A/N: I know CoCo's Kate's Mums name. It's just that well... CoCo Sanders...
it sounds crap. Lolz. And well, CoCo, daughter same age, same town...
Lizzie could have figured it out, right? Anyone with half a brain probably
could have. Or guessed at least. Anywho, so in this fic, CoCo Sanders, is
now Beth Sanders!
Enjoy :) And please review!!!
Chapter One
"And this was the reason for the American Revolution.."
Mrs Philips voice droned on and on. I looked around the room to see the rest of the class not paying attention, some drawing pictures, writing notes, carving who they like into the desk, playing with their mobiles, sleeping.. basically anything that didn't involve listening to the teacher.
"Hey Miranda," I whispered to one of my best friends who was on the desk next to me, "Guess what!"
Miranda had a thoughtful look on her face, "Larry Tudgemans finally been taken back by his mothership?"
I grinned and shook my head. "Ethan Craft is gonna ask you out?" She tried again.
"Keep guessing," Kate smirked from the desk next to Miranda.
I rolled my eyes and leaned closer to Miranda. I couldn't risk being caught out by Mrs Philips again. I'd already had two notes sent home this week for talking too much in class.
"My Dads letting me have a big party this year! With everyone from school. I wrote out invitations for everyone in the grade last night, and I'm having it Saturday after next, the seventh."
I was ecstatic when Dad told me. I'd never had a cool, big party before. This was gonna rock!
"Wow, that is so cool!" Miranda looked just as excited as me.
"Yeah, like anyone's gonna turn up to Loser-Lizzie's lame excuse for a party," Kate said, cutting into the conversation.
Miranda turned and gave her a dirty look, "Oh, were you under the mistaken impression you were being spoken to?" Then she turned back to me before Kate had a chance to reply.
Kate Sanders. She was the most popular girl in the school, as well as the biggest bitch. It was weird though, we used to be best friends, me, her, Miranda and Gordo. Then she went away to camp for the summer and came back a completely different person. That was about four years ago now. She only talked to me now if she wanted to insult me or she wanted something.
"Don't worry, loads of people will turn up. Wow, this is gonna be so cool!" Miranda squealed.
"MIRANDA!" Mrs Philips screamed. Oops. I sunk down in my seat as she walked down our aisle.
"What have I told you about talking in class?" She said angrily.
"Ummmm, don't do it?" Miranda replied with a smile.
"Exactly. So why are you?"
"Well, I was just trying to tell Kate that she's being nosy."
Mrs Philips turned to Kate. "And I've told YOU not to talk in class before aswell, Sanders."
Kate looked stumped for words. "Me? I don't associate with her!" She pointed to Miranda, and the way she said 'her' as if it was the most disgusting word ever made Miranda look really angry.
"Well then why were you?" Miranda asked.
Kate paused, then looked around and her eyes stopped on me. Eeep! "So was she!"
"This true, McGuire?"
"Ummm...well....yes?"" I asked nervously.
"That's it, you three are all on detention. I've asked you all week to keep you're mouths shut. But no, you STILL don't listen."
Me, Miranda and Kate looked at her in disbelief. "But, I can't get detention!" Kate protested, "I have a manicure tomorrow night afterschool."
"Awwww," Mrs Philips said with fake sympathy, "I guess you're going to have to reschedule."
"But..." The bell rang before Kate had a chance to talk her way out of it. Mrs Philips handed us our slips as we left the room.
Detention? Dad was NOT gonna be happy!
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"Detention? Okay." Dad signed the slip.
"Wait, you're not angry? Last time I got one I got my head blasted off."
"Well, that was your mother. I've had my share of detentions in my lifetime. Just don't make a habit of it."
I couldn't believe Dad was being so cool about it. Mum would have given me a lecture on how badly misbehaved I was. But I only lived with Dad now. Mum and Dad had divorced a few years ago. It was weird, it was like one day they just started fighting. Eventually, Dad got fed up and said he wanted a divorce. Mum agreed straight away, to our surprise, and that was it. She moved into the city, and I hardly see her now. She calls a lot though. Me and Matt were devastated at first, but we were okay now. Matt moved to the city with Mum, but he comes down to Dad's a lot. I always thought it was too good to be true. Dad hadn't dated since the divorce, and that's why I was shocked when he asked me that night.
"She's really nice, her name's Beth." I nodded and gave him a fake smile. So this was it, he starts dating again, and there was absolutely no chance of him and Mum getting back together.
"It's up to you," Dad said, "But I really, really like her, Lizzie." Ooh, great! The guilt trip.
I thought about it over and over, and eventually came to the decision that if it made Dad happy, then I'd have to go along with it. He's been fine all these years alone, but you can tell he's not truly happy. There's always something in his eyes that tell you that.
I went downstairs about an hour later and found Dad on the couch. "Dad, I think it'd be great if you went out with Beth. She sounds like a really nice person."
"Really? Great!" Dad had a massive grin on his face, "I invited her for tea tonight."
Rewind! He already asked her? So much for my opinion. "I thought you'd only go out with her if it was okay."
"Well I know you would have made the right decision. And besides, I could have cancelled if I really needed too I guess."
I gave my Dad a weird look, "Okay...." I said slowly.
"Well, you better get a move on, she'll be here in about an hour and a half. Oh and she's bringing her daughter too. She's about your age." Dad had a sneaky smile on his face, which I tried to ignore as I went upstairs to get ready.
