DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LIZZIE MCGUIRE! Wow! Thanks for the great reviews and patience. I have a science project presentation tomorrow, and by some luck, I am the first person to go. I hate presentations. Anyway, think of me tomorrow (Friday) at like one in the afternoon.
Oh, and the Italian I use in this story, unless otherwise noted, is actual Italian. I don't claim to be fluent, but I am trying to learn.
Also, geography and me don't really go together, especially specific geography of Italy and where ports are and everything, so for the point of this story, feel free to doubt everything I say, but I wrote it knowing that it might not be totally correct.
Chapter Nine
The next morning, early enough for it to be dark, Gordo, Lizzie, Miranda, and Ethan were outside, seeing Lizzie and Gordo off on their road trip. There was obvious tension between Lizzie and Gordo, but Miranda decided to pretend that everyone was getting along swimmingly. Gordo dealt with packing while Miranda handled the still upset Lizzie sitting in the passenger seat of the car, looking as if she were on the verge of crying, staring out the window.
"Lizzie, don't worry. This is supposed to be a fun trip!" Miranda said, trying to cheer Lizzie up.
"I don't see how this will be a fun trip," Lizzie said, "Remind me again why I agreed to go through with this."
Miranda sighed, "Because whether you like it or not, you are automatically bonded with Gordo for life because of this baby. I am not asking that you necessarily forgive him for all the awful and careless things he said, but I do think you should consider getting along with him. You two have too much of a history to not settle this."
A tear fell from Lizzie's eyes. She felt like she was being forced to do this, and she was not comfortable with this situation, "Why?" she asked through her tears.
Miranda raised her eye brows, "Why not?" She looked at Gordo and then noticed that he was shutting the trunk, and talking with Ethan. "Listen, I can't talk to you anymore, but try to get along with him and don't completely shut him out. You have to think positively. He agreed to go on this trip for a reason. I thought you did too."
Lizzie considered this as they heard a car door open. Miranda and Lizzie looked over to see Gordo getting into the car. Lizzie looked back at Miranda, and all Miranda did was wink, "Gordo, you take good care of Lizzie, you hear me?" she said.
Gordo nervously glanced at Lizzie and nodded his head, "Thanks. We will call you when we stop for the night."
Miranda nodded her head, "Okay. Have fun! Bye!"
"Bye," Lizzie said, without much enthusiasm.
"Bye," Gordo said, with only a little more enthusiasm than Lizzie.
"Bye," Miranda and Ethan said together.
Gordo started the engine and started to drive off. Lizzie watched Ethan and Miranda as they slowly disappeared into her site. She was officially stuck with Gordo for the next week or so. No turning back.
Secretly, though, Lizzie did hope that things would work out between her and Gordo. She was just really mad at him at the moment, and was not ready to forgive him yet. She didn't know how things would end up working up, but she hadn't completely given up on Gordo.
Gordo hoped this trip worked out on this trip as well. The only reason he still agreed on this trip was because he thought the time he could spend alone with Lizzie might be beneficial and it would eventually force them to get along. He wanted to prove to Lizzie that he supported her and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, and children were okay, too. He still felt stupid about his comments he made, but hoped that he would have the opportunity to have a conversation with Lizzie about this.
Unfortunately, for both parties, it soon became apparent that they would not be talking right away. Lizzie, not being able to stand the silence, took out a book and began to read. At first, Gordo didn't mind this, but he soon began to feel bored himself, so he turned on the radio and listened to the Italian radio stations.
Fortunately, for the both of them, they didn't have to stay in the car much longer, for they were going on a boat that would carry them to the Italian mainland. They would still be together on the boat that would carry them and the car, but it gave them more room to be apart from each other.
At nine that morning, the boat left the docks, and not surprisingly, Lizzie went one way and Gordo didn't bother to follow her. Gordo didn't really know what to do, so he spend most of the time on the two hour boat trip near his car, either in it, or leaning against it. He enjoyed the scenery of the sea.
Meanwhile, Lizzie suffered from a mixture of morning sickness and sea sickness in the bathroom. When she finally good enough to go outside to see the scenery. She debated about whether or not to get her sweater from the car, because of the morning sea breeze, but decided it wasn't worth the uncomfortable atmosphere of being around Gordo.
Lizzie may have been sick, but she wasn't blind. She knew exactly where Gordo was on the boat, near the car, probably contemplating life or thinking really hard. She figured he deserved to be able to think, for she used the time to think herself.
Lizzie closed her eyes and could almost imagine Gordo's arm around her. She knew she was dreaming, but she couldn't help herself from smiling at the thought. As much as she hated him, she missed having him on her side and him being with her.
~~~
~Miranda~
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Ethan asked as they went inside. He was referring to sending Lizzie and Gordo off together.
Miranda nodded her head, "Positive. I mean, what's the worst that could happen?" She then went back to bed. It was too early for her to get up for the day.
~~~
Please review. I find it very interesting that this story is so different from my other story. I mean, in this story, Lizzie and Gordo are forced together, whereas in Je t'aime, Lizzie and Gordo are forced apart. There are other opposites in the stories, but I don't want to give anything away or anything. Anyway, please review, and I will try to update over the weekend, but please have patience.
