Right for Me
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing off of LM. Maybe that's a good thing.
Summary: Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo attend a popular-only party where some interesting things happen.
Author's Notes: Hey guys, I'm back again. I stopped Midnight Angel because I wasn't feeling it and I felt that the plot was going nowhere. So instead of that story, I give you this. Enjoy.
Ever since the sixth grade, Althea Thomas threw parties that were the highlight of the school year. Every time there was a special event- Back to School, Halloween, Christmas, Spring Break, or End of the Year, she would invite the popular kids to a party. The basic objectives for the party was to get drunk, dance, and get some. These rules applied especially if you were in high school. The Monday after, the whole school would be filled with gossip- who slept with who, who got really drunk and did something stupid, and who got in trouble when they got home. Parties like these could make or break someone's reputation, so it was always entertaining when people showed up and did something so embarrassing that they couldn't show their face until Monday.
On Saturday Kate, Claire, Mark, Kelly, Brandon, Joe, and Leslie had crammed into Ethan's SUV and headed to an infamous End of the Year party. What they didn't know is this would be the beginning of an interesting summer. Everything about that night seemed in their favor as Ethan pulled out of the driveway swung around and started up the road. Earlier on, the temperature in the suburbs rose to around 100 degrees, but now as the sun was setting and the sky was turning to the color of golden ambiance, a small breeze swept through the region, cooling off the softball kids while they play their games and old people who wait for the evening programs on the televisions to begin. Claire was upset that she had to be stuck in the back with people she hardly knew. She would rather sit in the front where the air could flow freely between her golden brown locks. But of course it was Kate's rightful place, as everybody knew, and all Claire could do is complain in her head. The only reason Mark, Joe, and Leslie were invited is Kate's mother had insisted that her 'friends' come to the party and 'have a good time around the neighborhood.'
-Huh, what bullshit. The real reason that those losers are here is to make Kate feel good, look cool and popular, and show off to Althea. - Clare thought bitterly as the truck turned off the boulevard and onto the high way. The car sat in silence as the radio played some old pop song softly on the radio. It was always like this right before a party, the car bathed in silence especially if Kate and Claire had gotten into a big fight. They were almost to the exit where they need to be when a familiar booming noise entered their ears.
Bump-bump-bump-thicka bump-bump-bump-thicka bump-bump-bum-
The music from the party blasted the Expedition as it traveled behind several cars heading toward the sound. Althea lived some ten miles from the nearest suburb and the only way to get out to her house was to either get a ride from someone or drive there yourself. To Ethan, Kate, and Claire, this was a ritual. Get together at Ethan's house (his parents were the most laid back), go to a party, have fun, go home, and the girls would discuss what happened Saturday. As they grew older, the parties became wilder and out of control. Soon though, Althea would leave for college, placing Kate as the newest popular girl. Secretly Kate cherished the idea and hoped that Althea could hurry up and graduate already. Ethan pulled off the main road and onto a small dirt road leading to the private estate of the Thomas'. The road became bumpy and hard to drive on even for the truck.
"Thank God we're almost there. My head keeps hitting the roof." Kelly complained as she tried to shift around on Brandon's lap.
"Kelly please. I'm the one who you got that huge butt on and you don't hear me complaining." Brandon said.
"Maybe because your receiving such pleasure from it" She answered sternly.
"Whatever." He mumbled from underneath.
"Hey keep it quiet back there. It hard to concentrate on the road." Ethan said over the blaring music.
"Kate," Claire said, looking towards the passenger's seat, anger forgotten for a moment. "Do you know who's coming to the party?"
"Most of the seniors, most of the juniors, us of course," Kate added with a flair, "and some sophomores and a couple of freshmen. Why?" Kate said, looking back at the brown skinned girl.
"Well I heard Lizzie and her damn friends were actually going to show up." Claire said with a smirk.
"Hmm. This should be interesting." Kate replied with a wicked smile.
