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Chapter 2: Truth or Dare
Lizzie's POV
About ten minutes after boarding the plane, we finally took off. I was shaking as we taxied towards the runway - I was positively giddy! Soon we'd be cruising through the sky on our way to the "Eternal City", filled with rich culture and history...
So why was I so scared?
"Gordo!" I exclaimed. I grabbed onto his arm and gripped it tightly. Fear washed over me.
"It's OK, Lizzie," Gordo reassured me, gently stroking my hair. "Everything will be alright. This plane's gonna take us to Rome and we'll have a great time, and you'll be saying 'I can't believe I was afraid to get on that flight, it didn't hurt a bit!'"
I giggled a little. Then I was interrupted by the plane suddenly blasting off down the runway.
I let out a little scream and dug my nails into Gordo's arm. But he didn't even flinch; he turned to me and smiled. Somehow, that little smile alone made me feel a million times better. It was the last thing I saw before we lifted off of the ground and glided smoothly into the sky.
Gordo's POV A few minutes after we took off, Lizzie finally calmed down. Seeing all of Hillridge far below us got her stop whimpering and rediscover her excitement. It was smooth sailing from there.
THE 1ST HOUR For awhile, we happily watched the world go by in silence, as our plane flew higher and higher. The people below looked liked little cookie crumbs scattered about a huge plate, and the cars were chocolate chips, and the houses were chunks of raw dough. All that thinking of cookies made me real hungry, but the flight attendant was nowhere in sight.
"Truth or dare," Lizzie said suddenly, breaking the silence.
"No," I replied.
"Oh, come *on* Gordo, it'll be fun!" she begged.
"Well... OK. Truth."
"Darn. I had a really good dare in mind, too."
"Yeah? What was it?"
"Oh, nothing."
Lizzie looked a little disappointed, but I could see that she was already racking her brain for a good Truth question to ask me.
"OK, what's your favorite place in the whole entire world?"
'In your arms,' I thought to myself. But I knew I had to tell her something, and certainly not that. "Well, I'd have to say... m-my room."
"Your room?" she asked. "Why?"
"Oh, well, it's really... filled with all my favorite stuff, and it's very... clean."
"Clean? Whatever. Now you ask me!"
"OK, truth or dare?"
A mischievous grin spread across Lizzie's face. "Dare!" she answered excitedly.
I was completely stumped; what was I supposed to do, ask her to Kate's lipgloss?
"Um... pass," I replied.
"Oh come on Gordo, pleeeease? Pleeeeeease? Pleasepleaseplease?"
"Lizzie." I gave her a pleading look, begging her not to make me dare her.
"Fine. Truth or dare?"
"Must we keep playing?"
"Uh, yeah! What else is there to do?"
"Fine. Dare."
"Dare?!"
As soon as that word came out of my mouth, I knew it was a mistake. Why on earth would I ever take a dare? It must have been the stupidest thing I'd ever done.
But I couldn't let Lizzie see that I was scared. "Yeah, dare," I said slowly.
Lizzie's expression grew devilish once again.
"Well, I have to ask you first: does the girl you like go to our school?"
I considered the question for a moment. "Yes."
Lizzie continued her interrogation. "Is she on this plane?"
I gazed into her eyes. "Yes."
"Ohmigosh!" Lizzie exploded. "OKOKOK, I dare you to go up to the girl you like, and tell her how you feel."
That was exactly what I was afraid of. Yet even though every muscle in my body was refusing to move, there was a sudden urge to tell her... to hold her... to kiss her, and feel her sweet lips on mine...
The flight attendant came at that moment and offered us some peanuts, before I had the chance to tackle Lizzie.
Chapter 2: Truth or Dare
Lizzie's POV
About ten minutes after boarding the plane, we finally took off. I was shaking as we taxied towards the runway - I was positively giddy! Soon we'd be cruising through the sky on our way to the "Eternal City", filled with rich culture and history...
So why was I so scared?
"Gordo!" I exclaimed. I grabbed onto his arm and gripped it tightly. Fear washed over me.
"It's OK, Lizzie," Gordo reassured me, gently stroking my hair. "Everything will be alright. This plane's gonna take us to Rome and we'll have a great time, and you'll be saying 'I can't believe I was afraid to get on that flight, it didn't hurt a bit!'"
I giggled a little. Then I was interrupted by the plane suddenly blasting off down the runway.
I let out a little scream and dug my nails into Gordo's arm. But he didn't even flinch; he turned to me and smiled. Somehow, that little smile alone made me feel a million times better. It was the last thing I saw before we lifted off of the ground and glided smoothly into the sky.
Gordo's POV A few minutes after we took off, Lizzie finally calmed down. Seeing all of Hillridge far below us got her stop whimpering and rediscover her excitement. It was smooth sailing from there.
THE 1ST HOUR For awhile, we happily watched the world go by in silence, as our plane flew higher and higher. The people below looked liked little cookie crumbs scattered about a huge plate, and the cars were chocolate chips, and the houses were chunks of raw dough. All that thinking of cookies made me real hungry, but the flight attendant was nowhere in sight.
"Truth or dare," Lizzie said suddenly, breaking the silence.
"No," I replied.
"Oh, come *on* Gordo, it'll be fun!" she begged.
"Well... OK. Truth."
"Darn. I had a really good dare in mind, too."
"Yeah? What was it?"
"Oh, nothing."
Lizzie looked a little disappointed, but I could see that she was already racking her brain for a good Truth question to ask me.
"OK, what's your favorite place in the whole entire world?"
'In your arms,' I thought to myself. But I knew I had to tell her something, and certainly not that. "Well, I'd have to say... m-my room."
"Your room?" she asked. "Why?"
"Oh, well, it's really... filled with all my favorite stuff, and it's very... clean."
"Clean? Whatever. Now you ask me!"
"OK, truth or dare?"
A mischievous grin spread across Lizzie's face. "Dare!" she answered excitedly.
I was completely stumped; what was I supposed to do, ask her to Kate's lipgloss?
"Um... pass," I replied.
"Oh come on Gordo, pleeeease? Pleeeeeease? Pleasepleaseplease?"
"Lizzie." I gave her a pleading look, begging her not to make me dare her.
"Fine. Truth or dare?"
"Must we keep playing?"
"Uh, yeah! What else is there to do?"
"Fine. Dare."
"Dare?!"
As soon as that word came out of my mouth, I knew it was a mistake. Why on earth would I ever take a dare? It must have been the stupidest thing I'd ever done.
But I couldn't let Lizzie see that I was scared. "Yeah, dare," I said slowly.
Lizzie's expression grew devilish once again.
"Well, I have to ask you first: does the girl you like go to our school?"
I considered the question for a moment. "Yes."
Lizzie continued her interrogation. "Is she on this plane?"
I gazed into her eyes. "Yes."
"Ohmigosh!" Lizzie exploded. "OKOKOK, I dare you to go up to the girl you like, and tell her how you feel."
That was exactly what I was afraid of. Yet even though every muscle in my body was refusing to move, there was a sudden urge to tell her... to hold her... to kiss her, and feel her sweet lips on mine...
The flight attendant came at that moment and offered us some peanuts, before I had the chance to tackle Lizzie.