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***I don't own Lizzie McGuire.***
Chapter Fourteen
Figure it Out
~Lizzie~
I decided something was going on that nobody was telling me about. It was strange, you know? Like not only Gordo was acting a little crazy, but Ethan was acting a little funny himself. Well, not really funny as much as, well I hate to say it, but not himself. It's almost like they got together and BAM! Decided to be different. They weren't themselves. In fact, now that I think about it, Gordo was acting a lot like Ethan and Ethan was acting a lot like Gordo…no, that's not right.
That's weird. I miss Gordo being Gordo and Ethan being Ethan. Why are they acting so different? I'm not as concerned about Ethan as I am about Gordo. I'm really worried about him. He must be really confused right now because he kissed me that sends me mixed signals because then he acted like nothing happened online.
This is all really funny, I tell you. I want to get to the bottom of it. I've never wanted anything so badly in my life.
I was walking across the hallway to my next class when I overheard the office mention Gordo's name. I figured he was going to be offered some sort of scholarship or something because he always is, but I listened anyway and I couldn't believe what I heard. Gordo had detention!
What was going on here? This was all so confusing. My best friend whome I have known since birth has detention? He almost never gets detention. What did he do?
I decided to listen in to see if I could find out what he did, but it wasn't explained. I was disappointed, but I still felt like there was something going on here that someone failed to inform me about.
I had an idea. I had a plan. I would get to the bottom of this by the end of the day and that was that.
~~~
~Gordo~
The rest of the school day went by pretty quickly. I felt pretty badly about the way I treated Lizzie back there, both the physical me and the mental me, but there was nothing I could do. If all went according to my plan, maybe I would tell her in her dreams one day but I was definitely not about to tell her what was going on between Ethan and I.
Although, Lizzie was looking at me funny all throughout Algebra II, our last class, the only class we had together. She was looking at the physical me, though, and not at me as Ethan, which made me suddenly feel insecure. Why was she starring at me like that?
I let it go though, assuming that I would have to deal with that all week whether I wanted to or not and I couldn't say anything.
I thought I could safely exit without having Kate or anyone bother me, but I was wrong. Of all people, it was Lizzie who stopped me. She looked like she was on some sort of mission. All I really wanted to do was go home, though, but she did stop me and I did feel some sort of obligation partially due to the fact that we didn't really talk during lunch.
But why was she talking to Ethan? I mean, me? What does she want with me? Aha! Maybe it was tutoring stuff.
"Ethan!" she said, "wait up! We need to talk!"
Oh great! What did I do now? I turned to look at her. Wow, she is beautiful and totally worth it if I can get her to like me, "Lizzie!" I said, failing miserably to sound exactly like Ethan, "Wassup?"
"Oh, nothing," Lizzie said, but she was lying and I could tell, "I mean, how are you?"
"I'm fine," I said, "Just dandy."
"Cool. Mind if I walk you home?" she said.
Dammit. What do I do now? Wait a minute…does she always walk Ethan home? "Sure," I said, hiding whatever mix of emotions I was feeling. I knew she liked Ethan. I just knew it!
"Cool," she said, "so, about this math thing. You are getting really good at it."
Can she tell I was bluffing in the library, "Thanks," I said, "I-I studied over the weekend."
"Yeah," she said, "This tutoring thing might not take you a long time at all."
"Nope," I said, probably still sounding nervous. I sure felt nervous.
"So," she said, laughing. I'm not sure why, though, "You and Gordo are working on a project, huh?"
"Yep," I said. She knows something, doesn't she?
"That's cool," she said, nodding her head. He sighed, "Ethan, have you noticed anything strange about Gordo lately?"
I swallowed. She suspects something, "N-no," I said, more nervous than before, "W-why?"
Lizzie looked at me and said nothing as she looked at me thoughtfully. Why is she looking at me like that? Am I just imagining things? It's only Monday!
"It's just--," she said, "He's been acting strange, that's all. I mean, he is just acting so abnormal and everything."
"Maybe it's a phase," I suggested. I'll suggest anything but the truth.
"What kind of a phase?"
"I don't know. Y-you know how teenagers are. One minute they are acting one way and the next minute they are acting the complete opposite."
"So you are saying he'll get over it?" she asked, but she sounded doubtful.
