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Hay yall! Thanks to all my wonderful reviewers! I can't believe it! 13 review for 2 chapters! And one wasn't really a chapter! Go me! Go me! Anyways, I'm thinking about starting another story in which Gordo has to be Lizzie's protector from a stalker/ raper and no... It's not going to be Paolo. Wat do ya think? By the way me write, you review! No way out of it!

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Behind Blue Eyes

Chapter 2- Through My Fist Like Sand

"Thanks David!" Liz said and tried to take the suitcase from him but he wouldn't let go.

"I've got nothing else to do," he laughed. "Mind if I stick around?" Liz nodded again getting the feeling that she knew this guy but she pushed the thought away. Opening the door, Liz and Dave stepped into a large entry hall and Lindsay ran down the stairs.

"Lizzie!" she squealed, her voice hitting a nerve by sounding like Miranda and also hearing the old nickname.

"Hey Aunt Lindsay!" Liz cried rushing to give her aunt a bear hug.

The tall, spindly, blond woman was wearing a pair of jean cut-offs and a red tank top. She wore an apron adorned with strawberries over the top of her outfit and her hair was held back with a pair of chopsticks. Her flip- flops were red and matched her shirt. Lindsay had green eyes and tons of freckles. She loved to paint and her favorite model was Lizzie.

Dave was still standing inside the door with Lizzie's suitcase. He was watching the interactions between the Aunt and her niece closely and thought their actions were cute. Lizzie's hair had fallen out of her ponytail and hung just below her shoulders like a shimery curtain of gold silk.

"So how's your family?" Lindsay squealed, pulling back to stare at the younger woman.

"Well, my best friend moved away, my heart was broken when he left, my other best friend thinks that we should get married, and my brother fully intends to break every one of Mom's rules when he gets here!" she laughed along with her aunt. Neither noticed that Dave had gone slightly pale.

"I have an idea," Lindsay cooed, "Dave comes here every day to help out so he can show you your room. I can't believe that you've never come to the great NJ before!" she tittered slightly and headed to the kitchen. "I'll bring you kids some snacks in a moment!" and then she was gone.

Dave and Liz were alone in the main hallway with a large suitcase. He lifted the luggage over his shoulder and nodded at the stairs.

"Your room's up here!" he half whispered and let her go ahead of him.

"Thanks!" she mumbled, and took the steps two at a time, eager to see the view from any window she could find.

David led her down a short hallway and into a large room. It was the corner of the house and had two large windows. One looked over the beach, and the other looked at the neighbor's house. The window that was opposite it had the curtains drawn and Lizzie could see it was a bedroom. Dave followed her gaze and colored.

"That's my room!" he said sheepishly, setting the suitcase down on the floor. "Look, I have to go home and phone someone, but if you like, we can go down to the beach in an hour. Just ring the doorbell when you're ready!" His smile was infectious and Lizzie felt the corners of her mouth twitch up.

"Sure!" she nodded and closed the door behind him as he left the room.

Liz glanced around. Her bed was under the ocean window and had a light purple bedspread. A bureau stood under the other window and a large closet was against a third wall. She sighed and began to unpack. From the looks of things here, it seemed as though she would have to be Lizzie again. Half an hour later, all her stuff was folded neatly into the drawers and she had nothing left to do.

* Maybe I can take a walk along the beach before I meet up with Dave. * She thought and smiled. However, going to the beach would have to involve a change of clothes. Lizzie walked to her bureau and looked out the window to Dave's house. He was sitting on his bed in nothing but a pair of swim trunks and talking on the phone. His room was fairly neat and he had several pictures hung on his walls. She sighed and rummaged through her drawers, looking for an outfit.

Lizzie found her red bikini and pulled a white, terry skirt on over the bottoms. The skirt was soft and had a red strip around the top. The pleats fell to the middle of her thighs and her white and red flowered flip-flops matched perfectly. She pulled a black over shirt on and left it unbuttoned so that it could flow in the breeze and was all set. She slowly made her way down the stairs and started to open the door.

