Chapter 16: The Eagles
Quick Disclaimer: Of course I don't own the movie Titanic or the band NSYNC which are briefly mentioned. I also do not own the Eagles or the songs "Desperado" or "Hotel California". I do own two cds with those songs on them though, lol. I took the lyrics from this website: #15 so I can't guarantee they are correct.
(Lizzie's Bedroom-A Friday Night)
"Lizzie phone for you," Matt yelled out.
"I bet it's Gordo," Miranda guessed," who else ever calls you besides me and I'm here."
Lizzie poked Miranda's arm and answered the phone," Hello."
"Hey it's me Gordo," Gordo greeted.
"It's Gordo all right," Lizzie whispered to Miranda who giggled in delight," Hey Gordo, how are you?"
"I'm great Liz, guess what? I've got something for you!" Lizzie could tell he was smiling even over the phone.
"What is it?" she asked excitedly.
"I won us some concert tickets for the Eagles tomorrow night, you and I are going if you want to of course," Gordo explained.
"Really? That's so great, you know I love the Eagles," Lizzie said," I'd love to go with you."
Miranda gave Lizzie a look. The Eagles? That was a really old band. She had no idea Lizzie was into the old rock music. Lizzie waved her off and continued her conversation with Gordo.
"You'll pick me up at 4 then?" Lizzie confirmed.
"Yep," Gordo said.
"Okay, well Miranda's here, so I gotta get off the phone. I'll see you tomorrow," Lizzie finished.
"I love you Liz," Gordo told her.
"I love you too," Lizzie blushed slightly as Miranda made faces at her.
She hung up the phone and gave Miranda a light kick in the side," You are so immature sometimes!"
"So? You know you still love me, I'm your best friend," Miranda laughed.
"True, you are my goofy, annoying-at-times, childish best friend," Lizzie stuck her tongue out at Miranda.
"Oh yeah, I'm childish," Miranda rolled her eyes.
"Hey I'm just trying to be more like you," Lizzie doubled over in laughter.
"Okay, so what movie are we going to watch?" Miranda asked.
"Um. I don't know, you pick," Lizzie gestured at her expansive collection of DVDs.
"Oh, how about Titanic," Miranda pulled out the movie and handed it to Lizzie.
"Sounds good," Lizzie placed the disk into her DVD player.
Jo McGuire popped her head into Lizzie's room, as if on cue," I brought you girls some popcorn. Hope you enjoy your movie, Sam and I are taking Matt out for dinner. We'll be back later."
"Thanks Mrs. McGuire, that was really nice of you," Miranda took the bowl of popcorn.
"Yeah thanks a lot Mom," Lizzie smiled at her mother.
"Well, you two have fun, and stay out of trouble," Jo closed the door behind her.
Lizzie was flopped across her bed with the DVD remote. Miranda took her spot on the floor and offered Lizzie the bowl of popcorn. She took a handful and then skipped through the previews. She heard her parents' car pull out of the driveway. It was nice to be left alone, even if they were just watching a movie. Titanic always made Lizzie cry, and she hated to let her parents see her cry. After a while, she sat up and Miranda joined her on the bed, leaving the popcorn on the floor.
It had been a while since the girls had a sleepover. They had a great time, staying up late, and just talking girl talk. Since it was a Friday night, the girls were tired from waking up early and didn't last too long after one AM. It was a good thing for Lizzie since she was going to a concert with Gordo the next night anyway. She suddenly realized she hadn't told her parents about the concert, but they were long asleep. She started worry about it, but then figured that they would be fine with it.
"Lizzie, Miranda, wake up," Sam gently shook his daughter and her friend awake.
"What time is it?" Lizzie inquired groggily.
"It's ten, your mom cooked breakfast for you, we were going to let you sleep, but it's getting cold," Sam explained.
"Okay, we'll be down soon," Lizzie flopped back onto her bed.
