Previously in Should I Stay or Should I Go?
"Yes, I'm looking for David Gordon." She said, tugging at a lock of her long hair.
"He's not here, but would you like to come in so I can give you his cell?" Lizzie asked, opening the screen.
"No that's okay, can you just tell him that Tiffany came by?" She said.
"Tiffany who?" Lizzie asked, storing the information away.
"His girlfriend..." She said flatly...Lizzie's face filled with shock
Chapter 3
Lizzie clung to the door for support as she let the two words sink in. She felt the color drain from her face. Catching her voice in her throat she choked out. "His...his girlfriend?" She asked. Tiffany put her hands on her hips and popped her gum loudly.
"Yeah," She looked Lizzie up and down. At eight-thirty in the morning Lizzie wasn't exactly at her best. She was wearing a green tank top with a heart on it drawn by Rai and her pajama shorts were also drawn on from earlier years of her boys. "Who are you?" She asked a Brooklyn accent.
"I'm..." Lizzie straightened herself up. She pulled her ringlets that had been hanging around her face up into a messy ponytail and her grip tightened on the door. "His wife!" She said forcefully, slamming the door in her face. As she did this she bolted it and walked silently to the window. She looked through the baby blue curtains at the woman standing on her porch. Tiffany stood there for a moment, idiotically twirling her hair and popping her gum incessantly for about ten minutes. Suddenly Lizzie felt two fingers poke her in the side, jumpstarting her.
"Mommy!" Rai yelled, laughing hysterically.
"Rai, shhh!" Lizzie put her finger to her lips. Rai nodded excitedly and climbed onto Lizzie's lap. The two sat for a moment watching Tiffany stand at the door. Finally ten minutes later she walked off to her red convertible and drove away, leaving tire marks on their driveway.
"Okay little woman, off the lap." Lizzie said, lifting Rai off her lap and standing her on the floor. Rai giggled. "Oh that's funny huh?" Lizzie laughed and tickled Rai for a moment. Rai started coughing from the laughter and Lizzie immediatly stopped tickling. "Alright little woman, to the kitchen we go." Lizzie announced, touching her daughter on the shoulder she whispered, "Youre, it" And ran into the kitchen touching the table, "Safe!" She cried.
"Fine, meany," Rai giggled and returned to her chair, stuffing a spoonful of cereal into her mouth. Lizzie laughed, pushing a ringlet out of her face she returned to putting cereal into Erika's mouth. Calling Gordo to discuss this was going to have to wait. Her daughters needed tending to. When it was quiet time so mommy could work she would call him. That she knew for a fact.
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Gordo entered his office at GORDON'S ENTERPRISES and PRODUCTIONS. They bought, sold, and made movies. In the last few years they had become very successful and built themselves up very high from the tiny corner store business they had started with. Walking into his office he smiled at his secretary Angelica and hung his coat on the coatrack near the door.
"Messages?" He asked kindly, holding his hand out while he pulled out a chocolate from his front pocket of his shirt.
"Right here, Mr. Avery wants you to call him as soon as you can, he says that you're the biggest thing next to Spielberg and he needs your help to get to the top or something like that." She shrugged and handed him three messages written on a notepad paper. Gordo took them from her and exchanged it with the chocolate.
"Tell Hannah I send my regards." He said referring to Angelica's two year old daughter Hannah, who held Gordo as a father figure as she did not have one.
"Oh I will," She said, nodding the chocolate at him. He flashed a smile and walked into his spacious office. Once inside he shut the door and looked around him.
His office was quite large with one wall pure glass so you could so over all of LA. His mahogany desk had been with him from the very beginning and it showed. Under the plate glass that covered the top were pictures. He slid pictures under them everytime he and Lizzie developed film which was almost once a week. He set his hand on the desk and looked at the hundreds of pictures the desk had accumulated over the past twelve years. The one in the center he held dearest. It was of him and Lizzie on their honeymoon, they had gone to the west coast. It was cheap and they had had a fabulous time. In the picture, which had been taken by a freind they met on the beach, he and Lizzie were standing on the pier. Their arms around each other, Lizzie wasn't facing the camera but at Gordo, her hair blowing in the wind and she was laughing. He loved that picture.
Gordo sighed and sat in his cushioned swivel chair and picked up one of five scripts piled in front of him. Today he had to pick two to start work on by next week. The first one was titled To Love Or Lose. The title to him was not all that promising but he thought he would read it. If there was one thing the David Gordon did it was actually read the scripts he was going to produce/direct. As he started the first sentence Angelica knocked on the door. He set the script down and beckoned her in.
"Coffee sir?" She asked sweetly.
"Thank you," He said, taking the steaming cup from her and blowing on it before taking a sip. "What's on the agenda today?" He asked, nodding towards the planner in her hand.
"Oh," She looked at the first time. "At 10:00 you have a meeting with a new actress, Shirazee Ladre." She chuckled. "Then at 11 you have an appointment to go over a script with your recent client, Andrew Parks. Remember him?" She asked,hoping he did. She was very interested in this handsom young man who was aspiring to be like her boss.
"Yes, he's the one with the script about ah...oh yes it's a what was it a ...oh yes about the two young lovers who bored that cruise ship and get off but then they get stranded on an island right?" Angelica did a little petty clap and laughed with her boss. She had been lucky to find this job. There had been thousands of girls here when she had brought in her application. He was sitting at this desk with them all beating down his door. She had simply walked in and set her application on his desk and begun to walk out when he called her back, telling her to shut the door but open the curtain. He handed her a punch card and asked her to be in tomorrow by eight thirty sharp. And to please tell the other girls the position has been filled and that if they still needed a job their custodial department was hiring She chuckled at the memory.
