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Chapter 5
That lunch period Lizzie groaned and muttered and mumbled all the way to detention. She couldn't wait to see Gordo but she also didn't want to miss lunch. When she got to the door she took a deep breathe and opened the door a crack. But somebody pulled her back. She turned to see Gordo. "Gordo . . .what?" But he put a finger to his lips and pulled her off at a run. When they got outside Gordo looked around, Lizzie figured he was checking if anyone would catch them. "Gordo, where are we going?" But he just mumbled "You'll see" and ran off in one direction. Lizzie rolled her eyes and followed. Finally they got to their destination. The Digital Bean, "Would you like some lunch?" Gordo asked.
"Gordo? Were supposed to be in detention." Lizzie crossed her arms.
"I thought you were going to be a 'bad girl'. Come one Lizzie. It's just lunch. Besides, I thought you wanted to be with me."
"And I thought you wanted me out of your life." Gordo looked down at his feet. Lizzie spun around really quick and tried to hide. Her parents had just walked in. "Why are they in the Digital Bean?" she thought to herself. Luckily they didn't see her and sat down at a table. Lizzie turned back around to face Gordo but he wasn't there. She sighed and walked back to school. She knew she was goingto get into more trouble and probably have to have double detention. And it was all Gordo's fault. She entered the school as the bell rang. Lunch was over. She tried to act like she just got out of detention and walked to her next class.
.:: Lizzie's House After School ::.
Lizzie entered her kitchen only to see her parents two angry faces looking at her. She rolled her eyes, spun around and wnet up to her room. Locking the door as she heard her parenst coming up after her. She changed out of her slutty clothes and into a pair of jeans and a tank top. She flopped on her bed and started thinking about Miranda. She was Can't Tell. She and Larry were going to have a baby. "But wait." She thought to herself sitting up, "Can't Tell said she had a boyfriend. Who's Moranda's boyfriend? Well, ex?" Lizzie got up and picked up her phone about to call Miranda but remembered Miranda couldn't talk on the phone. Lizzie couldn't leave her house through the front door so she decided to climb out the window. While she was climbing she felt rebellious and liked it.
15 minutes later Lizzie arrived at Miranda's door. She rang the door and heard someone coming to answer. It was Miranda, "Miranda, I need to ask you something important."
"Lizzie, I'm sorry but I'm not allowed to have any friends in the house." Miranda said.
"Well, then I won't go inside." Miranda looked over her shoulder to make sure her parents weren't watching and closed the door. She sat down on the front steps and Lizzie followed, "In your letter you said that you were pregnant and had a boyfriend but he wasn't the father. Who was the boyfriend?"
"Oh." Miranda nodded slightly. "Yeah. Um . . . that was G . . . Gordo. We were dating secretly."
"If you were dating him why did you sleep with Larry?" Lizzie figured they now called him Larry instead of Tudgeman.
"Well, see . . . I thought Gordo broke up with me. Because he said you two were starting to get . . . closer. So, I was really mad at him and wanted to get back so . . . I did. And this is where it got me. I decided something, though. I'm never going to get revenge again." Miranda smiled, "So, answer a question of mine. Why are you and Gordo so mad at each other?"
Lizzie put her elbows in her lap and her head in her hands, "He . . . he told me he wanted me to stay out of his life, I already told you that. But then . . . today after you went to Social Studies I was getting my math book and Gordo and I started talking. I told him I wanted him to love me and he kissed me and told me he did."
"If that happened to me I wouldn't be angry." Miranda interrupted.
"That's not all, though. The nex thing he said was because he loves me I have to stay away from him." Miranda's eyebrows went up, "Yeah, and then we were supposed to be in detention for our lunch period and he drags me off to the DIgital Bean. So, we're there and my parents come in."
"Your parents?" Miranda emphasized the word parents.
"I know. So I tried to hide, right? And when I turn to look at Gordo he's gone! I haven't seen him since." They were both quite for a little. "This is worse then when he almost skipped a grade."