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A hour and a half later, the doorbell rang. I took a quick look in the mirror next to the door, fixed my hair, checked my outfit and then Dad opened the door. I don't think I've ever been so shocked in my life.
In front of me stood Kate's Mum- Beth, and Kate. I could have died.
Chapter One
"And this was the reason for the American Revolution.."
Mrs Philips voice droned on and on. I looked around the room to see the rest of the class not paying attention, some drawing pictures, writing notes, carving who they like into the desk, playing with their mobiles, sleeping.. basically anything that didn't involve listening to the teacher.
"Hey Miranda," I whispered to one of my best friends who was on the desk next to me, "Guess what!"
Miranda had a thoughtful look on her face, "Larry Tudgemans finally been taken back by his mothership?"
I grinned and shook my head. "Ethan Craft is gonna ask you out?" She tried again.
"Keep guessing," Kate smirked from the desk next to Miranda.
I rolled my eyes and leaned closer to Miranda. I couldn't risk being caught out by Mrs Philips again. I'd already had two notes sent home this week for talking too much in class.
"My Dads letting me have a big party this year! With everyone from school. I wrote out invitations for everyone in the grade last night, and I'm having it Saturday after next, the seventh."
I was ecstatic when Dad told me. I'd never had a cool, big party before. This was gonna rock!
"Wow, that is so cool!" Miranda looked just as excited as me.
"Yeah, like anyone's gonna turn up to Loser-Lizzie's lame excuse for a party," Kate said, cutting into the conversation.
Miranda turned and gave her a dirty look, "Oh, were you under the mistaken impression you were being spoken to?" Then she turned back to me before Kate had a chance to reply.
Kate Sanders. She was the most popular girl in the school, as well as the biggest bitch. It was weird though, we used to be best friends, me, her, Miranda and Gordo. Then she went away to camp for the summer and came back a completely different person. That was about four years ago now. She only talked to me now if she wanted to insult me or she wanted something.
"Don't worry, loads of people will turn up. Wow, this is gonna be so cool!" Miranda squealed.
"MIRANDA!" Mrs Philips screamed. Oops. I sunk down in my seat as she walked down our aisle.
"What have I told you about talking in class?" She said angrily.
"Ummmm, don't do it?" Miranda replied with a smile.
"Exactly. So why are you?"
"Well, I was just trying to tell Kate that she's being nosy."
Mrs Philips turned to Kate. "And I've told YOU not to talk in class before aswell, Sanders."
Kate looked stumped for words. "Me? I don't associate with her!" She pointed to Miranda, and the way she said 'her' as if it was the most disgusting word ever made Miranda look really angry.
"Well then why were you?" Miranda asked.
Kate paused, then looked around and her eyes stopped on me. Eeep! "So was she!"
"This true, McGuire?"
"Ummm...well....yes?"" I asked nervously.
"That's it, you three are all on detention. I've asked you all week to keep you're mouths shut. But no, you STILL don't listen."
Me, Miranda and Kate looked at her in disbelief. "But, I can't get detention!" Kate protested, "I have a manicure tomorrow night afterschool."
"Awwww," Mrs Philips said with fake sympathy, "I guess you're going to have to reschedule."
"But..." The bell rang before Kate had a chance to talk her way out of it. Mrs Philips handed us our slips as we left the room.
Detention? Dad was NOT gonna be happy!
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"Detention? Okay." Dad signed the slip.
"Wait, you're not angry? Last time I got one I got my head blasted off."
"Well, that was your mother. I've had my share of detentions in my lifetime. Just don't make a habit of it."
I couldn't believe Dad was being so cool about it. Mum would have given me a lecture on how badly misbehaved I was. But I only lived with Dad now. Mum and Dad had divorced a few years ago. It was weird, it was like one day they just started fighting. Eventually, Dad got fed up and said he wanted a divorce. Mum agreed straight away, to our surprise, and that was it. She moved into the city, and I hardly see her now. She calls a lot though. Me and Matt were devastated at first, but we were okay now. Matt moved to the city with Mum, but he comes down to Dad's a lot. I always thought it was too good to be true. Dad hadn't dated since the divorce, and that's why I was shocked when he asked me that night.
"She's really nice, her name's Beth." I nodded and gave him a fake smile. So this was it, he starts dating again, and there was absolutely no chance of him and Mum getting back together.
"It's up to you," Dad said, "But I really, really like her, Lizzie." Ooh, great! The guilt trip.
I thought about it over and over, and eventually came to the decision that if it made Dad happy, then I'd have to go along with it. He's been fine all these years alone, but you can tell he's not truly happy. There's always something in his eyes that tell you that.
I went downstairs about an hour later and found Dad on the couch. "Dad, I think it'd be great if you went out with Beth. She sounds like a really nice person."
"Really? Great!" Dad had a massive grin on his face, "I invited her for tea tonight."
Rewind! He already asked her? So much for my opinion. "I thought you'd only go out with her if it was okay."
"Well I know you would have made the right decision. And besides, I could have cancelled if I really needed too I guess."
I gave my Dad a weird look, "Okay...." I said slowly.
"Well, you better get a move on, she'll be here in about an hour and a half. Oh and she's bringing her daughter too. She's about your age." Dad had a sneaky smile on his face, which I tried to ignore as I went upstairs to get ready.
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A hour and a half later, the doorbell rang. I took a quick look in the mirror next to the door, fixed my hair, checked my outfit and then Dad opened the door. I don't think I've ever been so shocked in my life.
In front of me stood Kate's Mum- Beth, and Kate. I could have died.