A/N: Here's chapter 4. It's a little shorter than the last one, actually a lot shorter, but I don't think any of them will be that long again, I don't know though. here's the next chapter, please drop me a review.
I-Got-Butterflyz- To answer your question, this story will have flashbacks back until, like, Lizzie and Gordo were toddlers (of course, it will skip years between, and the younger one's will be shoved into one or two chapters) but then when it goes "back to the beginning", there will be a few chapters after that (I'm not sure how many yet) and then the story will be done. But I will continue to write more L/G stories. thanks for the review!
Back to the Beginning
Chapter 4: Thursday
Lizzie slipped on her white tennis shoes, and then walked over to the mirror. Thursday was "Lounge Day". Lizzie had chosen to wear a pair of pink pajama pants with two white strips down each side. She added a blue and pink tank top, and a pink bandana to finish her ensemble.
Lizzie stretched before grabbing her backpack and walking out of her room. It was bound to be another very eventful day, everyday during homecoming week was eventful. Especially this year, the school had started a new tradition with a game stick and a spirit stick. They had a pep rally every day, during each pep rally there would be little games. For example, today was going to be tug-of-war. Two classes (5 girls and 5 boys from each class) went against each other. Then the winners and loser played each other. Whoever won these games, got the game stick.
The spirit stick was for the battle cry. Whichever class could say there's the loudest, got the spirit stick. What made these tradition so interesting though, was the fact that whoever didn't win, would try to steal the stick from whatever class did win. It was quite funny, actually, to watch a small freshman girl out run a bunch of Varsity football players.
Lizzie shook her head, and continued to lug her backpack down the stairs. She clicked her tongue as she set her bookbag beside the steps, and walked into the living room to say good-bye to her mom, quickly. She was running semi-late this morning.
After saying bye to her family, Lizzie and Matt both entered her car. Since Matt was a freshman this year, they went to the same school. Some days Lizzie drove him, other days she made him take the bus. Lizzie's cell phone rang just as Lizzie was pulling out of the driveway. The title 'Miranda's cell' flashed across the screen.
Lizzie clicked the talk button. "Hey, chica! What's up?"
"Fashion emergency!" Miranda cried.
Lizzie giggled. "Isn't it a little late in the morning to be having a fashion emergency?"
"Lizzie! This is no time for laughs. Should I wear my red pajamas or my blue ones?"
"Red," Lizzie answered confidently.
"Ooh. Thanks so much, girl," Miranda responded, and then hung up quickly. Lizzie shook her head as she closed her silver flip phone.
Lizzie tapped her pen against her calculus book. This was not making sense at all. At the moment, Gordo was no where in sight either.
"Phfft. I'm never going to get this," Lizzie cried out, incoherently under her breath.
"Hey, Lizzie!" Exclaimed a peppy voice, the owner of the voice took a seat beside Lizzie.
"Hey, Parker," Lizzie responded, with not even half the pep that Parker had given her.
"Have you seen Gordo lately?"
Lizzie looked up, a scrutinizing look on her face. "Why?"
"Oh, no reason. Well, okay. He promised to help me with my calculus today at lunch. And I can't find him," Parker lied.
Lizzie stared at Parker, shocked. He had promised to help her, Lizzie, with calculus at lunch. "Oh, he promised?"
Parker nodded. "More or less. He said if he had some spare time." Parker hoped that these vicious lies were coming out believable.
Lizzie nodded. So he was still going to help her, then help Parker if he had time.
"Yeah," Parker continued, and Lizzie really wished she'd just stop talking, "He said he had some other business to attend to, he said it was with Nicole, or something."
"Nicole?" Lizzie questioned. Now why on earth would he be helping Nicole? Nicole was one of Gordo's only ex-girlfriends. They had gone out briefly in their sophomore year, only for Gordo to break up with her only a week after the relationship had started. He later confessed to Lizzie that none of his other relationships worked out because the girls weren't her. Lizzie had felt touched, and so loved, when he had told her that.
"Yeah, see?" Parker started. "They're at that table over there," she pointed in the direction of Gordo and Nicole. And yes, indeed, Lizzie noticed, there they were. Was Gordo breaking their "date" to hang out with other girls? Was Gordo cheating on her?
Lizzie shook her head. She was being ridiculous. Gordo would never do that to her.
