I want to thank Black Knight, Zsa Zsa, and Leftsidedown for their reviews! You are all awesome! I greatly appreciate them.I'm currently on a roll, so here is chapter 3! I hope to have 4 out tomorrow. Thanks for reading and please review.
Chapter 3: When Larry talked to Gordo
"Do I smell funny? Do I have some unknown fungus growing in my teeth?" David Gordon asked his lab partner, Larry the following Monday.
"What?" Larry asked with a scrunched face.
"The other day as soon as Miranda saw me, she ran out the other door. What the hell was happening at that table, Tudge?"
"I am sorry, compadré , but that is not my story to tell. All Kate would tell me is that Miranda is really freaked out right now and needs some time to compose herself. Don't stress yourself, man. Your saucy, sassy, and dare I say sexy senorita will come around. Care to share what has her so freaked out?"
"She kissed me Friday night, then ran out on me. I tried calling her all weekend. She would not take a single call from me. And today, she ducked into the girls bathroom the moment she saw me."
"Did you kiss her back?"
"Yeah. I even asked to kiss her."
"Dave, what are your feelings for Miranda?"
Gordo was quiet. He removed his goggles and stepped back from the Bunsen burner. He and Larry were finishing up an AP Chemistry lab during their free period before lunch.
"I like Miranda. I like her a lot. There has always been something different about her compared to all the other girls of my life. It's like she gets me. It sounds crazy doesn't it? When things get really crazy, we just share this look and I know things will be all right. She's the only one that has been able to keep me sane. Sure, Lizzie has those moments, but I am usually the one keeping Lizzie grounded. I am rambling aren't I? I feel like I am rambling.." Gordo rambled.
"Woah there, buddy. Take a deep breath and breathe. I think I get the point. Miranda is your serenity. But you have to ask yourself is that as friend or more?"
Before Gordo could answer, the bell rang.
"Ponder the words spoken today. I have a lunch date with a gorgeous blonde. If you still need to talk, you know where to find me. Until 6th period, Mr. Gordon," Larry announced before clearing away their experiment and disappearing out a side door.
Miranda sat on the floor of the music room hitting her head on the wall. She had decided to hide from Gordo during lunch. She knew facing him was inevitable. She also know that should would eventually have to explain to him EVERYTHING.
" Could I possibly blame it on PMS?" Miranda asked herself out loud.
"I do not think that is possible, Bonita. Gord-on is clueless to women, but not THAT clueless," the surprising voice of Ethan Craft answered.
"Damn it, Ethan! Don't ever do that again!" Miranda shouted.
Ethan chuckled and joined Miranda on the floor.
"I saw you disappear in here. Whatever is going on has Gord-on going nuts. He spent the entire morning looking for you."
Miranda sighed and rubbed her eyes.
"Ethan, I love you to death. I do. I promise. You once had the ability to turn me into muck, but if you don't get away from me right now, I will have to kick your arse. And if you give away my hiding place- I won't be merciful."
"Maybe you could blame it on PMS."
"ETHAN!"
"Okay- okay. I am leaving. Please talk to the G-Man! I have 6th period with him and can't handle anymore tantrums. I have 5th with Lizzie and Melody. They give me more than enough to deal with."
Miranda narrowed her eyes at the attractive guy.
"Peace, Ran."
Miranda closed her eyes and resumed hitting her head on the wall. Her free fifth period would arrive far too soon for her liking.
"So our cast is complete!" Gordo announced half way through 5th period. The crew cheered loudly as Veruca typed up the official cast listing on her lap top.
"I'll read it out loud just to make sure we all agree once more," the red head said, as she scrolled to the top of her document.
