The After Years
A/N- Keep in mind that this is my first story!
Disclaimer- I don't own any Lizzie McGuire characters except for the people I add in on random
Lizzie Craft (formerly known as Lizzie McGuire before marrying Ethan Craft) was cleaning the closet in her and Ethan's room when she came across a box lying under a pile of her 13-year-old daughter Jessica's clothes. "What is this?" Lizzie muttered to herself. She opened the box to find the letter she wrote to herself as a school assignment when she began the journey of high school.
Dear Lizzie,
I don't know when you are reading this, but hello from the past. I am still as much as a klutz as ever and I don't know if I will EVER change! Take yesterday for example. I lost my homework and I knocked over my pencil case and its contents spilled all over and all of my pencils and pens were rolling around the classroom! Unfortunately, it was when final exams had just started so my teacher made me leave everything where it was. The only thing that was in reach was Matt's little car pencil from like years ago and I don't even know how it got in there! Ugghh. So I had to write my exam with that and after class my teacher gave me a long lecture about not being such a klutz and disturbing her class! It also took me about 5 minutes to find everything so I was late for English! If that wasn't bad enough, I dropped my lunch tray in the cafeteria. The worst part was ETHAN CRAFT was standing right near me! He is even better looking this year then he was in middle school! I didn't even know that that was possible! He even memorized the alphabet! Anyways, here is the question I have been wanting to ask which I desperately hope is a reality. Did I reach my dream and become a fashion designer?
Lizzie stopped reading and sighed. She thought of how being a klutz had almost prevented her from living her dream. After a few years she was able to get back and fulfill her dream. She became successful and traveled the world watching fashion shows of other peoples creations and watched models model her own creations. When in Italy, she had even seen Isabella who had went solo a few years before. Lizzie knew Miranda had problems with her love life after leaving college early. She was still living with her parents as far as Lizzie knew.
Just then Ethan called up the stairs "Lizzie, Miranda is on the phone." Surprised her old friend was calling, Lizzie headed down the stairs to catch up with her best friend she had not talked to in weeks.
A/N- so there is the first chapter. I know it kind of stinks but the story will get better and remember, this is my first fanfiction so please don't flame! But I love reviews and I don't mind helpful things that may make the story better.
Sorry for the bad and short first chapter
Angelica