Author's Note: I don't own anybody, except any extra characters! A Raiderette is a raiders cheerleader, just to let you know!
"Miranda, we're not going to have a chance to be Raiderette's unless you get your butt over here! Now!" 18 year old Lizzie McGuire said, angrily. Miranda was already really late.
"I'm on my way. If you'd quit calling me every single minute, I could drive, instead of picking up my cell phone! STOP CALLING!" Miranda replied, even more angrily.
Lizzie and Miranda were heading to the Oakland Raiderettes tryouts. They were really nervous, but still very excited.
A few minutes later, Miranda finally arrived. The first day of auditions would be dancing. Then, if they made it to the second auditions, they would probably do interviews, and then anonounce who made up the 50 Raiderettes.
Lizzie got into the car, and started talking.
"Do you know the dance well?" Lizzie asked.
"Very. I am so nervous." Miranda said.
"You're not alone!" Lizzie replied.
That was how the conversation went about the whole time.
"Miranda, we're not going to have a chance to be Raiderette's unless you get your butt over here! Now!" 18 year old Lizzie McGuire said, angrily. Miranda was already really late.
"I'm on my way. If you'd quit calling me every single minute, I could drive, instead of picking up my cell phone! STOP CALLING!" Miranda replied, even more angrily.
Lizzie and Miranda were heading to the Oakland Raiderettes tryouts. They were really nervous, but still very excited.
A few minutes later, Miranda finally arrived. The first day of auditions would be dancing. Then, if they made it to the second auditions, they would probably do interviews, and then anonounce who made up the 50 Raiderettes.
Lizzie got into the car, and started talking.
"Do you know the dance well?" Lizzie asked.
"Very. I am so nervous." Miranda said.
"You're not alone!" Lizzie replied.
That was how the conversation went about the whole time.