And finally, after almost two years, I give you Part III of my Lizzie McGuire trilogy, (see Parts I & II, All I Want For Christmas and Now What?). I hope you all love it. And hopefully my muse won't go into hiding again before I finish this final story.
Chapter 1: Powerless
"Goodbye."
The word rang in his head as he rolled over and turned his alarm off. As he got up and walked to the bathroom he said to himself, "The same dream every night."
It was now November. Gordo had fully acclimated to college and was well into the swing of things. His classes were going well, his roommate was quickly becoming a good friend, and he loved college and everything about it. But lately he couldn't seem to get through a night without dreaming about Lizzie and the last time that they had seen each other. How she and the band had played him that awesome song out on the lawn and how they had spent that last night together in her room, just talking until she fell asleep. That's when he uttered the word that haunted him day and night. Goodbye. It was such a simple word, used thousands of times without the slightest bit of hesitation, so why did it haunt him so? All right, so he knew that it was the one word Lizzie had not wanted to hear from or say to him, but he was pretty sure she hadn't heard him, she was asleep after all. And at the time he had said it for a reason, he knew that it probably was goodbye even though they both swore that it wasn't. He knew that she would probably move on and forget about him. Oh, how he wished he could do the same. It had been weeks since he had heard from her and yet he could not help thinking about her. Where was she now? What was she doing? Did she miss him? Did she still love him? These questions consumed him and for a while the only release was sleep but now even that was filled with her.
After he had whispered that fateful word, he had slowly lain down next to her and there they slept, side-by-side, with his arm wrapped around her. The next morning they awoke only to have to load up for Gordo's move to Stanford. Miranda came over and they took one last walk around the neighborhood. Then it was time to go. In the end, Gordo and Lizzie really did not get a chance to talk much that morning, they pretty much had said everything there was to say already anyway. At this point they were beyond words. He shook Matt's hand, hugged Miranda, and then held Lizzie close as she quietly cried. He kissed her goodbye and then let go as he got into the car. Miranda stealthily moved in to hug Lizzie as she cried. As the car drove away Gordo had looked back at Lizzie and a few tears slowly worked their way down his face. He had not wanted to cry in front of Lizzie, he knew that she would cry and did not want to make things any harder, but now that he was far enough away he guardedly let a few tears fall.
Leaving seemed so long ago. So much had happened since then. College can do that. It had completely changed everything. Everything was new, which was good at first because it kept his mind off of Lizzie, at least a little. She called every night for the first week and then slowly the calls became fewer and fewer until they stopped altogether. It wasn't until the middle of October that the emails had stopped though. He knew that this was partly due to the fact that the band had begun their tour. It seemed that recording had gone well and that their first single would be out by the end of the year. To promote it they were playing small venues across the country. He knew it must be hard to find the time and a computer, but still he felt rejected. He was happy that Lizzie was living her dream but he wished more than anything that she would share it with him. Every so often he heard from Matt who knew more than him but still didn't know much about what Lizzie was doing. That almost hurt worse than the stopped communication, that she was still communicating with her family. He knew that family was the most important thing, but he was family, or at least as close as you could get. Even Miranda sent him the occasional text message, so it couldn't be just the work schedule. He couldn't figure out why Lizzie had pushed him away. It seemed as though Lizzie had moved on and forgotten him, just as he had known she would. But that didn't stop it from hurting and because she was so mobile at the moment he was powerless to stop it.
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