Henrietta the Eighth
By Kurtz Gordon
Wilma Sutton: Myra Renold
Carol Sutton: Elizabeth McGuire
Adele Sutton: Parker McKenzie
Claire Sutton: Claire Russo
Dizzy Lucas: Danny Kessler
Baggy-Pants Baldwin: Ethan Craft
Ding Barret: Walter Matherson
Dong Barret: Alan Matherson
Anabelle Mason: Brooke Wright
Jimmy Howard: Bailey Kent
Maggie: Holly Meyer
Lizzie: Brittany Zaratore
Martha: Candace Delgado
Ray Taylor: Larry Tudgeman
Henrietta Carver: Abby Burton
Coke Set: Reese Eliot - Patrica O' Malley
Seth Vanden Berg - Genevieve Stanton
Trina Craston - Kim Oliver
Directed by: David Gordon
Assistant Directors: Kennedy Onasis and Eric Matthews
Producer/House manager: Veruca Albano
Costumes: Miranda Sanchez
Set: Kate Sander
Teacher Sponsors: Mrs. Scheider Mrs. Hart Mr.Kane
The crew once again gave a shout of relief. After what felt like an eternity, Henrietta the 8th was in cast and ready to move on.
"Okay, this is great! We can get out the list sooner than expected. Eric, can you make sure it gets on the morning announcements?" Gordo asked his new right hand.
The surfer blonde senior nodded his head and checked his watch.
"Yeah, we have a brief meeting before 6th. We can definitely have it on the morning news. Is there any other announcements?" he asked, opening his notebook to write.
"We just need volunteers to help with set design and set up. Preferably art students," Kate replied.
"And I need a hair and make up crew. No more than 4 or 5 please," Miranda added, ignoring the blue eyes calling for her attention. "Ask them to sign up on the wall and I will personally contact them."
"Ditto," said Kate.
"Anybody else?"
"Ushers!" Veruca called out. "I'll need ushers for the house."
"Just announce that crew members are needed. The sign up sheets are on the wall. The leading crew member will then contact you on when and where to meet," Kennedy declared, flicking a strand of pink hair from her forehead. Kennedy Onasis was a wild cookie with her jet black hair and bright pink stripes. She was also an early admission Julliard freshman. Yeah, she was one interesting cookie.
"Is there anything else we need to cover media wise?" Eric asked the group.
"I think that is it. Remember, the confidential information rule still stands till the day the cast is announced. With that said, have a great night. I will see you all here on Wednesday. Also, Miranda can I talk to you?"
Kate and Miranda shared a look at Gordon's request. Miranda once again had a deer in headlight look on her face. This time it was evident to everyone in their circle.
"Sure, Dave," Miranda stuttered, not calling him Gordo. The three other crew members looked to the duo with interest. What was going on?
"No she can't!" Kate cried out. " Randa and I have some feminine business to take care of before 6th!"
Everyone in the classroom turned to look at Kate. Miranda still freaked out as ever.
"After then?"
Miranda looked to Kate again for an excuse and found none.
"After."
"Could I get away with ditching?" Miranda asked as she and Kate sat in the Senior girls bathroom.
"Miranda, aren't you starting to border on ridiculous? I saved your ass once, not again. You need to talk to David. Larry and Ethan were telling me that he was discretely spazzing out this morning. How many times did he call you total this weekend?"
"20 times. I am afraid to talk to him, Kate. What if what he says changes everything?"
"Honey, everything all ready changed the night you kissed him senseless," Kate shot back. "What are you so afraid of?"
"Him. What could happen with him? I still have a lot of insecurities when it comes to guys, especially guys with Lizzie in their history."
"How do you feel about him?"
"I'm in love with him."
"So have you made any decisions about Miss Sanchez?" Larry asked as he and Gordo changed in the locker room. David and Larry were both pleased to have PE as their final class of the day. It really worked all the kinks of their day out.
"I think I may be in love with her."
Larry stopped in mid drink of his water bottle as soon as he heard the words "in love with her."
"Wow. That must have been some kissed."
"You kissed Miranda?" a new voice joined into the conversation.
"Hey Ethan," the two geniuses responded.
"I knew something happened, but you didn't tell me it was a kiss. Now I know why she was hitting her head repeatedly."
