"Miranda, Larry, this is Gordo," Lizzie said, as she introduced her new friend to her friends.
"You are in first period english right? With Ms. Smith?" Miranda asked.
"Yeah..."
"What is her deal anyways? Job well done Ms. Sanchez; Mr. Gordon and Ms. Mcguire please stop talking. What is the matter with our first..."
Lizzie gave Miranda a look that said in itself shut up you are rambling on about nothing, so Miranda took her hint and stopped talking.
"What are we going to see tonight?" Lizzie asked.
"Well...I was thinking, and there is this old cinema, in the old part of town...and they are showing Star Wars today...please?" Larry asked, very unsurely.
"NO!" they all replied in unison, and then all laughed. Larry looked disappointed by the rejection of his movie choice, but he was not suprised.
"I don't know...Gordo, you pick," Lizzie said to her friend.
"I really do not care..I mean, whatever you pick is fine with me."
After careful deliberation, the gang finally chose Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
"Gordo, why don't we go get our food-since these pigs could not wait on us to eat?" Lizzie said, looking at Miranda and Larry, who were stuffing their faces.
"We were hungry!" Miranda exclaimed, her mouth full of food.
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They finally arrived at the movie theater, bought their tickets, and retreated back to their theater. They were there a little early, and they sat there in silence, watching the pre-movie credits. Miranda and Larry, of course, took this opportunity to make out. This increasingly make Lizzie very uncomfortable, so she tapped on Miranda's shoulder.
"Randa, I'm going to the bathroom," she said.
"Ok, have fun," she replied half-heartedely, more interested in her boyfriend. But Lizzie stood there, waiting for her to get the message that she wanted her to come with her.
"MIRANDA...please?"
"Fine."
"Girls, they always need a companion, to go to the bathroom," Larry said, almost disoriented. "They I will never understand."
Miranda and Lizzie got up out of their seats, and walked to the door of the theater. Larry noticed how Gordo watched Lizzie as she exited.
"So...you and Lizzie...friends?"
"Yeah."
"Anything else?"
He wished. But how did Larry know this?, he thought. He was very confused.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, couples?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
This Larry was getting annoying. Gordo was sure he was a nice guy, but did he have to bother him so much about he and Lizzie?
"I'm sure...Why do you want to know?"
"I can tell."
"Tell what?"
"That you have fallen madly in love with her."
"What?" Now Gordo was really confused. There was no way possible that he could know that. He had not told anyone.
"No, seriously. Everyone thinks I'm this Star Wars freak or something, and that I have no people skills. But even I could pick up on that, Gordon."
Larry was not stupid, Gordo realized.
"Is it that obvious?"
"No, not really. I just pick up on things like that."
"There's just something about her...I cannot place my finger on it."
"Are you going to tell her?"
"No."
"I do not want to ruin our friendship, and she might not feel the same way about me."
"Oh."
"Please...don't tell her. Whatever you do, don't tell her," Gordo pleaded. There was no way this could get out.
"Don't worry," Larry replied, and made a locking his mouth and throwing away the key motion. They both laughed.
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"So what's up with you and this Gordo guy?" Miranda asked impatiently. She had wanted to know this for forever.
"We are just friends."
"Really."
"What do you mean?" Lizzie asked her friend, confused by this ambiguous statement.
"It's just that...I don't know...you spend a lot of time together, and you are always talking in English...that's just what it seems like."
"He and I are not dating."
"I didn't say that. I said, that is just what it seemed like."
"I know. It is just so hard to find a guy friend that listens to what you have to say, without ulteior motives."
"Is he gay?"
"NO! Of course not, he is just really sensitive, and actually cares about what I have to say. And he is really sweet, too."
"It sounds like you like him."
"I do NOT, I like him as a friend...that's it."
Or is that it? she thought. Miranda's questions bewildered Lizzie. She and Gordo were just friends, or were they?
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Miranda and Lizzie returned from the bathroom right before the movie started. Lizzie took her seat beside Gordo, looked over at him and smiled.
"How was your trip to the bathroom?" he asked, jokingly.
"Fantastic! Best movie theater bathroom I have seen in years! Two thumbs up!" she joked back. She and Gordo both laughed in unison.