Sam backed out of the room and went back downstairs. His wife had cooked biscuits and gravy, sausage and eggs. It smelled great, but he was already full from eating his own helping of it. He poured himself a second glass of orange juice and sat down with the newspaper.
Lizzie was nearly asleep again when Miranda spoke," We better get up and get dressed Lizzie."
Lizzie sighed," I know, I'm just tired. Oh well."
They got up and changed out of their night clothes. Lizzie quickly threw her hair up into a ponytail, she'd get dressed differently to go to the concert later. For now she was satisfied with her sweat pants and pink t-shirt. She yawned and followed Miranda down the stairs and realized how hungry she was when she smelled the food her mother had cooked.
"Good morning girls," Jo smiled and handed them each a plate of food," you can get your own drinks."
Lizzie padded to the refrigerator in her fluffy pink slippers and pulled out the orange juice and milk cartons," Which do you want?"
"Milk please," Miranda said.
Lizzie replaced the orange juice into the fridge and pulled two glasses out of the cupboard. While she poured milk for herself and Miranda, Miranda got forks for them. Lizzie carried their drinks to the table and sat down. She began to eat and suddenly remembered she hadn't told her parents about the concert yet.
"I'll be right back," Lizzie ran to find her parents.
Sam looked up to see a breathless Lizzie standing in front of him," Can I help you?"
"Dad I completely forgot to tell you and Mom last night. Gordo invited me to an Eagles concert tonight," Lizzie started.
"We know," Sam cut her off," Gordo told your mother before you picked up the phone."
"Wow, he's always looking out for me," Lizzie smiled and headed back to her meal.
(Lizzie's house-nearly four o'clock)
"Lizzie, Gordo's here," Matt called up the stairs to his sister.
She checked herself in the mirror one last time and ran down to meet her fiancée. He was sitting on the coach with Sam and smiled at her as she entered the living room. Lizzie was wearing some distressed jeans and an old Eagles t-shirt of her mother's.
"You kids be sure and have fun," Sam sent them off.
Gordo opened Lizzie's door for her, then went around his car and got in the driver's side. He pulled out of the McGuire's driveway and headed towards the football stadium.
"So Gordo," Lizzie yelled over the radio," how did you get these tickets?"
He turned the radio down," I won them from this radio station. When I heard them say they were giving tickets away, I remembered how you liked the Eagles and thought it wouldn't hurt to give it a shot. And it didn't hurt at all, I won them."
"Wow, I wish I was lucky like that. I remember a long time ago, Miranda and I tried to win tickets to an NSYNC concert. We didn't even come close," Lizzie remembered.
"Man am I glad you guys got over that craze," Gordo smiled.
"It was annoying, I mean now I can't stand all those boy bands," Lizzie wrinkled her nose," what were we thinking?"
"You were young and stupid," Gordo teased.
"Gee thanks," Lizzie said," that's probably somewhat true though."
"Everyone goes through periods of liking something and then later realizing how stupid it was," Gordo offered," I remember in third grade I was obsessed with comic books."
"Oh yeah, I remember that," Lizzie smiled," but that didn't last long. I also had my job at the Digital Bean for a while. I felt the need for financial independence for a while. Then I realized how hard working was. Of course by the time I was 16, I was really ready for a job."
"It's nice to have worked," Gordo started," I mean we have lots of money saved to spend and have fun this year."
(Hillridge Stadium)
"Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You been out ridin' fences for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one
I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasin' you
Can hurt you somehow
Don' you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
She'll beat you if she's able
You know the queen of heats is always your best bet," Lizzie sang along to the music.
Gordo loved hearing Lizzie sing. She still had a beautiful voice. He thought that maybe someday she'd decide to pursue a career in singing, but even she didn't he'd always love her. He would always get to hear her singing because he was going to marry her and spend the rest of his life with her. She even enjoyed singing, and knew she could handle singing in front of a live crowd. He was still proud of her for turning down a contract so she could have a normal high school life. Gordo put his arm around Lizzie's shoulders and she flashed him a bright smile and leaned her head on his shoulders.
