The Trip of a Lifetime
A/N: Wow... it's been like 2 weeks! Sorry for the delay, but my usual excuse will come to effect this time also: I've been mad busy! Hehe, I've had softball practice, school, softball games, homework, did I mention softball? Lol... so SORRY! I'll try to write at least 2 more chappies today because I have the day off! I love national holidays. . .
Chapter 6: The Joy of Receiving Your Driver's License (at Autopia)
It was now about 3:00, and they were in line for Autopia, which happened to be massive. After the weird Space Mountain ride, the threesome agreed to go on again on another day, since they had, like, 5 more days at "The Happiest Place on Earth". The bad part of this whole trip? It wasn't exactly the happiest place to be now, especially with that surprise Ethan visit. Lizzie brushed off her shoulder for about the millionth time, trying to brush off the memories of that weird moment along with the clean air (that she thought might be infected). Gordo stared at Lizzie's struggle to clean her sparkling shoulder, and was a little dazed. Miranda saw this, and slapped Gordo.
"OW! What was that for?" Gordo hissed, an evil look on his face. Miranda smirked.
"You know I'm perfectly fine with your little 'thing' for Lizzie, because I know there's no guy better suited for her. But PLEASE stop staring at her!" Miranda hissed back, and Lizzie looked up, hearing a 'hiss' noise. Lizzie raised her eyebrows, and shook her head. Gordo looked at Miranda as if she were crazy, and looked back at Lizzie.
He saw her now struggling to fix her hair into a perfect ponytail. She was wearing a baby blue spaghetti-strap tank with a picture of Cinderella on the top and the word "Royalty" in cursive, a pair of plain jean shorts, and white sneakers. She also sported a pair of blue sunglasses, and a Disneyland necklace from the 3rd grade. Gordo thought she looked great, but that wasn't really saying much, because he ALWAYS thought she looked great, even in her Elton John. . . THING from when she was a completely different person one day (A/N: Those Freaky McGuires! Remember?). Miranda just rolled her eyes. She thought Gordo was acting really pathetically.
She had absolutely NO feelings for Gordo, none at ALL, but the sight of him acting under a spell made her sick. Sure, Lizzie was great, and she knew the two (Lizzie and Gordo) had a thing for each other (OK, not a thing, a deep love) but still: did he have to act like a robot in front of Lizzie? It sort of reminded her of a fourth grade girl drooling over the boy who she thought was cute (even though he was really ugly and immature) or a little preschooler receiving her first puppy. It was different, though. He totally denied he had any feelings for Lizzie, and even though he was still madly in love with Lizzie, he went out with any girl who really liked him. He would think something was between them, but he would realize no one could replace Lizzie, and dump the girl (kindly, of course). Lizzie would try to get over Gordo's many girlfriends, but it wouldn't really work, as Lizzie could never find anyone she really liked. She even went out with Ethan Craft in 9th grade, but she found out she really didn't like him. Miranda, of course, heard all about Lizzie's side, but she had to find out Gordo's for herself.
The line FINALLY moved, and they were about halfway through line. Lizzie decided to go chat with Miranda and Gordo about the vacation, since so far, the day was basically about her love life (or so she thought). She sat between Miranda and Gordo in their shady spot. Lizzie sensed something was wrong, because Gordo was just sitting on the rail, staring at his Vans. Gordo almost *always* acknowledged Lizzie's presence. But today, he was just sitting there, tying his shoe and untying his shoe again and repeating this over and over. . . there wasn't any stopping him! And Miranda wasn't helping much, either. She was sitting there, retying her French braids and staring out into space. She put the red hair tie into her hair, matching her red halter and white shorts perfectly. She bent down and scratched her leg when she saw a smooth hand tying a white sneaker. Miranda sat up quickly, and embarrassedly smiled at Lizzie.
"Sorry about that, chica," Miranda apologized. "Didn't really know you were there! But then again, that's me, daydreaming about Justin Timberlake. . . "
"Oh great, now you're turning into me!" Lizzie exclaimed. She laughed, with Miranda laughing along, and Gordo *finally* looked up. He turned his head to see where the noise was coming from, and his eyes landed on Lizzie's hair. 'She has the most beautiful hair,' he thought. Lizzie turned her head and saw Gordo there, looking at the two girls, and she smiled at him. He gratefully returned the gesture, and raised his eyebrows at Miranda's look. She had this 'Ooh, I *told* you!' look on her face, and it bugged the crap out of him.