Ever since freshmen year, Kate and Claire have been charting Lizzie, Gordo, and Miranda's rise in popularity. In ninth grade- they were nobodies, none knew who they were and none cared. In tenth grade- the popular people started taking notice. They were invited to all the good parties and got the best seats at the sporting events. Lizzie had made it onto the cheerleading team, Miranda was most popular with the minority groups- Latinos; Asians; and African Americans, and Gordo turned out to be a very good soccer player, making captain. By the eleventh grade-they were minor celebrities in the school, only edged out by Ethan, Claire and Kate of course. This got Claire and Kate worried about the future. How were they ever supposed to complete with those three when everybody knew that high school was about kicking out the old and ushering in the new? Kate needed a plan and needed one now. She asked Ethan's friends, Mark and Joe, to sleep with Lizzie and Miranda and announce it to the entire school the week before summer break.
Now where would she find a party that no one would notice those two? It was Claire's idea to ask Althea to invite the trio to her End of the Year bash and she agreed. Kate called up Mark and Joe and described the plan. They went along with it, citing they had nothing else to do. So the plan and hopefully their future were set. All they needed to do was wait for the girls to get there.
"Kate, is everything ready for tonight?" Claire asked Kate
"Of course, girl." Kate replied "You know I didn't forget anything. Why are you asking?"
"Just wondering."
Kate turned around to look at the girl. She knew something was up and she wanted answers. But the interrogation would come later, at the party. Kate turned her attention to the boys sitting in the back.
"Are you two idiots ready for tonight?" she asked calmly
"If." Mark started with a grin plastered on his face. "If you mean do we have our equipment ready and primed for action, then yeah Katie-bear, we're ready. Do ya wanna test the 'equipment'?"
"Hell no, you loser. The only girl you better touch is that bitch McGuire." Kate replied, her voice turning nasty and cold.
"Dude, I know you're not flirting with my girl. I mean I'm sitting right in the car!" Ethan said with anger in his voice. Ever since Ethan became involved in aggressive sports- football and wrestling, he tends to lash out on people more often. Even a little prank can set him off, so his buddies have learned to stay away from an angry Ethan. Kate is secretly afraid he might snap and hit her one-day.
"Ethan, honey. That dumb ass was making a dumb joke. He's sorry for what he said, right?" She turned around and looked him dead in his eyes.
"Yeah, sorry E." Mark said quietly and then turned to his window.
"See, the conversation was going ok until you had open your filthy mouth." Kate said turning to the front. Someone in the back snorted back a laugh and then the car became silent.
Claire was thankful that Kate hadn't gone on discussing the plan. She knew that something that would ruin Kate's perfect little plan. Secretly, Claire didn't want to tell Kate the info because it was none of her business and she could care less if Kate's plan didn't work. Frankly, she was tired of being in perfect Kate's shadow. If McGuire and Company became more popular than her, Kate, and Ethan, she would step back and let them pass, all the while looking at Kate's beautiful face turn to something twisted and ugly. Claire could start over, even if it is a little late. She a name for herself instead of being called: Kate's friend, black girl, or the ever- popular saying, Kate's henchwoman.
So as Leslie turned back to talk to Brandon, Claire was already thinking how she could hide her emotions from Kate. But they have been friends for so long, Kate could read her like a book.
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The truck pulled up onto a paved driveway and turned toward the front of the house. A boy with blond hair and was wearing a blue shirt and khaki shorts was waiting by the gate and signaled Ethan to roll down his window.
"Names?" He asked. This was the kind of party where people with nothing to do would try and crash. So they always had someone checking the names by the front.
"Ethan Craft, Kate Sanders, Claire Miller, Mark Johnson, Kelly Hopkins, Brandon Hampton, Joe Montiga, and Leslie Bibb." Answered Kate with a sweet smile.
"Ok, ya'll cool. Drive around until you can find a space." He said as he backed away from the car and motioned for another car to come to the front.
