***Hey! An update! This chapter will mostly be composed of e-mails between Lizzie and Gordo. The story is going to consist of letters most likely until the second to last chapter. The story is called "Love Letters" Since we decided to extend it, you might as well consider the second half of the story the "Lizzie and Gordo writing letters" portion.***
***We don't own Lizzie McGuire.***
Chapter Fourteen
Fame
Later that afternoon, Gordo checked his e-mail and read the note from Lizzie. Now it was his turn to say something, and whatever he said, had to come from the heart.
Lizzie- How's Chicago? I am sorry you left without us talking about this, but I understand you had to leave. Who knows? Maybe this week will be good for us to calm down and figure out what happens next. It will be weird after all these days to suddenly not have you around, but you should have fun and I'll find something to do.
Its funny how things work out, isn't it? I mean, Rob and Addy wrote all those letters half a century ago, and here we are writing some form of letters to each other. The funny thing is I'm not even really good at expressing my feelings, so all of this may make no sense to you. To me, this all sounds so cheesy whatever I write. It's like I always imagined telling you this to your face, and with the words sitting in front of me, it just doesn't sound right. When you get home, I think it would make me feel a lot better just to tell you to your face so it doesn't make me feel so bad. See you a week from today. Until then, I'll try to e-mail you and keep you posted on what's going around here.
-Gordo
~*~
Dear Gordo,
Last night, we went out for pizza as a family and it was so strange. You know, I never thought about this very much after we got back from Rome because, well Hill Ridge isn't that big of a town and people don't treat me like I am famous now, but being here, I actually got recognized.
Here I was, innocently eating a slice of pizza when someone came up to me and asked for my autograph. Rome was only a few weeks ago, but I thought the hype over me was calmed down, but apparently, people remember me. I thought my fifteen minutes of fame were over. Anyway, I gave the person my autograph and later, some older guy came up to me and said he was an agent and wanted to represent me. It was all so surreal and my aunt, uncle, and cousins were like, "This doesn't happen to you at home?" I told them it didn't and they were surprised. I guess I just haven't been around much. Oh, the phone is for me. Gtg.
-Lizzie
~*~
Dear Lizzie,
Wow! You know the other day when we were in LA, I saw a few people look at you, but I didn't say anything. Maybe you haven't realized the extra attention because you aren't looking for it, but people notice you. Whether you are in LA or Chicago, people will turn their heads because you look familiar to them. It makes perfect sense. You aren't exactly Jennifer Lopez status, but right now, you have the status of either people who follow the EMA's or the familiarity of your face. I looked up your name a few minutes ago and do you realize you have over 1,000 hits? I think you may even have a fan club. I didn't really think about the fame aspect of it all, but I guess now is a good time to think of it. Now I ask you this, Lizzie McGuire, as a friend of a pop star: Do you want to be famous?
-Gordo
~*~
Gordo,
Do you really think I'm that famous? I mean, yeah, I did a little searching too, and I saw the website, but still. I never thought that would make me famous . . .I like the thought of being famous. My aunt's best friend's husband works for a record company and she said that I could go to him if I wanted to and see what he says. This whole thing has made me curious. Of course, I would have to talk to my parents about it, but now that my brain is rolling, I can't lie to you and say I am curious. I mean, how cool would it be for me, Lizzie McGuire, to become famous? Lizzie McGuire: The pop star. Do you think I should change my name to something shorter or more memorable?
Love ya,
Lizzie.
~*~
Lizzie,
No. First of all, are you sure you want to be a pop star? I mean so many stereotypes go into that one word and you don't fit a lot of those. Second of all, don't change anything. Like you, your name is perfect.
Anyway, in other news, how is Illinois? How are your cousins? Anything else going on in your life you want to fill me in about? When is Kevin leaving for England? What are you doing the rest of the week?
Anyway, I've already finished most of the summer reading and there is some social mixer for the upcoming freshmen going on tonight that I am contemplating on going. I mean, you won't be there, but it will be a chance to meet some people and do something social. My parents will be thrilled. I'll tell you about it later.
Your #1 fan,
Gordo.
~*~
Gordo,
Since you are a fan, should I consider this fan mail? Haha. I hope you had fun at the mixer. Did you meet anyone interesting? Anyone I would like? I want to hear all about it. Speaking of hearing, I wish I could call you. I miss the sound of your voice. It's weird not having you around.
I have to go in a second (Chinese) but I just wanted to send you this and tell you to look out for a post card because I sent one to you today. (You'll probably get it by the time I get back…but that's okay.)
I think I might have a meeting with that record guy after all. (His name is Mr. Blake) Wish me luck!
