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So I'm sitting in this really boring lecture here at California University listening to my professor speak about soil in this stupid advanced physics course. By the way, I'm Lizzie McGuire and if I were you I'd be out of this class in a flash. I think I took it mainly because of my adorable neighbor, Corey. He lives just a floor beneath me in this apartment I share with my friends Parker, who is dating the infamous Ethan and then Miranda who I love and adore, also dating someone, some guy who lives on the same floor as our 'quaint' apartment.

I, on the other hand, have been chasing after this brainy Corey for sometime and I haven't been able to interest him in myself. Then again that could be because I haven't really had a full conversation with him. Maybe that's my problem. Oh, here comes Miranda, most likely about to gush about Bobby or John, or whatever his name is. See, she jumps from boy to boy these days. Just between you and me, she's a bit of a sex hound. I don't really know where it all came from, but she is.

She treats sex like leading male characters in films treat sex, as escapades to see who can get with more women, only in her case, men! Last week alone she was with John five times. Our paper thin walls don't exactly leave a lot to the imagination. Then, let's not forget about Parker, who has been dating Ethan Kraft since grade 12. Now this may only be our first year of university, which by the way, I'm surprised Ethan got accepted with his lack of brains. But, they just go at it like two dogs in heat. Of course I had to choose the room between Miranda and Parker's. On most night's I find myself bunking up with some girl down the hall, Alice. I, on the other hand, am still a virgin unlike both my room-mates.

Now I kind of know what you're thinking here, she pities herself for never going any further. But the real truth is that I only wanted to give myself to the man I am going to marry, or at least when I'm in love. I'm not the type to hop from boy to boy every week and besides, Miranda and Parker are always complaining about how sore they are.

Like right now I'm sitting in class, thinking to myself and I see out the window Miranda with a guy who does not look like John. Maybe it's that other guy on our floor, his room-mate Paul. Most of the guys in our building all 'know' Miranda one way or another from one week of this year. I am still chasing after Corey who doesn't seem to notice me much.

Now Corey, you're probably thinking, why go after a brainer after you denied Larry Tudgeman the chance. Answer: It was Larry! He wasn't so bad, just not my type, the un-groomed is far from my type, while Corey is definitely the hot, smart type. Much like Gordo, ah Gordo. The once love of my life.

Did I ever mention that I dated Gordo in high school? No, I didn't did I. Well that's a story all it's own but the summery consists of us breaking up after our dating through high school. The reason we broke up was that Gordo was going to a school on the other side of the country and we just couldn't deal with being apart. We say we just 'separated' and would see if the time came we could fit back together, but I doubt that will happen.

For right now, I'm looking for someone to enjoy my company and want to spend time listening to what I had to say. How I loved Gordo, someone like Gordo, Corey's like Gordo. No, he isn't actually exactly like film student Gordo, but a lot like his high-achieving loving ways I do see in Corey who I've been chasing for about two months now. I plan to speak to him after class. Miranda and I have conceived a plan of action of what to say.

Finally my teacher ended class and rang a little bell he usually rang to wake up any sleepers in the course. This snapped me out of my little world and then I felt something hit me.

"Ouch" I say turning around realizing I'd been hit in the head with a pencil.

"Sorry, it slipped. I'm Corey by the way. You live in my building right?" he asked with a 100 watt smile.

"Yeah, I'm Lizzie, I think I live a floor up from you" Who am I kidding, I do live a floor up from you and I've known all along!

"So what do you think of this class?" he smiled again making my heart flutter.

"It's actually really boring and really hard at the same time." Shit, maybe I shouldn't have dissed him by saying it was boring. Maybe he loves it.

He laughed heartily and said, "Yeah, it's hard, but I get it. If you need any help, just knock on my door, room 356. I'm always there except for when I have study group. Hey you should so come to my study group. It will really help you."

Oh My GOD! I would do anything for you gorgeous! "Um, yeah, that would be great, when?"

"Um, tonight at 7. Why don't I come pick you up? What room are you in?" he smiled inquiringly at me and again my heart fluttered.

"Umm 417. I'll be there!"

"Great, see you at 6:30. Maybe we can grab some coffee after?"

"Yeah, awesome!" Coffee. With Corey. YES!!!!

He walked off happily and then it hit me- I had a date with Corey, a study date. This means that he was interested in me too. It was just me and it was him too. And he liked me. I'm really confusing myself here. But who cares!

I ran back to my apartment-not walked but ran. As I unlocked the door I smelt the familiar scent of sex that usually crept from Parker and Miranda's rooms. Great! All I need is Corey coming to my sex-smelling apartment and taking one sniff and thinking I'm some kind of sex-whore.

I walked into my room throwing my books across my small bed scouring my closet for something cute to wear. But I found only a cute pair of jeans and desperately wanted to wear Parker's cute shrunken blazer with this sweet lacy white tank top I just bought. I heard screams of pleasure from both rooms and decided against knocking, avoiding myself from seeing a compromising situation. I looked over at the clock – 4:40 pm. Damn! I have like two hours before Corey comes over! I decided to take a shower then have something quick to eat. As I finished up my hair, Parker came knocking at the door.

"Liz, I need to get in there. Uh, I'm in a bit of a mess here..." she added quietly.

"What now Parker, I was just," I said opening the door realizing she was in a robe with a naked Ethan close behind her.

"Lizzie, looking good. Hot date right?" Ethan added looking me up and down playfully.

"Umm, yeah... You guys go ahead. But can I borrow your blazer tonight Parker?"

"Whatever Liz- just let us get in there, before something gets all over this carpet!"

I moved quickly realizing Parker was getting pretty angry. She slipped into the washroom with Ethan close behind her. Ethan's body was hot, I looked of course, but I wasn't interested in him like she was. He was just a simple friend. A very simple friend.

I ran into Parker's room stinking of sweat and grabbed some air freshener spraying the room and the apartment heavily. Then I grabbed her blazer and headed into our small kitchenette to make something quick for supper. I looked at the clock realizing that Corey would be here any minute and decided on a quick muffin and waited at the now fresh apartment when I heard a knock at the door...

A/n... hope you guys enjoyed this. I'll continue if I get encouraging reviews...I like this story, it's a grown up Lizzie which I think many of us have been waiting for. And I think we all knew Miranda would turn into a bit of a nymph!