"Get out of my mouse, now."
Sarah stared down the angry man.
"I am your stepdaughter."
Mike clenched his teeth, and he started to almost go after Sarah, but Nick stepped in front of him.
"We all just need to have a calm, rational talk, with Gordo."
Nick summoned to Gordo, who had been anxiously waiting in the car. He walked up to the front door, and Mrs. Gordon began to hug him.
"My baby," she exclaimed, as she happily embraced her son.
Their happiness was curtailed however.
"Get away from that traitor. He ran away from our house."
"Actually, you kicked him out," Sarah piped in.
"You be quiet."
Sarah was taken aback, because she did not know quite the effect that this man could have on a person.
"Gordo, get back in here, and go to your room."
Gordo stood in the same spot that he had been standing in, without moving at all.
"GET THERE, NOW!" Mike yelled, but to no avail.
"As far as I am concerned, I don't live here anywhere, so I technically do not have to abide by your rules."
"Don't you use your smart tone on me, young man!" Mike screamed, enraged.
"Mike, please. We need to talk this out rationally," Mrs. Gordon pleaded.
"Fine. Everybody get into the living room...NOW!"
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"Well, Nick and I are moving in together at the end of the semester, and Gordo can just move in with us, and finish high school in Lawrence."
"Absolutely not."
Mrs. Gordon, who had pretty much stayed silent throughout the discussion, spoke out.
"I don't want our family split up any more than it already is. I want family counseling."
"There is no way that any family that I am in will go to family counseling."
"Mike our family is falling apart before our eyes."
Gordo, Sarah, and Nick all glared at Mike.
"I said no."
"See, this is why I want to leave, mom," Gordo complained. "He is a selfish pig."
"Mike, this would be for the better of the family."
"Everybody get in the car. We are going."
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"And I have enough credits to graduate from high school, so I would not even have to finish next semester at antoher high school."
"But what about college?" Mike argued.
"I did not tell you this, but I was accepted to NYU already."
"I thought I...told you not to apply there."
"I did anyways."
The tension was so thick in the room, it could be cut with a knife.
"So, obviously there are some deeper issues here. Would we like to go into them?" the therapist asked.
"No," the group said in unison.
"I have already made my decision. I'm going to live with Sarah and Nick. I cannot live with Mike."
"Please, Gordo, no. I want you to live with me, your mom."
"You, I can deal with. But not him," he remarked, pointing to Mike.
"Then that is set. Gordo will move in with us at the end of the semester."
"I can't wait."
"Can't you two meet in the middle somewhere?" the therapist spoke up again.
"You know, it has always been my dream to have a son of my own. One to carry on the family tradition. But, as my career progressed, there was just not enough time. When I married Roberta, and met Gordo, and wanted him just to enlist. But no."
"I understand."
"HE IS LYING!" Gordo yelled. "Why can't anybody see through him like Sarah, Nick, and I can."
The entire room was taken aback by Gordo's statements.
"Be quiet," Mike responded.
"NO! I don't want to be quiet anymore! I hate him, and I can't live with him. What else is there to discuss?"
The therapist wrote down some notes.
"I see that there is some tension here."
Everyone in the room stared at him angrily.
"Here is what I think. You-" he said, pointing to Gordo, "You can't always have your way. Mike can punish you if you purposely diobey him. And you-" he said, pointing to Mike, "You do not control his life. College is an important decision, and he should not settle for your dream. He should follow his own. Can you two please work on this?"
"I can't live with him. When we leave, I will go to the house, get my stuff, and go say goodbye to a few people, and leave with Sarah and Nick."
"Well that's just keen, because I am kicking you out," Mike said sarcastically.
Mrs. Gordon silently cried in the background.
"So, Davy is coming to live with us now?" Sarah asked.
"I don't see another choice for him at the moment."
Gordo stood up, and left the room, while Sarah and Nick followed.
Mrs. Gordon continued to cry, and Mike put his hand on top of hers.
"It's for the better."
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As Gordo and Sarah walked out of the counselor's office, Nick walked over with a bag of stuff he had taken out of Gordo's locker.
"Is that everything?" he asked Gordo.
Gordo looked down the hallways of Hillridge. In the distance, he saw the dance team practicing.
"I have to say goodbye to someone."
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"Can I speak to Lizzie for a second?" Gordo asked the dance coach.
"Sure."
Lizzie quickly ran over to Gordo with a puzzled look on her face.
"What's the matter?"
"I have to go live with Sarah and Nick."
"What?" she said, her voice quivering.
"I'm leaving now. I came to say goodbye."
"No...I mean...this can't be true."
"I am so sorry. Mike kicked me out permanently."
"Gordo..."
Gordo gently kissed Lizzie on the cheek.
"I love you," he whispered into her ear.
Tears welled up in Lizzie's eyes.
"I...I..thank you."
Gordo was visibly taken aback by her response.
"Gordo, I have to go. Call me tonight, please?"
Gordo still continued to look at her with hurt eyes.
"I don't know. See you around."
Gordo walked off from Lizzie.
"WAIT!!! GORDO!" she yelled. "I love you too!"
But as the front door swung shut, Gordo did not hear Lizzie's belated response.
