What would you do if I sang out of tune
Would you stand up and walk out on me.
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key.
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends
Oh I get high with a little help from my friends
Going to try with a little help from my friends
What do I do when my love is away
(Does it worry you to be alone)
How do I feel by the end of the day
(Are you sad because you're on your own)
No I get by with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love
Would you believe in a love at first sight
Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time
What do you see when you turn out the light
I can't tell you, but I know it's mine
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody
I just need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love
I get high with a little help from my friends
Yes I get by with a little help from my friends
With a little help from my friends
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Lizzie had to keep herself from dozing off as she heard the music playing on the radio at her work. She felt a pang in her heart, as it reminded her of Gordo. Not just because of how much he liked the
Beatles, but the subject matter of the song. She still remembered that day in the library, after....the incident.
FLASHBACK
"Nothing...you're perfect."
END FLASHBACK
His words still rang in her head. After what Jeremy had told her, she did not want to even think about seeing him.
Somebody slapped a TEENVOGUE on the counter.
"Doing better, chica?" a familiar voice said. Lizzie looked up to see her good friend, Miranda.
"Long time, no see," Lizzie said, as she tried her best to sound perky.
"I know. How was your summer?"
"Average, I guess. Nothing really happenned."
"Gotten over...him?"
Lizzie sighed. She had spent most of her summer trying to forget about...him.
"Yeah..I think so. I heard Kate dumped him."
"You did not hear the rest?"
Lizzie drew herself closer to Miranda. Of course she wanted to hear the gossip.
Miranda whispered, "He got Kate pregnant."
"No...really?"
"That is why she is not at Hillridge anymore. Her parents sent her to live with her aunt. And Jeremy went back to Seattle."
Lizzie thought to herself, good ridance.
"Maybe I can actually have a guy to myself now."
The pair laughed in unison.
"So, have you seen Gordo since..."
"Since Jeremy two-timed me? No." Lizzie did not bother to tell her the real reason she had avoided Gordo all summer.
"Okay." Miranda did not want to tell Lizzie the real reason she asked. Anyways, she was too curious to let this issue to go by. She leaned in curiously and asked what she wanted to know.
"So, you and Gordo-still just friends?" Miranda could see the confusion in Lizzie's eyes.
"I think...I just don't know. I don't really want to talk about it."
"Well..see you at school on Monday."
"Ciao, Miranda."
"Adios amiga."
Lizzie watched as Miranda walked out the automatic doors of the grocery store. She looked at her watch. One more customer, and she was going home. Thursday nights were one of their slowest.
As she was thinking that she would not have any more customers that night, an assortment of items rolled onto the conveyor belt.
Great, she thought.
She sifted through the items, without even looking at the customer.
"Paper or plastic?"
"Lizzie, you don't remember me? I'm hurt," a voice said in a kidding voice.
She looked up to see her customer, to see the person she had been dreading the most.
"Hey...George, right?" she said back, kidding as well. "Of course I remember you, Gordo."
The young man smiled.
"Hey Lizzie. How was your summer?"
"Okay, I guess. Lots of dance team practice. I just wish it was longer."
"Yeah...well see you Monday," he said as he rolled away with his cart of items.
Lizzie sighed again, as she replayed her and Jeremy's conversation in her head.
FLASHBACK
"Lizzie, I am sorry. It meant nothing."
"I don't believe you Jeremy. You are a jerk."
"Fine then, bye. Just tell Gordo bye for me. I am moving back to Seattle."
"Good riddance. Gordo is too good to be your friend."
"He obviously is not too good to be your puppy dog."
Lizzie whirled around as she was walking out of the door.
"What do you mean?"
"The kid is obviously head over heels in love with you. That's why he puts up with you and your attiude, even when you treat him like crud."
"That's not true. We are just friends."
"Lizzie, ever since he moved here, Gordo has loved you. You need to wake up and smell the roses."
With that, he walked off.
END FLASHBACK
Lizzie shuddered. She definitely did not want things to change between them. Why couldn't things be simple?
And why didn't she see it in him?
Was she that clueless?
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Would you believe in a love at first sight
Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time
What do you see when you turn out the light
I can't tell you, but I know it's mine
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A/N The song is With a Little Help From My Friends by the Beatles.