"Lizzie-Bear?" Lindsay stepped out of the kitchen. "Oh do you have a date?" she smiled knowingly.

Lizzie shook her head; "No I'm just meeting Dave for a walk along the beach!" Lindsay just kept bobbing her head and grinned.

"He's a nice young man. Moved here maybe four years ago. Mom's single!" Lizzie tried to ignore her aunt's blabbering while she made for the door.

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The beach was quiet where Lizzie walked. Most of the other kids were down by the boardwalk anyways. She sat in the sand and let the wind whip through her hair. The day was warm, somewhat like the Cali temps but a lot more humid. How could Easterners stand the humidity? She leaned back on her hands and surveyed the ocean. Waves rolled in and out and it almost felt like Hill Ridge. The water was a deep blue and the sand, a silky, golden tan color. It felt good against her bare legs. Lizzie didn't notice Dave approach her. He sat behind her, taking in the girl's beauty and tranquility. The way the wind whipped her hair was pure joy taking a substantial form.

"Hey!" he said, as Lizzie whipped around.

"Oh it's you." She mumbled, turning a bright shade of red. She had been thinking about Gordo.

"Do you want to hang around the residential beach or walk up to the board walk?" he grinned. There was something familiar about that grin.

Lizzie shrugged and let the boy help her to her feet. He was wearing blue swim trunks that perfectly matched his eyes. A navy blue baseball cap that said CA on the front covered his hair, Lizzie smiled.

"Have you ever been to California?" she asked. David avoided her eyes.

"Yeah, I used to live there. I had a major crush on this girl for ages but when I moved away, I broke her heart!" his voice was barely above a whisper and his eyes were downcast.

"How do you know that her heart was broken?" Lizzie asked, her voice full of empathy.

"I heard her say that I had. But enough about me, tell me about yourself!" David looked at Lizzie.

"There's not much to tell!" she whispered. A grin broke her face, "But if you really want to know-"

"Of course I want to know!" David laughed and punched her lightly on the arm. "Do you know how tired I am of having to talk to 'Joysee teens'" he said the last two words in a false Brooklyn accent and Lizzie tried to hide her giggles.

"Well, I guess it can get a little boring after a while!" she allowed a giggle.

They walked towards the Boardwalk, chatting about friends and school. Lizzie even came to favorite past time and had to change the subject when he said "filming, I want to be a movie director!"

A fair had opened at the Boardwalk this month and the two, new friends walked around, looking at all the rides. Lizzie was glad that she had stuffed two twenties into her shirt pocket. Teens were wandering around in bathing suits and chatting lightly, most at ease with old friends. David dragged Lizzie into line for a Roller Coaster and laughed at her delighted expression. He gave two dollars to the clerk-in-charge and they slid into a box.

"Be warned," David whispered, "I'm only doing this cause I know you're Queen of the Coaster, but I'm a BIG CHICKEN!" He swallowed hard as the cars started to move up a hill.

"That's okay!" Lizzie whispered more to herself than to him, "Gordo wasn't big on them either!"

A sudden drop caused David to bite his lip hard, his blue eyes wide with fear. Lizzie laughed and hugged him.

"Thanks for making me feel welcome on this foreign planet! I feel like I've known you for ever!" she giggled as the Roller Coaster spiraled.

"You have known me all your life!" David wanted to shout but he swallowed his words and just whimpered in fear instead.

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"She's been here a week!" David mumbled through the phone.

"I know! Give her time, you really broke her trust when you left!" Miranda answered.

"No Manda, you don't understand! She doesn't even recognize me!" the tears threatened to fall down his cheeks.

"You're kidding me right?" Miranda asked, dreading the answer.

"No, It's like she knows me just my name keeps slipping by her. Like sand through a fist!" He sobbed.

"Well, let her come to you." The latino girl commanded. "Through her fists like sand huh? I'd better call her! Talk to you later Gordo!" there was a click and David was left listening to the ring tone as his tears fell free.

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