Chapter Seven
A/N: I know the last chapter was short, but whatever. I'm updating so much now because when I think of a new fanfic, I plan it out all in my head, the plot, the new characters, the location, etc. So I just feel like updating more and more. And this story is going to be around 20 chapters or something. Oh, and my friend's sister is a teen mom and she had to go to drop out of normal high school and she had to go to some school for teen parents, and they learned all the stuff you need to know about being a parent and whatever, so that's how I know about that type of school, in case no one really heard of that. So yeah.
Oh, yeah, and this chapter is gonna be L/G, I haven't been putting much stuff between them in here, so yeah.
Chapter Seven
"What?" Lizzie asked.
Gordo sat down beside her.
"I should have told you this morning, but I couldn't because Miranda was there, and then we were on the bus where almost everyone could hear, and it's about the....thing," Gordo said.
"The 'thing'?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah, uh...you know, the baby?"
"Oh...yeah..." Lizzie said, "So what happened?"
"Well I told my parents."
"...And how'd they take it?" Lizzie asked.
"Well first my mom completely flipped out, and then my dad gave me a huge lecture, and then my mom called up your mom and asked if it was true, and then she told her that we were moving in January," Gordo told her.
"Oh..."
"Yeah. Then my mom said to me that 'I should be lucky that we're moving because then I won't have to take care of this baby.' Isn't that insane? She acted as if I don't care about it!"
"Why would your mom say something like that?"
"I don't know, it's not like her. I remember her telling me about some patient she had a couple years back. The patient was flipping out because her teenage daughter got pregnant, and had to drop out of high school, and get four jobs. And then my mother said to me that she felt sorry for the girl, and now when you're pregnant with my baby she goes all weird on me."
"That sucks. Try talking to her or something," Lizzie said.
"Yeah, I'm going to," Gordo said.
The two stared at each other silently for a few minutes. Then Lizzie looked around them and saw that about five couples were making out like crazy.
"Ugh! Doesn't anyone have anything better to do than make out?" Lizzie said.
"It's not SO bad, Liz," Gordo told her.
"Well, I can't just get up and go make out with some random guy! I mean, look at me!" Lizzie whined.
"What's so bad about yourself? You're beautiful, even if you're gonna become a mother at sixteen," Gordo blurted out.
Lizzie hesitated before saying, "What did you mean about that?"
"I...don't know..." Gordo stammered.
The two friends suddenly found themselves slowly leaning in towards each other. Gordo placed his hand on Lizzie's cheek and pressed his lips against hers. He thought she would pull away, but she kissed him back.
They both pulled apart and sat there, staring at each other.
"Uh...thanks..." Lizzie said, a smile forming at her lips.
"Your welcome..." Gordo said.
Suddenly the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch and the beginning of class.
A/N: I know the last chapter was short, but whatever. I'm updating so much now because when I think of a new fanfic, I plan it out all in my head, the plot, the new characters, the location, etc. So I just feel like updating more and more. And this story is going to be around 20 chapters or something. Oh, and my friend's sister is a teen mom and she had to go to drop out of normal high school and she had to go to some school for teen parents, and they learned all the stuff you need to know about being a parent and whatever, so that's how I know about that type of school, in case no one really heard of that. So yeah.
Oh, yeah, and this chapter is gonna be L/G, I haven't been putting much stuff between them in here, so yeah.
Chapter Seven
"What?" Lizzie asked.
Gordo sat down beside her.
"I should have told you this morning, but I couldn't because Miranda was there, and then we were on the bus where almost everyone could hear, and it's about the....thing," Gordo said.
"The 'thing'?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah, uh...you know, the baby?"
"Oh...yeah..." Lizzie said, "So what happened?"
"Well I told my parents."
"...And how'd they take it?" Lizzie asked.
"Well first my mom completely flipped out, and then my dad gave me a huge lecture, and then my mom called up your mom and asked if it was true, and then she told her that we were moving in January," Gordo told her.
"Oh..."
"Yeah. Then my mom said to me that 'I should be lucky that we're moving because then I won't have to take care of this baby.' Isn't that insane? She acted as if I don't care about it!"
"Why would your mom say something like that?"
"I don't know, it's not like her. I remember her telling me about some patient she had a couple years back. The patient was flipping out because her teenage daughter got pregnant, and had to drop out of high school, and get four jobs. And then my mother said to me that she felt sorry for the girl, and now when you're pregnant with my baby she goes all weird on me."
"That sucks. Try talking to her or something," Lizzie said.
"Yeah, I'm going to," Gordo said.
The two stared at each other silently for a few minutes. Then Lizzie looked around them and saw that about five couples were making out like crazy.
"Ugh! Doesn't anyone have anything better to do than make out?" Lizzie said.
"It's not SO bad, Liz," Gordo told her.
"Well, I can't just get up and go make out with some random guy! I mean, look at me!" Lizzie whined.
"What's so bad about yourself? You're beautiful, even if you're gonna become a mother at sixteen," Gordo blurted out.
Lizzie hesitated before saying, "What did you mean about that?"
"I...don't know..." Gordo stammered.
The two friends suddenly found themselves slowly leaning in towards each other. Gordo placed his hand on Lizzie's cheek and pressed his lips against hers. He thought she would pull away, but she kissed him back.
They both pulled apart and sat there, staring at each other.
"Uh...thanks..." Lizzie said, a smile forming at her lips.
"Your welcome..." Gordo said.
Suddenly the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch and the beginning of class.