few hours after that, Lizzie was on a plane going to Chicago. She couldn't help but wonder what Gordo was going right now.
~~~
~Gordo~
That morning, Gordo didn't roll out of bed until around eleven. After taking a shower he went downstairs to get something to eat. He thought about calling Lizzie to see if she wanted to do something, but he realized she might be sleeping, so he turned on the TV.
After finding nothing good was on, he went up to his room. It was then when he remembered the conversation he had the day before with Larry. It sounded as if Larry was hiding something the whole time. What was he hiding? And what did he mean when he said "one day we will know what the whole world already knows"? Larry sounded like he knew what he was talking about, but were people talking about them? What was going on?
Later that afternoon, Gordo finally got around to getting the mail. Most of it was bills, there was a Time magazine for him, and a few more things. At the bottom of the pile, an envelope caught his attention. It had his name on it, but nothing else. This meant one of two things: a) the postman was stalking him, or b) the person who wrote it dropped it off. He knew that latter conclusion was right, but it amused him to think of his short, thin, sweet, and innocent old postman, who played Bingo at the local community center most nights and probably sometimes forgot his own address, was following him.
He opened the envelope to find that it was a note, from all people, Lizzie. He thought this was weird, considering they didn't live that far away from each other, and she could have called, but this made the note all the more intriguing. He opened it up all the way and started reading.
At first he was confused, because he didn't remember what letter he was talking about, but then as soon as he realized what letter she was talking about, he blushed. She wasn't supposed to see that! It was personal and said things no one should be reading. That is, until he realized what this letter was trying to say. She was saying, unless he read it wrong, that she had feelings for him like he did for her.
Yes! He finally knew how she felt for him. He felt overjoyed. He felt shocked. He felt loved. He no longer had to be nervous! No more wondering if there was the slightest chance in the world whether Lizzie liked Gordo! It was right there, on her paper it was there in purple ink, "I love you."
Gordo was about to call Larry, e-mail Lizzie or do something to share his feeling, but then he realized something: maybe this was all too good to be true. Sure, it was written in Lizzie's handwriting and everything, but maybe this was all a prank. Maybe someone found that note that he never intended to give to Lizzie and decided they were bored. It seemed unlikely and improbable, but it was almost like he needed confirmation other then this note. It seemed like this was all too simple.
It was then that good old Angelic Gordo and Evil Gordo popped up.
"What are you doing here?" Gordo asked.
*Angelic Gordo: We are here to encourage you.
*Evil Gordo: Or discourage you.
*Angelic Gordo: and doubt you.
*Evil Gordo: Which is what brings us here today.
Gordo looked at the two small figures, "You are doubting me? Isn't that like doubting you?"
*Evil Gordo: Heh! Not quite. You see, when part of you doubts yourself, part of we doubts as well.
*Angelic Gordo: And we do not like to doubt us.
"Yeah, but aren't you two supposed to be fighting?" Gordo asked.
Angelic Gordo shook his head as if he was disgusted.
*Angelic Gordo: No, actually when you know what you are doing, we get along pretty well.
*Devil Gordo: Yeah, unless you have a problem or are struggling between right versus wrong and making decisions, we figure we might as well get along. Hell, we are only your conscience.
Gordo sighed, "All right, so what brings you here?"
*Devil Gordo: Heh! What brings us here today? Well, you are being stupid, that's what!
*Angelic Gordo: Now, now! Stupid isn't a very nice word. No need to get ugly!
Gordo looked at these two. If this weren't unbelievable enough, it was also confusing, "What are you trying to say?"
*Angelic Gordo: Now, David. Don't you think you are being silly thinking that Lizzie could not possibly like you?
*Evil Gordo: Oh! I see! Silly is okay, but stupid is mean? That makes sense!
*Angelic Gordo: Quiet! We aren't supposed to be fighting, remember?
"Are you trying to tell me that I know that Lizzie loves me and I am doubting it for no good reason?"
Angelic Gordo smiled.
*Angelic Gordo: No. I think you just told yourself.
Gordo shook his head and sat down, "I don't know. I mean, she thinks I'm a great friend and all but she probably doesn't see it like that."
*Devil Gordo: Will you quit trying to tell yourself that? Dude, she has kissed you, like, three times! That chick has it bad for you, man!
*Angelic Gordo: I see it to.
"But how come she has never said anything?"
*Devil Gordo: I could ask you that same question, couldn't I? Man, Gordo, sometimes you think too much. So much, in fact, you give me a headache.
Gordo looked at the devil funny, "What is that supposed to mean?"
*Angelic Gordo: He means. . .listen to your heart. Sometimes it knows more than your brain.
Angelic Gordo disappeared.
*Devil Gordo: Yeah, and considering your conscience comes from your brain, it would give us a lot more sleep.
With that, Devil Gordo vanished.
~~~
~Lizzie~
After the three hour plan ride, it finally landed at the airport and Lizzie got off the plane. There, waiting for her, was her aunt and cousin, Haley, who was thirteen. "Lizzie! It's so good to see you!" her Aunt Betsy cried.
