"Let-me-help-you." With a great effort, Lizzie forcefully yanked the cage away from Matt, who had puny arm muscles, and searched for the latch.
"That's mine."
"Matt, rabbits need to be free," Gordo philosophized. "Free to roam their surroundings and free to-to eat grass that grows from the ground."
"Do I have a choice now?" Matt muttered. Lizzie put the cage down and watched the rabbit dart across the crowded area.
"I hope he doesn't get squished," Matt moaned.
"Let's go," Sam said, taking the lead as family hoarder. Happily, Lizzie tottered along next to Gordo, behind everyone.
"This is going to be so much fun," she babbled. "There are going to be so many hot Italian guys and so many cool places to see and so many hot guys."
"You said that already," Gordo analyzed.
"So? I don't care if I say it a hundred times. Look around you."
"I did," Gordo replied. He lifted his arm to wipe the sweat off his brow with his bare arm.
"What is with you?" She complained. "You are-you are like Mr. Cynical."
"Lizzie, it is just a stupid class trip that we are taking with our junior high class. In the end it won't even matter. The only thing that matters is that when we are 18 we walk up on the Hildridge High School stage and get our diplomas and go onto college and pursue life-altering careers and have little babies with the people that we meet while in college so that we can continue the circle of life."
"Gordo, think of it this way," Lizzie suggested. "We have at least sixty years of good life ahead of us! And we shouldn't waste it thinking that life is just something we have to do."
"I am just sick of you talking about Italian guys, that's it." Gordo muttered. "This suitcase is so fucking heavy!"
"Gordo!" Lizzie put her hands on his shoulders and stared into his brown eyes. "Re-lax! And, oh yeah, I am not that dumb."
"I know," Gordo said, smiling a bit. People were looking at them.
"You know why?"
"Lizzie, you are acting, uh, kinda strange."
"We have a luggage carrier back there and we aren't using it," she said with a smile. Then they both came to their senses and separated and turned to the retreating family.
"MR. MCGUIRE!"
"DAD!"