"Hi, what's up?" a perky voice answered the phone.
I took a deep breath, and replied, "Sarah, it's me, Gordo."
"Gordo...how did you get my number?"
"That's not really important right now. Sarah, I ran away."
"YOU WHAT?" Sarah yelled into the phone.
"Mike kind of kicked me out."
"Where are you now?"
"Sitting in my car, on the pier."
I could hear Sarah take a deep breath on the other side of the line.
"Why?"
"Mike, he is just so controlling, he wants me to give up everything I have wanted to enlist in the army, he took away my car and grounded me, he burned my applications, he will not let me see my girlfriend, he won't let me ever talk to you," I spilled out.
By then, I was almost sobbing.
"Gordo, calm down. I will come down there in the next week."
"You have school, though."
"It's Thanksgiving Break."
"Oh...Sarah, I don't know what to do. He is just so...I don't want to live there anymore."
"I know, Gordo. It's okay."
"Why can't things just go back to the way they used to be?
"I hate that guy."
"Me too. He is ruining our lives. First, cutting off our communication with you, and this to me..."
"Gordo...remember, you still have me. I'll be there. Stay with a friend until I get there."
"Sarah, when will you be here?"
"I have already left."
"See you."
"Bye. You will get through this Davy."
As I hung up the phone, I heard a crack of thunder in the background.
Great, I thought to myself, as I drove to the McDonald's.
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"Welcome to McDonald's! May I take your order?" I said, trying my best to be cheerful.
"Hi, Gordo," a familiar voice said, as a hand was put on mine.
"Hi, Lizzie. Can we talk? You are my last customer."
A worried look overcomed Lizzie's face.
"Sure."
I walked around the counter and guided her out to my car. I opened the door for, and she got into my car.
"Gordo, what happened?"
I drew in my breath sharply.
"Mike kicked me out."
Lizzie's mouth dropped open.
"Can I stay at your house tonight?"
"Yes, but...why?"
"I couldn't take it anymore, and I just snapped. I told him that I hated him, and showed me the door."
"My sister is coming tomorrow from college, and she is going to help me."
"I didn't...even know that you had a....sister."
"Mike cut off all of our communication to her. She is a senior at KU."
"Wow, Gordo, I don't know what to say."
A single tear rolled down my cheek, and Lizzie wiped it off.
We sat in silence in the parking lot of McDonald's, until it was time to leave, and Lizzie went to go get her car.
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A petite young woman leaned on the hood of her car. She had left her dorm room as fast as possible, only having enough time to pull her dark curls into a pony-tail.
She was wearing sweatpants, and a shirt, her usual pajamas. Dark framed glasses covered her pretty blue eyes.
She watched the students as they filed out of the high school, until she saw a familiar head of curls.
"DAVID GORDON! Over here!"
The boy ran over to her, and immediately embraced her in a giant hug. A pretty blonde soon followed.
"Sarah, it's so nice to see you, finally, I have missed you so much."
"Gordo...we will get through this."
The blonde spoke up.
"I don't believe we have met. Lizzie Mcguire," she said sticking out her hand.
"Sarah Gordon," she replied, shaking her hand. "Are you Davy's girlfriend?"
She smiled, "Yes. I am Davy's girlfriend."
Gordo cringed that his older sister had brought up her nickname for him. She could not pronounce David when she was little, and adopted this way of saying his name.
"So is there, like, a Starbucks here or something? I didn't have any lunch today."
"What about the Digital Bean?" Lizzie asked.
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"How is your life going Sarah?"
"I am going to graduate at the end of the year, and I plan on going to law school in New York."
As Sarah picked up her coffee, Gordo noticed a ring on her ring finger.
"When is your wedding?"
Sarah looked up suddenly.
He glanced to the ring on her finger, and pointed in it's direction.
"Were you going to invite us?"
"I did invite you guys. I sent the invitation two months ago, and you never responded."
"Mike must have kept it."
Sarah smiled, and said, "You will like Nick, Gordo. He is so sensitive, and caring. He and I have dated all throughout college, and he helped me through Dad's death, and Mike."
Lizzie leaned in and smiled.
