Chapter Thirteen
A/N: Sorry for not updating for a couple of days...lol. I had tons of homework. Anyways, here's chapter thirteen.
Chapter Thirteen
"W-what?" Gordo asked, completely shocked.
"I bet all you're thinking about at the moment is how hot your girlfriend looked today, am I wrong?" Roberta repeated.
"No, not that, the first part."
"Lizzie went into labour yesterday," Gordo's mother told him, "She gave birth to a healthy baby girl at around 11:30 last night."
"Oh...and...it's a...." Gordo stammered.
"It's a girl," Howard said. He smiled.
"And now you're being all supportive about this?" Gordo asked.
"We've always been supportive, David, why would you think that we weren't?"
"Because....you guys just..."
"David, we will always love you, no matter what mistakes you make, we'll always love you," Roberta assured him, "And we love our granddaughter."
"Riiiight," Gordo said sarcastically.
"David! Don't be rude to your mother!"
"I wasn't!"
"Let's just stop arguing," Roberta said.
"Yes, let's stop," Howard agreed.
"So? What's her name?" Gordo asked after a moment of silence.
"Natalie Joanna Gordon," Roberta told him, "What a beautiful name. Can you believe it, David? You have a daughter."
"Yeah...."
Suddenly they heard the phone ring in the next room. Gordo left his parents and picked up the reciever.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's me. Why didn't you call?" Brooke asked.
"Oh, well, I was kinda talking to my parents about something," Gordo told her.
"I see," Brooke said, "I was wondering, do you wanna come over and watch a movie or something?"
"Sure, I guess," Gordo replied, "What time?"
"Oooo...I was thinking about....now? I mean, we need time to....do stuff...before the movie...."
"Like...?"
"Make out," Brooke said shyly, "We hardly ever do that anymore."
"Fine," Gordo said.
"So...?"
"'So' what?"
"What's up with Lizzie? Have you heard from her?" Brooke asked.
"Why do you keep asking me this?"
"Because," Brooke replied, "I wanna know."
"Fine," Gordo said, "I'll tell you when I come over, alright?"
"So you have heard from her!"
"Why are you so obsessed with this?" Gordo asked.
"Because I just wanna know whether or not I have a future step-child," Brooke answered.
Gordo laughed. "You really think we're going to get married? I mean, we're fifteen. We have a whole life to plan out."
"You can always plan ahead," Brooke said.
"Wait a minute," Gordo said, "Someone's trying to get through the other line."
"Alright," Brooke said.
Gordo switched over and said, "Hello?"
"....Gordo?"
Gordo hesitated.
What the....?
Is this her?
Really her?
"...Lizzie?"
A/N: Sorry for not updating for a couple of days...lol. I had tons of homework. Anyways, here's chapter thirteen.
Chapter Thirteen
"W-what?" Gordo asked, completely shocked.
"I bet all you're thinking about at the moment is how hot your girlfriend looked today, am I wrong?" Roberta repeated.
"No, not that, the first part."
"Lizzie went into labour yesterday," Gordo's mother told him, "She gave birth to a healthy baby girl at around 11:30 last night."
"Oh...and...it's a...." Gordo stammered.
"It's a girl," Howard said. He smiled.
"And now you're being all supportive about this?" Gordo asked.
"We've always been supportive, David, why would you think that we weren't?"
"Because....you guys just..."
"David, we will always love you, no matter what mistakes you make, we'll always love you," Roberta assured him, "And we love our granddaughter."
"Riiiight," Gordo said sarcastically.
"David! Don't be rude to your mother!"
"I wasn't!"
"Let's just stop arguing," Roberta said.
"Yes, let's stop," Howard agreed.
"So? What's her name?" Gordo asked after a moment of silence.
"Natalie Joanna Gordon," Roberta told him, "What a beautiful name. Can you believe it, David? You have a daughter."
"Yeah...."
Suddenly they heard the phone ring in the next room. Gordo left his parents and picked up the reciever.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's me. Why didn't you call?" Brooke asked.
"Oh, well, I was kinda talking to my parents about something," Gordo told her.
"I see," Brooke said, "I was wondering, do you wanna come over and watch a movie or something?"
"Sure, I guess," Gordo replied, "What time?"
"Oooo...I was thinking about....now? I mean, we need time to....do stuff...before the movie...."
"Like...?"
"Make out," Brooke said shyly, "We hardly ever do that anymore."
"Fine," Gordo said.
"So...?"
"'So' what?"
"What's up with Lizzie? Have you heard from her?" Brooke asked.
"Why do you keep asking me this?"
"Because," Brooke replied, "I wanna know."
"Fine," Gordo said, "I'll tell you when I come over, alright?"
"So you have heard from her!"
"Why are you so obsessed with this?" Gordo asked.
"Because I just wanna know whether or not I have a future step-child," Brooke answered.
Gordo laughed. "You really think we're going to get married? I mean, we're fifteen. We have a whole life to plan out."
"You can always plan ahead," Brooke said.
"Wait a minute," Gordo said, "Someone's trying to get through the other line."
"Alright," Brooke said.
Gordo switched over and said, "Hello?"
"....Gordo?"
Gordo hesitated.
What the....?
Is this her?
Really her?
"...Lizzie?"