A/N: Thank you all for your reviews. To christylee: I'm actully almost finished with the story. I figured it out, that i would write like 12 chapters first then as a finish a chapter after that, then I post a new chapter, that way, they are done if I'm slow getting a few chapters out. Any please continue to Review, it really does make it eaiser write. PS. Dario: I absolutly love the Teenage years story as well. please update that one soon.
Chapter 3
That night Gordo lay in his bed tossing and turning. Everything about his room reminded him of highschool. The pictures, the posters, the books, even the smell of his room made his feel that he was back in highschool. In a way it made Gordo happy, yet in another he hated the feeling.
He looked at the picture that was on the nightstand beside his bed. He picked it up and leaned forward to allow the moonlight that was shining though his window to hit the faces that were in the frame. As the light hit the first face Gordo couldn't help but smile. "Miranda." Gordo whispered out loud. She had always been Gordo's best friend, even through the tough times. She would always have a special place in Gordo's heart. It really hurt to have to leave her. It seemed no matter what had happened in Gordo's life, even if it was his fault, Miranda was right there to help pick him up. "Now she is getting married." Gordo thought. That was the reason that Gordo had come back. He could hear her voice when she called him.
"Gordo?"
"Yeah this is him."
"Hey. It's…Miranda." Gordo almost dropped the phone. He hadn't heard from her in almost 5 years.
"Hey Randa. How are you?"
"I'm great! The question is…how are you?"
"I'm doin good." There was a long pause. Miranda was hoping that he would tell her more about his life.
"Umm…ok, well I got your number from your mom, I hope you don't mind."
"No, not at all. I'm glad you called." Gordo knew he was lying.
"Umm…good. Well the reason I'm calling is…well…I'm getting married Gordo!" Miranda sounded so excited, and Gordo was excited for her.
"That's great Miranda! Congrats. Well who is the lucky guy?" Gordo felt happier than he had in a long time with the news.
"Well funny enough, it's Larry…Tudgman." Miranda wasn't sure if Gordo would remember who Larry was.
"Really? That's great." Miranda told Gordo of how they got together in college and all about their courtship. Gordo never did like to hear about the girly things that Miranda and Lizzie used to talk about, but Miranda was very excited to tell him, so he listened and acted excited as well.
"So the real reason I called is to ask you a very important question." Miranda finally said. Gordo started to squirm. He knew she had so many questions and he didn't want to answer them. He thought about acting like his phone was cutting out and hanging up, but before he could do anything Miranda cut him off.
"Well…I want you to be in the wedding. I want you to be one of my…bridesmaids." Miranda gave a nervous laugh.
"A bridesmaid!"
"Yeah, you know, you would stand up front with me on my side. You don't have to wear a dress or anything. It's just that you are…were…one of my best friends and it would mean so much to me if you would be one of my bridesmaids Gordo."
Gordo lay back in his bed still holding the picture. That is why he came back to Hillridge, for Miranda. The moonlight was still on the picture and it caught Gordo's eye. It was two people that he knew along time ago. They seemed so happy together in the picture. He had is arm around her shoulder and she was leaning her head against his. A huge smile was across both of their faces. Two people couldn't get much happier together. She was so beautiful, Gordo thought. How could the boy in the picture turn into what he had become today? He didn't remember when exactly his life started to spin out of control, but he remembered the steps he took to get there.
It was the summer before senior year, and Gordo was having the time of his life. He was making straight A's and had become more popular, and he and Lizzie were starting to get back together. They had dated each other the summer after Rome, but both decided that they wanted to go into highschool single, to be able to explore their options, but Gordo knew they would get back together.
Gordo was being visited by the head coach from USC basketball team. Gordo had joined the basketball team his freshman year just to have something to do. Lizzie and Miranda both had boyfriends and were on the dance team, so most of the time Gordo was alone, and he decided he would tryout for a sport. He tried football and got beat up to much. He tried baseball team, but could hardly hit the ball. So basketball was his last choice. He had always like basketball, but thought he was just too short to play. He had hit a growth spurt freshman year and had become a little more athletic. Gordo found that he liked basketball and was pretty good at it. He started varsity his freshman year, and lead the team in scoring his sophomore and junior years. Now USC wanted Gordo to come to their school to play. He was going to be the first person from Hillridge to go to a big name college to play a sport.
"Remember Gordo, you just play the best you can this year, and USC will take care of you." The recruiter told him. Gordo remembered feeling the pressure with every word the recruiter spoke. He had to be on top of his game every single game he played. Not only that, he needed to keep his grades up as well. He was up for a scholarship that would take care of all his families' worries about paying for college. Gordo's parents were struggling financially and needed Gordo to get scholarships to pay for college. His Dad had been sued by one of his patients, and the patient won a very large sum of money and Gordo's dad had is psychologist license suspended, which meant that his mother was the only source of income for the family. She worked for the state as a state psychologist and didn't make that much money. So Gordo felt even more pressure to make it work for his parents. The pressure was a lot for one person to bear but, Gordo put his mind to it that he was going to do whatever it took to get that scholarship..
Gordo shook his head as was looking at the frame thinking about were his life started to fall apart. He had a chance that not many people get, and he just threw it away. He stared at the faces in the picture. He remembered the day it was taken. Lizzie, Miranda and himself had gone to beach on the last day of the summer. He finally got the nerve to ask Lizzie out. He was so happy with her. He looked at them two in the picture.
"I wish I could have stayed there for the rest of my life." He whispered into the dark. His life had turned a total 180 after that day, and he would have given anything to go back into time and live that day over and over again.
He laid his head back and closed his eyes. He saw Lizzie that night at the beach. He could hear the waves, and feel her in his arms. He let out a sigh and finally drifted asleep.