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Gordo looked over at Lizzie, who was intently watching the movie. Gosh, she was beautiful. How much he wanted to kiss her...hold her hand...he couldn't. How unfair.
The movie ended too soon in Gordo's opinion. He wouldn't of cared if it lasted another three hours, as long as Lizzie was sitting right beside him.
As the lights came up, one could tell that Miranda and Larry did not really watch the movie at all. Also, when the foursome was walking to the parking lot, neither of them could recount the details of the movie.
"Lizzie, do you need a ride home?" Gordo asked his friend.
"Umm...yeah, I think so."
As the two walked to his car, she said, "Thanks, I rode to the Digital Bean with them, and I felt like the third wheel."
"Don't mention it."
Gordo walked up to his car door and unlocked it. He then unlocked Lizzie's door, and quickly cleared all the junk off of her seat.
"Ummmm...nice car."
"You don't to be polite..be honest, it is a hunk of junk. But hey, it gets me from Point A to Point B."
"Yeah."
As Gordo turned the key in the ignition, the sounds of the Beatles Abbey Road filled the car.
"You like the Beatles?" Lizzie asked.
"Like them? More like obsessed with them."
"That's cool."
"So...tomorrow is Saturday, right? Don't you have your mom's wedding tomorrow?" Lizzie inquired.
"Yeah, I am not particularly thrilled about it. I do not really want to go."
"Then don't."
"What do you mean?"
"If you don't want to go to the wedding, then don't go to the wedding."
"How will I pull that off?"
"I don't know. Go on a road trip or something,and leave early in the morning."
"My mom will be worried sick."
"Leave a note."
The look on Lizzie's face was challenging Gordo to take the adventure. He had pretty much stayed inside the lines his whole life, maybe it was time for him to step out.
"OK...I will."
"Where are you going to go to?"
"Seattle...do you want to come?"
"I don't know....sure."
"We will leave at six, meet me at the gas station at Central and Main."
"Okay."
They pulled into Lizzie's driveway, and exchanged their goodbyes. They both anxiously prepared for the adventure they would undertake the next day.
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"You are in first period english right? With Ms. Smith?" Miranda asked.
"Yeah..."
"What is her deal anyways? Job well done Ms. Sanchez; Mr. Gordon and Ms. Mcguire please stop talking. What is the matter with our first..."
Lizzie gave Miranda a look that said in itself shut up you are rambling on about nothing, so Miranda took her hint and stopped talking.
"What are we going to see tonight?" Lizzie asked.
"Well...I was thinking, and there is this old cinema, in the old part of town...and they are showing Star Wars today...please?" Larry asked, very unsurely.
"NO!" they all replied in unison, and then all laughed. Larry looked disappointed by the rejection of his movie choice, but he was not suprised.
"I don't know...Gordo, you pick," Lizzie said to her friend.
"I really do not care..I mean, whatever you pick is fine with me."
After careful deliberation, the gang finally chose Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
"Gordo, why don't we go get our food-since these pigs could not wait on us to eat?" Lizzie said, looking at Miranda and Larry, who were stuffing their faces.
"We were hungry!" Miranda exclaimed, her mouth full of food.
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They finally arrived at the movie theater, bought their tickets, and retreated back to their theater. They were there a little early, and they sat there in silence, watching the pre-movie credits. Miranda and Larry, of course, took this opportunity to make out. This increasingly make Lizzie very uncomfortable, so she tapped on Miranda's shoulder.
"Randa, I'm going to the bathroom," she said.
"Ok, have fun," she replied half-heartedely, more interested in her boyfriend. But Lizzie stood there, waiting for her to get the message that she wanted her to come with her.
"MIRANDA...please?"
"Fine."
"Girls, they always need a companion, to go to the bathroom," Larry said, almost disoriented. "They I will never understand."
Miranda and Lizzie got up out of their seats, and walked to the door of the theater. Larry noticed how Gordo watched Lizzie as she exited.
"So...you and Lizzie...friends?"
"Yeah."
"Anything else?"
