Series Title: Boy Meets Girl: A Lizwin Story

Author: Kiesa

Author's Note:

This, surprisingly, is NOT a Dasey story. It is a Lizwin. Now, this is my first FanFiction, so please, bear with me. This is just your standard, boy meets girl, girl meets boy, boy falls in love with girl, girl falls in love with boy story. I don't think being step-siblings should stop you from falling in love. But, never mind, read this awesome FanFiction now. I DO NOT OWN LIFE WITH DEREK OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS!!!

Chapter One:

Contemplating: Girls

When Lizzie and Casey first heard the simple IDEA of moving in with three boys, they simply freaked out. How could you put it? They hadn't lived with a man for five years, and they didn't want to any more. The girls were fine with not having a father. And now, they have to live at HIS house? This was just so wrong! Lizzie paced around her room and then flopped on her bed.

"What's wrong?" came the voice of her loving, but sometimes annoying sister, Casey. "Don't ask me that!" Lizzie said to her sister, standing up. "You know perfectly well!" She flopped back on her bed in frustration. Casey smiled, sat on Lizzie's bed and brushed away some of her hair. "Lizzie, I know I'm not happy with it either, but we have got to make the best. Mom is going to be so pleased with this life, we can't ruin it."

Lizzie sat up and crossed her legs. "But with BOYS? I mean, I already have to deal with them around the neighbor hood, I can't live with two stepbrothers!" Casey, trying to make her sister fell better, said, "We'll have a little sister. Her name is Marti, and I hear that she is absolutely adorable!" "Well," Lizzie thought, "That would make it so that there were four girls, and three boys." "Right!" Casey chirped. "Everything is going to be FINE!" Casey left the room for Lizzie to think.

Lizzie got on her computer and started sending an email to her friends. It read:

To: Alli, Mitchie, Lana, Chrissy, Danni, Danny, Nolin, and Christopher

From: Lizzie

Subject: Fwd: I'M MOVING

Body:

My dearest friends in all of Toronto,

I am moving to Ontario. Why you may ask? Because my mother is getting married to a man, named George Venturi, THAT'S WHY! He has two boys, one about Casey's age, and one about my age. George also has a daughter, her name is Marti. And she is about five. I do not know the two boys' names. We are moving into THEIR house. I will be going to the same middle school as the younger boy. And of course, live on the same floor of the house. Ugh… I hate my mother for making us do this. I would rather go live with my father in New York. I would like it there so much more. Well, I guess it is time for me to wrap it up, because I have to start packing. Goodbye and farewell my good friends.

Sincerely,

Elizabeth MacDonald

Lizzie sighed and she got up to start packing. First her shirts, then her pants, then socks, then underwear, then sweaters, and finally shoes. She was all packed before supper (dinner). When she went finished the dishes, Lizzie went upstairs and shut the door. She changed into her pajamas and went into her bed. She fell asleep calmly, and let her thoughts wander before the new trying day was to begin.

END OF CHAPTER

A/N The next one will be about the boys trying to contemplate about the girls moving in with them. PLEASE REVIEW! X]