"Where did you meet him?"
"At a party, I met him, and he kept sending flowers, and candy, until I finally said I would go out with him...here is a picture."
"Awww, he sounds so sweet."
Lizzie and Sarah started talking about Nick, and Gordo trailed off in thought.
"He is going to come here tomorrow, so he could help me."
"I am so happy for you. Gordo, I have to go to practice, I call you later on your cell phone."
Gordo stood up and gave Lizzie a good-bye kiss.
"Adios, Love you Liz."
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"Here goes."
Sarah nervously rang the doorbell of her estranged family's house. Gordo was in the car, and she thought that she should talk to her mom before they threw the Gordo factor in.
"Hey, honey, let's just David move in with us," her fiancee said. Nick had arrived earlier that day, and was coming with her for support.
The door opened slowly, and Sarah found her mom standing there.
"Hi, mom."
Mrs. Gordon started to cry, and immediately hugged her daughter that she had seen for so long.
"Sarah, why haven't you called, or visited?"
"Mom...Mike...I didn't get the phone number."
"Oh..never mind, I am so happy to see you."
Nick stepped foward, and shook Mrs. Gordon's hand.
"Hi, I'm Nick. Sarah's fiancee."
Sarah's mom's mouth dropped open in shock.
"You...and her..married."
"We are getting married. But that is not why I wanted to talk to you."
A troubled look overcame her face.
"David."
"Yeah, mom, do you even know where he is?"
Mrs. Gordon burst into tears.
"Sarah...I don't know what to do? Is he safe?"
"Mom...don't worry. He is with me. But why did you kick him out?"
"He is too difficult. He purposely disgrees with us, and-"
"No, Mom. You have been brainwashed by Mike. Davy is constantly being controlled by him, it is terrible."
Sarah as well started to cry.
"Do you really love him that much to sacrafice Davy?"
After Sarah asked her that question, the two just looked at each other.
"ROBERTA!! WHO IS AT THE DOOR?"
"Mike," SArah whispered.
He ran up to join Mrs. Gordon at the door.
"Who are you?"
"Sarah Gordon."
I took a deep breath, and replied, "Sarah, it's me, Gordo."
"Gordo...how did you get my number?"
"That's not really important right now. Sarah, I ran away."
"YOU WHAT?" Sarah yelled into the phone.
"Mike kind of kicked me out."
"Where are you now?"
"Sitting in my car, on the pier."
I could hear Sarah take a deep breath on the other side of the line.
"Why?"
"Mike, he is just so controlling, he wants me to give up everything I have wanted to enlist in the army, he took away my car and grounded me, he burned my applications, he will not let me see my girlfriend, he won't let me ever talk to you," I spilled out.
By then, I was almost sobbing.
"Gordo, calm down. I will come down there in the next week."
"You have school, though."
"It's Thanksgiving Break."
"Oh...Sarah, I don't know what to do. He is just so...I don't want to live there anymore."
"I know, Gordo. It's okay."
"Why can't things just go back to the way they used to be?
"I hate that guy."
"Me too. He is ruining our lives. First, cutting off our communication with you, and this to me..."
"Gordo...remember, you still have me. I'll be there. Stay with a friend until I get there."
"Sarah, when will you be here?"
"I have already left."
"See you."
"Bye. You will get through this Davy."
As I hung up the phone, I heard a crack of thunder in the background.
Great, I thought to myself, as I drove to the McDonald's.
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"Welcome to McDonald's! May I take your order?" I said, trying my best to be cheerful.
"Hi, Gordo," a familiar voice said, as a hand was put on mine.
"Hi, Lizzie. Can we talk? You are my last customer."
A worried look overcomed Lizzie's face.
"Sure."
I walked around the counter and guided her out to my car. I opened the door for, and she got into my car.
"Gordo, what happened?"
I drew in my breath sharply.
"Mike kicked me out."
Lizzie's mouth dropped open.
"Can I stay at your house tonight?"
"Yes, but...why?"
"I couldn't take it anymore, and I just snapped. I told him that I hated him, and showed me the door."
"My sister is coming tomorrow from college, and she is going to help me."
