"Lizzie, Lizzie with a Zitty"
Chapter 1
I've hit the snooze button a couple of times already and this is the second time Mom called me
for breakfast. I groaned. The homework that I made last night kept me up late.
I stood up because I know that I need to go to school anyway, like it or not. Looking at the
mirror, I saw the biggest zit ever, right at my very own nose! And I mean it's big, very big and
huge and gross and did I mention that it's big? Because it is!
Guess what I did next.
I screamed as loudly as I could, hoping it would scare off the zit and leave my nose alone. But
you know what? It didn't work.
Three people entered my room.
"Lizzie?" Mom cried.
"What's the matter, honey?" Dad asked.
People can be clueless at times.
"WHAT IS THAT THING ON YOUR NOSE?" Matt screamed dramatically and then laughed his head off.
Great. I have a big zit on my nose and Matt thinks it's funny. Bummer. Let's see how this day
goes.
In front of Lizzie's locker...
"Hey, Lizzie," Gordo and Miranda greeted me. Yess!! They didn't even notice my big, fat, red
pimple! Well, at least until...
"Oh. My. God." Miranda said, shocked.
"What about Him?" I said, annoyed.
Gordo looked at me as if I've grown an extra head.
I spent the rest of the morning periods dodging glances from people. All they ever do is look at
me as if I were a slug or snigger behind my back.
Ugh. This is one of the worst mornings I ever had.
Lunch time...
I played with the pizza Miranda got for me. I heard the cafeteria ladies laugh before in the
kitchen when they added their secret ingredient to the Sloppy Joes, and I don't ever want to
hear it again.
If they see my zit, the spotlight will be on me. I sometimes wish to be the center of
attention but not now. Especially not with this thing on my nose.
Anyway, back to the pizza. It smells *so* much like Elmer's glue...
"So you're not gonna eat your pizza?" Miranda asked.
Yeah, right.
"Come on, Miranda. It awfully smells like glue."
Gordo shivered. "Those cafeteria ladies..." he muttered.
"You know, Lizzie, you'll never have a chance to be popular with that zit on your nose," Miranda
pointed out.
I feel angry but shrugged off Miranda's comment. I've had enough already.
And then, the person I've been dreading to see came.
Author's Notes: Next chapter will be up tomorrow. Please review any way you like. Flames will be
ignored but constructive criticisms are welcome. Hope you liked this!
Chapter 1
I've hit the snooze button a couple of times already and this is the second time Mom called me
for breakfast. I groaned. The homework that I made last night kept me up late.
I stood up because I know that I need to go to school anyway, like it or not. Looking at the
mirror, I saw the biggest zit ever, right at my very own nose! And I mean it's big, very big and
huge and gross and did I mention that it's big? Because it is!
Guess what I did next.
I screamed as loudly as I could, hoping it would scare off the zit and leave my nose alone. But
you know what? It didn't work.
Three people entered my room.
"Lizzie?" Mom cried.
"What's the matter, honey?" Dad asked.
People can be clueless at times.
"WHAT IS THAT THING ON YOUR NOSE?" Matt screamed dramatically and then laughed his head off.
Great. I have a big zit on my nose and Matt thinks it's funny. Bummer. Let's see how this day
goes.
In front of Lizzie's locker...
"Hey, Lizzie," Gordo and Miranda greeted me. Yess!! They didn't even notice my big, fat, red
pimple! Well, at least until...
"Oh. My. God." Miranda said, shocked.
"What about Him?" I said, annoyed.
Gordo looked at me as if I've grown an extra head.
I spent the rest of the morning periods dodging glances from people. All they ever do is look at
me as if I were a slug or snigger behind my back.
Ugh. This is one of the worst mornings I ever had.
Lunch time...
I played with the pizza Miranda got for me. I heard the cafeteria ladies laugh before in the
kitchen when they added their secret ingredient to the Sloppy Joes, and I don't ever want to
hear it again.
If they see my zit, the spotlight will be on me. I sometimes wish to be the center of
attention but not now. Especially not with this thing on my nose.
Anyway, back to the pizza. It smells *so* much like Elmer's glue...
"So you're not gonna eat your pizza?" Miranda asked.
Yeah, right.
"Come on, Miranda. It awfully smells like glue."
Gordo shivered. "Those cafeteria ladies..." he muttered.
"You know, Lizzie, you'll never have a chance to be popular with that zit on your nose," Miranda
pointed out.
I feel angry but shrugged off Miranda's comment. I've had enough already.
And then, the person I've been dreading to see came.
Author's Notes: Next chapter will be up tomorrow. Please review any way you like. Flames will be
ignored but constructive criticisms are welcome. Hope you liked this!