"Miranda was hitting her head?" Gordo inquired.
"Yeah. I found her in the choir room at lunch having a meltdown. Did anything else happened to you and my girl?"
"Your girl!" Gordo spat. "Since when is she your girl?
The green eyed monster had reared its ugly head in the pair of blue eyes.
"Randa and I dated briefly sophomore year. She's always been my girl though," Ethan replied.
"You and Miranda dated! Why didn't I know about this?"
"You were at your height of Lizzie mania, my man," Larry pointed out in attempt to calm down his best friend.
"Maybe I should not have said anything?"
"You think?"
"Now I am competing with the ghost of Ethan Craft, again! Am I cursed?"
"Girls you date just have good taste?"
"Shut up, Ethan before one of us kills you."
"So have they spoken yet, my love?" Larry asked Kate as the two lounged in Larry's "apartment." His parents had turned their former office above the garage into a room for Larry in attempt to persuade him from moving across the country.
"I talked to Miranda about an hour ago. She didn't plan on talking to Gordo until later tonight. She is really freaked out," Kate responded. "She is afraid of him and the consequences of their dating."
"Lizzie?"
"And the rest of Gordo's fan club."
"Maybe we can lock them up somewhere until they confess like they did for us," Larry suggested. A smile crossed his face at the thought how he and Kate came to be. They had both been in Mousier Garnier's AP French class in the fall. Garnier had thought they would be perfect partners on the French cuisine project. Their daily arguments in French had led Anton Garnier to this decision. Kate and Larry argued against his choice up until three days before their assignment was due. Gordo, Miranda, and Lizzie had been in the class with them. The trio took it upon themselves to look the couple in the classroom until they could come to a compromise. This was with Mr. Garnier's approval, of course.
The ever stubborn Kate and quirky Larry stayed in the classroom for 4 hours. In the last hour, they had started to find a mutual foundation. It turns out Larry's mother had known Kate's from high school. Amelie Tudgeman had been the foreign exchange student from France who had stayed with Janna Sanders. The two had shared a laugh over the stories of their mothers. Upon the final hour, guards came down and Larry and Kate agreed to work together without any problems. Two days later the two had became friends and eventually began dating after Larry's persistence paid off and Kate's excuses ran out. The once "queen of all" didn't ever look back. Six months later, the pair was still very content and happy.
"Maybe we can lock them in a dressing room if they have not worked things out by the time the play comes around."
"Good idea," Larry replied and kissed her forehead.
"Mom! Stevie!" Miranda yelled out entering the Sanchez home. Miranda looked at the large clock over the fire place. It was six o' clock. Where was her family? She knew her dad was in Texas for a surgeons conference but what about her mother and sister? A bright colored paper on the coffee table caught her eye.
Mija-
Stevie is with Abuela Sophia. She will be spending the night. I got called in to work. The emergency room doctor got called to a family emergency. Ironic? I don't know when I will be back. Probably not until after midnight. I have a lasagna in the fridge. Feel free to nuke.
Love you!
Mami
P.s.- David called. Call him back, honey.
Miranda sighed. She was no stranger to nights in an empty house. Daniella and Edward Sanchez were both doctors. Her mother worked as an ER physician and her father as a surgeon. Her parents had met in the ER during their residency and fell hopelessly in love. Miranda found their story to be very romantic, yet also very TV medical show.
Walking to the fridge, she turned on the oven and began to prepare herself dinner.
"I'm really not that boring. I'm head strong and annoying. So, I don't see me fitting in your world. I'm noisy and I'm messy, cause you will never get me. Hey I think you're really hott, but I'm not your girl," Miranda sang softly.
"I think that could be debatable," someone behind her said. Miranda stopped dead in mid dance step.
"Gordo!"
The tall young man stepped out of the shadows of her kitchen. His dark curly hair messier than ever and his blue eyes blazing with determination. Miranda had the urge to kiss him again and make his hair even messier.
"Miranda, we need to talk and I am not taking no for an answer."