Chapter 2
Lizzie and Gordo walked down the lush campus walkway. On their left, students walked out of their stuffy classes and into the crisp spring air. On their right the murmuring brook was blocked from their view by a few of trees.
"How was practice?" Lizzie asked lacing her fingers through his. "It was fine until Rose showed up. But luckily you saved me," he remarked kissing the top of her head. She giggled and set her head on his shoulder. "Hey, I have some good news," he said as they continued to walk.
"What?" Lizzie said. "Some scouts for the NHL are coming to the next game," Gordo said happily. "That's great!" Lizzie said embracing him in a hug, "This could be your big break."
"And if I get picked, I'll finally have a steady job," he said quietly as he buried his face in her hair, "You know what that means, don't you."
Lizzie looked up at him, her eyes shining, "We can finally get married?" she asked hopefully. Gordo nodded, "But that's only If I get picked," he reminded her as she beamed out at him. "I know you'll get picked," she said burring her face in his chest. "Oh, yeah, how?" he questioned. "Cause if they don't, I'll hunt them down for ruining my wedding plans," she said into his chest.
Gordo laughed and embraced her tighter, "I'm sure a skinny, five-three, blond girl will intimidate them," he joked. "I'm sure it would," Lizzie answered looking up at him.
"I love you so much," Gordo said giving her a light kiss. "I love you too," Lizzie said kissing him passionately until they were interrupted.
"Oh Gordo!" a sickening sweet voice came. They pulled away reluctantly, "Rose," they said in unison. "Hey, Gordo, me and my room mate are having a party. You wanna be my date?" Rose asked in a honey sweet tone that made Lizzie sick.
"Sorry, Rose, can't. Me and Lizzie are going to talk about our future wedding," Gordo said walking off smiling while Rose stood fixing Lizzie with a look of hate.
Lizzie and Gordo went and sat on the edge of the massive fountain in the middle of the campus, still laughing. "That was great," Lizzie laughed. "I know, but we really shouldn't torture her that much," Gordo said, his laughter ceasing.
"Oh why not," Lizzie said gruffly. "Lizzie, did you see that look she gave you? She hates you, and I dunno what she's capable of," his voice trailed off as he wrapped his arms around her once more. "I don't care if she hates me. And if you mean she might be capable of killing me, I doubt she would even try," Lizzie said.
"Well, Lizzie, she is a nut job. Who knows what she would try. I just don't want you to get hurt," Gordo said kissing her forehead. "That's sweet," Lizzie said resting her head on his chest.
"Lizzie just do me a favor, and be careful, don't do anything stupid," he begged. "Okay," she said pouting playfully. "I don't know what I'd do if I lost you," he said giving her a quick kiss on the tip of her nose. Little did Lizzie know that his words had more truth to them then she'd expect.
Lizzie and Gordo walked down the lush campus walkway. On their left, students walked out of their stuffy classes and into the crisp spring air. On their right the murmuring brook was blocked from their view by a few of trees.
"How was practice?" Lizzie asked lacing her fingers through his. "It was fine until Rose showed up. But luckily you saved me," he remarked kissing the top of her head. She giggled and set her head on his shoulder. "Hey, I have some good news," he said as they continued to walk.
"What?" Lizzie said. "Some scouts for the NHL are coming to the next game," Gordo said happily. "That's great!" Lizzie said embracing him in a hug, "This could be your big break."
"And if I get picked, I'll finally have a steady job," he said quietly as he buried his face in her hair, "You know what that means, don't you."
Lizzie looked up at him, her eyes shining, "We can finally get married?" she asked hopefully. Gordo nodded, "But that's only If I get picked," he reminded her as she beamed out at him. "I know you'll get picked," she said burring her face in his chest. "Oh, yeah, how?" he questioned. "Cause if they don't, I'll hunt them down for ruining my wedding plans," she said into his chest.
Gordo laughed and embraced her tighter, "I'm sure a skinny, five-three, blond girl will intimidate them," he joked. "I'm sure it would," Lizzie answered looking up at him.
"I love you so much," Gordo said giving her a light kiss. "I love you too," Lizzie said kissing him passionately until they were interrupted.
"Oh Gordo!" a sickening sweet voice came. They pulled away reluctantly, "Rose," they said in unison. "Hey, Gordo, me and my room mate are having a party. You wanna be my date?" Rose asked in a honey sweet tone that made Lizzie sick.
"Sorry, Rose, can't. Me and Lizzie are going to talk about our future wedding," Gordo said walking off smiling while Rose stood fixing Lizzie with a look of hate.
Lizzie and Gordo went and sat on the edge of the massive fountain in the middle of the campus, still laughing. "That was great," Lizzie laughed. "I know, but we really shouldn't torture her that much," Gordo said, his laughter ceasing.
"Oh why not," Lizzie said gruffly. "Lizzie, did you see that look she gave you? She hates you, and I dunno what she's capable of," his voice trailed off as he wrapped his arms around her once more. "I don't care if she hates me. And if you mean she might be capable of killing me, I doubt she would even try," Lizzie said.
"Well, Lizzie, she is a nut job. Who knows what she would try. I just don't want you to get hurt," Gordo said kissing her forehead. "That's sweet," Lizzie said resting her head on his chest.
"Lizzie just do me a favor, and be careful, don't do anything stupid," he begged. "Okay," she said pouting playfully. "I don't know what I'd do if I lost you," he said giving her a quick kiss on the tip of her nose. Little did Lizzie know that his words had more truth to them then she'd expect.