He wished. But how did Larry know this?, he thought. He was very confused.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, couples?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
This Larry was getting annoying. Gordo was sure he was a nice guy, but did he have to bother him so much about he and Lizzie?
"I'm sure...Why do you want to know?"
"I can tell."
"Tell what?"
"That you have fallen madly in love with her."
"What?" Now Gordo was really confused. There was no way possible that he could know that. He had not told anyone.
"No, seriously. Everyone thinks I'm this Star Wars freak or something, and that I have no people skills. But even I could pick up on that, Gordon."
Larry was not stupid, Gordo realized.
"Is it that obvious?"
"No, not really. I just pick up on things like that."
"There's just something about her...I cannot place my finger on it."
"Are you going to tell her?"
"No."
"I do not want to ruin our friendship, and she might not feel the same way about me."
"Oh."
"Please...don't tell her. Whatever you do, don't tell her," Gordo pleaded. There was no way this could get out.
"Don't worry," Larry replied, and made a locking his mouth and throwing away the key motion. They both laughed.
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"So what's up with you and this Gordo guy?" Miranda asked impatiently. She had wanted to know this for forever.
"We are just friends."
"Really."
"What do you mean?" Lizzie asked her friend, confused by this ambiguous statement.
"It's just that...I don't know...you spend a lot of time together, and you are always talking in English...that's just what it seems like."
"He and I are not dating."
"I didn't say that. I said, that is just what it seemed like."
"I know. It is just so hard to find a guy friend that listens to what you have to say, without ulteior motives."
"Is he gay?"
"NO! Of course not, he is just really sensitive, and actually cares about what I have to say. And he is really sweet, too."
"It sounds like you like him."
"I do NOT, I like him as a friend...that's it."
Or is that it? she thought. Miranda's questions bewildered Lizzie. She and Gordo were just friends, or were they?
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Miranda and Lizzie returned from the bathroom right before the movie started. Lizzie took her seat beside Gordo, looked over at him and smiled.
"How was your trip to the bathroom?" he asked, jokingly.
"Fantastic! Best movie theater bathroom I have seen in years! Two thumbs up!" she joked back. She and Gordo both laughed in unison.
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Gordo looked over at Lizzie, who was intently watching the movie. Gosh, she was beautiful. How much he wanted to kiss her...hold her hand...he couldn't. How unfair.
The movie ended too soon in Gordo's opinion. He wouldn't of cared if it lasted another three hours, as long as Lizzie was sitting right beside him.
As the lights came up, one could tell that Miranda and Larry did not really watch the movie at all. Also, when the foursome was walking to the parking lot, neither of them could recount the details of the movie.
"Lizzie, do you need a ride home?" Gordo asked his friend.
"Umm...yeah, I think so."
As the two walked to his car, she said, "Thanks, I rode to the Digital Bean with them, and I felt like the third wheel."
"Don't mention it."
Gordo walked up to his car door and unlocked it. He then unlocked Lizzie's door, and quickly cleared all the junk off of her seat.
"Ummmm...nice car."
"You don't to be polite..be honest, it is a hunk of junk. But hey, it gets me from Point A to Point B."
"Yeah."
As Gordo turned the key in the ignition, the sounds of the Beatles Abbey Road filled the car.
"You like the Beatles?" Lizzie asked.
"Like them? More like obsessed with them."
"That's cool."
"So...tomorrow is Saturday, right? Don't you have your mom's wedding tomorrow?" Lizzie inquired.
"Yeah, I am not particularly thrilled about it. I do not really want to go."
"Then don't."
"What do you mean?"
"If you don't want to go to the wedding, then don't go to the wedding."
"How will I pull that off?"
"I don't know. Go on a road trip or something,and leave early in the morning."
"My mom will be worried sick."
"Leave a note."
The look on Lizzie's face was challenging Gordo to take the adventure. He had pretty much stayed inside the lines his whole life, maybe it was time for him to step out.
"OK...I will."
"Where are you going to go to?"
"Seattle...do you want to come?"
"I don't know....sure."
"We will leave at six, meet me at the gas station at Central and Main."
"Okay."
They pulled into Lizzie's driveway, and exchanged their goodbyes. They both anxiously prepared for the adventure they would undertake the next day.
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