Chapter 3: Jealousy
Where are they? Lizzie asked reffering to her friends Gordo and Miranda. What's taking them so long? She wasn't usualy this impatient but after what happened at school, she wanted to keep her eyes on them. She took a sip of her smoothie and looked up. She choked on her smoothie. There was Gordo and Miranda. Holding hands. She felt the same surge she had felt earlier except this ime it burned with anger. How could Miranda do this to me?! She knew I liked Gordo! And what does she do but go off and steal him from me. She got up and stormed past them still choking on her smoothie.
MIRANDA's ,POV
Miranda stood at the front of the Digital Bean with Gordo. "We have to go in sooner or later," he complained. "Okay, fine," she said taking his hand gingerley and walking through the doors. Surprisingly, it wasn't that bad holding his hand and she relaxed. It felt kind of, right. "Where is she?" he asked himself nervously. "There she is!" he said excitedly as he pulled her over towards to her friend who had just began to choke on her smoothie. "She's so beautiful," Gordo said looking fondly at her. "She's choking on a smoothie, Gordo! How beautiful could someone be choking on a smoothie?" she asked with an unknown emotion of jealousy. "She could make getting trampled by elephants look beautiful," he said in a sort of daze making Miranda roll her eyes. They watched lamely as she stormed past them and out the door, still choking on her smoothie.
GORDO's POV
Gordo watched helplessly as his love walked through the door and he gratefully let go of Miranda's hand. "Well that went well," he said sarcastically. "Well, at least she's jealous," Miranda smiled. "I'm going home," he grumbled. "Oh come on, Gordo. Have a little fun," she said dragging him over to a table and forcing him to sit down. Gordo set his head in his hands and stared at the wall. Miranda sighed and shook her head. He was hopeless.
The next day at school, Lizzie had been trying to avoid him and Miranda. It wasn't until after lunch that she finally talked to him. Even though it was sort of... odd. "Bye, Gordo," Miranda said from down the hall on the way to class. "Bye," he said miserably as he started walking slowly down the hall. He almost had a heart attack when he felt someone pull him into the janitors closet by his shirt. He was thrown into utter darkness. "Who's there?" he called into the darkness. He heard a click and the light bulb hanging from the cieling flickered on giving off a dull light.
"Lizzie?" Before him, Lizzie head hovered before him, only her head was visible in the dark closet. "Gordo, what's going on with you two?" she asked. "With who two?" he asked shrugging. "Gordo! You know who I'm talking about!" she yelled pinning him against the wall in frustration, "Answer me!" A chill went down his spine at her touch. "No, I'm afraid I don't," he said trying to force down a smile. "You and Miranda!" she cried. "Oh, ya, well, we're going out," he said casually. Looked like his plan was working. "Why are you so curious? Your not-jealous are you?" he said coily.
She looked a bit taken back. "No, of course not," she said looking down. The dim light played on her face and Gordo saw a glint of a tear on her eye. "Lizzie," he said placing his hand on her arm. "Just leave me alone," she whispered sweeping out of the closet. Gordo laid his head back on the wall and closed his eyes. He had hurt Lizzie. Something he had never wanted to do. Maybe he hadn't thought the whole thing through.
MIRANDA'S HEAD
"Bye, Gordo,' Miranda said walking down the hall to her next class. "Bye," he answered miserably. She looked over her shoulder and watched as he walked slowly down the hall with his head down and she sighed. She hated seeing him so upset. At that moment she saw Lizzie hop out of the janitors closet and pull Gordo in with her. She felt the same surge she had been feeling lately. It's not jealousy, it's not jealously, she told herself over and over. It couldn't have been jealousy, it was Lizzie that was supposed to be jealous... wasn't it?