~Piacere
Oh, and the Italian I use in this story, unless otherwise noted, is actual Italian. I don't claim to be fluent, but I am trying to learn.
Also, geography and me don't really go together, especially specific geography of Italy and where ports are and everything, so for the point of this story, feel free to doubt everything I say, but I wrote it knowing that it might not be totally correct.
Chapter Nine
The next morning, early enough for it to be dark, Gordo, Lizzie, Miranda, and Ethan were outside, seeing Lizzie and Gordo off on their road trip. There was obvious tension between Lizzie and Gordo, but Miranda decided to pretend that everyone was getting along swimmingly. Gordo dealt with packing while Miranda handled the still upset Lizzie sitting in the passenger seat of the car, looking as if she were on the verge of crying, staring out the window.
"Lizzie, don't worry. This is supposed to be a fun trip!" Miranda said, trying to cheer Lizzie up.
"I don't see how this will be a fun trip," Lizzie said, "Remind me again why I agreed to go through with this."
Miranda sighed, "Because whether you like it or not, you are automatically bonded with Gordo for life because of this baby. I am not asking that you necessarily forgive him for all the awful and careless things he said, but I do think you should consider getting along with him. You two have too much of a history to not settle this."
A tear fell from Lizzie's eyes. She felt like she was being forced to do this, and she was not comfortable with this situation, "Why?" she asked through her tears.
Miranda raised her eye brows, "Why not?" She looked at Gordo and then noticed that he was shutting the trunk, and talking with Ethan. "Listen, I can't talk to you anymore, but try to get along with him and don't completely shut him out. You have to think positively. He agreed to go on this trip for a reason. I thought you did too."
Lizzie considered this as they heard a car door open. Miranda and Lizzie looked over to see Gordo getting into the car. Lizzie looked back at Miranda, and all Miranda did was wink, "Gordo, you take good care of Lizzie, you hear me?" she said.
Gordo nervously glanced at Lizzie and nodded his head, "Thanks. We will call you when we stop for the night."
Miranda nodded her head, "Okay. Have fun! Bye!"
"Bye," Lizzie said, without much enthusiasm.
"Bye," Gordo said, with only a little more enthusiasm than Lizzie.
"Bye," Miranda and Ethan said together.
Gordo started the engine and started to drive off. Lizzie watched Ethan and Miranda as they slowly disappeared into her site. She was officially stuck with Gordo for the next week or so. No turning back.
Secretly, though, Lizzie did hope that things would work out between her and Gordo. She was just really mad at him at the moment, and was not ready to forgive him yet. She didn't know how things would end up working up, but she hadn't completely given up on Gordo.
Gordo hoped this trip worked out on this trip as well. The only reason he still agreed on this trip was because he thought the time he could spend alone with Lizzie might be beneficial and it would eventually force them to get along. He wanted to prove to Lizzie that he supported her and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, and children were okay, too. He still felt stupid about his comments he made, but hoped that he would have the opportunity to have a conversation with Lizzie about this.
Unfortunately, for both parties, it soon became apparent that they would not be talking right away. Lizzie, not being able to stand the silence, took out a book and began to read. At first, Gordo didn't mind this, but he soon began to feel bored himself, so he turned on the radio and listened to the Italian radio stations.
Fortunately, for the both of them, they didn't have to stay in the car much longer, for they were going on a boat that would carry them to the Italian mainland. They would still be together on the boat that would carry them and the car, but it gave them more room to be apart from each other.
At nine that morning, the boat left the docks, and not surprisingly, Lizzie went one way and Gordo didn't bother to follow her. Gordo didn't really know what to do, so he spend most of the time on the two hour boat trip near his car, either in it, or leaning against it. He enjoyed the scenery of the sea.
Meanwhile, Lizzie suffered from a mixture of morning sickness and sea sickness in the bathroom. When she finally good enough to go outside to see the scenery. She debated about whether or not to get her sweater from the car, because of the morning sea breeze, but decided it wasn't worth the uncomfortable atmosphere of being around Gordo.
Lizzie may have been sick, but she wasn't blind. She knew exactly where Gordo was on the boat, near the car, probably contemplating life or thinking really hard. She figured he deserved to be able to think, for she used the time to think herself.
Lizzie closed her eyes and could almost imagine Gordo's arm around her. She knew she was dreaming, but she couldn't help herself from smiling at the thought. As much as she hated him, she missed having him on her side and him being with her.
~~~
~Miranda~
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Ethan asked as they went inside. He was referring to sending Lizzie and Gordo off together.
Miranda nodded her head, "Positive. I mean, what's the worst that could happen?" She then went back to bed. It was too early for her to get up for the day.
~~~
Please review. I find it very interesting that this story is so different from my other story. I mean, in this story, Lizzie and Gordo are forced together, whereas in Je t'aime, Lizzie and Gordo are forced apart. There are other opposites in the stories, but I don't want to give anything away or anything. Anyway, please review, and I will try to update over the weekend, but please have patience.
~Piacere