Parker grinned, evilly. This was working out so much better than she had planned. She had never expected Gordo to be talking to Nicole, but there he was, and it couldn't have made Parker happier.
Lizzie watched in horror as Gordo leaned over and gave Nicole a quick peck on the cheek. Parker's grinned widened even more. She had no idea what Gordo was doing, but whatever it was, she was sure glad he was doing it.
"Oh, wow! I didn't see that one coming," Parker said, turning to face Lizzie. "Well, maybe I'll just leave you two alone." She gracefully got up and walked away.
No way could have that gone any better. They were sure to break-up now. Weren't they?
Gordo grinned happily as he walked away from Nicole's table. His plan was really falling into place, and with the help of Nicole, it would be flawless. He walked over beside Lizzie, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, and sat down beside her. He wrapped his arm around her waist protectively.
Normally, Lizzie would have loved the feeling of being in his arms, but right now, it came with the sense of betrayal.
"Hey, Lizzie, what are we working on today?"
Lizzie looked up and smiled. "Actually, Gordo, I need to talk to you about something. Something important."
The goofy grin left Gordo's face. "What is it? Is something wrong?" He asked her, worriedly. Lizzie simply shrugged in response.
"What were you talking to Nicole about?"
Gordo raised an eyebrow. "Why, is someone jealous?" He asked, teasing her. After she gave no indication of finding it funny, Gordo realized that this was much more serious.
Gordo remembered the kiss he had given Nicole. Had Lizzie seen that?
Is that what this was about?
Did Lizzie think he was cheating on her?
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Lizzie, you do know that Nicole has a boyfriend, right? One she's been with for like, two years?"
The statement didn't calm Lizzie's thoughts any. If Gordo could cheat on her, than couldn't Nicole cheat on whoever her boyfriend was?
"Lizzie. Hey," Gordo started, cupping her chin in his hand, "I was- well, I can't tell you. But I swear, I wasn't cheating on you, I could never cheat on you."
"Never?"
"Never," Gordo stated, firmly.
Lizzie smiled slightly. "Why can't you tell me?"
"It's a surprise," he told her, resting his forehead against her. He knew she loved surprises.
Her eyes lit up in suspense. "Ooh! Ooh, ooh, ooh! What kind of surprise?"
Gordo shook his head slightly. "If I told you, it would be much of a surprise now, would it?"
Lizzie pouted slightly. "No, Lizzie. No puppy face."
"Please?"
Gordo shook his head firmly, letting Lizzie know that he was very serious about not telling her. "Fine," she pouted, "than no more kisses for you, for the rest of the day."
Gordo looked at her, and once again replaced his forehead against hers. "None?"
"None."
"Not even one, little, tiny one?"
"Nope, not even one, little, tiny one," Lizzie mocked him.
"How about one super teeny one?" He tried again, using a little kids voice.
Lizzie giggled. He was so cute. "Okay, maybe one super teeny one," she responded, pausing to watch his reaction.
His eyes lit up like a little kid on Christmas morning. "Oh! Goody!" Lizzie giggled, but what cut off by Gordo's lips descending on hers.
Parker slammed her lunch tray down, frustrated. "What does it take to break them up?" She asked Amber, furiously.
Amber shrugged. "I don't think you can," she told Parker truthfully.
"Yes, I can. And I will. If it's the last thing I do, I'll break them up."
Amber simply shook her head. She didn't dare tell Parker how silly and childish she was being. "Whatever you say, Parker, whatever you say."
Miranda rolled her eyes as she watched Lizzie and Gordo kiss. They had been kissing for a few minutes already, and she really didn't want to interrupt them, but she needed homework help.
As she headed over to the table, the two broke apart for air. Miranda heard Lizzie giggle. "Now will you tell me?" She asked Gordo.
Miranda watched as Gordo firmly shook his head, giving Lizzie another quick kiss. "You'll find out soon enough, all I can say is that she's helping me with something."
"Something for me?" Lizzie questioned him, mischievously.
This time, Gordo nodded. "Yes, something for you," he told her, teasingly. Lizzie giggled again, and gave Gordo another kiss.
"You're so sweet, Gordo."
"You don't even know what it is."
Lizzie shrugged. "I still think you're sweet," she told him, leaning in to give him another kiss. Miranda decided this would be a good time to interrupt.
"Hey, Gordo," she said, and the two broke apart and greeted her happily. "I need some help with calculus."
"Well," he started, "You're just in luck, because so does Lizzie."