Ethan drove around until he parked on the nearest grassy spot and every body climbed out thankfully. Kate stretched her arms and Claire jumped up and down. The others walked around, trying to stretch out their legs. Kate was nervous. No, more than that. She was beyond nervous. This was the last shot she had at getting McGuire. The only thing she would be able to do next year is worry about colleges, the SAT's. Forget about some popularity contest. While Kate was asking Ethan about the car, she saw Claire, standing near Mark and Joe, trying hard not to seem worried. But it was obvious that she was holding back something and Kate didn't like the fact that her 'friend' was trying to keep secrets from her.
-Poor fool. As usual, trying to find away to hide secrets from me and it never works. I wonder what that little girl is trying to pull?- Kate thought as everyone started walking toward the house where the ground was already covered with beer bottles, puke, and blood.
"Looks like the party has already started." Mumbled Brandon who was hand in hand with his girlfriend, Kelly. Ethan had his arm around Kate and was whispering and kissing her neck. -Please. Save that for the party.- Claire thought as she and Leslie walked between Mark and Joe. The group was silent more or less due to the insanely loud music and more so to Claire trying to keep up the false bravado. They reached the huge front door near the two rows of neat and tidy flower beds. Ethan reached the door first, and he held the door open for everyone except for Mark.
"Thanks." Mark grumbled once he walked through the door. Ethan hardly gave him a backward glance and said under his breath "loser." They came into the main hall and they all stopped in awe. Even though Ethan, Claire, and Kate partied in this house several times, the sight still took their breath away. But for Brandon, Kelly, Leslie, Mark and Joe, this was a new experience. The main hallway had a ceiling as high as any cathedral. The crystal chandelier sparkled and bounce to the energetic music. You could see all the way down the hallway. The wall was painted with crème paint and covered by tacky pictures and wall hangings. The plush carpet matched the exact color of the walls. A girl with light green eyes, auburn hair and a normal size body strolled up to the group with coats in her hand.
"Excuse me, I had to grab some coats. My name's Elle, and I'm the chaperone. I've seen you here before, so just put your coat in the closet. Go grab a beer and have some fun!" She yelled over the music. She led them to the hall closet and yanked the door opened. Inside, a couple were making out.
"Here!" Elle shouted over the music. She grabbed everyone's coat and threw them at the couple. " Hang those up when you're done!"
She slammed the door and turned back to the group. " I gotta go and greet some guest. See ya later!" She ran over to the front door and started talking and taking a couple of boys' coat. They left the closet, heading for the den when Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo walked through the door.
-Oh shit. I gotta go now. - Claire thought. She grabbed Leslie and whispered, "Since everybody else is hooked up, lets find some cute boys and dance, ok?"
"Yeah, sure" said Leslie, with an air of confusion. Claire started to the den where the party was going on loud while Mark and Joe walked over to Lizzie and Miranda, setting the plan in action.
"Ladies!" Kate said, casting a look toward Claire and Leslie. "If you could follow me to the bathroom. We need to check our make up and have a little discussion." Everyone agreed and headed for the bathroom except for Claire who was trying to buy time.
"Of course, Kate. Just let me go get everyone some thing to dri-"
"I said now Claire." Kate replied, her tone changing quickly. Claire knew there was no escaping the wrath of Kate, and there was nothing she could do.
"All right, I'm coming." Mumbled Claire as the group of girls walked back to the front of the bathroom. They passed Lizzie and Miranda talking with Mark and Joe. Gordo followed behind them with a bored look on his face.
-Damn her! Oh well, it's not like I could keep her in the dark for long. - Claire thought bitterly as she walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
"Hey E, what was all that about?" Asked Brandon.
"My man, that was an example of Kate's influence and dominance. Now let's head to the kitchen and grab us a few beers. The real party is about to start." Ethan smiled and headed through the big kitchen.
"You bet. Hey, wait up!" Brandon called as he jogged to catch up. "Women." He muttered and shook his head.
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A/N: Ok, well that was the first chapter, I hope you like that. The next chapter is kinda blah, but I need to explain how the trio was invited to the infamous party. So if you like, click that little button and let me know how ya feel. Let me know about any changes that need to be made.
