Chapter Twelve
A/N: Okay, I hate filling in the blanks, when there's nothing to really write about, so I am kinda skipping ahead. And please keep reviewing. Oh, and guess what? I know it's only been like ONE DAY, but I decided on a name. I don't know why, but I just love this name...I'm going to tell you what the name is though. And it's pretty obvious why. I don't know exactly how to write the part where Lizzie gives birth or whatever, so I am just gonna do something different, because, as you know, this is my story, and I can do whatever I want. Anyways, here's chapter eleven, and chapter twelve is coming later tonight.
There is a cliffhanger at the end, and guess what the best part about that is?
You can read the next chapter, so we're all good!
Chapter Eleven
July 2004
"Hey, Gordo, wait up!"
Gordo turned around to see his girlfriend, Brooke Morgan, run up to him from the food court of the mall.
"Hey," he said.
"What are you doing here?" Brooke asked, grabbing Gordo's hand.
"Just hanging around," Gordo told her, "You?"
"My mom wanted me to get something for her at some stupid makeup store," Brooke told him.
Ever since Gordo and Brooke had first spoken, they had become inseperable. Gordo finally decided to drop his feelings for Lizzie, and move on to someone else.....like Brooke. One day, he went up to Brooke and asked her out. Brooke answered with a "Yes!" before he could even finish what he was saying. They'd been going out ever since.
"Have you seen Charlie lately?" Gordo asked.
"Nope, I think he still has strep throat," Brooke said, stopping by a store and stared at some purses in the window.
"Oh," Gordo said.
Charlie Robinson was Gordo's new best friend. Besides Brooke. A couple months after Gordo moved, Brooke had convinced him to join a few clubs, where he made a bunch of new friends.
"Hey, it's July, isn't it?" Brooke asked.
"Yeah...." Gordo said slowly, as if Brooke was stupid.
"Yeah! It's July, Gordo!"
"So...?"
"So!? Your baby's gonna be due soon and all you can say is 'So'?"
Brooke knew all about Lizzie, and what had happened between the two of them. Gordo had told her a week after they had become officially boyfriend/girlfriend. Brooke didn't seem to think much of it. She seemed really supportive about it.
"Oh...I completely forgot," Gordo told her.
"How can you forget, Gordo? It's your baby, too. Not just Lizzie's..." Brooke said.
"I know, I'm not a moron."
The couple continued walking through the mall until Brooke looked at her watch and said, "It's six o'clock. I gotta go..."
"Oh, in that case, I'll walk you home," Gordo said.
So the two walked home together in silence. When they approached Brooke's doorstep Gordo placed a kiss on Brooke's cheek.
"Call me, okay?" Brooke said.
"Okay."
A few minutes later, Gordo walked through the front door of his house. He went into the dining room where he found his parents, drinking tea.
"Hello, David," Roberta said cheerfully, "Have a seat." She smiled.
"Yes, sit down, son," Howard gestured to the chair beside him.
Gordo stared at his parents for what seemed an eternity. "Alright, what's this all about?" he asked.
"Nothing, nothing at all," Roberta said, "So how was your trip to the mall?"
"I ran into Brooke, nothing big," Gordo replied.
"Ooooh, you know, David, you should cherish life. It goes by so quickly. Life is a gift," Roberta told him.
"Okaaaaay..."
"Your mother's right, son," Howard chimed in, "You know, every day a child is born." He said the last bit slowly, as if he was trying to tell Gordo something.
"Are you feeling alright?" Gordo asked.
"We're fine, better than ever!" Roberta said as she took a sip of her tea.
"You sure?" Gordo asked.
Roberta decided to let it go. He's never going to get the message, she thought as she turned to her husband.
"So, what else did Jo say to you on the telephone?" Howard asked, completely ignoring his son.
"Well, I asked her how she got our number, and she told me that Gabriella gave it to her," Roberta told him.
"Interesting."
"Yes, it is."
Roberta turned to Gordo.
"David, you may go to your room and do something," Roberta said to him.
"No, thanks, I'm fine where I am," Gordo smiled.
"Alright," Roberta said.
They sat in silence for a couple of minutes before Roberta said, "Oh, come on, David, how could you be so clueless!?"
"What'd I do?" Gordo asked.
"For goodness sake, David!" Howard said.
"What!?"
"Your daughter was born last night and all you can think about is how hot Brooke looked today, am I wrong!?" Roberta shouted.
