Title: Changes
Feedback: Yes, please!
Summary: Liz is the most powerful girl in her school, but only two people like her... One day Max Evans, Isabel Evans, and Michael Guerin come to town. Could these three be the key to Liz's unknown past?
Rating: PG; some language
Disclaimer: I wish I owned them, but I don't. I am writing this purely to please the annoying voices in my head. Don't sue.
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The bubbly blonde ran up to her two best friends. She obvious was exciting about something because she couldn't stay still for more than two seconds. As the girl ran, she swished her perfect blonde hair everywhere but made a clear effort not to ruin her stylish clothes.
"Mary! Kelly! You won't believe what Dal told me Kyle told him to tell me!" she screamed with a huge simile on her pure pink lips.
"What, Lizzy?" Kelly asked, already as excited as her friend.
"God, you give my name a bad, well, name," Liz Parker mumbled with a frown.
"Did I offend you? I am so sorry!" Lizzy rushed.
"You should be," Liz said louder. She hadn't even meant for Lizzy and her idiot friends to hear her but now that she did, she might as well have some fun.
"What can we do to make it up to you?" Mary asked. She spoke so fast that Liz had to wonder how she managed to breathe.
"Change your name. I don't like the idea of sharing it with you," Liz answered promptly.
"Um ... okay. What should I call myself now? I have kinda always been Lizzy," the blonde admitted nervously. "Oh, I know! I can use my middle name, right?" she asked Liz.
"Depends."
"Depends? On what?" Lizzy asked frowning.
"On your middle name," Liz Parker responded rolling her eyes at the other girl's stupidity.
Lizzy laughed a nervous laugh. "Alexandra. Is that all right will you?"
Liz shook her head. "No. One of my best friend's name is Alex. He would be upset to know you are calling yourself by his name. If he's upset, I'm upset. And you don't want that, now do you?" Liz asked, hiding a simile when she saw the look of terror on the three's faces. Who would have that these three idiots could actually be fun to talk with? "I have an idea," Liz began with a simile, "think of the worst name you've ever heard and call yourself that."
Lizzy looked disgusted at first but then quickly nodded. "How about... I don't know... Wendy?" she looked up to see if Liz was satisfied.
Liz only shrugged.
"You think Wendy is an ugly name? That's my mom's name!" Mary shouted to her friend.
"Sorry, honey! Could I change it?" Lizzy asked Liz.
"No, get out of my face before I get really mad," Liz ordered rubbing her temples.
The three girls didn't even bother saying good-bye as the franticly ran to the side of the school building. When they were sure Liz couldn't see them, Lizzy screamed, "Do you believe that controlling bitch?!? Who the hell does she think she is to have that kinda power ova me?"
Mary nodded but still looked hesitant to be friends with Lizzy.
"And I totally, never, would have thought Wendy is a horrible name without that freak making me say it!" Lizzy quickly added.
"I know! I totally knew you totally weren't really saying that," Mary assured Lizzy, but she looked a lot more relived now.
"Do you feel all right? Do that weirdo put some sorta spell on ya?" Kelly spoke up from Mary's right.
"Well, now that you mention it, my head really hurts! I thought that it was just a normal headache at first, by your right. That freak put a spell on me! Ouch, it hurts!" Lizzy grabbed her head, but made a conscience effort not to miss up her make-up.
"We should take you to the nurse," Kelly said quickly, her words laced with worry.
"Good idea, we should hurry!" Mary agreed as Lizzy howled with pain again.
Liz hadn't moved since the three girls had left. The morons who couldn't realize that just because she didn't see them, didn't mean she couldn't hear them.
"Don't be so hard on yourself, Liz," she spoke out loud to herself. "It isn't their fault they weren't lucky enough to have enough brains to spell their own name."
Liz suddenly grew angry. "But I still hate that self absorbed bitch, Lizzy. She knows that I didn't do anything to her. Why does she have to be such a drama queen?" Liz rubbed her temples again.
