Lizzie's parents are out of town. It is mentioned in the first chapter.
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Lizzie looked over at Gordo strangely before reaching to turn the music off, "Do you have a headache or something?"
"No," Gordo said, shaking his head, "I guess I just need a little silence."
"Oh," Lizzie said, nodding her head.
"Do…you need to go to the bathroom or anything?" Gordo was looking for an excuse to stop. That way he could stop thinking about the road.
Lizzie shook her head, "Do you?"
"Yeah…" he said.
"But you just went a half an hour ago!"
Gordo shrugged, "I can't help it."
Lizzie sighed, "Fine. I'm thirsty anyway," Lizzie looked back out the window, still thinking about Gordo. She really wanted to figure things out with him. For a split second, she thought he might have wanted to talk to her about them. To her chagrin, however, he only needed to go to the bathroom.
A few minutes later, the stopped and both of them got out of the car at the gas station. Gordo headed straight for the bathroom while Lizzie went for the drinks to get something, "Do you want anything?" she called.
"No thanks," he said before shutting the door to the single stall bathroom and locking it behind him. He leaned against the door in hopes that an idea would pop out of his head.
Lizzie paid for her water and a five pack of Winterfresh gum and decided to wait for Gordo. He was taking a pretty long time and Lizzie didn't know what to do.
A few minutes passed and Gordo decided it was useless. He couldn't think of anything and he had been in the bathroom for a suspicious amount of time. He turned and opened to door to the bathroom and got out to find Lizzie waiting for him. "You okay?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Gordo said, thinking quickly, "I had something stuck in my teeth that I couldn't get out."
Lizzie nodded her head although she didn't know if she bought it. She didn't want to get into it though, as it was his business.
They went back into the car and Lizzie offered to drive but Gordo wouldn't let her, "Lizzie, this is my car. I am the one with the insurance and if I let anyone ride it, I will be responsible for what happens."
Lizzie rolled her eyes. She was only offering. She wasn't asking for the explanation she had heard a few times before. She didn't feel like getting mad at Gordo, though, and decided to let it be.
They got in and started back on the road again, completely in silence. Lizzie couldn't take it any longer. She needed to talk to him, if not about what she wanted to talk to him about, than she would settle for life in general. They were friends, after all.
"So," she said, "what do you want to do after we get the tickets?"
"What do you mean?" Gordo asked, not taking his eyes off of the road.
"I mean, in Phoenix, you know, after we see Sarah's brother. We will be there in about half an hour," she pointed out.
Gordo shrugged, "What do you want to do?"
"Well, we don't have to be back until tomorrow night."
Gordo did some quick math, "Well, since it's a six hour trip in total, we can leave tomorrow morning or we can start heading back today and probably get back by late tonight."
Lizzie didn't want to go home that night, though. She wanted this time with Gordo as long as possible, even if it was full of unwanted tension and feelings coming back. Lizzie had a feeling that she wouldn't regret staying with him one more night.
"Well, what do you think we should do?" Lizzie asked, not wanting to seem eager about all of this.
Gordo thought she same thing as Lizzie. He wanted to stay with her for as long of a time as possible and he was enjoying this time, "If we go back tonight, we'll be really tired at Miranda's party."
That wasn't true, as Lizzie and Gordo would probably be back in town by seven or eight at the latest and that would give them plenty of time. Gordo knew it was a lame excuse, but he was desperate.
"You have a point," Lizzie said, nodding her head, "and also, we can check out Phoenix and see what there is to do besides going to this concert."
Gordo nodded his head. He wished he had thought of that reason! It was a heck of a lot better than the tired one.
"We can find a cool restaurant and eat there and possibly do something else."
"Yeah, like go to a movie or something."
"Yeah, we haven't done that in a while!" Lizzie said, without thinking of the reason why. She slightly blushed and said nothing.
Gordo also didn't say anything to that and tried to let it go. They would be in Phoenix in about twenty minutes.
"So," Lizzie said, desperate to change the subject, "Do you think this will surprise Miranda?"
"Yeah," he said, "She is in love with Kyle Olsen."
Lizzie scratched the back of her head, "I just wish I knew who else she was in love with."
"Maybe we'll find out at the party tomorrow," Gordo suggested.
Lizzie shrugged, "Maybe. I told her she could bring a date."
"That was a good idea," he said, and then he gulped, "Are you bringing a date?"
Lizzie looked at Gordo quickly, "No," she said, "but I figured since I was the one throwing the party, I'd be too busy to have a date."
