Chapter Eight

A/N: I know these chapters are short. Expect two more tonight.

Oh, and Jersey Princess: Parker McKenzie is the girl that called Gordo short in..I think the episode was called A Gordo story or something. She's the girl with the really high pitched voice, you know who I'm talking about? And Brooke Baker was Gordo's girlfriend in the episode Gordo and the Girl.

Chapter Eight

When Lizzie got home from school that afternoon, her mother told her that Gordo called. So Lizzie ran up to her room and called him back.

After the first ring, Gordo answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's Lizzie."

"I know that."

"My mom said you called," Lizzie said.

"Oh, right," Gordo said.

"Well, what did you need to tell me?"

"Well...I was kinda wondering..if you wanted to that dance with me. Like, as an actual date."

Lizzie froze.

Oh my god, she thought, Gordo is asking me out? Does he feel the same way? Please, please, please...

"Lizzie?" Gordo interrupted her thoughts.

"Oh! Yes! I'd love to," Lizzie said.

"You...mean it?" Gordo asked.

"Yeah," Lizzie said, "I really do. What is this dance for, again?"

"I don't think it even has a purpose," Gordo said, "Just for the heck of it, I guess."

"Yeah. Look, Gordo, I gotta go...throw up..."

"Oh, okay then, bye."

"Bye," Lizzie said and hung up. She ran into the washroom and slammed the door. When she was finished throwing up, the phone rang again, and it was Miranda.

"Hey, Liz!" Miranda said cheerfully, "How ya feelin'?"

"Good," Lizzie answered.

"Guess what!?" Miranda said.

"What?"

"I got a date for the dance!" Miranda shrieked.

"That's awesome! Who's the lucky guy?"

"Larry!"

"Wow, that's great! I mean, every since he's changed his look now, all the girls have been diggin' him," Lizzie said.

"I know! I feel sorry for you, Liz, I mean...what kind of a guy would ask out a pregnant girl?" Miranda asked.

"Gordo would," Lizzie stated.

Miranda was silent for a moment and then said, "What do you mean by that?"

"Gordo asked me to the dance," Lizzie told her.

"OH MY GOD, are you serious? I mean, I saw you two making out at lunch, but I didn't actually think you guys would like, get married!"

"We are NOT gonna get married, Miranda!" Lizzie said.

"And how do you know that?"

"Because, he's moving, and I am not going for a long distance relationship. Besides, we're fifteen. That's gross."

"And being a pregnant at fifteen isn't gross?" Miranda asked.

"No! I mean...whatever, Miranda. Let's just stop," Lizzie said.

"Fine," Miranda said, "So have you thought of any baby names?"

"Miranda, it's way too early for that."

"So? It's fun."

"Fine," Lizzie sighed.

"Okay. So what names do you like for girls?"

"Uh...I like...I think...probably Rachel, or maybe Abigail..." Lizzie told her.

"So is this baby gonna take Gordo's last name?" Miranda asked.

"I guess..."

"I like the name Alexandra."

"Alexandra...Alex, Ally...ew. No, I don't like that," Lizzie said.

"Why not? I love that name..."

"Whatever."

"Do you want a girl? I mean, well, in my opinion, you're not the type of person to have a son. Sorry Liz, you're just...I don't know how to explain it, but I cannot see you with a baby boy."

"Of course I want a girl, and no, I don't see myself with a boy, either," Lizzie said.

"I wonder what this kid is gonna look like...I mean, he or she could end up with blue eyes and blonde hair...or he or she could end up with hazel eyes and brown hair. Or maybe she would have blue eyes and blonde curls, or straight brown and hazel, or maybe blue eyes and straight brown..."

"Okay, okay, Miranda! I get it!" Lizzie interrupted.

"Alright, what other names do you like for a girl?" Miranda asked.

"Either Emily, or Natalie, I guess. Emily...Em, err....Natalie, Nat..."

"Lizzie! I need the phone to call Melina," Matt's voice said.

"Matt! Get off the phone!" Lizzie shrieked.

"It's okay, Liz, I gotta go eat anyways," Miranda said, "Adios!"

"Bye..."

Click.