A/N: Okay, I'm back! I checked out my story and realized I hadn't updated it in 10 days. Yikes! I'll be writing more this weekend, but probably not tomorrow. I have volleyball try-outs. They're only taking 10 girls in my whole town! Wish me luck; I've been working hard! Enjoy! Here are shout outs! ^^
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"That's…creepy." Miranda said, rubbing her arms as if trying to keep herself warm. In reality, she was trying to shake the scary mental images from her mind.
"I know…" Gordo shushed Lizzie and cuddled her.
"Um, kids?" All three teenagers turned to see the clerk holding up Lizzie's bag. "Here's your change," she added.
"Thank you," Gordo said, collecting everything. Miranda then paid for her clothes.
In the car on the way home, Lizzie didn't say a word. Gordo turned a corner to Miranda's house. "Miranda, do you mind if we drop you off? I need to talk to Lizzie. We'll call you later, okay?"
Miranda simply nodded and patted Lizzie on the shoulder before getting out. Lizzie sat patiently, waiting for Gordo to start the car, but he didn't. He instead sat there, trying to figure out what to say. "You want to go to Starbucks to talk? I'll buy you mocha. Your favorite."
"I'd rather stay here."
"Okay…Liz, do you think it's time to get your parents involved yet? I don't want you to be scared like this." He reached over the stick shift and put his hand on hers.
"I don't know, Gordo. I mean…do you still think it's just a prank?"
"It could be."
"Mmmm…but my parents will go all crazy and overly protective on us."
"If that's what they think keeps you safe."
"I don't know what to do…I don't know what I think, or what I want…"
"I know what I want."
"What's that?"
"For you to be safe. And I know that I'll take whatever steps need to be taken to keep you safe. If you need me to, I'll even beat up 12 guys twice my size all at once for you."
Lizzie laughed, "I think that'd be more like them beating you up, Gordo."
"Hey!"
She let go of his hand and pinched the flabby part of his arm, "You're not exactly a body-builder."
"Do you like guys like that?"
"No. I like guys like you."
"Good. 'Cause I'd hate to have to give up McDonald's."
Lizzie laughed again. "You always know how to make me feel better, don't you?"
"Yes, because I love you that much."
"I love you more."
"I doubt that, McGuire. Now come on. Graduation's in almost 3 hours and I know you'll want to get ready."
"I'm not that slow!" Gordo responded by rolling his eyes. "Gordo!"
He put the car into drive and dropped Lizzie off. "Call me if…anything else happens, okay?"
"Of course, sweetheart," she said, pecking his cheek, and he pulled her in for a more passionate kiss.
"Mom!" Lizzie shouted from her room a few minutes later. "I have nothing to go with these!" Jo came in to see Lizzie gesturing wildly to her new jeans.
Jo sighed. "Lizzie, Gordo and Miranda will be here soon! Just pick something! How about this?"
"Mom, that's so last year! And I wore that to the Christmas dance last year. I cannot have another fashion repeat!" She shuddered remembering her junior high graduation. "And I'm supposed to wear something special. I'm graduating high school."
"I know, and I just can't believe how fast you're growing up!" Jo exclaimed, pulling her 17 year oold daughter into a hug.
"Mooom," Lizzie gasped, "I can't breathe."
"Sorry, honey. Anyway, how about this pink sweater?"
"Oh, I didn't see that," Lizzie took the sweater into her hands and examined it. "It's fantastic! Thanks, Mom!"
"No problem, honey." Jo turned and left the room. A few minutes later, Lizzie was finishing up her makeup when Gordo came in. He snuck over to his girlfriend and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Feel better?" He asked.
Lizzie gasped, surprised. "Gordo! I could have been changing!"
"And that would have been really bad, right?" He responded, sarcastically.
"Pervert!" Lizzie laughed, reaching for a pillow and throwing it at him. He attempted to throw it back, but Lizzie grabbed it from him and stuck out a fake pouty-lip. "Don't. You'll mess up my hair."
Gordo imitated her face and flopped backwards onto the bed. "Resume whatever you were doing when I walked in."
"Thank you," Lizzie said, already back at the mirror.
"But we do have to go soon." He urged, tapping on the face of his watch.
"Okay, okay."
"David Gordon, our valedictorian," the principal said, stepping down from the podium.
Gordo took a deep breath to steady his nerves and began. "When we all walked through these doors four years ago, I don't think any of us thought that time would go by so quickly. In these four short years, we've seen people come and go, hearts being broken and new friendships start. This hasn't just a place for academics; it's also been a place to learn about ourselves. And now it's time to leave and step into a whole new world, but we will never forget the people we've met and the things we've learned here at Hillridge High School. Thank you." (A/N: Sorry that sucked…I've never had to write a graduation speech before :P) The audience applauded and Gordo sat back down next to Lizzie. He rubbed his hands together nervously, and Lizzie put her hand on his knee to calm him. Names were called, and the whole night seemed to go by in a blur. Really, the only thing Lizzie remembered was that she didn't knock anything over or fall once; a great achievement for her.
"Lizzie," Gordo said, heading over to his girlfriend. "I have to leave with my parents. I love you."
"I love you, too. G'night." She placed a kiss on his lips.
Lizzie stood with Miranda, chit chatting for a while longer until her parents came over. "Honey, we're going to go home and head to bed. Be home by midnight."
"Okay." Lizzie turned to Miranda, "can I hitch a ride with you?"
"Of course! But I'm gonna go find Keith, okay?" Lizzie nodded and watched her friend walk off into the crowd. Taking one last look around her high school, she decided to head outside for some fresh air. A few stars twinkled and shivered overhead, lighting up the sky. Lizzie wished for smooth sailing through college on the biggest one. Wind tugged at her blonde hair and the leaves in the trees shook with her. All was calm; a rare thing in Lizzie's life. All of a sudden she felt a hand slap over her mouth, firm arms squeezing her.
"Don't scream," a male voice instructed from behind Lizzie. That's when she blacked out.
A/N: Sorry that was a kind of dull chapter until the end…it was short, too. I've been really busy all day, though and now I have a headache. I just wanted to get a chapter up. Next will be better, I promise. Review, please!