Chapter Twenty Three

A/N: Hey! Sorry I didn't update for almost a week. I wanted to finish school first. Now that school has been officially over for about...an hour and a half, I decided to write again. Expect another chapter tonight. I'll try to write one. Anyways, here's chapter twenty three.

This chapter sucks major ass, but it's just a short one because I do not want to write this. So this is just some stupid stuff about Brooke's reaction or whatever. Then I'm going to write the next chapter.

Chapter Twenty Three

When they finally arrived at Gordo's apartment, he carried most of Natalie's things to his place and she helped out. Brooke had been sitting on the couch when they first came in.

"Gordo! What the-what's going on? Who's this?" she asked.

Gordo sighed. "This is Natalie," he told her. He explained to her what had happened, and once he was finished, she turned to Natalie with a sympathetic look on her face.

"Ohhh, my gosh, I am so sorry," she said to the seven year old.

Natalie hid behind Gordo.

"She's just shy, I guess," Gordo said, "Or tired...it is late. Wanna go to bed?" he asked Natalie.

She nodded.

"Okay, I'll show you your new room," he said. He led her into the guestroom.

"We'll get you all moved in tomorrow, but this is good for now," he told her.

Natalie didn't say anything.

Oh, man, what should I say to her? Gordo thought. Uhh.....

Gordo bent down in front of Natalie. "Look," he said softly, "I know this is hard for you. It's hard for everyone. But I guess it's worse for you because you have to live in a new place and you don't know anyone. I know what that's like. I moved here when I was fifteen. Now, uh...how about you go grab your pajams so you can change and get some sleep?"

Natalie nodded, and slowly left the room to get her pajamas.

About half an hour later, Gordo and Brooke were sitting on the couch, talking.

"How was your cousin's wedding?" Brooke asked.

"It wasn't that great," he said.

"Oh....I feel really bad for Natalie."

"Yeah. Same."

"She looks like you," Brooke said.

"I guess."

"But the hair, it's not crazy," Brooke said, and laughed softly.

"Shut up!" Gordo laughed and hit her with a pillow.

"Okay, okay, let's be quiet now," Brooke whispered suddenly, putting the pillow down.

"Yeah, you're right...you know what?" Gordo whispered.

"What?"

"I'm tired. I'm going to bed," Gordo said and stood up.

"I'm right behind you," Brooke said, as she got up and grabbed onto Gordo's arm.

A/N: Okay, that was really horrible, I gotta go work on my personal site, but I'm going to write more later. Bye!