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing off of LM. Maybe that's a good thing.
Summary: Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo attend a popular-only party where some interesting things happen.
Author's Notes: Hey guys, I'm back again. I stopped Midnight Angel because I wasn't feeling it and I felt that the plot was going nowhere. So instead of that story, I give you this. Enjoy.
Ever since the sixth grade, Althea Thomas threw parties that were the highlight of the school year. Every time there was a special event- Back to School, Halloween, Christmas, Spring Break, or End of the Year, she would invite the popular kids to a party. The basic objectives for the party was to get drunk, dance, and get some. These rules applied especially if you were in high school. The Monday after, the whole school would be filled with gossip- who slept with who, who got really drunk and did something stupid, and who got in trouble when they got home. Parties like these could make or break someone's reputation, so it was always entertaining when people showed up and did something so embarrassing that they couldn't show their face until Monday.
On Saturday Kate, Claire, Mark, Kelly, Brandon, Joe, and Leslie had crammed into Ethan's SUV and headed to an infamous End of the Year party. What they didn't know is this would be the beginning of an interesting summer. Everything about that night seemed in their favor as Ethan pulled out of the driveway swung around and started up the road. Earlier on, the temperature in the suburbs rose to around 100 degrees, but now as the sun was setting and the sky was turning to the color of golden ambiance, a small breeze swept through the region, cooling off the softball kids while they play their games and old people who wait for the evening programs on the televisions to begin. Claire was upset that she had to be stuck in the back with people she hardly knew. She would rather sit in the front where the air could flow freely between her golden brown locks. But of course it was Kate's rightful place, as everybody knew, and all Claire could do is complain in her head. The only reason Mark, Joe, and Leslie were invited is Kate's mother had insisted that her 'friends' come to the party and 'have a good time around the neighborhood.'
-Huh, what bullshit. The real reason that those losers are here is to make Kate feel good, look cool and popular, and show off to Althea. - Clare thought bitterly as the truck turned off the boulevard and onto the high way. The car sat in silence as the radio played some old pop song softly on the radio. It was always like this right before a party, the car bathed in silence especially if Kate and Claire had gotten into a big fight. They were almost to the exit where they need to be when a familiar booming noise entered their ears.
Bump-bump-bump-thicka bump-bump-bump-thicka bump-bump-bum-
The music from the party blasted the Expedition as it traveled behind several cars heading toward the sound. Althea lived some ten miles from the nearest suburb and the only way to get out to her house was to either get a ride from someone or drive there yourself. To Ethan, Kate, and Claire, this was a ritual. Get together at Ethan's house (his parents were the most laid back), go to a party, have fun, go home, and the girls would discuss what happened Saturday. As they grew older, the parties became wilder and out of control. Soon though, Althea would leave for college, placing Kate as the newest popular girl. Secretly Kate cherished the idea and hoped that Althea could hurry up and graduate already. Ethan pulled off the main road and onto a small dirt road leading to the private estate of the Thomas'. The road became bumpy and hard to drive on even for the truck.
"Thank God we're almost there. My head keeps hitting the roof." Kelly complained as she tried to shift around on Brandon's lap.
"Kelly please. I'm the one who you got that huge butt on and you don't hear me complaining." Brandon said.
"Maybe because your receiving such pleasure from it" She answered sternly.
"Whatever." He mumbled from underneath.
"Hey keep it quiet back there. It hard to concentrate on the road." Ethan said over the blaring music.
"Kate," Claire said, looking towards the passenger's seat, anger forgotten for a moment. "Do you know who's coming to the party?"
"Most of the seniors, most of the juniors, us of course," Kate added with a flair, "and some sophomores and a couple of freshmen. Why?" Kate said, looking back at the brown skinned girl.
"Well I heard Lizzie and her damn friends were actually going to show up." Claire said with a smirk.
"Hmm. This should be interesting." Kate replied with a wicked smile.
