Nahima: Aure has been working in double overtime lately and so I have decided to put up these stories.
*Drags Aure over*
N: Now Aure you can answer to these people *Looks at the audience which is empty* Uhhh well you can still answer for the huge amount of story plot bunnies you have inserted in my brain.
Aure: Hehe...well you haven't been putting any stories up so I decided to fill your brain up so that you simply had to write them all out just to get on with your...(whispers) incredibly un- (normal voice) normal life.
N: WHAT?!? I heard that! Now you get right back here. *Starts to chase Aure around*
Ryna: Well as Nahima and Aure seem to be busy *loud crash * I'll do the disclaimer. Nahima does not own any of the characters or places from Lizzie McGuire all she owns is the plot and any characters or places that Haidee has made up for her.
N: I also apologise for the terrible story! *Keeps chasing Aure*
R: *sigh* Now you see what I have to deal with.
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Life and Love (Or Thereabouts)
"That's not the point!" my mother yelled at my father.
"Then what is the point?" yelled back my father.
Another fight at the Sanchez house. I snuck away from the dining room and raced to my room. My parents... hmm how shall I explain? Let's just say that they are complete hypocrites. They will accuse each other of being unfaithful while they each have an affair. People might not think that I am that smart but I am not stupid enough to see what is in front of my own eyes. My mother doesn't think I see the fact that she works late and sneaks in with messy hair and crumpled clothes after seeing Dan. Her work partner. My father doesn't think I realise that Donna (my mum's friend) comes over while my mother 'works late'. But I do. I hear them talking. I see the letters and the fake phone calls, but I pretend not to. Why? Because I choose to be ignorant. People might think I'm in denial and maybe I am a little but really I don't want to be the one to have to bring the skeletons out of the closet. I am just the child after all. Okay I know I'm not literally the child but I am my mother and father's child even though I am seventeen years old. So you want to know a little more about me? I'm Miranda Sanchez. I'm seventeen as we just established and I am halfway through my last year of school. Lizzie (or Elizabeth as she is now known as) and I are no longer friends. At the beginning of year 10, so a little under two and a half years ago she began to date Ethan Craft and started to hang around Kate a lot more. We ended up having a huge fight and we decided not to be friends any more. So now she, Kate and Ashley (this new girl who amazingly looks like a mix of Kate and Lizzie) are often snobby and mean to me, but never to Gordo (who is probably my only true friend). I think...actually I'm positive that Kate and Ashley have a crush on Gordo. I was lying on my stomach on my bed holding a pillow listening to the yelling of my parents. I couldn't hear exact words though it all seemed to blend together. I then heard the ringing of the phone. I pushed myself up off my bed knowing that my parents would be too focused on their argument to notice the phone ringing. I walked out of my room and picked up the phone in the middle of the fifth ring.
"Hello?" I said cringing as I heard something smash
"Miranda? It's Gordo,"
'Lucky me,' I thought happily. I didn't mention this before but I kinda have a teensy, little crush on Gordo, nothing major or anything.
"Hey Gordo," I cringed again as I heard something else smash.
"Your parents fighting again?" he asked
"Yeah."
"Are you okay?" (He's so sweet)
"Yep...totally fine," I replied I know this is boring but we gotta make it believable and life is sometimes like this...okay life is usually like this
"Okay. So anyway I just thought I'd ring you to chat for a while. My parents have gone out somewhere...I think for a convention and I am bored."
"Alright...so what did you want to talk about?" I asked.
"Actually I was hoping you could tell me something to talk about," Gordo said.
"Gooordo" I said giggling slightly, "What made you think I'd have something to talk about? I'm like boring as anything."
"I don't think you're boring Miranda. I think that you are very interesting."
"What? Gordo all I ever talk about is the most boring stuff like my life which is very boring. I go to school, I do homework and my parents fight. How on earth is that interesting?"
"Well I find life very interesting," he replied. I actually had a conversation very similar to this part with a guy I know, pretty weird I know...oti moving on
"Ummmm...right. So did you finish the homework?"
Our conversation went on like that for some time. I found myself looking up at the clock and realised that we had been talking for almost two hours.
"Gordo, do you realise that we have been talking for two hours?"
"See I told you that you were interesting."
"And what if it was you that made it all interesting and not me at all? Hey what then?" I asked.
"..." Gordo was silent.
"Aha gotcha. Anyway I'd better get going. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"
"Alright Miranda. See you when I pick you up."
"Bye"
I hung up the phone feeling a lot better. I went and had a quick shower and got ready for bed. I fell asleep very quickly as I realised that my parents were quiet at the moment.
" - That was Last Night by Az Yet. And now its time for the 6'o'clock news. Today marks the day of -"
I hit the snooze button of my alarm clock and groaned. It was Thursday. Thursdays have to be one of the worse days of the week. I have awful lessons and also it means you still have two more days of school before the weekend. I suppose Wednesday is also that bad but still...