"Bad day?" a familiar voice asked behind her.
Liz didn't need to turn around to realize it was her best friend, Maria. So without lifting her eyes up she asked sarcastically, "How did ya know?"
"Well, you're talking to yourself and rubbing you forehead. You only do that when your having a bad day," she replied, taking a seat next her friend.
Liz lifted her eyes to Maria. She noticed the latter was wearing a pale pink tank top and dark blue jeans. Maria's hair was down and she had her plain silver necklace on. Her usual style.
"First off, it isn't my forehead. It's temple, there is a difference. And second, I talk to myself and rub my temples everyday."
"That's my point," Maria said with a laugh.
Liz could see Maria giving her the once over. Her eyes roamed from Liz's dark hair up in its usual ponytail, to her light gray shirt, to her black jeans, until she finally reached her black shoes. Liz always wore the same style.
Liz spoke what Maria was thinking, "Nothing ever changes here, does it?"
Maria sighed. "Nope, 'fraid not."
"If nothing changes, then she should get to class. We are usually on time so it is inevitable," Liz said dully.
"Suppose so," Maira answered.
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"We will be having three new students coming to school tomorrow. They will all be in this class at this period. Their names are Max Evans, Isabel Evans, and Michael Guerin," the teacher was telling the class.
"Well, at least it's a change," Maria whispered to Liz.
"Oh, yeah. I just can't wait to have more people come to gawk at me. Sounds like fun, fun, fun!" Liz said sarcastically. She didn't need to bother keeping her voice down because no one would dare mess with Liz.
Maria sighed. "Well, Liz. You know I am one of your best friends, but you did bring it on yourself."
Liz gave her friend a dirty look but knew she was right.
"Maybe it won't be that bad. They could be nice and cool with you. Not everyone is mean," Alex whispered to Liz.
Liz rolled her eyes. Alex was always an optimist, but Liz knew there was no way these new people could possibility be all right with her secret. No one ever was.
===Amanda===
Feedback: Yes, please!
Summary: Liz is the most powerful girl in her school, but only two people like her... One day Max Evans, Isabel Evans, and Michael Guerin come to town. Could these three be the key to Liz's unknown past?
Rating: PG; some language
Disclaimer: I wish I owned them, but I don't. I am writing this purely to please the annoying voices in my head. Don't sue.
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The bubbly blonde ran up to her two best friends. She obvious was exciting about something because she couldn't stay still for more than two seconds. As the girl ran, she swished her perfect blonde hair everywhere but made a clear effort not to ruin her stylish clothes.
"Mary! Kelly! You won't believe what Dal told me Kyle told him to tell me!" she screamed with a huge simile on her pure pink lips.
"What, Lizzy?" Kelly asked, already as excited as her friend.
"God, you give my name a bad, well, name," Liz Parker mumbled with a frown.
"Did I offend you? I am so sorry!" Lizzy rushed.
"You should be," Liz said louder. She hadn't even meant for Lizzy and her idiot friends to hear her but now that she did, she might as well have some fun.
"What can we do to make it up to you?" Mary asked. She spoke so fast that Liz had to wonder how she managed to breathe.
"Change your name. I don't like the idea of sharing it with you," Liz answered promptly.
"Um ... okay. What should I call myself now? I have kinda always been Lizzy," the blonde admitted nervously. "Oh, I know! I can use my middle name, right?" she asked Liz.
"Depends."
"Depends? On what?" Lizzy asked frowning.
"On your middle name," Liz Parker responded rolling her eyes at the other girl's stupidity.
Lizzy laughed a nervous laugh. "Alexandra. Is that all right will you?"
Liz shook her head. "No. One of my best friend's name is Alex. He would be upset to know you are calling yourself by his name. If he's upset, I'm upset. And you don't want that, now do you?" Liz asked, hiding a simile when she saw the look of terror on the three's faces. Who would have that these three idiots could actually be fun to talk with? "I have an idea," Liz began with a simile, "think of the worst name you've ever heard and call yourself that."