Sarah stared down the angry man.
"I am your stepdaughter."
Mike clenched his teeth, and he started to almost go after Sarah, but Nick stepped in front of him.
"We all just need to have a calm, rational talk, with Gordo."
Nick summoned to Gordo, who had been anxiously waiting in the car. He walked up to the front door, and Mrs. Gordon began to hug him.
"My baby," she exclaimed, as she happily embraced her son.
Their happiness was curtailed however.
"Get away from that traitor. He ran away from our house."
"Actually, you kicked him out," Sarah piped in.
"You be quiet."
Sarah was taken aback, because she did not know quite the effect that this man could have on a person.
"Gordo, get back in here, and go to your room."
Gordo stood in the same spot that he had been standing in, without moving at all.
"GET THERE, NOW!" Mike yelled, but to no avail.
"As far as I am concerned, I don't live here anywhere, so I technically do not have to abide by your rules."
"Don't you use your smart tone on me, young man!" Mike screamed, enraged.
"Mike, please. We need to talk this out rationally," Mrs. Gordon pleaded.
"Fine. Everybody get into the living room...NOW!"
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"Well, Nick and I are moving in together at the end of the semester, and Gordo can just move in with us, and finish high school in Lawrence."
"Absolutely not."
Mrs. Gordon, who had pretty much stayed silent throughout the discussion, spoke out.
"I don't want our family split up any more than it already is. I want family counseling."
"There is no way that any family that I am in will go to family counseling."
"Mike our family is falling apart before our eyes."
Gordo, Sarah, and Nick all glared at Mike.
"I said no."
"See, this is why I want to leave, mom," Gordo complained. "He is a selfish pig."
"Mike, this would be for the better of the family."
"Everybody get in the car. We are going."
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"And I have enough credits to graduate from high school, so I would not even have to finish next semester at antoher high school."
"But what about college?" Mike argued.
"I did not tell you this, but I was accepted to NYU already."
"I thought I...told you not to apply there."
"I did anyways."
The tension was so thick in the room, it could be cut with a knife.
"So, obviously there are some deeper issues here. Would we like to go into them?" the therapist asked.
"No," the group said in unison.
"I have already made my decision. I'm going to live with Sarah and Nick. I cannot live with Mike."
"Please, Gordo, no. I want you to live with me, your mom."
"You, I can deal with. But not him," he remarked, pointing to Mike.
"Then that is set. Gordo will move in with us at the end of the semester."
"I can't wait."
"Can't you two meet in the middle somewhere?" the therapist spoke up again.
"You know, it has always been my dream to have a son of my own. One to carry on the family tradition. But, as my career progressed, there was just not enough time. When I married Roberta, and met Gordo, and wanted him just to enlist. But no."
"I understand."
"HE IS LYING!" Gordo yelled. "Why can't anybody see through him like Sarah, Nick, and I can."
The entire room was taken aback by Gordo's statements.
"Be quiet," Mike responded.
"NO! I don't want to be quiet anymore! I hate him, and I can't live with him. What else is there to discuss?"
The therapist wrote down some notes.
"I see that there is some tension here."
Everyone in the room stared at him angrily.
"Here is what I think. You-" he said, pointing to Gordo, "You can't always have your way. Mike can punish you if you purposely diobey him. And you-" he said, pointing to Mike, "You do not control his life. College is an important decision, and he should not settle for your dream. He should follow his own. Can you two please work on this?"
"I can't live with him. When we leave, I will go to the house, get my stuff, and go say goodbye to a few people, and leave with Sarah and Nick."
"Well that's just keen, because I am kicking you out," Mike said sarcastically.
Mrs. Gordon silently cried in the background.
"So, Davy is coming to live with us now?" Sarah asked.
"I don't see another choice for him at the moment."
Gordo stood up, and left the room, while Sarah and Nick followed.
Mrs. Gordon continued to cry, and Mike put his hand on top of hers.
"It's for the better."
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As Gordo and Sarah walked out of the counselor's office, Nick walked over with a bag of stuff he had taken out of Gordo's locker.
"Is that everything?" he asked Gordo.
Gordo looked down the hallways of Hillridge. In the distance, he saw the dance team practicing.
"I have to say goodbye to someone."
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"Can I speak to Lizzie for a second?" Gordo asked the dance coach.
"Sure."
Lizzie quickly ran over to Gordo with a puzzled look on her face.
"What's the matter?"
"I have to go live with Sarah and Nick."
"What?" she said, her voice quivering.
"I'm leaving now. I came to say goodbye."
"No...I mean...this can't be true."
"I am so sorry. Mike kicked me out permanently."
"Gordo..."
Gordo gently kissed Lizzie on the cheek.
"I love you," he whispered into her ear.
Tears welled up in Lizzie's eyes.
"I...I..thank you."
Gordo was visibly taken aback by her response.
"Gordo, I have to go. Call me tonight, please?"
Gordo still continued to look at her with hurt eyes.
"I don't know. See you around."
Gordo walked off from Lizzie.
"WAIT!!! GORDO!" she yelled. "I love you too!"
But as the front door swung shut, Gordo did not hear Lizzie's belated response.