"I know. but it's going to get better. It has to." Miranda hugged Lizzie.
.::Gordo's House::.
Gordo walked into his living room to see a scene he never expected to see in his life. His father was standing, pacing the floor, yelling at his mother. She was sitting on the couch with her head in her hands crying. Gordo, who's prescense was undetected, hid behind a wall peering into the living room to watch. His father was yelling about something. Gordo wasn't sure what because his dad was so angry his words were slurring. All he could here wer bits of sentences. "I can't believe . . . I was loy . . . you just snu . . . and got pr . . . I can't believe . . ." The last word he heard his dad mumble was slut. At that Gordo came out from his hiding place and siad, "No, she's not! Don't call her that!"
Gordo's parents both looked up, "David. Were you spying on us?" His father asked.
"Yeah. Don't ever call mom a slut again!" Gordo walked over to his crying mother and put his arm around her, "Are you okay, mom?" She nodded.
"David, go to your room." Mr. Gordon said. Gordo stayed where he was, "I said go to your room." Still, Gordo stayed where he was. Because he didn't want to leave his mom alone with his father. But he also wouldn't leave because his mom was holding onto his arm so tightly he thought if he let go he would get hurt.
"I can't believe you would say that to your own wife." He spit out angrily.
"David, you know nothing about what is going on here. Now, GO TO YOUR ROOM!" His father screamed and grabbed Gordo's arm.
"Let go of him!" Mrs. Gordon yelled. He let go instantly. "Come on, David, we're leaving." Gordo and his mom stood up and walked out the door. Mrs. Gordon still clutching Gordo's arm. "David, I'm sorry about this." She said when they got outside.
"Mom, you don't have to be sorry. But . . . what was he talking about?" Right then Gordo's dad came out of the house.
"Rachel," (A/N I don't know Gordo's parents names so I'm making them up.), "Don't go."
Mrs. Gordon and Gordo walked down the street while Mr. Gordon called after them. Gordo didn't know where they were going until they were there. Gordo's favorite place as a kid. the park. "David, I need to explain something to you." They sat down on a bench, "See, back before you were born your father and I had . . . seperated. And I met this other man, Chris. We got pretty close."
"Mom." Said Gordo a bit disgusted. He didn't need to know this information, "You don't need to go on."
"Yes, I do. Listen, David. A few weeks later your father and I made up but soon before that I foundout I was . . . pregnant. By Chris."
"So, I have a brother or sister?" Gordo asked.
"Well, no . . . you were that child." Gordo's jaw dropped, "And . . . I told your father that you were his. And . . . your named after your real father."
"I thought you said his name was Chris?"
"It was . . . his middle name was David."
"Why didn't you tell me all this before?"
"I guess I was . . . afraid. I mean, look how your father reacted when I told him. I didn't want you to be mad at me."
Gordo sat in silence for a long time. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. The man that raised him wasn't his father? Afetr what seemed like an hour to both of them (though in reality it was only five minutes) Gordo said, "C . . .Can I meet him? My dad, I mean." His mom smiled a huge smile of relief and nodded.Gordo huged his mom, "It's okay. I'm not mad at you. Thank you for telling me." After another five minutes Gordo could see his mom was getting cold, "Mom, where are we going to go? We can't go back home."
"I know." She thought for a minute, "What about the McGuires? Is that okay with you? Or the Sanchez's?"
Gordo consdiderd these two options. They were the only people in the whole town Mrs. Gordon was closest to. Gordo figured he couldn't go to Miranda's because he didn't want to speak to her. But Lizzie would be just as bad. He weighed out the pros and cons. Mr. McGuire couldn't hurt Gordo if his own mom was there. And maybe his mom could help Lizzie feel better towards her parents. Mrs. Gordon had a way of doing that. And at Miranda's? He would suffer a lot more pain then he was already going through. But there would be a lot less hostility for his mom. And that was the most important thing to Gordo. Not the pain he was going through but his mom. Even though he was most conscerned about his mom he couldn't go through the pain of being at Miranda's. So he said, "The McGuires."