"Most likely," I said, and I should have stopped there, but I went on, "it will probably go away in a few days."
Lizzie looked at me strangely, "what makes you say a few days? It might take a few years!"
"I hope not," I mumbled, and I don't think she heard that, luckily, "Maybe Ethan is just under a lot of stress."
"You are? About what?" Lizzie asked. Oops. Did I just say Ethan? Great. Now she thinks I am talking in first person.
"I," I said, trying to think of something, "I mean, with school and all. I think this time is very stressful."
"Yeah," Lizzie said, "But what about Gordo?"
"Maybe…he's under a lot of stress too."
"What kind of stress."
"I don't know," I said, shrugging, "Emotional stress."
"Emotional stress?" Lizzie repeated, looking at me, again, curiously. She said nothing as we reached Ethan's house.
"Do you want to come in?" I asked, in a way hoping she would because then we could talk some more and I could convince her that Gordo was acting perfectly normal.
"No," she said, somewhat distantly, "Actually, I think I left something at school, so I guess I will see you tomorrow."
I shrugged. It was probably for the best anyway. There are only a certain number of hours that I can act like Ethan in a day. I guess I can only hope that she doesn't think about this too much and we can talk tonight on IM so I can convince her that I am under a lot of stress.
I watched as she left and headed back to the school. If only she knew what was really going on. . .
~~~
~Lizzie~
Yeah, somehow that talk with Ethan didn't satisfy my taste. He didn't help me at all! I know Gordo and Gordo does not go through phases.
That is why I am going back to school. To talk to Gordo. By the time I get there, Gordo should be getting out and I can talk to him about this. I can only hope that he will be straight with me and tell me everything. Because if he doesn't, I'll be mad.
~~~
~Ethan~
After detention, you can only imagine my surprise when I saw Lizzie out there waiting for me. Gee, I've heard about best friends sticking together and all that, but I never thought she would be waiting for me or anything.
"Hey," she said.
I blinked. What was going on, "Hey," I said.
"Gordo, can we talk?" she said, and she looked all concerned about something. Gee, I hope it has nothing to do with me.
***I don't own Lizzie McGuire.***
Chapter Fourteen
Figure it Out
~Lizzie~
I decided something was going on that nobody was telling me about. It was strange, you know? Like not only Gordo was acting a little crazy, but Ethan was acting a little funny himself. Well, not really funny as much as, well I hate to say it, but not himself. It's almost like they got together and BAM! Decided to be different. They weren't themselves. In fact, now that I think about it, Gordo was acting a lot like Ethan and Ethan was acting a lot like Gordo…no, that's not right.
That's weird. I miss Gordo being Gordo and Ethan being Ethan. Why are they acting so different? I'm not as concerned about Ethan as I am about Gordo. I'm really worried about him. He must be really confused right now because he kissed me that sends me mixed signals because then he acted like nothing happened online.
This is all really funny, I tell you. I want to get to the bottom of it. I've never wanted anything so badly in my life.
I was walking across the hallway to my next class when I overheard the office mention Gordo's name. I figured he was going to be offered some sort of scholarship or something because he always is, but I listened anyway and I couldn't believe what I heard. Gordo had detention!
What was going on here? This was all so confusing. My best friend whome I have known since birth has detention? He almost never gets detention. What did he do?
I decided to listen in to see if I could find out what he did, but it wasn't explained. I was disappointed, but I still felt like there was something going on here that someone failed to inform me about.
I had an idea. I had a plan. I would get to the bottom of this by the end of the day and that was that.
~~~
~Gordo~
The rest of the school day went by pretty quickly. I felt pretty badly about the way I treated Lizzie back there, both the physical me and the mental me, but there was nothing I could do. If all went according to my plan, maybe I would tell her in her dreams one day but I was definitely not about to tell her what was going on between Ethan and I.
Although, Lizzie was looking at me funny all throughout Algebra II, our last class, the only class we had together. She was looking at the physical me, though, and not at me as Ethan, which made me suddenly feel insecure. Why was she starring at me like that?
I let it go though, assuming that I would have to deal with that all week whether I wanted to or not and I couldn't say anything.