Gordo nodded his head, secretly glad that she wasn't bringing a date.
Lizzie glanced over at Gordo again, "Are you?"
"Who me" Gordo asked nervously, "No," he said this almost too quickly, "But I figured I would probably be helping with you most of the time."
Lizzie nodded and said nothing. Gordo kept his eyes on the road, but he could hardly concentrate. He almost missed the exit sign where they were to get off, but he just made it.
The rest of the small trip had few words exchanged between the former lovers, for both didn't know what to say to the other.
Gordo turned into the University of Arizona in Phoenix and it didn't take him very long to find the dorm building he was looking for where Sarah's brother lived and they parked, "Do you want to come with me?" Lizzie asked, taking off her seatbelt.
"Sure," Gordo said, taking his seat belt off as well.
They got out of the car and headed toward the dormitory and went to the third level and found his room. Lizzie knocked and a tall, dark haired guy with glassed opened the door, "You must be Lizzie and Gordo," he said, letting them in.
"Yeah, that's us," Lizzie said.
"I'm Sam," He reached for the dresser in his small room and showed three tickets, "Here they are!" he said.
"Great! How much do I owe you?"
"$150."
Lizzie took out her wallet and paid the guy with three fifties, "Thanks," she said, accepting the tickets.
"You're welcome. Have fun at the concert!"
Lizzie and Gordo walked out of the dorm and as soon as the door was closed, looked at each other, "That was quick," Lizzie said.
"Yeah," Gordo said, "It would have been so much easier mailing them."
"I know," Lizzie said, and they headed back to the car, "So, ready for lunch?" she asked.
"Yeah," he said and he drove off to find a place for lunch. It was around two in the afternoon by the time they finished lunch so they decided to look for a hotel so they could get settled in.
They finally settled on a Marriott close to the University and near the city life. They put their things in their room and Lizzie insisted on taking a rest for a few minutes.
"Maybe we should call Matt to see how things are going," Lizzie suggested.
"Okay," Gordo said, "I'll call him."
Gordo picked up the phone and dialed the McGuire's phone number.
There was no answer though, so he decided to try again later.
**
In the middle of the afternoon, Matt came back home after buying Miranda her birthday present. He checked his e-mail, got the mail and then jumped onto the couch to watch TV. He was so into the show that he didn't notice the phone ringing several times. He did, however, hear the doorbell ring, so he turned off the TV and went to get it, to be greeted by his girlfriend.
He smiled and let her in and as soon as the door was closed, Miranda pulled him into a hug and kissed him hard on the mouth, "I've always wanted to do that," she said, letting go of him, "but people have always been in the house."
"So, what do you want to do tonight?" Matt asked.
"I don't know. What about you?"
"Do you want to take your car to a secluded place and make out in the backseat."
Miranda rolled her eyes, "Can you think about anything other than sex?"
Matt smiled, "Do I want to think about anything other than sex?"
Miranda hit him on the shoulder; "I knew I should have never agreed to take you there that one time."
"Oh, come on! It was fun! What time do you have to be home by?"
Miranda grinned, "Actually, I told my mom I'd be spending the night at your house tonight, so she thinks I am with Lizzie."
Matt smiled, "I like the way you think."
"So what do you want to do?"
They were still standing near the front door, "What do you think I want to do?" Matt asked.
Miranda rolled her eyes, "You need help."
Matt kissed Miranda and their lips interlocked as they stood there, near the doorway, "Matt," Miranda murmered, getting into the kiss, "Someone could see us."
Matt smiled as he took her hand in his, "My room?"
Miranda bit her lip. Should she really be doing this. She looked at Matt's face, though, and it was hard to exist. A smile formed on her lips as they practically ran upstairs to Matt's room and almost immediately fell onto the bed. Miranda giggled as they exchanged passionate kisses and she backed into his bed as he leaned on top of her. Their lips meshed together and their hands felt around, desperately wanting more to happen, even though nothing ever did. Between this being a partially forbidden romance and the fact that it was a secret to everyone else allowed the passion to pour between their lips and their entire bodies.
After spending a little more time on his bed, Miranda decided that she liked having this freedom of doing what they wanted to without having to hide anything. She never hung out with him in his room and he never was in hers. Just being able to be there without Lizzie allowed her more comfort, although she wished she didn't have to hide this relationship with everyone. Maybe it was time for a change, Miranda thought as she lay there snuggling close to Matt on his bed, "Maybe it was time to tell the world."