Chapter 5
That lunch period Lizzie groaned and muttered and mumbled all the way to detention. She couldn't wait to see Gordo but she also didn't want to miss lunch. When she got to the door she took a deep breathe and opened the door a crack. But somebody pulled her back. She turned to see Gordo. "Gordo . . .what?" But he put a finger to his lips and pulled her off at a run. When they got outside Gordo looked around, Lizzie figured he was checking if anyone would catch them. "Gordo, where are we going?" But he just mumbled "You'll see" and ran off in one direction. Lizzie rolled her eyes and followed. Finally they got to their destination. The Digital Bean, "Would you like some lunch?" Gordo asked.
"Gordo? Were supposed to be in detention." Lizzie crossed her arms.
"I thought you were going to be a 'bad girl'. Come one Lizzie. It's just lunch. Besides, I thought you wanted to be with me."
"And I thought you wanted me out of your life." Gordo looked down at his feet. Lizzie spun around really quick and tried to hide. Her parents had just walked in. "Why are they in the Digital Bean?" she thought to herself. Luckily they didn't see her and sat down at a table. Lizzie turned back around to face Gordo but he wasn't there. She sighed and walked back to school. She knew she was goingto get into more trouble and probably have to have double detention. And it was all Gordo's fault. She entered the school as the bell rang. Lunch was over. She tried to act like she just got out of detention and walked to her next class.
.:: Lizzie's House After School ::.
Lizzie entered her kitchen only to see her parents two angry faces looking at her. She rolled her eyes, spun around and wnet up to her room. Locking the door as she heard her parenst coming up after her. She changed out of her slutty clothes and into a pair of jeans and a tank top. She flopped on her bed and started thinking about Miranda. She was Can't Tell. She and Larry were going to have a baby. "But wait." She thought to herself sitting up, "Can't Tell said she had a boyfriend. Who's Moranda's boyfriend? Well, ex?" Lizzie got up and picked up her phone about to call Miranda but remembered Miranda couldn't talk on the phone. Lizzie couldn't leave her house through the front door so she decided to climb out the window. While she was climbing she felt rebellious and liked it.
15 minutes later Lizzie arrived at Miranda's door. She rang the door and heard someone coming to answer. It was Miranda, "Miranda, I need to ask you something important."
"Lizzie, I'm sorry but I'm not allowed to have any friends in the house." Miranda said.
"Well, then I won't go inside." Miranda looked over her shoulder to make sure her parents weren't watching and closed the door. She sat down on the front steps and Lizzie followed, "In your letter you said that you were pregnant and had a boyfriend but he wasn't the father. Who was the boyfriend?"
"Oh." Miranda nodded slightly. "Yeah. Um . . . that was G . . . Gordo. We were dating secretly."
"If you were dating him why did you sleep with Larry?" Lizzie figured they now called him Larry instead of Tudgeman.
"Well, see . . . I thought Gordo broke up with me. Because he said you two were starting to get . . . closer. So, I was really mad at him and wanted to get back so . . . I did. And this is where it got me. I decided something, though. I'm never going to get revenge again." Miranda smiled, "So, answer a question of mine. Why are you and Gordo so mad at each other?"
Lizzie put her elbows in her lap and her head in her hands, "He . . . he told me he wanted me to stay out of his life, I already told you that. But then . . . today after you went to Social Studies I was getting my math book and Gordo and I started talking. I told him I wanted him to love me and he kissed me and told me he did."
"If that happened to me I wouldn't be angry." Miranda interrupted.
"That's not all, though. The nex thing he said was because he loves me I have to stay away from him." Miranda's eyebrows went up, "Yeah, and then we were supposed to be in detention for our lunch period and he drags me off to the DIgital Bean. So, we're there and my parents come in."
"Your parents?" Miranda emphasized the word parents.
"I know. So I tried to hide, right? And when I turn to look at Gordo he's gone! I haven't seen him since." They were both quite for a little. "This is worse then when he almost skipped a grade."
"I know. but it's going to get better. It has to." Miranda hugged Lizzie.