Love,
Lizzie
~*~***~***~***~*~
***Please review!***
***Part of what has been taking so long with these chapters is agreeing on what to do. We always planned on letters in the trip to Chicago but thought that would be a chapter, but then a storyline came out of the letters and I think it fits with the whole "Love Letters" thing with Lizzie and Gordo writing there own letters. They are making there own history. Also, the storyline with the trip to Chicago, we realized, should not be only a chapter, but a few chapters because this is just as important.***
***We don't own Lizzie McGuire.***
Chapter Fourteen
Fame
Later that afternoon, Gordo checked his e-mail and read the note from Lizzie. Now it was his turn to say something, and whatever he said, had to come from the heart.
Lizzie- How's Chicago? I am sorry you left without us talking about this, but I understand you had to leave. Who knows? Maybe this week will be good for us to calm down and figure out what happens next. It will be weird after all these days to suddenly not have you around, but you should have fun and I'll find something to do.
Its funny how things work out, isn't it? I mean, Rob and Addy wrote all those letters half a century ago, and here we are writing some form of letters to each other. The funny thing is I'm not even really good at expressing my feelings, so all of this may make no sense to you. To me, this all sounds so cheesy whatever I write. It's like I always imagined telling you this to your face, and with the words sitting in front of me, it just doesn't sound right. When you get home, I think it would make me feel a lot better just to tell you to your face so it doesn't make me feel so bad. See you a week from today. Until then, I'll try to e-mail you and keep you posted on what's going around here.
-Gordo
~*~
Dear Gordo,
Last night, we went out for pizza as a family and it was so strange. You know, I never thought about this very much after we got back from Rome because, well Hill Ridge isn't that big of a town and people don't treat me like I am famous now, but being here, I actually got recognized.
Here I was, innocently eating a slice of pizza when someone came up to me and asked for my autograph. Rome was only a few weeks ago, but I thought the hype over me was calmed down, but apparently, people remember me. I thought my fifteen minutes of fame were over. Anyway, I gave the person my autograph and later, some older guy came up to me and said he was an agent and wanted to represent me. It was all so surreal and my aunt, uncle, and cousins were like, "This doesn't happen to you at home?" I told them it didn't and they were surprised. I guess I just haven't been around much. Oh, the phone is for me. Gtg.
-Lizzie
~*~
Dear Lizzie,
Wow! You know the other day when we were in LA, I saw a few people look at you, but I didn't say anything. Maybe you haven't realized the extra attention because you aren't looking for it, but people notice you. Whether you are in LA or Chicago, people will turn their heads because you look familiar to them. It makes perfect sense. You aren't exactly Jennifer Lopez status, but right now, you have the status of either people who follow the EMA's or the familiarity of your face. I looked up your name a few minutes ago and do you realize you have over 1,000 hits? I think you may even have a fan club. I didn't really think about the fame aspect of it all, but I guess now is a good time to think of it. Now I ask you this, Lizzie McGuire, as a friend of a pop star: Do you want to be famous?
-Gordo
~*~
Gordo,
Do you really think I'm that famous? I mean, yeah, I did a little searching too, and I saw the website, but still. I never thought that would make me famous . . .I like the thought of being famous. My aunt's best friend's husband works for a record company and she said that I could go to him if I wanted to and see what he says. This whole thing has made me curious. Of course, I would have to talk to my parents about it, but now that my brain is rolling, I can't lie to you and say I am curious. I mean, how cool would it be for me, Lizzie McGuire, to become famous? Lizzie McGuire: The pop star. Do you think I should change my name to something shorter or more memorable?
Love ya,
Lizzie.
~*~
Lizzie,
No. First of all, are you sure you want to be a pop star? I mean so many stereotypes go into that one word and you don't fit a lot of those. Second of all, don't change anything. Like you, your name is perfect.
Anyway, in other news, how is Illinois? How are your cousins? Anything else going on in your life you want to fill me in about? When is Kevin leaving for England? What are you doing the rest of the week?
Anyway, I've already finished most of the summer reading and there is some social mixer for the upcoming freshmen going on tonight that I am contemplating on going. I mean, you won't be there, but it will be a chance to meet some people and do something social. My parents will be thrilled. I'll tell you about it later.
Your #1 fan,
Gordo.
~*~
Gordo,
Since you are a fan, should I consider this fan mail? Haha. I hope you had fun at the mixer. Did you meet anyone interesting? Anyone I would like? I want to hear all about it. Speaking of hearing, I wish I could call you. I miss the sound of your voice. It's weird not having you around.
I have to go in a second (Chinese) but I just wanted to send you this and tell you to look out for a post card because I sent one to you today. (You'll probably get it by the time I get back…but that's okay.)
I think I might have a meeting with that record guy after all. (His name is Mr. Blake) Wish me luck!
Love,
Lizzie
~*~***~***~***~*~
***Please review!***
***Part of what has been taking so long with these chapters is agreeing on what to do. We always planned on letters in the trip to Chicago but thought that would be a chapter, but then a storyline came out of the letters and I think it fits with the whole "Love Letters" thing with Lizzie and Gordo writing there own letters. They are making there own history. Also, the storyline with the trip to Chicago, we realized, should not be only a chapter, but a few chapters because this is just as important.***