Would you stand up and walk out on me.
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key.
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends
Oh I get high with a little help from my friends
Going to try with a little help from my friends
What do I do when my love is away
(Does it worry you to be alone)
How do I feel by the end of the day
(Are you sad because you're on your own)
No I get by with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love
Would you believe in a love at first sight
Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time
What do you see when you turn out the light
I can't tell you, but I know it's mine
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody
I just need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love
I get high with a little help from my friends
Yes I get by with a little help from my friends
With a little help from my friends
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Lizzie had to keep herself from dozing off as she heard the music playing on the radio at her work. She felt a pang in her heart, as it reminded her of Gordo. Not just because of how much he liked the
Beatles, but the subject matter of the song. She still remembered that day in the library, after....the incident.
FLASHBACK
"Nothing...you're perfect."
END FLASHBACK
His words still rang in her head. After what Jeremy had told her, she did not want to even think about seeing him.
Somebody slapped a TEENVOGUE on the counter.
"Doing better, chica?" a familiar voice said. Lizzie looked up to see her good friend, Miranda.
"Long time, no see," Lizzie said, as she tried her best to sound perky.
"I know. How was your summer?"
"Average, I guess. Nothing really happenned."
"Gotten over...him?"
Lizzie sighed. She had spent most of her summer trying to forget about...him.
"Yeah..I think so. I heard Kate dumped him."
"You did not hear the rest?"
Lizzie drew herself closer to Miranda. Of course she wanted to hear the gossip.
Miranda whispered, "He got Kate pregnant."
"No...really?"
"That is why she is not at Hillridge anymore. Her parents sent her to live with her aunt. And Jeremy went back to Seattle."
Lizzie thought to herself, good ridance.
"Maybe I can actually have a guy to myself now."
The pair laughed in unison.
"So, have you seen Gordo since..."
"Since Jeremy two-timed me? No." Lizzie did not bother to tell her the real reason she had avoided Gordo all summer.
"Okay." Miranda did not want to tell Lizzie the real reason she asked. Anyways, she was too curious to let this issue to go by. She leaned in curiously and asked what she wanted to know.
"So, you and Gordo-still just friends?" Miranda could see the confusion in Lizzie's eyes.
"I think...I just don't know. I don't really want to talk about it."
"Well..see you at school on Monday."
"Ciao, Miranda."
"Adios amiga."
Lizzie watched as Miranda walked out the automatic doors of the grocery store. She looked at her watch. One more customer, and she was going home. Thursday nights were one of their slowest.
As she was thinking that she would not have any more customers that night, an assortment of items rolled onto the conveyor belt.
Great, she thought.
She sifted through the items, without even looking at the customer.
"Paper or plastic?"
"Lizzie, you don't remember me? I'm hurt," a voice said in a kidding voice.
She looked up to see her customer, to see the person she had been dreading the most.
"Hey...George, right?" she said back, kidding as well. "Of course I remember you, Gordo."
The young man smiled.
"Hey Lizzie. How was your summer?"
"Okay, I guess. Lots of dance team practice. I just wish it was longer."
"Yeah...well see you Monday," he said as he rolled away with his cart of items.
Lizzie sighed again, as she replayed her and Jeremy's conversation in her head.
FLASHBACK
"Lizzie, I am sorry. It meant nothing."
"I don't believe you Jeremy. You are a jerk."
"Fine then, bye. Just tell Gordo bye for me. I am moving back to Seattle."
"Good riddance. Gordo is too good to be your friend."
"He obviously is not too good to be your puppy dog."
Lizzie whirled around as she was walking out of the door.
"What do you mean?"
"The kid is obviously head over heels in love with you. That's why he puts up with you and your attiude, even when you treat him like crud."
"That's not true. We are just friends."
"Lizzie, ever since he moved here, Gordo has loved you. You need to wake up and smell the roses."
With that, he walked off.
END FLASHBACK
Lizzie shuddered. She definitely did not want things to change between them. Why couldn't things be simple?
And why didn't she see it in him?
Was she that clueless?
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Would you believe in a love at first sight
Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time
What do you see when you turn out the light
I can't tell you, but I know it's mine
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A/N The song is With a Little Help From My Friends by the Beatles.