"I didn't...even know that you had a....sister."
"Mike cut off all of our communication to her. She is a senior at KU."
"Wow, Gordo, I don't know what to say."
A single tear rolled down my cheek, and Lizzie wiped it off.
We sat in silence in the parking lot of McDonald's, until it was time to leave, and Lizzie went to go get her car.
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A petite young woman leaned on the hood of her car. She had left her dorm room as fast as possible, only having enough time to pull her dark curls into a pony-tail.
She was wearing sweatpants, and a shirt, her usual pajamas. Dark framed glasses covered her pretty blue eyes.
She watched the students as they filed out of the high school, until she saw a familiar head of curls.
"DAVID GORDON! Over here!"
The boy ran over to her, and immediately embraced her in a giant hug. A pretty blonde soon followed.
"Sarah, it's so nice to see you, finally, I have missed you so much."
"Gordo...we will get through this."
The blonde spoke up.
"I don't believe we have met. Lizzie Mcguire," she said sticking out her hand.
"Sarah Gordon," she replied, shaking her hand. "Are you Davy's girlfriend?"
She smiled, "Yes. I am Davy's girlfriend."
Gordo cringed that his older sister had brought up her nickname for him. She could not pronounce David when she was little, and adopted this way of saying his name.
"So is there, like, a Starbucks here or something? I didn't have any lunch today."
"What about the Digital Bean?" Lizzie asked.
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"How is your life going Sarah?"
"I am going to graduate at the end of the year, and I plan on going to law school in New York."
As Sarah picked up her coffee, Gordo noticed a ring on her ring finger.
"When is your wedding?"
Sarah looked up suddenly.
He glanced to the ring on her finger, and pointed in it's direction.
"Were you going to invite us?"
"I did invite you guys. I sent the invitation two months ago, and you never responded."
"Mike must have kept it."
Sarah smiled, and said, "You will like Nick, Gordo. He is so sensitive, and caring. He and I have dated all throughout college, and he helped me through Dad's death, and Mike."
Lizzie leaned in and smiled.
"Where did you meet him?"
"At a party, I met him, and he kept sending flowers, and candy, until I finally said I would go out with him...here is a picture."
"Awww, he sounds so sweet."
Lizzie and Sarah started talking about Nick, and Gordo trailed off in thought.
"He is going to come here tomorrow, so he could help me."
"I am so happy for you. Gordo, I have to go to practice, I call you later on your cell phone."
Gordo stood up and gave Lizzie a good-bye kiss.
"Adios, Love you Liz."
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"Here goes."
Sarah nervously rang the doorbell of her estranged family's house. Gordo was in the car, and she thought that she should talk to her mom before they threw the Gordo factor in.
"Hey, honey, let's just David move in with us," her fiancee said. Nick had arrived earlier that day, and was coming with her for support.
The door opened slowly, and Sarah found her mom standing there.
"Hi, mom."
Mrs. Gordon started to cry, and immediately hugged her daughter that she had seen for so long.
"Sarah, why haven't you called, or visited?"
"Mom...Mike...I didn't get the phone number."
"Oh..never mind, I am so happy to see you."
Nick stepped foward, and shook Mrs. Gordon's hand.
"Hi, I'm Nick. Sarah's fiancee."
Sarah's mom's mouth dropped open in shock.
"You...and her..married."
"We are getting married. But that is not why I wanted to talk to you."
A troubled look overcame her face.
"David."
"Yeah, mom, do you even know where he is?"
Mrs. Gordon burst into tears.
"Sarah...I don't know what to do? Is he safe?"
"Mom...don't worry. He is with me. But why did you kick him out?"
"He is too difficult. He purposely disgrees with us, and-"
"No, Mom. You have been brainwashed by Mike. Davy is constantly being controlled by him, it is terrible."
Sarah as well started to cry.
"Do you really love him that much to sacrafice Davy?"
After Sarah asked her that question, the two just looked at each other.
"ROBERTA!! WHO IS AT THE DOOR?"
"Mike," SArah whispered.
He ran up to join Mrs. Gordon at the door.
"Who are you?"
"Sarah Gordon."