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Lizzie looked over at Gordo strangely before reaching to turn the music off, "Do you have a headache or something?"
"No," Gordo said, shaking his head, "I guess I just need a little silence."
"Oh," Lizzie said, nodding her head.
"Do…you need to go to the bathroom or anything?" Gordo was looking for an excuse to stop. That way he could stop thinking about the road.
Lizzie shook her head, "Do you?"
"Yeah…" he said.
"But you just went a half an hour ago!"
Gordo shrugged, "I can't help it."
Lizzie sighed, "Fine. I'm thirsty anyway," Lizzie looked back out the window, still thinking about Gordo. She really wanted to figure things out with him. For a split second, she thought he might have wanted to talk to her about them. To her chagrin, however, he only needed to go to the bathroom.
A few minutes later, the stopped and both of them got out of the car at the gas station. Gordo headed straight for the bathroom while Lizzie went for the drinks to get something, "Do you want anything?" she called.
"No thanks," he said before shutting the door to the single stall bathroom and locking it behind him. He leaned against the door in hopes that an idea would pop out of his head.
Lizzie paid for her water and a five pack of Winterfresh gum and decided to wait for Gordo. He was taking a pretty long time and Lizzie didn't know what to do.
A few minutes passed and Gordo decided it was useless. He couldn't think of anything and he had been in the bathroom for a suspicious amount of time. He turned and opened to door to the bathroom and got out to find Lizzie waiting for him. "You okay?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Gordo said, thinking quickly, "I had something stuck in my teeth that I couldn't get out."
Lizzie nodded her head although she didn't know if she bought it. She didn't want to get into it though, as it was his business.
They went back into the car and Lizzie offered to drive but Gordo wouldn't let her, "Lizzie, this is my car. I am the one with the insurance and if I let anyone ride it, I will be responsible for what happens."
Lizzie rolled her eyes. She was only offering. She wasn't asking for the explanation she had heard a few times before. She didn't feel like getting mad at Gordo, though, and decided to let it be.
They got in and started back on the road again, completely in silence. Lizzie couldn't take it any longer. She needed to talk to him, if not about what she wanted to talk to him about, than she would settle for life in general. They were friends, after all.
"So," she said, "what do you want to do after we get the tickets?"
"What do you mean?" Gordo asked, not taking his eyes off of the road.
"I mean, in Phoenix, you know, after we see Sarah's brother. We will be there in about half an hour," she pointed out.
Gordo shrugged, "What do you want to do?"
"Well, we don't have to be back until tomorrow night."
Gordo did some quick math, "Well, since it's a six hour trip in total, we can leave tomorrow morning or we can start heading back today and probably get back by late tonight."
Lizzie didn't want to go home that night, though. She wanted this time with Gordo as long as possible, even if it was full of unwanted tension and feelings coming back. Lizzie had a feeling that she wouldn't regret staying with him one more night.
"Well, what do you think we should do?" Lizzie asked, not wanting to seem eager about all of this.
Gordo thought she same thing as Lizzie. He wanted to stay with her for as long of a time as possible and he was enjoying this time, "If we go back tonight, we'll be really tired at Miranda's party."
That wasn't true, as Lizzie and Gordo would probably be back in town by seven or eight at the latest and that would give them plenty of time. Gordo knew it was a lame excuse, but he was desperate.
"You have a point," Lizzie said, nodding her head, "and also, we can check out Phoenix and see what there is to do besides going to this concert."
Gordo nodded his head. He wished he had thought of that reason! It was a heck of a lot better than the tired one.
"We can find a cool restaurant and eat there and possibly do something else."
"Yeah, like go to a movie or something."
"Yeah, we haven't done that in a while!" Lizzie said, without thinking of the reason why. She slightly blushed and said nothing.
Gordo also didn't say anything to that and tried to let it go. They would be in Phoenix in about twenty minutes.
"So," Lizzie said, desperate to change the subject, "Do you think this will surprise Miranda?"
"Yeah," he said, "She is in love with Kyle Olsen."
Lizzie scratched the back of her head, "I just wish I knew who else she was in love with."
"Maybe we'll find out at the party tomorrow," Gordo suggested.
Lizzie shrugged, "Maybe. I told her she could bring a date."
"That was a good idea," he said, and then he gulped, "Are you bringing a date?"
Lizzie looked at Gordo quickly, "No," she said, "but I figured since I was the one throwing the party, I'd be too busy to have a date."