The last song of the night was "Hotel California". Lizzie jumped up to sing along with this song, it was her favorite. She began to dance in the aisle and several other fans joined her. Gordo didn't mind the music, but he wasn't about to dance. He just smiled and watched the love of his life. When she was happy, he was happy.
"On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said,'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,'said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave! "
The concert finished and Lizzie sat down next Gordo, yawned and laid her head on his shoulder again. They had decided to wait for the crowd to clear before they tried to leave. There was no point in fighting the crowd to get to their car so they could sit and wait while people slowly filed out of the parking lot.
"Thank you so much for winning these tickets and bringing me," Lizzie smiled and looked into Gordo's eyes," I had the best time tonight!"
"I'm glad I could just spend the night with you," Gordo kissed the top of Lizzie's head," and it turns out their music isn't half bad."
"Oh Gordo, let's go down to the gift shop and look around," Lizzie suddenly jumped and lead Gordo out of the stadium.
"Hey cool, cds of this tour," Lizzie picked up a cd," I'm going to buy this."
"And I think I'll buy you a tour shirt, and one for myself, so we can remember our first concert together," Gordo picked up a shirt in Lizzie's size.
"Aww Gordo, that's so sweet. I hadn't thought of that," Lizzie gave him a big hug.
They paid for their merchandise and then went to find Gordo's car. The parking lot was mostly empty by the time they found it. They decided to stop and get something to eat before heading home. Their parents knew they'd be out late, so it was only a matter of finding some place open.
A/N: Sorry for the delay between chapters. I don't really have an excuse, just kind of didn't feel like writing. I was busy for a while, lots of trips to Water World and Six Flags Elitch Gardens. I had a good time, now it's back to boredom and writing again. The Eagles are one of my favorite bands, and the two songs I used in the chapter, Desperado and Hotel California are my favorite songs. Reviews always appreciated!
Quick Disclaimer: Of course I don't own the movie Titanic or the band NSYNC which are briefly mentioned. I also do not own the Eagles or the songs "Desperado" or "Hotel California". I do own two cds with those songs on them though, lol. I took the lyrics from this website: #15 so I can't guarantee they are correct.
(Lizzie's Bedroom-A Friday Night)
"Lizzie phone for you," Matt yelled out.
"I bet it's Gordo," Miranda guessed," who else ever calls you besides me and I'm here."
Lizzie poked Miranda's arm and answered the phone," Hello."
"Hey it's me Gordo," Gordo greeted.
"It's Gordo all right," Lizzie whispered to Miranda who giggled in delight," Hey Gordo, how are you?"
"I'm great Liz, guess what? I've got something for you!" Lizzie could tell he was smiling even over the phone.
"What is it?" she asked excitedly.
"I won us some concert tickets for the Eagles tomorrow night, you and I are going if you want to of course," Gordo explained.
"Really? That's so great, you know I love the Eagles," Lizzie said," I'd love to go with you."
Miranda gave Lizzie a look. The Eagles? That was a really old band. She had no idea Lizzie was into the old rock music. Lizzie waved her off and continued her conversation with Gordo.
"You'll pick me up at 4 then?" Lizzie confirmed.
"Yep," Gordo said.
"Okay, well Miranda's here, so I gotta get off the phone. I'll see you tomorrow," Lizzie finished.
"I love you Liz," Gordo told her.
"I love you too," Lizzie blushed slightly as Miranda made faces at her.
She hung up the phone and gave Miranda a light kick in the side," You are so immature sometimes!"
"So? You know you still love me, I'm your best friend," Miranda laughed.
"True, you are my goofy, annoying-at-times, childish best friend," Lizzie stuck her tongue out at Miranda.
"Oh yeah, I'm childish," Miranda rolled her eyes.
"Hey I'm just trying to be more like you," Lizzie doubled over in laughter.
