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Reviews:
Crash and Burn: Thanks. I just think about what I would want to read, and stuff that I've seen in movies and stuff. They turn out pretty good and since I don't always know where I'm going with the story right off the bat it makes it interesting for me too!
C+M-4ever: Thanks! I love writing fanfics. This is probably as interesting for you as it is for me. Except, I know what Gordo did! Muahaha.
A/N: You might see where this is going now. If not, you'll find out either next chapter or the chapter after.
Just as suspected, Ms. Marlena who was supposed to be chaperoning them, had crashed early with her "recreational things". Everyone knew that they were free to roam wherever they wanted. Lizzie and Miranda took this opportunity to go to Gordo's room.
"Psst. can we come in?" Lizzie and Miranda whispered through the chain-linked door. Gordo hopped off the bed to unlock it.
"Yea, join the party!" Gordo moved to the side, revealing three wine coolers that all of the guys were sharing.
"How did you get that in here?" Miranda asked, running right to them.
"MIRANDA!" Lizzie shouted.
"What, they're doing it!"
"It's fine if they're hung over tomorrow. It's not okay for us to be!" Miranda slid the bottle back into its slot.
"Okay, okay."
"You guys might want to lay off for tonight. We have a big day tomorrow. Do you really want to spoil it by feeling sick all day?" Lizzie made a very good point.
"So we'll just fake sick."
"That is so lame. You'll just be missing a beautiful day with me."
"You can come visit the sickly in their hotel room tomorrow night!"
"Forget it! If you're going to fake sick then there won't be any perks!"
"Fine." Gordo poured the rest of the wine cooler down the bathroom sink. "Happy now?" Gordo asked in a sarcastic tone.
"Very." Lizzie smirked as she leaned up to the wall.
Gordo pulled Lizzie onto the bed with him.
"You could stay the night. It's not like anyone is going to be checking up on us." Lizzie could smell the raspberry after taste on his breath.
"I think I'll pass this time." She jerked away from him.
"Fine. You know, you've been a bummer today." Gordo looked at Lizzie, discouraged.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Gordo pulled Lizzie waist next to his.
"Let's just forget about all this." Lizzie pushed him away.
"Look, you obviously need to regain your sobriety. I'll see you tomorrow." Miranda was silent the entire time. She and Lizzie left the hotel room.
Mark and Jonathan were sitting on the opposite bed trying to hold their laughs back. Gordo glared over at them.
"What!" Gordo snapped, which made Mark and Jonathan laugh even harder.
"Man, your girl is COLD!" Mark laughed.
"Like ice dude. She dissed you!" Jonathan added.
"Shut the hell up. Like you know anything about relationships."
"Ooh. Touchy, touchy! Dude, if you wanna have some real fun then come with us."
"Where?" Gordo sounded bored.
"Stacy, Michelle, and Melissa invited us."
"They're like the hottest girls in school!"
Gordo debated.
"Are you coming or not?" Jonathan held the door open. Gordo threw his hands in the air in a "what the hell" gesture.
"I guess."
Review!
Reviews:
Crash and Burn: Thanks. I just think about what I would want to read, and stuff that I've seen in movies and stuff. They turn out pretty good and since I don't always know where I'm going with the story right off the bat it makes it interesting for me too!
C+M-4ever: Thanks! I love writing fanfics. This is probably as interesting for you as it is for me. Except, I know what Gordo did! Muahaha.
A/N: You might see where this is going now. If not, you'll find out either next chapter or the chapter after.
Just as suspected, Ms. Marlena who was supposed to be chaperoning them, had crashed early with her "recreational things". Everyone knew that they were free to roam wherever they wanted. Lizzie and Miranda took this opportunity to go to Gordo's room.
"Psst. can we come in?" Lizzie and Miranda whispered through the chain-linked door. Gordo hopped off the bed to unlock it.
"Yea, join the party!" Gordo moved to the side, revealing three wine coolers that all of the guys were sharing.
"How did you get that in here?" Miranda asked, running right to them.
"MIRANDA!" Lizzie shouted.
"What, they're doing it!"
"It's fine if they're hung over tomorrow. It's not okay for us to be!" Miranda slid the bottle back into its slot.
"Okay, okay."
"You guys might want to lay off for tonight. We have a big day tomorrow. Do you really want to spoil it by feeling sick all day?" Lizzie made a very good point.
"So we'll just fake sick."
"That is so lame. You'll just be missing a beautiful day with me."
"You can come visit the sickly in their hotel room tomorrow night!"
"Forget it! If you're going to fake sick then there won't be any perks!"
"Fine." Gordo poured the rest of the wine cooler down the bathroom sink. "Happy now?" Gordo asked in a sarcastic tone.
"Very." Lizzie smirked as she leaned up to the wall.
Gordo pulled Lizzie onto the bed with him.
"You could stay the night. It's not like anyone is going to be checking up on us." Lizzie could smell the raspberry after taste on his breath.
"I think I'll pass this time." She jerked away from him.
"Fine. You know, you've been a bummer today." Gordo looked at Lizzie, discouraged.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Gordo pulled Lizzie waist next to his.
"Let's just forget about all this." Lizzie pushed him away.
"Look, you obviously need to regain your sobriety. I'll see you tomorrow." Miranda was silent the entire time. She and Lizzie left the hotel room.
Mark and Jonathan were sitting on the opposite bed trying to hold their laughs back. Gordo glared over at them.
"What!" Gordo snapped, which made Mark and Jonathan laugh even harder.
"Man, your girl is COLD!" Mark laughed.
"Like ice dude. She dissed you!" Jonathan added.
"Shut the hell up. Like you know anything about relationships."
"Ooh. Touchy, touchy! Dude, if you wanna have some real fun then come with us."
"Where?" Gordo sounded bored.
"Stacy, Michelle, and Melissa invited us."
"They're like the hottest girls in school!"
Gordo debated.
"Are you coming or not?" Jonathan held the door open. Gordo threw his hands in the air in a "what the hell" gesture.
"I guess."
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