A/N:Short, I know and I'm sorry. I'm especially sorry for not updating sooner. Anywho... hope U enjoyed it. Please review! I always appreciate it. I also appreciate ideas for my stories! Mel
Where are they? Lizzie asked reffering to her friends Gordo and Miranda. What's taking them so long? She wasn't usualy this impatient but after what happened at school, she wanted to keep her eyes on them. She took a sip of her smoothie and looked up. She choked on her smoothie. There was Gordo and Miranda. Holding hands. She felt the same surge she had felt earlier except this ime it burned with anger. How could Miranda do this to me?! She knew I liked Gordo! And what does she do but go off and steal him from me. She got up and stormed past them still choking on her smoothie.
MIRANDA's ,POV
Miranda stood at the front of the Digital Bean with Gordo. "We have to go in sooner or later," he complained. "Okay, fine," she said taking his hand gingerley and walking through the doors. Surprisingly, it wasn't that bad holding his hand and she relaxed. It felt kind of, right. "Where is she?" he asked himself nervously. "There she is!" he said excitedly as he pulled her over towards to her friend who had just began to choke on her smoothie. "She's so beautiful," Gordo said looking fondly at her. "She's choking on a smoothie, Gordo! How beautiful could someone be choking on a smoothie?" she asked with an unknown emotion of jealousy. "She could make getting trampled by elephants look beautiful," he said in a sort of daze making Miranda roll her eyes. They watched lamely as she stormed past them and out the door, still choking on her smoothie.
GORDO's POV
Gordo watched helplessly as his love walked through the door and he gratefully let go of Miranda's hand. "Well that went well," he said sarcastically. "Well, at least she's jealous," Miranda smiled. "I'm going home," he grumbled. "Oh come on, Gordo. Have a little fun," she said dragging him over to a table and forcing him to sit down. Gordo set his head in his hands and stared at the wall. Miranda sighed and shook her head. He was hopeless.
The next day at school, Lizzie had been trying to avoid him and Miranda. It wasn't until after lunch that she finally talked to him. Even though it was sort of... odd. "Bye, Gordo," Miranda said from down the hall on the way to class. "Bye," he said miserably as he started walking slowly down the hall. He almost had a heart attack when he felt someone pull him into the janitors closet by his shirt. He was thrown into utter darkness. "Who's there?" he called into the darkness. He heard a click and the light bulb hanging from the cieling flickered on giving off a dull light.
"Lizzie?" Before him, Lizzie head hovered before him, only her head was visible in the dark closet. "Gordo, what's going on with you two?" she asked. "With who two?" he asked shrugging. "Gordo! You know who I'm talking about!" she yelled pinning him against the wall in frustration, "Answer me!" A chill went down his spine at her touch. "No, I'm afraid I don't," he said trying to force down a smile. "You and Miranda!" she cried. "Oh, ya, well, we're going out," he said casually. Looked like his plan was working. "Why are you so curious? Your not-jealous are you?" he said coily.
She looked a bit taken back. "No, of course not," she said looking down. The dim light played on her face and Gordo saw a glint of a tear on her eye. "Lizzie," he said placing his hand on her arm. "Just leave me alone," she whispered sweeping out of the closet. Gordo laid his head back on the wall and closed his eyes. He had hurt Lizzie. Something he had never wanted to do. Maybe he hadn't thought the whole thing through.
MIRANDA'S HEAD
"Bye, Gordo,' Miranda said walking down the hall to her next class. "Bye," he answered miserably. She looked over her shoulder and watched as he walked slowly down the hall with his head down and she sighed. She hated seeing him so upset. At that moment she saw Lizzie hop out of the janitors closet and pull Gordo in with her. She felt the same surge she had been feeling lately. It's not jealousy, it's not jealously, she told herself over and over. It couldn't have been jealousy, it was Lizzie that was supposed to be jealous... wasn't it?
A/N:Short, I know and I'm sorry. I'm especially sorry for not updating sooner. Anywho... hope U enjoyed it. Please review! I always appreciate it. I also appreciate ideas for my stories! Mel