"Okay, so what movie are we going to watch?" Miranda asked.
"Um. I don't know, you pick," Lizzie gestured at her expansive collection of DVDs.
"Oh, how about Titanic," Miranda pulled out the movie and handed it to Lizzie.
"Sounds good," Lizzie placed the disk into her DVD player.
Jo McGuire popped her head into Lizzie's room, as if on cue," I brought you girls some popcorn. Hope you enjoy your movie, Sam and I are taking Matt out for dinner. We'll be back later."
"Thanks Mrs. McGuire, that was really nice of you," Miranda took the bowl of popcorn.
"Yeah thanks a lot Mom," Lizzie smiled at her mother.
"Well, you two have fun, and stay out of trouble," Jo closed the door behind her.
Lizzie was flopped across her bed with the DVD remote. Miranda took her spot on the floor and offered Lizzie the bowl of popcorn. She took a handful and then skipped through the previews. She heard her parents' car pull out of the driveway. It was nice to be left alone, even if they were just watching a movie. Titanic always made Lizzie cry, and she hated to let her parents see her cry. After a while, she sat up and Miranda joined her on the bed, leaving the popcorn on the floor.
It had been a while since the girls had a sleepover. They had a great time, staying up late, and just talking girl talk. Since it was a Friday night, the girls were tired from waking up early and didn't last too long after one AM. It was a good thing for Lizzie since she was going to a concert with Gordo the next night anyway. She suddenly realized she hadn't told her parents about the concert, but they were long asleep. She started worry about it, but then figured that they would be fine with it.
"Lizzie, Miranda, wake up," Sam gently shook his daughter and her friend awake.
"What time is it?" Lizzie inquired groggily.
"It's ten, your mom cooked breakfast for you, we were going to let you sleep, but it's getting cold," Sam explained.
"Okay, we'll be down soon," Lizzie flopped back onto her bed.
Sam backed out of the room and went back downstairs. His wife had cooked biscuits and gravy, sausage and eggs. It smelled great, but he was already full from eating his own helping of it. He poured himself a second glass of orange juice and sat down with the newspaper.
Lizzie was nearly asleep again when Miranda spoke," We better get up and get dressed Lizzie."
Lizzie sighed," I know, I'm just tired. Oh well."
They got up and changed out of their night clothes. Lizzie quickly threw her hair up into a ponytail, she'd get dressed differently to go to the concert later. For now she was satisfied with her sweat pants and pink t-shirt. She yawned and followed Miranda down the stairs and realized how hungry she was when she smelled the food her mother had cooked.
"Good morning girls," Jo smiled and handed them each a plate of food," you can get your own drinks."
Lizzie padded to the refrigerator in her fluffy pink slippers and pulled out the orange juice and milk cartons," Which do you want?"
"Milk please," Miranda said.
Lizzie replaced the orange juice into the fridge and pulled two glasses out of the cupboard. While she poured milk for herself and Miranda, Miranda got forks for them. Lizzie carried their drinks to the table and sat down. She began to eat and suddenly remembered she hadn't told her parents about the concert yet.
"I'll be right back," Lizzie ran to find her parents.
Sam looked up to see a breathless Lizzie standing in front of him," Can I help you?"
"Dad I completely forgot to tell you and Mom last night. Gordo invited me to an Eagles concert tonight," Lizzie started.
"We know," Sam cut her off," Gordo told your mother before you picked up the phone."
"Wow, he's always looking out for me," Lizzie smiled and headed back to her meal.
(Lizzie's house-nearly four o'clock)
"Lizzie, Gordo's here," Matt called up the stairs to his sister.
She checked herself in the mirror one last time and ran down to meet her fiancée. He was sitting on the coach with Sam and smiled at her as she entered the living room. Lizzie was wearing some distressed jeans and an old Eagles t-shirt of her mother's.
"You kids be sure and have fun," Sam sent them off.