"Very good Sir," She said jokingly. "Ok onward," She looked back down at the schedule. "At 12:30 you have lunch with Steven then 1-2 you have to go with Lizzie to look at daycares for Rai and Erika." She smiled as she saw Gordo's face light up at the mention of his three girls. "And then you're stuck in this office doing paper work until about eight or nine tonight." She said snapping the planner shut. "Lucky you," She said in a sarcastic voice, everyone was off work at seven o clock.
"Thank you for your support Angelica, it's truly appreciated." He said smiling. "Now if you please," He took a sip of his coffee and returned to reading To Love Or Lose.
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Lizzie hung up the phone with Angelica, Gordo's secretary, shorty after ten. He was in meetings and business lunches until one when he was meeting her. Her parents were taking Rai and Erika to a science museum where they were very hands on, sort of like OMSI in Oregon, that's where her mother had taken her as a child.
Lizzie rocked Erika for a bit until she dozed off into her one year old dream land before setting her in the playpen in the living room. Rai was sitting on the couch brushing her barbie's hair with her own brush and it wasnt' working very well. Lizzie laughed silently and walked over to her daughter. Leaning over Rai's shoulder she took the big brush from her and handed her a barbie sized one.
"I think that one will work better." She said in Rai's ear.
"Thanks mommy," Rai replied and kissed her mother on the cheek. Lizzie kissed her on the top of the head and went into the kitchen. Sitting in the chair she cradled her head in her hands and sighed deeply. His girlfriend...his girlfriend...his girlfriend...She couldn't fathom it, it just couldn't be. She looked familiar. Like from high school but it couldn't be she had said her name was Tiffany and Lizzie certainly did not remember anyone by that name from their years in Hillridge. She slammed her hands onthe table and pushed herself up. She was definitly talking to Gordo about this when they met up to look at Day Care's.
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Angelica was sitting at her desk silently. She was retyping part of a new script Gordo was considering. He truly was amazing. He was handsome and kind, everything going for him. There wasn't a thing about him that could possibly be hateable. He was just to perfect. She was just jealous that she hadn't grown up with him and Lizzie had, although Lizzie was a very sweet lady. Their children were amazing and they had done a superb job raising them. Even their one year old was well behaved. Unlike her own Hannah. Hanna had a spoiled streak due to her first few years. I wonder how she'll react to my pregnancy. Angelica thought. She had found out two weeks ago and had no idea how she was going to raise a second child on her own. One was hard enough and the daycare tuition for one child was already high enough.
Angelica stopped typing and ushed the chair back from the desk. She leaned her head against the back of the chair and sighed. It was going to be difficult. Just like when she'd been pregnant with Hannah. A victim of a driveby rape she had no idea who the father was and she had no intention of finding him unless it was to put him in jail. She just wondered if she'd ever be able to put that man up to justice. She'd only been fifteen at the time, sixteen when she'd had Hannah. Now 18 it was amazing that she had a job this great or anything else for that matter.
"Everything alright Angelica?" Gordo asked.
"Oh fine sir, everything's fine." She said, putting on a convincing smile.
"Okay," He said sweetly.
"Thank you for asking,"
"Anytime," He replied and went down the hall. It was time for his eleven o' clock meeting. She returned to her typing. Wondering if he and Lizzie really were meant for eachother or if by some stretch of the imagination that she could possibly have him.
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David Gordon walked briskly to his elevan o' clock meeting. He knew he should be concentrating on his meetings but for some reason today it was more then extremely hard to get his wife out of his head. He had this problem everyday but today it was to the extreme. She just there and he couldn't think of anything but her.
He opened the glass door to his right and walked in, the door shutting quietly behind him. There in front of him was his newest client, Andrew Parks. He was dressed in a tacky blue suit with a gold tie. Gordo remembered the outfit from when he had recieved his first Tony seven years ago. He laughed in his head at the memory, the young man was most definitly trying to win some points and Gordo had to say that in that outfit he was sure there would be a few. Any young man who dressed like Gordo in those years was very brave indeed.
David, his professional demure, set the script on the table and motioned for a nervous Andrew to sit down. Andrew swiftly looked at him and then sat down immediatly. David chuckled at the young man's nervousness, it seemed all to familiar.
"Well Andrew, I read quite a bit of your script. Most of it in fact and I have to say it's quite good. The characters dialogue is well rounded and makes perfect sense, however I think the descriptions do not go as far as they should. Their words do not speak quite as much as they should and there is no action at all on the island. Well not written at all. I suggest that if you want this to be directed then you should add what the actors are supposed to be doing while they are talking. The only bit of action you have is that of the cruise ship crash and then afterwards it's like they stay in the ocean." David sighed and rested his hand on the table hwile his other was on his knee. This was a very good piece of work that he would be pleased to Produce/Direct however he needed actions in order to do that. David felt he had been quite fair in his evaluation of the script.
"Thank you sir," Andrew said, nodding and gulping. "So should I redo it and come back?" The nineteen year old asked hopefully.
"Oh no dear boy, don't redo it. Simply put in the actions and bring it back. I am very pleased that I will have the opportunity to direct/produce this." He stood up as did Andrew. "I hope to see you very soon." He shook the boy's hand and left the room. Quickly. It was time for his lunch with his good friend Steven. The two had met through Lizzie and had created an instant bond. Steven and Lizzie were tight, like siblings as were Steven and Gordo. He was quite the family friend. He removed his business jacket and laid it over the table as he sat down in the lunch room they had created for two person lunches. Steven entered shortly after. They both were early but that was not uncommon. As they both knew that if they met at the time planned they would be late for appointments soon after. They met half an hour early every time. But today Gordo did not know that Steven had something very important to discuss with him. Something that involved a young woman named Tiffany.
Please Review, I know the other chapters sucked but I hope this one was okay. This is one of my first lizzie fics so please tell me what you think! R&R
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