Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid
Disclaimer- Hey, we don't own any of the Lizzie McGuire's original characters. I think they belong to Disney!! PLEASE DON'T SUE!!!!
A/N CYBER COOKIES TO ALL THAT REVIEW!!! CHEERS!!!
Chapter One- To the Party We Go
Gordo's Point of View
I stand in front of the mirror contemplating. I knew that I should be getting ready for the "party." Well, it isn't JUST a party; it's THE party, the party that secures your position on the social ladder for the Hillridge Middle School. I just can't understand why people care so much on how popular they are. Even Miranda and Lizzie, my best friends are influenced by the overbearing pressure of our peers. They bury themselves into a mould of how the "perfect or ideal" teenage girl should be. But it's more Lizzie than Miranda.
Miranda had her own mind, she dresses, acts and talks like an individual, although she still cares, Miranda doesn't let anyone cramp her style or get in her way. She stands up for what she believes in and doesn't care about other people's reaction.
Lizzie on the other hand, is unable to be her own person, she isn't able to let anyone see her inner person, there's almost a barrier. I often have a fantasy of her standing naked in front of my full-length mirror, I fanaticise not of her actually being naked but of having all layers stripped away baring her soul, and I would stand behind her saying "this is who you really are."
A brisk knock on my bedroom yanks me back to reality; mother pokes her head into my room.
"David, your fathers ready to take you and the girls to the party, are you ready?"
"Nearly, I'll be down in a minute" I reply
5 minutes later, I'm leaping down the stairs two at a time humming a nonexistent song under my breath. In the lounge room I can see my father waiting, tapping his foot, car keys in hand.
"Sorry Dad, are you ready?"
"Yes, now go say goodbye to your mother"
I hated my father's car. It was a red sports car with all the trimmings. When he got it, he said it was so my mother could have the Rav 4, but I personally believe it was to heighten his manhood ego. To help him think he was more of a man, it disgusted me to think my father needed to buy a new flashy car to make him feel important.
These thoughts kept me amused until we reached the McGuire's home where we were to pick up Lizzie and Miranda.
"Beep the horn dad," I said impatient to get the party, the sooner we got there, the sooner we could leave.
"You know son, beeping is incredibly disrespectful, a man is judged by how he beckons a lady" Dad said looking at me reproachfully.
I snorted, and deciding to refrain from commenting, slid out of the car and walked up to the front door. On the doorbell ring, Jo McGuire opened the door, emitting a huge blast of Marilyn Manson, yelling "Hey Gordo, Lizzie and Miranda will be right down"
I just nodded, she understood, and led me to the living room where the source of the noise was coming from. It appeared that Matt had Melina over and she was showing him her new CD. Upon my appearance, both 10 year olds waved, again I nodded my head in greeting and did a half wave.
A tap on my shoulder made me jump, I spun around so quickly that I bumped noses with Miranda.
"OWWW" she yelled then promptly stomped on my left foot"
But I was staring at her shoes. It appeared that she had spray painted her pair of Doc Martins a bronze colour, which complimented her black cargo, pants and orange and black-layered top, her hair as usual was as wacky as she was. I was up and had coming down which she had put orange streaks into it.
(A/N- you know the hair do in the first season, "the rumour" when she turned Kate's hair green)
A movement to my left made me realize that Lizzie had entered the room and I raised my eyes to survey her stereotypical outfit.
She had on a pair of white quarter length pants with white candy sneakers. Her top was a bright blue spaghetti strap with a light, white jacket over the top, her hair, was done in the usual straight with some parts curly do.
"Ready to go girls?" I yelled over the music
Just then Jo walked in and beckoned for Matt to switch down the music. Then she turned her attention onto us.
"Okay, have a great time, just remember, no kissing, drugs, sex, car driving, *or animal sacrifices of any kind."
Suddenly a loud honking noise came from the direction of outside. " That would be my dad, he must be getting impatient," I explained.
So not to get my dad frustrated, Jo herded us out the front door, saying her goodbyes.
"Oh, and Gordo?" I turned around at the sound of Lizzie's mum calling me "I already talked to your mum, you, Lizzie and Miranda are staying at Kate's house tonight because we're all going out."
I nodded dejectedly, "Great" I thought "A whole night in the house of Snotty Princess Kate Sanders." Lost in thought, I bumped into Lizzie, whom I realized had stopped in the middle of the lawn. Both girls appeared to be staring at something parked in the driveway.
"Oh yeah guys, my father got a new car." I explained casually, waiting for their reaction
Sadly, I wasn't disappointed.
"OH MY GOD GORDO!! That is like, the most coolest car, I can't believe we actually get to ride in it!" Lizzie squealed
"I know, I can't wait to see the look on Kate's face when we drive up in this" Miranda gloated. I just laughed, picturing the mental image Miranda painted in my head.
Still chuckling, I opened the back door for the two girls, after letting them slide in, I clambered into the front seat and buckled my seat belt, a sense of dread rose in my chest. Parties weren't my thing, people's guards were down and they said things that should never be said, secrets that should never be shared, and stories that should be told. This was going to be a long night.
A/N That's it for chapter one, hope you liked it, it WILL get better I promise you, I predict the actual party next chapter!!! Should be interesting!!! Much drama to come!! Cheers!! Plz review ~*Kate and Kayla*~
***Also, the bit about animal sacrificing was from "10 things I hate about you" just letting youz noe so you won't sue me or somefink and take away the little money that I actually have. ***
Disclaimer- Hey, we don't own any of the Lizzie McGuire's original characters. I think they belong to Disney!! PLEASE DON'T SUE!!!!