"It's good to see you too!" Lizzie said, silently wondering where Kevin was. He was the reason, after all, that she was there, right?
Haley must have read her mind because she said, "Kevin is with his friends. He is leaving in four days and he wants to spend as much time as possible with his friends before he goes."
Lizzie nodded her head, "Okay."
"Are you hungry, Lizzie?" Aunt Betsy asked her, "Did the plane serve lunch?"
Lizzie shook her head, "No, it didn't."
"Well! You must be starving!" Aunt Betsy said, "Is McDonalds okay?"
McDonalds made Lizzie think of Gordo and that made her grin slightly, "Yes m'am. McDonalds is fine."
After they got out of the airport, picked some food up for Lizzie, they went to their house. Lizzie was staying in the guest room upstairs next to Haley's room. Haley was a year younger than Lizzie, and Lizzie forgot how much Haley liked her. They didn't see each other too often, but Haley always asked Lizzie ten million questions. Not that Lizzie minded talking about herself, but after a while, it got kind of annoying. Haley knew everything about Lizzie, and when she volunteered to help Lizzie unpack, Lizzie knew Haley was about to pop out her questions. Today, Lizzie didn't care. All she had to do was remember the letter Gordo wrote and nothing could ruin her mood. She was happy, and Haley could be the most annoying person on earth, and Lizzie would still talk to her today.
"So, how was the flight?" Haley asked, plopping herself on Lizzie's bed.
"It was okay," Lizzie said, as she put her clothes in the drawers.
"Mom told me that you just got back from Rome," Haley said, with a gleam in her eye, "Was it as romantic as the movies make it sound?"
Lizzie smiled and nodded her head, "Yeah, it was really cool."
"Ooh! And I bought that single, 'What Dreams are Made of,'" Haley said, "You should have seen the look on my friends' faces when I told them that my very own cousin sang that song. Will you sign my copy later?"
Lizzie smiled. Haley might have been annoying, but at least her comments were positive as opposed to Matt. It was weird, though, that Haley and Matt actually got along pretty well. They had complete opposite views on Lizzie, but they were pretty good friends. "I would love to sign your copy. However, that wasn't my voice on the single. That was Isabella's voice."
"Oh, that's right! I forget. I thought you wee much prettier than Isabella. Do you still keep up with her?"
Lizzie shrugged, "Sort of. She is trying to launch her own fashion line, so right now she is pretty busy. We e-mail each other sometimes, though."
Haley's eyes widened with fascination, "Wow! That is so cool! After eighth grade, my class always goes to New York or Washington. I wish we could go to Rome!"
Lizzie laughed, "I don't know. New York would be pretty cool, too."
Haley shrugged, "Maybe you're right. Besides, I want to go to Rome on my own time with people I really like without adult supervision."
"Yeah, well, wait a few years and maybe that'll happen."
"Yeah-maybe. Anyway, how are Miranda and Gordo?"
Lizzie laughed. Haley sure did have a short attention span, "They are good. Miranda is in Mexico and Gordo is hanging around."
"I can't wait to meet them at your wedding!" Haley said.
"Who is having a wedding?" Lizzie asked, confused.
"You know, when you get married and have a wedding that your friends and family go to?"
"Oh," Lizzie said, "Well, maybe you'll meet them sooner."
"Yeah, maybe," Haley said, without enthusiasm, "I really want to visit you sometime in Hill Ridge, but mom says that I'm not old enough and that she would have to arrange it with your mom and you."
"It's okay with me," Lizzie said.
Haley smiled, "Really? Great!"
"Yeah, sure," Lizzie said. She was finished unpacking, "Um, can I use your computer?"
"Sure," Haley said, "The computer room is across the hall."
"Thanks. We'll talk more later, okay?"
Haley smiled, "Yeah, of course. You'll be here a whole week. We have plenty of time!" Haley got off from the bed and went out of the room and went downstairs. Lizzie went to the computer room and turned on the light and the computer. She really wanted to check her mail to see if Gordo e-mailed her. She knew it was unlikely, but it was worth a shot. Also, she told him she would e-mail him.
Lizzie checked her account and there were no new messages. Then, she composed an e-mail to Gordo.
"Gordo- I am in Chicago now and I was wondering if you got my letter. I meant what I said and I can't wait until I get home. Sorry that I had to go to Chicago before we could talk about anything. Have a good week and I miss you! Love, Lizzie"
She clicked send. She wanted to write so much more, but wanted to make sure he was still interested in her before she said too much, so after she e-mailed her parents to tell them she got in safely, she logged off and turned off the computer.
By that time, it was six in Chicago, and Betsy came and said, "Hey! Kevin is here and we are going to get some pizza. I bet you really miss Chicago style pizza!" Aunt Betsy said. The last time Lizzie visited Chicago with her family, she was twelve and she became obsessed with the pizza in Chicago.
Lizzie smiled, "Sure, just let me put some shoes on."
~~~
***Stay tuned for the next chapter, which isn't the last chapter!***