Ever since freshmen year, Kate and Claire have been charting Lizzie, Gordo, and Miranda's rise in popularity. In ninth grade- they were nobodies, none knew who they were and none cared. In tenth grade- the popular people started taking notice. They were invited to all the good parties and got the best seats at the sporting events. Lizzie had made it onto the cheerleading team, Miranda was most popular with the minority groups- Latinos; Asians; and African Americans, and Gordo turned out to be a very good soccer player, making captain. By the eleventh grade-they were minor celebrities in the school, only edged out by Ethan, Claire and Kate of course. This got Claire and Kate worried about the future. How were they ever supposed to complete with those three when everybody knew that high school was about kicking out the old and ushering in the new? Kate needed a plan and needed one now. She asked Ethan's friends, Mark and Joe, to sleep with Lizzie and Miranda and announce it to the entire school the week before summer break.
Now where would she find a party that no one would notice those two? It was Claire's idea to ask Althea to invite the trio to her End of the Year bash and she agreed. Kate called up Mark and Joe and described the plan. They went along with it, citing they had nothing else to do. So the plan and hopefully their future were set. All they needed to do was wait for the girls to get there.
"Kate, is everything ready for tonight?" Claire asked Kate
"Of course, girl." Kate replied "You know I didn't forget anything. Why are you asking?"
"Just wondering."
Kate turned around to look at the girl. She knew something was up and she wanted answers. But the interrogation would come later, at the party. Kate turned her attention to the boys sitting in the back.
"Are you two idiots ready for tonight?" she asked calmly
"If." Mark started with a grin plastered on his face. "If you mean do we have our equipment ready and primed for action, then yeah Katie-bear, we're ready. Do ya wanna test the 'equipment'?"
"Hell no, you loser. The only girl you better touch is that bitch McGuire." Kate replied, her voice turning nasty and cold.
"Dude, I know you're not flirting with my girl. I mean I'm sitting right in the car!" Ethan said with anger in his voice. Ever since Ethan became involved in aggressive sports- football and wrestling, he tends to lash out on people more often. Even a little prank can set him off, so his buddies have learned to stay away from an angry Ethan. Kate is secretly afraid he might snap and hit her one-day.
"Ethan, honey. That dumb ass was making a dumb joke. He's sorry for what he said, right?" She turned around and looked him dead in his eyes.
"Yeah, sorry E." Mark said quietly and then turned to his window.
"See, the conversation was going ok until you had open your filthy mouth." Kate said turning to the front. Someone in the back snorted back a laugh and then the car became silent.
Claire was thankful that Kate hadn't gone on discussing the plan. She knew that something that would ruin Kate's perfect little plan. Secretly, Claire didn't want to tell Kate the info because it was none of her business and she could care less if Kate's plan didn't work. Frankly, she was tired of being in perfect Kate's shadow. If McGuire and Company became more popular than her, Kate, and Ethan, she would step back and let them pass, all the while looking at Kate's beautiful face turn to something twisted and ugly. Claire could start over, even if it is a little late. She a name for herself instead of being called: Kate's friend, black girl, or the ever- popular saying, Kate's henchwoman.
So as Leslie turned back to talk to Brandon, Claire was already thinking how she could hide her emotions from Kate. But they have been friends for so long, Kate could read her like a book.
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The truck pulled up onto a paved driveway and turned toward the front of the house. A boy with blond hair and was wearing a blue shirt and khaki shorts was waiting by the gate and signaled Ethan to roll down his window.
"Names?" He asked. This was the kind of party where people with nothing to do would try and crash. So they always had someone checking the names by the front.
"Ethan Craft, Kate Sanders, Claire Miller, Mark Johnson, Kelly Hopkins, Brandon Hampton, Joe Montiga, and Leslie Bibb." Answered Kate with a sweet smile.
"Ok, ya'll cool. Drive around until you can find a space." He said as he backed away from the car and motioned for another car to come to the front.