"Houston, Gordo has entered the building!" Lizzie exclaimed, and all three friends laughed. They began to chat about the trip, and how excited they were, and finally the line moved immensely. They went up, and by that time, they were on the stairs, waiting to be escorted to their cars. When they finally got to their designated spots, Lizzie got the purple car, Gordo got the gold car, and Miranda got the blue car. Gordo, since he was oldest, was first, Miranda was second oldest, therefore she was second, and Lizzie was two days younger than Miranda, making her third. The rest of the families were behind them, making Matt behind Lizzie. That, obviously, was *not* a good idea, and Matt bumped into Lizzie's car as much as he could (without being seen, of course). When they finally finished, they got their paper licenses, and got to take a picture with the car in the Kodak picture place.
'Oh, wow, I feel so special! I have my license! I'm gonna thank Mom and Dad and Gordo and Miranda and Matt and Gordo's parents and Miranda's whole family. . . ' Lizzie thought.
"Yay! I have my license! Even if it *is* just a piece of recycled paper. . . "Lizzie said.
"At least I got a picture in mine," Miranda retorted. Lizzie giggled, and Gordo smiled, nodding his head.
"Oh, but I'm still better than all of you. I actually have my REAL driver's test in a month!" Gordo said, raising his eyebrows, ready for a comment. The girls just sighed (loudly) and Lizzie put her pouty face on. Miranda just crossed her arms and stomped her foot like a four-year-old. They all laughed and kept on arguing about who was better. As they talked and laughed, Matt stood there, watching, and felt lonelier than ever.
E/N: Aww. . . that was sad! *wipes tear from eyes* But it ties in with next chapter, so let's just say that Matt gets a LOT happier. . . and next chapter, something totally awesome happens to Miranda! OK, OK, enough said, I'll post this and next chapter very soon!
A/N: Wow... it's been like 2 weeks! Sorry for the delay, but my usual excuse will come to effect this time also: I've been mad busy! Hehe, I've had softball practice, school, softball games, homework, did I mention softball? Lol... so SORRY! I'll try to write at least 2 more chappies today because I have the day off! I love national holidays. . .
Chapter 6: The Joy of Receiving Your Driver's License (at Autopia)
It was now about 3:00, and they were in line for Autopia, which happened to be massive. After the weird Space Mountain ride, the threesome agreed to go on again on another day, since they had, like, 5 more days at "The Happiest Place on Earth". The bad part of this whole trip? It wasn't exactly the happiest place to be now, especially with that surprise Ethan visit. Lizzie brushed off her shoulder for about the millionth time, trying to brush off the memories of that weird moment along with the clean air (that she thought might be infected). Gordo stared at Lizzie's struggle to clean her sparkling shoulder, and was a little dazed. Miranda saw this, and slapped Gordo.
"OW! What was that for?" Gordo hissed, an evil look on his face. Miranda smirked.
"You know I'm perfectly fine with your little 'thing' for Lizzie, because I know there's no guy better suited for her. But PLEASE stop staring at her!" Miranda hissed back, and Lizzie looked up, hearing a 'hiss' noise. Lizzie raised her eyebrows, and shook her head. Gordo looked at Miranda as if she were crazy, and looked back at Lizzie.
He saw her now struggling to fix her hair into a perfect ponytail. She was wearing a baby blue spaghetti-strap tank with a picture of Cinderella on the top and the word "Royalty" in cursive, a pair of plain jean shorts, and white sneakers. She also sported a pair of blue sunglasses, and a Disneyland necklace from the 3rd grade. Gordo thought she looked great, but that wasn't really saying much, because he ALWAYS thought she looked great, even in her Elton John. . . THING from when she was a completely different person one day (A/N: Those Freaky McGuires! Remember?). Miranda just rolled her eyes. She thought Gordo was acting really pathetically.
