Chapter 14 - advice in odd places (Sometimes life's greatest lessons come
from where you would least expect it)
David Gordon sat in his math class on a crisp fall morning. This was an honors course that neither Miranda nor Lizzie was in. Kate, however, was in this class. She had decided to sit next to him too. Looking at the other faces in the room, Gordo could understand why. As best as he could tell, he was the only one that she knew in that class. Their teacher had given them their homework assignment and left the room to take care of something. Gordo had been working quietly on his homework but now he was just thinking about nothing in particular.
"David?" Gordo heard Kate say his name. He turned to respond to her question.
"Yes, Why are you calling me David?" Gordo asked upon realizing Kate had called him by his first name and not his nickname.
"Since I called you by it one day and you responded to it. I prefer calling you David to Gordo. Is that ok?" She asked, hoping he was ok with it.
"Sure," he responded truthfully. Ever since the start of the school year, more and more people had been calling him David and he had grown to accept and even kind of like being called by his first name.
"There's something on your mind isn't there?" She inquired when she got a good look at his face.
Gordo thought about throwing up his guard but decided he needed the help. He then answered her with a simple, "Yeah, there is."
He then reached into his pocket and pulled out 2 pieces of paper. One was the poem about Lizzie. The other was the poem about Miranda. He took a deep breath and handed them to Kate. Kate looked at Gordo curiously.
"One is about Lizzie and the other is about Miranda," Gordo stated when he saw the look on her face. With that she gave Gordo an understanding look and unfolded the pieces of paper. She began to read them.
A few minutes later she looked up from the writings and blurted out, "Oh, wow!"
David Gordon sat in his math class on a crisp fall morning. This was an honors course that neither Miranda nor Lizzie was in. Kate, however, was in this class. She had decided to sit next to him too. Looking at the other faces in the room, Gordo could understand why. As best as he could tell, he was the only one that she knew in that class. Their teacher had given them their homework assignment and left the room to take care of something. Gordo had been working quietly on his homework but now he was just thinking about nothing in particular.
"David?" Gordo heard Kate say his name. He turned to respond to her question.
"Yes, Why are you calling me David?" Gordo asked upon realizing Kate had called him by his first name and not his nickname.
"Since I called you by it one day and you responded to it. I prefer calling you David to Gordo. Is that ok?" She asked, hoping he was ok with it.
"Sure," he responded truthfully. Ever since the start of the school year, more and more people had been calling him David and he had grown to accept and even kind of like being called by his first name.
"There's something on your mind isn't there?" She inquired when she got a good look at his face.
Gordo thought about throwing up his guard but decided he needed the help. He then answered her with a simple, "Yeah, there is."
He then reached into his pocket and pulled out 2 pieces of paper. One was the poem about Lizzie. The other was the poem about Miranda. He took a deep breath and handed them to Kate. Kate looked at Gordo curiously.
"One is about Lizzie and the other is about Miranda," Gordo stated when he saw the look on her face. With that she gave Gordo an understanding look and unfolded the pieces of paper. She began to read them.
A few minutes later she looked up from the writings and blurted out, "Oh, wow!"