A/N CYBER COOKIES TO ALL THAT REVIEW!!! CHEERS!!!
Chapter One- To the Party We Go
Gordo's Point of View
I stand in front of the mirror contemplating. I knew that I should be getting ready for the "party." Well, it isn't JUST a party; it's THE party, the party that secures your position on the social ladder for the Hillridge Middle School. I just can't understand why people care so much on how popular they are. Even Miranda and Lizzie, my best friends are influenced by the overbearing pressure of our peers. They bury themselves into a mould of how the "perfect or ideal" teenage girl should be. But it's more Lizzie than Miranda.
Miranda had her own mind, she dresses, acts and talks like an individual, although she still cares, Miranda doesn't let anyone cramp her style or get in her way. She stands up for what she believes in and doesn't care about other people's reaction.
Lizzie on the other hand, is unable to be her own person, she isn't able to let anyone see her inner person, there's almost a barrier. I often have a fantasy of her standing naked in front of my full-length mirror, I fanaticise not of her actually being naked but of having all layers stripped away baring her soul, and I would stand behind her saying "this is who you really are."
A brisk knock on my bedroom yanks me back to reality; mother pokes her head into my room.
"David, your fathers ready to take you and the girls to the party, are you ready?"
"Nearly, I'll be down in a minute" I reply
5 minutes later, I'm leaping down the stairs two at a time humming a nonexistent song under my breath. In the lounge room I can see my father waiting, tapping his foot, car keys in hand.
"Sorry Dad, are you ready?"
"Yes, now go say goodbye to your mother"
I hated my father's car. It was a red sports car with all the trimmings. When he got it, he said it was so my mother could have the Rav 4, but I personally believe it was to heighten his manhood ego. To help him think he was more of a man, it disgusted me to think my father needed to buy a new flashy car to make him feel important.
These thoughts kept me amused until we reached the McGuire's home where we were to pick up Lizzie and Miranda.
"Beep the horn dad," I said impatient to get the party, the sooner we got there, the sooner we could leave.
"You know son, beeping is incredibly disrespectful, a man is judged by how he beckons a lady" Dad said looking at me reproachfully.
I snorted, and deciding to refrain from commenting, slid out of the car and walked up to the front door. On the doorbell ring, Jo McGuire opened the door, emitting a huge blast of Marilyn Manson, yelling "Hey Gordo, Lizzie and Miranda will be right down"
I just nodded, she understood, and led me to the living room where the source of the noise was coming from. It appeared that Matt had Melina over and she was showing him her new CD. Upon my appearance, both 10 year olds waved, again I nodded my head in greeting and did a half wave.
A tap on my shoulder made me jump, I spun around so quickly that I bumped noses with Miranda.
"OWWW" she yelled then promptly stomped on my left foot"
But I was staring at her shoes. It appeared that she had spray painted her pair of Doc Martins a bronze colour, which complimented her black cargo, pants and orange and black-layered top, her hair as usual was as wacky as she was. I was up and had coming down which she had put orange streaks into it.
(A/N- you know the hair do in the first season, "the rumour" when she turned Kate's hair green)
A movement to my left made me realize that Lizzie had entered the room and I raised my eyes to survey her stereotypical outfit.
She had on a pair of white quarter length pants with white candy sneakers. Her top was a bright blue spaghetti strap with a light, white jacket over the top, her hair, was done in the usual straight with some parts curly do.
"Ready to go girls?" I yelled over the music
Just then Jo walked in and beckoned for Matt to switch down the music. Then she turned her attention onto us.
"Okay, have a great time, just remember, no kissing, drugs, sex, car driving, *or animal sacrifices of any kind."
Suddenly a loud honking noise came from the direction of outside. " That would be my dad, he must be getting impatient," I explained.
So not to get my dad frustrated, Jo herded us out the front door, saying her goodbyes.
"Oh, and Gordo?" I turned around at the sound of Lizzie's mum calling me "I already talked to your mum, you, Lizzie and Miranda are staying at Kate's house tonight because we're all going out."
I nodded dejectedly, "Great" I thought "A whole night in the house of Snotty Princess Kate Sanders." Lost in thought, I bumped into Lizzie, whom I realized had stopped in the middle of the lawn. Both girls appeared to be staring at something parked in the driveway.
"Oh yeah guys, my father got a new car." I explained casually, waiting for their reaction
Sadly, I wasn't disappointed.
"OH MY GOD GORDO!! That is like, the most coolest car, I can't believe we actually get to ride in it!" Lizzie squealed
"I know, I can't wait to see the look on Kate's face when we drive up in this" Miranda gloated. I just laughed, picturing the mental image Miranda painted in my head.
Still chuckling, I opened the back door for the two girls, after letting them slide in, I clambered into the front seat and buckled my seat belt, a sense of dread rose in my chest. Parties weren't my thing, people's guards were down and they said things that should never be said, secrets that should never be shared, and stories that should be told. This was going to be a long night.
A/N That's it for chapter one, hope you liked it, it WILL get better I promise you, I predict the actual party next chapter!!! Should be interesting!!! Much drama to come!! Cheers!! Plz review ~*Kate and Kayla*~
***Also, the bit about animal sacrificing was from "10 things I hate about you" just letting youz noe so you won't sue me or somefink and take away the little money that I actually have. ***