Something's gotta give
- Well, lets face it. Sadly for me, I don't own any of the characters from Lizzie McGuire and hello! I don't even own the title. Oh well.
Chapter 1
"This is so lame, I mean if they sent me the invite a couple of days earlier I would've had time to shop for an outfit!" Lizzie McGuire screamed to no one in particular, obviously frustrated at the late invitation sitting on her dressing table.
It had been 10 years since she finished junior high and her former classmates decided upon an unofficial get-together. Call it a reunion even. She had not known about this discussion and got a bit of a shock that day when she saw the pink and silver envelope in her mailbox, which was obviously designed by none other than Kate Saunders. So now, she was in her apartment, rummaging through her closet, pulling out different styles of clothing and knickknacks desperately begging to the high heavens that she'd find a nice little outfit. Fed up, she turned to the dressing table and re- read the invitation, hoping that she had read the date wrong:
Friday, 15th November. 7.00pm sharp.
She let out a long sigh. There it was, still the same date, still the same time, in little silver handwriting.
"This is just great! I finally have the chance to get away from that place and I find out that I have a reunion coming up in two days. This is insane!" another long sigh.
"I wonder if Miranda's going." With that, she picked up the phone and dialed.
"Hey Miranda, how are ya?" Lizzie asked through the receiver.
"Oh, hey Lizzie, I'm great. Haven't heard from you for a while. Been busy I presume?" Her being busy was their usual start to a conversation.
"Um. Yeah. Anyway, I just called to ask if you've received that invite to the reunion?" Lizzie asked, rather quickly.
"Ah, yeah that. I got it last week." *Lizzie rolled her eyes this* "I've thought about it and I think I'm gonna go. How bout you?" Miranda replied excitedly.
"Well, I'm not sure yet. I guess I am but I haven't got the right outfit to wear!"
"Well, I'm finishing work early tomorrow because I'll have to pick up Scotty from the nursery. You know, they're closing early! I mean what kind of nursery closes early on a Friday!? Anyway, I could squeeze in a few shopping hours then, what do you say?" asked Miranda over a sudden loud cry in the background.
"Sounds great! Best news I've heard today. And I haven't seen little Scotty for ages." Scott is a product of Miranda's six-month relationship with a guy who left her after Scott was born. It was hard for Miranda at first she was only 22 at the time. So she stayed with Lizzie in New York for a while, holding little odd jobs here and there. But finally, she got her big break. She's now the co-editor of a well-known New York magazine and also lives in an apartment in the city.
"Yeah, well, he misses his aunt Lizzie too. If only you weren't too busy with your schedule and what not. I just hope your not doing this to get a certain person out of your mind."
"Miranda, I told you, I'm over that whole thing. I've put it in a plastic bag, wrapped it in newspaper, placed it in a box, sellotaped it shut and threw it in a dark corner at the back of my mind."
"Still, I guess your wondering if he's going to be there right?" Miranda asked smiling.
"Whatever Miranda. Look I've gotta go" replied Lizzie with a little laugh. "I'll catch you tomorrow".
"Alright Lizzie, but you've got to face the inevitable".
"Bye Miranda."
- Well, lets face it. Sadly for me, I don't own any of the characters from Lizzie McGuire and hello! I don't even own the title. Oh well.
Chapter 1
"This is so lame, I mean if they sent me the invite a couple of days earlier I would've had time to shop for an outfit!" Lizzie McGuire screamed to no one in particular, obviously frustrated at the late invitation sitting on her dressing table.
It had been 10 years since she finished junior high and her former classmates decided upon an unofficial get-together. Call it a reunion even. She had not known about this discussion and got a bit of a shock that day when she saw the pink and silver envelope in her mailbox, which was obviously designed by none other than Kate Saunders. So now, she was in her apartment, rummaging through her closet, pulling out different styles of clothing and knickknacks desperately begging to the high heavens that she'd find a nice little outfit. Fed up, she turned to the dressing table and re- read the invitation, hoping that she had read the date wrong:
Friday, 15th November. 7.00pm sharp.
She let out a long sigh. There it was, still the same date, still the same time, in little silver handwriting.
"This is just great! I finally have the chance to get away from that place and I find out that I have a reunion coming up in two days. This is insane!" another long sigh.
"I wonder if Miranda's going." With that, she picked up the phone and dialed.
"Hey Miranda, how are ya?" Lizzie asked through the receiver.
"Oh, hey Lizzie, I'm great. Haven't heard from you for a while. Been busy I presume?" Her being busy was their usual start to a conversation.
"Um. Yeah. Anyway, I just called to ask if you've received that invite to the reunion?" Lizzie asked, rather quickly.
"Ah, yeah that. I got it last week." *Lizzie rolled her eyes this* "I've thought about it and I think I'm gonna go. How bout you?" Miranda replied excitedly.
"Well, I'm not sure yet. I guess I am but I haven't got the right outfit to wear!"
"Well, I'm finishing work early tomorrow because I'll have to pick up Scotty from the nursery. You know, they're closing early! I mean what kind of nursery closes early on a Friday!? Anyway, I could squeeze in a few shopping hours then, what do you say?" asked Miranda over a sudden loud cry in the background.
"Sounds great! Best news I've heard today. And I haven't seen little Scotty for ages." Scott is a product of Miranda's six-month relationship with a guy who left her after Scott was born. It was hard for Miranda at first she was only 22 at the time. So she stayed with Lizzie in New York for a while, holding little odd jobs here and there. But finally, she got her big break. She's now the co-editor of a well-known New York magazine and also lives in an apartment in the city.
"Yeah, well, he misses his aunt Lizzie too. If only you weren't too busy with your schedule and what not. I just hope your not doing this to get a certain person out of your mind."
"Miranda, I told you, I'm over that whole thing. I've put it in a plastic bag, wrapped it in newspaper, placed it in a box, sellotaped it shut and threw it in a dark corner at the back of my mind."
"Still, I guess your wondering if he's going to be there right?" Miranda asked smiling.
"Whatever Miranda. Look I've gotta go" replied Lizzie with a little laugh. "I'll catch you tomorrow".
"Alright Lizzie, but you've got to face the inevitable".
"Bye Miranda."