Ethan drove around until he parked on the nearest grassy spot and every body climbed out thankfully. Kate stretched her arms and Claire jumped up and down. The others walked around, trying to stretch out their legs. Kate was nervous. No, more than that. She was beyond nervous. This was the last shot she had at getting McGuire. The only thing she would be able to do next year is worry about colleges, the SAT's. Forget about some popularity contest. While Kate was asking Ethan about the car, she saw Claire, standing near Mark and Joe, trying hard not to seem worried. But it was obvious that she was holding back something and Kate didn't like the fact that her 'friend' was trying to keep secrets from her.
-Poor fool. As usual, trying to find away to hide secrets from me and it never works. I wonder what that little girl is trying to pull?- Kate thought as everyone started walking toward the house where the ground was already covered with beer bottles, puke, and blood.
"Looks like the party has already started." Mumbled Brandon who was hand in hand with his girlfriend, Kelly. Ethan had his arm around Kate and was whispering and kissing her neck. -Please. Save that for the party.- Claire thought as she and Leslie walked between Mark and Joe. The group was silent more or less due to the insanely loud music and more so to Claire trying to keep up the false bravado. They reached the huge front door near the two rows of neat and tidy flower beds. Ethan reached the door first, and he held the door open for everyone except for Mark.
"Thanks." Mark grumbled once he walked through the door. Ethan hardly gave him a backward glance and said under his breath "loser." They came into the main hall and they all stopped in awe. Even though Ethan, Claire, and Kate partied in this house several times, the sight still took their breath away. But for Brandon, Kelly, Leslie, Mark and Joe, this was a new experience. The main hallway had a ceiling as high as any cathedral. The crystal chandelier sparkled and bounce to the energetic music. You could see all the way down the hallway. The wall was painted with crème paint and covered by tacky pictures and wall hangings. The plush carpet matched the exact color of the walls. A girl with light green eyes, auburn hair and a normal size body strolled up to the group with coats in her hand.
"Excuse me, I had to grab some coats. My name's Elle, and I'm the chaperone. I've seen you here before, so just put your coat in the closet. Go grab a beer and have some fun!" She yelled over the music. She led them to the hall closet and yanked the door opened. Inside, a couple were making out.
"Here!" Elle shouted over the music. She grabbed everyone's coat and threw them at the couple. " Hang those up when you're done!"
She slammed the door and turned back to the group. " I gotta go and greet some guest. See ya later!" She ran over to the front door and started talking and taking a couple of boys' coat. They left the closet, heading for the den when Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo walked through the door.
-Oh shit. I gotta go now. - Claire thought. She grabbed Leslie and whispered, "Since everybody else is hooked up, lets find some cute boys and dance, ok?"
"Yeah, sure" said Leslie, with an air of confusion. Claire started to the den where the party was going on loud while Mark and Joe walked over to Lizzie and Miranda, setting the plan in action.
"Ladies!" Kate said, casting a look toward Claire and Leslie. "If you could follow me to the bathroom. We need to check our make up and have a little discussion." Everyone agreed and headed for the bathroom except for Claire who was trying to buy time.
"Of course, Kate. Just let me go get everyone some thing to dri-"
"I said now Claire." Kate replied, her tone changing quickly. Claire knew there was no escaping the wrath of Kate, and there was nothing she could do.
"All right, I'm coming." Mumbled Claire as the group of girls walked back to the front of the bathroom. They passed Lizzie and Miranda talking with Mark and Joe. Gordo followed behind them with a bored look on his face.
-Damn her! Oh well, it's not like I could keep her in the dark for long. - Claire thought bitterly as she walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
"Hey E, what was all that about?" Asked Brandon.
"My man, that was an example of Kate's influence and dominance. Now let's head to the kitchen and grab us a few beers. The real party is about to start." Ethan smiled and headed through the big kitchen.
"You bet. Hey, wait up!" Brandon called as he jogged to catch up. "Women." He muttered and shook his head.
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A/N: Ok, well that was the first chapter, I hope you like that. The next chapter is kinda blah, but I need to explain how the trio was invited to the infamous party. So if you like, click that little button and let me know how ya feel. Let me know about any changes that need to be made.