Gordo nodded his head, secretly glad that she wasn't bringing a date.
Lizzie glanced over at Gordo again, "Are you?"
"Who me" Gordo asked nervously, "No," he said this almost too quickly, "But I figured I would probably be helping with you most of the time."
Lizzie nodded and said nothing. Gordo kept his eyes on the road, but he could hardly concentrate. He almost missed the exit sign where they were to get off, but he just made it.
The rest of the small trip had few words exchanged between the former lovers, for both didn't know what to say to the other.
Gordo turned into the University of Arizona in Phoenix and it didn't take him very long to find the dorm building he was looking for where Sarah's brother lived and they parked, "Do you want to come with me?" Lizzie asked, taking off her seatbelt.
"Sure," Gordo said, taking his seat belt off as well.
They got out of the car and headed toward the dormitory and went to the third level and found his room. Lizzie knocked and a tall, dark haired guy with glassed opened the door, "You must be Lizzie and Gordo," he said, letting them in.
"Yeah, that's us," Lizzie said.
"I'm Sam," He reached for the dresser in his small room and showed three tickets, "Here they are!" he said.
"Great! How much do I owe you?"
"$150."
Lizzie took out her wallet and paid the guy with three fifties, "Thanks," she said, accepting the tickets.
"You're welcome. Have fun at the concert!"
Lizzie and Gordo walked out of the dorm and as soon as the door was closed, looked at each other, "That was quick," Lizzie said.
"Yeah," Gordo said, "It would have been so much easier mailing them."
"I know," Lizzie said, and they headed back to the car, "So, ready for lunch?" she asked.
"Yeah," he said and he drove off to find a place for lunch. It was around two in the afternoon by the time they finished lunch so they decided to look for a hotel so they could get settled in.
They finally settled on a Marriott close to the University and near the city life. They put their things in their room and Lizzie insisted on taking a rest for a few minutes.
"Maybe we should call Matt to see how things are going," Lizzie suggested.
"Okay," Gordo said, "I'll call him."
Gordo picked up the phone and dialed the McGuire's phone number.
There was no answer though, so he decided to try again later.
**
In the middle of the afternoon, Matt came back home after buying Miranda her birthday present. He checked his e-mail, got the mail and then jumped onto the couch to watch TV. He was so into the show that he didn't notice the phone ringing several times. He did, however, hear the doorbell ring, so he turned off the TV and went to get it, to be greeted by his girlfriend.
He smiled and let her in and as soon as the door was closed, Miranda pulled him into a hug and kissed him hard on the mouth, "I've always wanted to do that," she said, letting go of him, "but people have always been in the house."
"So, what do you want to do tonight?" Matt asked.
"I don't know. What about you?"
"Do you want to take your car to a secluded place and make out in the backseat."
Miranda rolled her eyes, "Can you think about anything other than sex?"
Matt smiled, "Do I want to think about anything other than sex?"
Miranda hit him on the shoulder; "I knew I should have never agreed to take you there that one time."
"Oh, come on! It was fun! What time do you have to be home by?"
Miranda grinned, "Actually, I told my mom I'd be spending the night at your house tonight, so she thinks I am with Lizzie."
Matt smiled, "I like the way you think."
"So what do you want to do?"
They were still standing near the front door, "What do you think I want to do?" Matt asked.
Miranda rolled her eyes, "You need help."
Matt kissed Miranda and their lips interlocked as they stood there, near the doorway, "Matt," Miranda murmered, getting into the kiss, "Someone could see us."
Matt smiled as he took her hand in his, "My room?"
Miranda bit her lip. Should she really be doing this. She looked at Matt's face, though, and it was hard to exist. A smile formed on her lips as they practically ran upstairs to Matt's room and almost immediately fell onto the bed. Miranda giggled as they exchanged passionate kisses and she backed into his bed as he leaned on top of her. Their lips meshed together and their hands felt around, desperately wanting more to happen, even though nothing ever did. Between this being a partially forbidden romance and the fact that it was a secret to everyone else allowed the passion to pour between their lips and their entire bodies.
After spending a little more time on his bed, Miranda decided that she liked having this freedom of doing what they wanted to without having to hide anything. She never hung out with him in his room and he never was in hers. Just being able to be there without Lizzie allowed her more comfort, although she wished she didn't have to hide this relationship with everyone. Maybe it was time for a change, Miranda thought as she lay there snuggling close to Matt on his bed, "Maybe it was time to tell the world."