" - Tell me... Why do lovers have to leave - "
That would be my alarm clock again signalling that I really have to get up. I switched the alarm off and rolled out of bed. I had a quick shower and got dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a black baby tee with a picture of Lola Bunny and the writing "Don't call me doll" underneath the picture. I plaited my waist length hair which was streaked with a dull red colour, picked up my worn denim satchel and walked into the kitchen. Mum and Dad were not even looking at each other. I decided I would rather wait outside on the footpath for Gordo than wait in the icy atmosphere of the kitchen. I grabbed an apple to eat for breakfast and walked outside. I just sat staring off into the distance eating my apple. A car rolled lazily past and I snapped out of my daydreaming. I realised unhappily that the car belonged to none other than Kate. It was Kate's pride and joy…well more like something more she could show off to everyone and make them feel bad. Ashley, Elizabeth and Kate were all in the car, I could feel the bass of their music that's how loud it was. I got up to put my apple core in the bin and watched the car roll past. Through the window I could see Kate and Elizabeth laughing at something Ashley had said. No doubt something mean about me. The car quickly zoomed off in the direction of school, with the wheels screeching. I simply rolled my eyes. About five minutes after that I had just settled back into my daydreaming when I heard loud yelling and the slamming of the door. I turned to see my father storming angrily into the car and drove off. My mother did the exact same thing about 30 seconds later except she locked the door muttering something. Neither of them noticed me sitting on the footpath. Figures…
I looked at my watch and realised that Gordo would be coming soon. Right as that thought came into my head Gordo's car appeared. Now Gordo's car was nothing special but it did the job and wasn't rusting apart. I stood up and waited until he stopped just in front of me. I opened the door and sat down, buckling up my seatbelt.
"Hey Miranda," said Gordo as he drove off.
"Hi Gordo," I replied as I looked over at him. He was wearing a pair of baggy jeans and a blue tee-shirt with some logo across the front that I couldn't decipher.
"How are you this morning?"
"My God you sound so formal when you say it like that. But anyway I am fine. How's you?" I said laughing slightly.
"That is because Miranda I unlike you prefer to speak with proper grammar and not with slang," Gordo said while checking his rear-view mirror and indicating to turn left.
"Oh right I'm so totally sure." I said sarcastically. I love this Gordo and I have the weirdest conversations but hey who doesn't.
Our exchange went on for a while and we pulled into the drive of our school. Gordo parked the car in the student carpark and we got out of the car and walked to our lockers.
"Oh ew…double English right after our study lesson!" I exclaimed studying my timetable.
Gordo looked at me…kinda…he's now taller than me.
"I thought you liked English?" he asked as he pulled some books out of his locker.
"Hey don't twist my words. All I said was that it was better than maths, besides who could blame me I have Kate, Ashley and Elizabeth all in that class." I complained.
"Yes but you also have me," Gordo said smirking as we walked down the hallway to the library where we spend our study lessons doing leftover homework…alright Gordo helps me with the homework I don't understand.
"Yes that's true," I said as I dodged some younger kids running through the halls. I had to giggle when I saw them get caught by Mrs Beggirwalked who gave them all detention.
Elizabeth, Ethan, Kate and Ashley were sitting outside the library on the steps. Elizabeth and Ethan had practically swallowed each other's faces. I mean total gross me out! As we walked past the group, Ashley and Kate giggled that annoying giggle (you know the one I mean the whole look at me I'm a dizzy cheerleader giggle) and called out,
"Hello Gordo," giggling the whole time.
I rolled my eyes yet again… hey it's a bad habit so sue me. Gordo looked confused as we entered the library. We sat down and I pulled out my writing stuff.
"That was weird," he stated.
"Hmmm…" I replied absentmindedly while I retrieved my pen which had fallen off the table.
"Outside, Kate and Ashley," Gordo elaborated.
"Oh," I snapped up hitting my elbow in the process, "Ow!"
I rubbed my arm.
"You alright?" Gordo asked concerned.
"Huh? Oh yeah."
"Anyway…I wonder why they decided to talk to me?" Gordo wondered.
Uh oh. I did not want to go there.
"Um I suppose they like you," I said as I pretended to be totally absorbed in my work. Okay I said it.
"Why would they like me?" Gordo asked genuinely confused.
I was silent.
"Miranda?" Gordo put his arms over my work so I had to look at him.
"Well why wouldn't they like you?"
"Why would they?" he replied.
Lord this boy is naïve.
"Hello? Gordo, take a good look at yourself."
"Yeah…so I'm nothing special."
Oh man.
"Gordo, you're nice, smart, funny, cute, understanding. Do I need to go any further?"
"Smart, funny, cute…is that what you think of me Miranda?"
Oops backed myself into a corner there. Now what do I do?
"Uh…"
"Gordo!"
Oh yes saved…or not. Kate and Ashley walked up to the table.
Nahima: Oti so people what do you think? Please R&R!
Aure: She desperately needs it.
N: Hey you get back here you little…
Ryna: There they go again. Don't forget to review. It helps get the creative juices flowing. Thanks. Oh yeah and Nahima does not own any of the songs mentioned through-out this story.