Today's listening assignment is "Cleaning Out My Closet" by Eminem (please disregard all the shit he says about his mom and how horrible she was and just listen to the chorus) and "Here We Go Again" by Demi Lovato. Sorry 'bout the Disney part, but suck it up little whiners. I guess I should put in a disclaimer. But I'm not going to because you should just assume I don't own anything. It also occurred to me I don't know Gregor's last name. And that stupid freaking spell check doesn't recognize Gregor as a word. Damn them! Did I say T for language? I hope so…

Chapter 3

GREGOR & LUXA

4 hours later they were at the airport in New York. Lizzie's way too organized mind had made a seating chart for when they were on the taxi. "Oh, thanks, guys. You are the best family ever!" Gregor said with mock enthusiasm. "Why do I have to sit with her?"

"Honestly, Gregor, you sound like an eight-year-old!" His mother replied.

"HEY!" shouted Boots indignantly.

"Sorry, honey, he's acting like an eight-year-old boy." Boots seemed satisfied. "Why don't you want to sit next to her?" Grace demanded.

"'Cause I promised Lizzie I would let her sit next to Luxa!" he replied.

"Do NOT drag me into this Gregor," Lizzie said. "Just suck it up and sit next to your girlfriend. You spent the whole time while she wasn't here pining over her and now that she is you want nothing to do with her."

Luxa laughed, Gregor blushed, and his parents looked shocked. "You did not tell them, Gregor?"

"That's one of those things you don't tell your parents."

Luxa shook her head. She obviously didn't agree.

"You had a GIRLFRIEND!" Gregor's mom was pissed off to the max.

"No! What? No!" he said.

"'Luxa I just love you sooooo much!' 'Oh, Gregor, I know me too!'" Lizzie cut in mockingly.

Gregor glared at her in response. "Well at least the other secret is still a secret, right Liz?"

"Why did you remind me!" she yelled desperately. "You know I hate lying!"

"It's not lying if you don't tell them!" he said. He realized their parents were watching them.

"What didn't you tell us?" his dad asked.

"Well-"

"No, Lizzie."

"Tell us, Liz."

"Gregor's been practicing his sword fighting in that old house in the middle of the forest!" The words seemed to pour out of her.

"Lizzie, you totally owe me five bucks," Gregor said.

"You are grounded as soon as we get back to Virginia, young man," his mom said firmly.

Gregor sighed. He looked over at Luxa and back to his mom. "Mom, I'm not going back."