Lizzy looked disgusted at first but then quickly nodded. "How about... I don't know... Wendy?" she looked up to see if Liz was satisfied.
Liz only shrugged.
"You think Wendy is an ugly name? That's my mom's name!" Mary shouted to her friend.
"Sorry, honey! Could I change it?" Lizzy asked Liz.
"No, get out of my face before I get really mad," Liz ordered rubbing her temples.
The three girls didn't even bother saying good-bye as the franticly ran to the side of the school building. When they were sure Liz couldn't see them, Lizzy screamed, "Do you believe that controlling bitch?!? Who the hell does she think she is to have that kinda power ova me?"
Mary nodded but still looked hesitant to be friends with Lizzy.
"And I totally, never, would have thought Wendy is a horrible name without that freak making me say it!" Lizzy quickly added.
"I know! I totally knew you totally weren't really saying that," Mary assured Lizzy, but she looked a lot more relived now.
"Do you feel all right? Do that weirdo put some sorta spell on ya?" Kelly spoke up from Mary's right.
"Well, now that you mention it, my head really hurts! I thought that it was just a normal headache at first, by your right. That freak put a spell on me! Ouch, it hurts!" Lizzy grabbed her head, but made a conscience effort not to miss up her make-up.
"We should take you to the nurse," Kelly said quickly, her words laced with worry.
"Good idea, we should hurry!" Mary agreed as Lizzy howled with pain again.
Liz hadn't moved since the three girls had left. The morons who couldn't realize that just because she didn't see them, didn't mean she couldn't hear them.
"Don't be so hard on yourself, Liz," she spoke out loud to herself. "It isn't their fault they weren't lucky enough to have enough brains to spell their own name."
Liz suddenly grew angry. "But I still hate that self absorbed bitch, Lizzy. She knows that I didn't do anything to her. Why does she have to be such a drama queen?" Liz rubbed her temples again.
"Bad day?" a familiar voice asked behind her.
Liz didn't need to turn around to realize it was her best friend, Maria. So without lifting her eyes up she asked sarcastically, "How did ya know?"
"Well, you're talking to yourself and rubbing you forehead. You only do that when your having a bad day," she replied, taking a seat next her friend.
Liz lifted her eyes to Maria. She noticed the latter was wearing a pale pink tank top and dark blue jeans. Maria's hair was down and she had her plain silver necklace on. Her usual style.
"First off, it isn't my forehead. It's temple, there is a difference. And second, I talk to myself and rub my temples everyday."
"That's my point," Maria said with a laugh.
Liz could see Maria giving her the once over. Her eyes roamed from Liz's dark hair up in its usual ponytail, to her light gray shirt, to her black jeans, until she finally reached her black shoes. Liz always wore the same style.
Liz spoke what Maria was thinking, "Nothing ever changes here, does it?"
Maria sighed. "Nope, 'fraid not."
"If nothing changes, then she should get to class. We are usually on time so it is inevitable," Liz said dully.
"Suppose so," Maira answered.
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"We will be having three new students coming to school tomorrow. They will all be in this class at this period. Their names are Max Evans, Isabel Evans, and Michael Guerin," the teacher was telling the class.
"Well, at least it's a change," Maria whispered to Liz.
"Oh, yeah. I just can't wait to have more people come to gawk at me. Sounds like fun, fun, fun!" Liz said sarcastically. She didn't need to bother keeping her voice down because no one would dare mess with Liz.
Maria sighed. "Well, Liz. You know I am one of your best friends, but you did bring it on yourself."
Liz gave her friend a dirty look but knew she was right.
"Maybe it won't be that bad. They could be nice and cool with you. Not everyone is mean," Alex whispered to Liz.
Liz rolled her eyes. Alex was always an optimist, but Liz knew there was no way these new people could possibility be all right with her secret. No one ever was.
===Amanda===