Gordo opened Lizzie's door for her, then went around his car and got in the driver's side. He pulled out of the McGuire's driveway and headed towards the football stadium.
"So Gordo," Lizzie yelled over the radio," how did you get these tickets?"
He turned the radio down," I won them from this radio station. When I heard them say they were giving tickets away, I remembered how you liked the Eagles and thought it wouldn't hurt to give it a shot. And it didn't hurt at all, I won them."
"Wow, I wish I was lucky like that. I remember a long time ago, Miranda and I tried to win tickets to an NSYNC concert. We didn't even come close," Lizzie remembered.
"Man am I glad you guys got over that craze," Gordo smiled.
"It was annoying, I mean now I can't stand all those boy bands," Lizzie wrinkled her nose," what were we thinking?"
"You were young and stupid," Gordo teased.
"Gee thanks," Lizzie said," that's probably somewhat true though."
"Everyone goes through periods of liking something and then later realizing how stupid it was," Gordo offered," I remember in third grade I was obsessed with comic books."
"Oh yeah, I remember that," Lizzie smiled," but that didn't last long. I also had my job at the Digital Bean for a while. I felt the need for financial independence for a while. Then I realized how hard working was. Of course by the time I was 16, I was really ready for a job."
"It's nice to have worked," Gordo started," I mean we have lots of money saved to spend and have fun this year."
(Hillridge Stadium)
"Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You been out ridin' fences for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one
I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasin' you
Can hurt you somehow
Don' you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
She'll beat you if she's able
You know the queen of heats is always your best bet," Lizzie sang along to the music.
Gordo loved hearing Lizzie sing. She still had a beautiful voice. He thought that maybe someday she'd decide to pursue a career in singing, but even she didn't he'd always love her. He would always get to hear her singing because he was going to marry her and spend the rest of his life with her. She even enjoyed singing, and knew she could handle singing in front of a live crowd. He was still proud of her for turning down a contract so she could have a normal high school life. Gordo put his arm around Lizzie's shoulders and she flashed him a bright smile and leaned her head on his shoulders.
The last song of the night was "Hotel California". Lizzie jumped up to sing along with this song, it was her favorite. She began to dance in the aisle and several other fans joined her. Gordo didn't mind the music, but he wasn't about to dance. He just smiled and watched the love of his life. When she was happy, he was happy.
"On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said,'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,'said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave! "
The concert finished and Lizzie sat down next Gordo, yawned and laid her head on his shoulder again. They had decided to wait for the crowd to clear before they tried to leave. There was no point in fighting the crowd to get to their car so they could sit and wait while people slowly filed out of the parking lot.
"Thank you so much for winning these tickets and bringing me," Lizzie smiled and looked into Gordo's eyes," I had the best time tonight!"
"I'm glad I could just spend the night with you," Gordo kissed the top of Lizzie's head," and it turns out their music isn't half bad."
"Oh Gordo, let's go down to the gift shop and look around," Lizzie suddenly jumped and lead Gordo out of the stadium.
"Hey cool, cds of this tour," Lizzie picked up a cd," I'm going to buy this."
"And I think I'll buy you a tour shirt, and one for myself, so we can remember our first concert together," Gordo picked up a shirt in Lizzie's size.
"Aww Gordo, that's so sweet. I hadn't thought of that," Lizzie gave him a big hug.
They paid for their merchandise and then went to find Gordo's car. The parking lot was mostly empty by the time they found it. They decided to stop and get something to eat before heading home. Their parents knew they'd be out late, so it was only a matter of finding some place open.
A/N: Sorry for the delay between chapters. I don't really have an excuse, just kind of didn't feel like writing. I was busy for a while, lots of trips to Water World and Six Flags Elitch Gardens. I had a good time, now it's back to boredom and writing again. The Eagles are one of my favorite bands, and the two songs I used in the chapter, Desperado and Hotel California are my favorite songs. Reviews always appreciated!