.::Gordo's House::.
Gordo walked into his living room to see a scene he never expected to see in his life. His father was standing, pacing the floor, yelling at his mother. She was sitting on the couch with her head in her hands crying. Gordo, who's prescense was undetected, hid behind a wall peering into the living room to watch. His father was yelling about something. Gordo wasn't sure what because his dad was so angry his words were slurring. All he could here wer bits of sentences. "I can't believe . . . I was loy . . . you just snu . . . and got pr . . . I can't believe . . ." The last word he heard his dad mumble was slut. At that Gordo came out from his hiding place and siad, "No, she's not! Don't call her that!"
Gordo's parents both looked up, "David. Were you spying on us?" His father asked.
"Yeah. Don't ever call mom a slut again!" Gordo walked over to his crying mother and put his arm around her, "Are you okay, mom?" She nodded.
"David, go to your room." Mr. Gordon said. Gordo stayed where he was, "I said go to your room." Still, Gordo stayed where he was. Because he didn't want to leave his mom alone with his father. But he also wouldn't leave because his mom was holding onto his arm so tightly he thought if he let go he would get hurt.
"I can't believe you would say that to your own wife." He spit out angrily.
"David, you know nothing about what is going on here. Now, GO TO YOUR ROOM!" His father screamed and grabbed Gordo's arm.
"Let go of him!" Mrs. Gordon yelled. He let go instantly. "Come on, David, we're leaving." Gordo and his mom stood up and walked out the door. Mrs. Gordon still clutching Gordo's arm. "David, I'm sorry about this." She said when they got outside.
"Mom, you don't have to be sorry. But . . . what was he talking about?" Right then Gordo's dad came out of the house.
"Rachel," (A/N I don't know Gordo's parents names so I'm making them up.), "Don't go."
Mrs. Gordon and Gordo walked down the street while Mr. Gordon called after them. Gordo didn't know where they were going until they were there. Gordo's favorite place as a kid. the park. "David, I need to explain something to you." They sat down on a bench, "See, back before you were born your father and I had . . . seperated. And I met this other man, Chris. We got pretty close."
"Mom." Said Gordo a bit disgusted. He didn't need to know this information, "You don't need to go on."
"Yes, I do. Listen, David. A few weeks later your father and I made up but soon before that I foundout I was . . . pregnant. By Chris."
"So, I have a brother or sister?" Gordo asked.
"Well, no . . . you were that child." Gordo's jaw dropped, "And . . . I told your father that you were his. And . . . your named after your real father."
"I thought you said his name was Chris?"
"It was . . . his middle name was David."
"Why didn't you tell me all this before?"
"I guess I was . . . afraid. I mean, look how your father reacted when I told him. I didn't want you to be mad at me."
Gordo sat in silence for a long time. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. The man that raised him wasn't his father? Afetr what seemed like an hour to both of them (though in reality it was only five minutes) Gordo said, "C . . .Can I meet him? My dad, I mean." His mom smiled a huge smile of relief and nodded.Gordo huged his mom, "It's okay. I'm not mad at you. Thank you for telling me." After another five minutes Gordo could see his mom was getting cold, "Mom, where are we going to go? We can't go back home."
"I know." She thought for a minute, "What about the McGuires? Is that okay with you? Or the Sanchez's?"
Gordo consdiderd these two options. They were the only people in the whole town Mrs. Gordon was closest to. Gordo figured he couldn't go to Miranda's because he didn't want to speak to her. But Lizzie would be just as bad. He weighed out the pros and cons. Mr. McGuire couldn't hurt Gordo if his own mom was there. And maybe his mom could help Lizzie feel better towards her parents. Mrs. Gordon had a way of doing that. And at Miranda's? He would suffer a lot more pain then he was already going through. But there would be a lot less hostility for his mom. And that was the most important thing to Gordo. Not the pain he was going through but his mom. Even though he was most conscerned about his mom he couldn't go through the pain of being at Miranda's. So he said, "The McGuires."