She had absolutely NO feelings for Gordo, none at ALL, but the sight of him acting under a spell made her sick. Sure, Lizzie was great, and she knew the two (Lizzie and Gordo) had a thing for each other (OK, not a thing, a deep love) but still: did he have to act like a robot in front of Lizzie? It sort of reminded her of a fourth grade girl drooling over the boy who she thought was cute (even though he was really ugly and immature) or a little preschooler receiving her first puppy. It was different, though. He totally denied he had any feelings for Lizzie, and even though he was still madly in love with Lizzie, he went out with any girl who really liked him. He would think something was between them, but he would realize no one could replace Lizzie, and dump the girl (kindly, of course). Lizzie would try to get over Gordo's many girlfriends, but it wouldn't really work, as Lizzie could never find anyone she really liked. She even went out with Ethan Craft in 9th grade, but she found out she really didn't like him. Miranda, of course, heard all about Lizzie's side, but she had to find out Gordo's for herself.
The line FINALLY moved, and they were about halfway through line. Lizzie decided to go chat with Miranda and Gordo about the vacation, since so far, the day was basically about her love life (or so she thought). She sat between Miranda and Gordo in their shady spot. Lizzie sensed something was wrong, because Gordo was just sitting on the rail, staring at his Vans. Gordo almost *always* acknowledged Lizzie's presence. But today, he was just sitting there, tying his shoe and untying his shoe again and repeating this over and over. . . there wasn't any stopping him! And Miranda wasn't helping much, either. She was sitting there, retying her French braids and staring out into space. She put the red hair tie into her hair, matching her red halter and white shorts perfectly. She bent down and scratched her leg when she saw a smooth hand tying a white sneaker. Miranda sat up quickly, and embarrassedly smiled at Lizzie.
"Sorry about that, chica," Miranda apologized. "Didn't really know you were there! But then again, that's me, daydreaming about Justin Timberlake. . . "
"Oh great, now you're turning into me!" Lizzie exclaimed. She laughed, with Miranda laughing along, and Gordo *finally* looked up. He turned his head to see where the noise was coming from, and his eyes landed on Lizzie's hair. 'She has the most beautiful hair,' he thought. Lizzie turned her head and saw Gordo there, looking at the two girls, and she smiled at him. He gratefully returned the gesture, and raised his eyebrows at Miranda's look. She had this 'Ooh, I *told* you!' look on her face, and it bugged the crap out of him.
"Houston, Gordo has entered the building!" Lizzie exclaimed, and all three friends laughed. They began to chat about the trip, and how excited they were, and finally the line moved immensely. They went up, and by that time, they were on the stairs, waiting to be escorted to their cars. When they finally got to their designated spots, Lizzie got the purple car, Gordo got the gold car, and Miranda got the blue car. Gordo, since he was oldest, was first, Miranda was second oldest, therefore she was second, and Lizzie was two days younger than Miranda, making her third. The rest of the families were behind them, making Matt behind Lizzie. That, obviously, was *not* a good idea, and Matt bumped into Lizzie's car as much as he could (without being seen, of course). When they finally finished, they got their paper licenses, and got to take a picture with the car in the Kodak picture place.
'Oh, wow, I feel so special! I have my license! I'm gonna thank Mom and Dad and Gordo and Miranda and Matt and Gordo's parents and Miranda's whole family. . . ' Lizzie thought.
"Yay! I have my license! Even if it *is* just a piece of recycled paper. . . "Lizzie said.
"At least I got a picture in mine," Miranda retorted. Lizzie giggled, and Gordo smiled, nodding his head.
"Oh, but I'm still better than all of you. I actually have my REAL driver's test in a month!" Gordo said, raising his eyebrows, ready for a comment. The girls just sighed (loudly) and Lizzie put her pouty face on. Miranda just crossed her arms and stomped her foot like a four-year-old. They all laughed and kept on arguing about who was better. As they talked and laughed, Matt stood there, watching, and felt lonelier than ever.
E/N: Aww. . . that was sad! *wipes tear from eyes* But it ties in with next chapter, so let's just say that Matt gets a LOT happier. . . and next chapter, something totally awesome happens to Miranda! OK, OK, enough said, I'll post this and next chapter very soon!