I thought I could safely exit without having Kate or anyone bother me, but I was wrong. Of all people, it was Lizzie who stopped me. She looked like she was on some sort of mission. All I really wanted to do was go home, though, but she did stop me and I did feel some sort of obligation partially due to the fact that we didn't really talk during lunch.
But why was she talking to Ethan? I mean, me? What does she want with me? Aha! Maybe it was tutoring stuff.
"Ethan!" she said, "wait up! We need to talk!"
Oh great! What did I do now? I turned to look at her. Wow, she is beautiful and totally worth it if I can get her to like me, "Lizzie!" I said, failing miserably to sound exactly like Ethan, "Wassup?"
"Oh, nothing," Lizzie said, but she was lying and I could tell, "I mean, how are you?"
"I'm fine," I said, "Just dandy."
"Cool. Mind if I walk you home?" she said.
Dammit. What do I do now? Wait a minute…does she always walk Ethan home? "Sure," I said, hiding whatever mix of emotions I was feeling. I knew she liked Ethan. I just knew it!
"Cool," she said, "so, about this math thing. You are getting really good at it."
Can she tell I was bluffing in the library, "Thanks," I said, "I-I studied over the weekend."
"Yeah," she said, "This tutoring thing might not take you a long time at all."
"Nope," I said, probably still sounding nervous. I sure felt nervous.
"So," she said, laughing. I'm not sure why, though, "You and Gordo are working on a project, huh?"
"Yep," I said. She knows something, doesn't she?
"That's cool," she said, nodding her head. He sighed, "Ethan, have you noticed anything strange about Gordo lately?"
I swallowed. She suspects something, "N-no," I said, more nervous than before, "W-why?"
Lizzie looked at me and said nothing as she looked at me thoughtfully. Why is she looking at me like that? Am I just imagining things? It's only Monday!
"It's just--," she said, "He's been acting strange, that's all. I mean, he is just acting so abnormal and everything."
"Maybe it's a phase," I suggested. I'll suggest anything but the truth.
"What kind of a phase?"
"I don't know. Y-you know how teenagers are. One minute they are acting one way and the next minute they are acting the complete opposite."
"So you are saying he'll get over it?" she asked, but she sounded doubtful.
"Most likely," I said, and I should have stopped there, but I went on, "it will probably go away in a few days."
Lizzie looked at me strangely, "what makes you say a few days? It might take a few years!"
"I hope not," I mumbled, and I don't think she heard that, luckily, "Maybe Ethan is just under a lot of stress."
"You are? About what?" Lizzie asked. Oops. Did I just say Ethan? Great. Now she thinks I am talking in first person.
"I," I said, trying to think of something, "I mean, with school and all. I think this time is very stressful."
"Yeah," Lizzie said, "But what about Gordo?"
"Maybe…he's under a lot of stress too."
"What kind of stress."
"I don't know," I said, shrugging, "Emotional stress."
"Emotional stress?" Lizzie repeated, looking at me, again, curiously. She said nothing as we reached Ethan's house.
"Do you want to come in?" I asked, in a way hoping she would because then we could talk some more and I could convince her that Gordo was acting perfectly normal.
"No," she said, somewhat distantly, "Actually, I think I left something at school, so I guess I will see you tomorrow."
I shrugged. It was probably for the best anyway. There are only a certain number of hours that I can act like Ethan in a day. I guess I can only hope that she doesn't think about this too much and we can talk tonight on IM so I can convince her that I am under a lot of stress.
I watched as she left and headed back to the school. If only she knew what was really going on. . .
~~~
~Lizzie~
Yeah, somehow that talk with Ethan didn't satisfy my taste. He didn't help me at all! I know Gordo and Gordo does not go through phases.
That is why I am going back to school. To talk to Gordo. By the time I get there, Gordo should be getting out and I can talk to him about this. I can only hope that he will be straight with me and tell me everything. Because if he doesn't, I'll be mad.
~~~
~Ethan~
After detention, you can only imagine my surprise when I saw Lizzie out there waiting for me. Gee, I've heard about best friends sticking together and all that, but I never thought she would be waiting for me or anything.
"Hey," she said.
I blinked. What was going on, "Hey," I said.
"Gordo, can we talk?" she said, and she looked all concerned about something. Gee, I hope it has nothing to do with me.