A/N: Okay, I hate filling in the blanks, when there's nothing to really write about, so I am kinda skipping ahead. And please keep reviewing. Oh, and guess what? I know it's only been like ONE DAY, but I decided on a name. I don't know why, but I just love this name...I'm going to tell you what the name is though. And it's pretty obvious why. I don't know exactly how to write the part where Lizzie gives birth or whatever, so I am just gonna do something different, because, as you know, this is my story, and I can do whatever I want. Anyways, here's chapter eleven, and chapter twelve is coming later tonight.
There is a cliffhanger at the end, and guess what the best part about that is?
You can read the next chapter, so we're all good!
Chapter Eleven
July 2004
"Hey, Gordo, wait up!"
Gordo turned around to see his girlfriend, Brooke Morgan, run up to him from the food court of the mall.
"Hey," he said.
"What are you doing here?" Brooke asked, grabbing Gordo's hand.
"Just hanging around," Gordo told her, "You?"
"My mom wanted me to get something for her at some stupid makeup store," Brooke told him.
Ever since Gordo and Brooke had first spoken, they had become inseperable. Gordo finally decided to drop his feelings for Lizzie, and move on to someone else.....like Brooke. One day, he went up to Brooke and asked her out. Brooke answered with a "Yes!" before he could even finish what he was saying. They'd been going out ever since.
"Have you seen Charlie lately?" Gordo asked.
"Nope, I think he still has strep throat," Brooke said, stopping by a store and stared at some purses in the window.
"Oh," Gordo said.
Charlie Robinson was Gordo's new best friend. Besides Brooke. A couple months after Gordo moved, Brooke had convinced him to join a few clubs, where he made a bunch of new friends.
"Hey, it's July, isn't it?" Brooke asked.
"Yeah...." Gordo said slowly, as if Brooke was stupid.
"Yeah! It's July, Gordo!"
"So...?"
"So!? Your baby's gonna be due soon and all you can say is 'So'?"
Brooke knew all about Lizzie, and what had happened between the two of them. Gordo had told her a week after they had become officially boyfriend/girlfriend. Brooke didn't seem to think much of it. She seemed really supportive about it.
"Oh...I completely forgot," Gordo told her.
"How can you forget, Gordo? It's your baby, too. Not just Lizzie's..." Brooke said.
"I know, I'm not a moron."
The couple continued walking through the mall until Brooke looked at her watch and said, "It's six o'clock. I gotta go..."
"Oh, in that case, I'll walk you home," Gordo said.
So the two walked home together in silence. When they approached Brooke's doorstep Gordo placed a kiss on Brooke's cheek.
"Call me, okay?" Brooke said.
"Okay."
A few minutes later, Gordo walked through the front door of his house. He went into the dining room where he found his parents, drinking tea.
"Hello, David," Roberta said cheerfully, "Have a seat." She smiled.
"Yes, sit down, son," Howard gestured to the chair beside him.
Gordo stared at his parents for what seemed an eternity. "Alright, what's this all about?" he asked.
"Nothing, nothing at all," Roberta said, "So how was your trip to the mall?"
"I ran into Brooke, nothing big," Gordo replied.
"Ooooh, you know, David, you should cherish life. It goes by so quickly. Life is a gift," Roberta told him.
"Okaaaaay..."
"Your mother's right, son," Howard chimed in, "You know, every day a child is born." He said the last bit slowly, as if he was trying to tell Gordo something.
"Are you feeling alright?" Gordo asked.
"We're fine, better than ever!" Roberta said as she took a sip of her tea.
"You sure?" Gordo asked.
Roberta decided to let it go. He's never going to get the message, she thought as she turned to her husband.
"So, what else did Jo say to you on the telephone?" Howard asked, completely ignoring his son.
"Well, I asked her how she got our number, and she told me that Gabriella gave it to her," Roberta told him.
"Interesting."
"Yes, it is."
Roberta turned to Gordo.
"David, you may go to your room and do something," Roberta said to him.
"No, thanks, I'm fine where I am," Gordo smiled.
"Alright," Roberta said.
They sat in silence for a couple of minutes before Roberta said, "Oh, come on, David, how could you be so clueless!?"
"What'd I do?" Gordo asked.
"For goodness sake, David!" Howard said.
"What!?"
"Your daughter was born last night and all you can think about is how hot Brooke looked today, am I wrong!?" Roberta shouted.