Bushels of students trooped into the high school gymnasium. It was time for the pep rally. The freshman were seated among the freshman, the sophomores amongst themselves, and so on for the juniors and seniors.
Lizzie clamped onto Gordo's hand, happily. She leaned her head onto his shoulder. Gordo looked down at her, she was like an angel to him. He smiled and ran a hand through her hair. He leaned down, so his mouth was pressed against her ear, "I love you," he told her quietly.
"I love you too," she mouthed up to him. She didn't bother saying it out loud, her voice was to soft spoken for him to hear it over the constant chatter between people everywhere in the gym.
Lizzie watched as the senior class president gave up both the spirit stick and the game stick, that the seniors had won the day before. She handed them to one of the main advisors of the "games and entertainment" of homecoming week. The teacher smiled her thanks, and the student returned to her seat in the bleachers.
Lizzie smiled happily as the pep rally began.
The tug-of-war game went well, for the seniors. It was rigged ever year, supposedly a random drawing of who went against who, but it always ended up being seniors against freshman, and then juniors against sophomores. Then, it was always juniors against seniors, with seniors winning.
Homecoming was all about seniors, they were expected to win in everything. Although, Lizzie's class had broken that record their freshman year, always giving the senior class a run for their money. Sometimes, they even came out on top.
So, the seniors were once again rewarded with the game stick.
The battle cry was next, it was no contest really. After they had shouted, very loudly, the battle cry (Seniors, seniors, don't be shy, let us hear your battle cry. V-I-C-T-O-R-Y, that's the senior battle cry), it was anonymous that the seniors had won.
Lizzie smiled brightly as she walked out of the gym, her hand intertwined with Gordo's. They headed slowly back to class, trying to waste as much time as possible.
"So," Gordo asked, "Do you think we can do anything tonight?"
Lizzie shrugged. "I want to Gordo, I really do, but I have practice, and then I have a lot of homework to get done. But hey, if you wanna come over after practice, you can eat supper with us, and then we can do homework together," Lizzie suggested.
Gordo nodded his head. Not exactly his idea of a super fun night, but he knew he'd have fun no matter what they did. Lizzie just had that affect on him.
"Sure, Liz, that sounds great."
"Great. But tomorrow, after the game, I promise, Gordo."
Gordo nodded again, but this time didn't respond. It was really a rhetorical statement.
Parker looked at the information that she held in her hands.
"Perfect," she spoke in a whisper, "Absolutely perfect."
"What's perfect?" Amber questioned, coming up to Parker.
"This," Parker held up a large collection of papers, "This is guaranteed, 100%, to break up that stupid super couple."
Amber rolled her eyes, very much doubting it. She reached out her hand tentatively, and grabbed the papers. Her eyes skimmed the words as her jaw dropped. She turned the papers, skimming them all.
"Oh, my God, Parker. Where on earth did you get these?"
"Oh," she started, smugly, "I have my ways. But anyways, Lizzie will never trust Gordo again, and look at these--" Parker paused, and a few letters appeared from behind her back, "Get these into the hands of Gordo, and he'll never trust her again."
Amber grabbed the new information, skimming it just as she had the previous stuff. "Are these real?"
"Those one's are," she started, pointing to the first collection, "The second one's aren't, but I doubt Gordo would ever notice."
Amber looked up slowly. "Are you going to actually give these to them?"
Parker nodded, enthusiastically. "Of course, I'm going to wait until my final plan, the night of the homecoming dance, and then I'll get these things into their hands, and Gordo will be mine."
"What are you doing on Saturday?"
Parker licked her lips. "You'll find out on Saturday. So what do you think?"
Amber continued to look Parker in the eyes. "I hate to admit it, Parker, but you're right. These will definitely break them up."
Parker grinned, satisfied. She grabbed all the papers back from Ambers hands and shoved them in her back pack, where they would sit, forgotten, until the day after the dance.
A/N: Hmm, interesting. I hope this isn't getting confusing, don't worry though, it will all tie in together. The next few chapters will probably be relatively short. Some of the chapters may be boring, but stick with me, it will hopefully be worth it. I'm going to wait until I finish The Prince You Charmed before I post another story, unless it's just another one shot. I don't want to many stories that I have to get updated at once. But that one should be complete pretty soon, I'm not sure exactly how soon. Okay, I'm rambling. Please review, let me now what you think.
