Mr. Sandman, Bring Me A Dream
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Lizzie laid down on her bed. It was one in the morning and she was completely wiped. She had been working on the Save Hillridge Community Library project all day, and had volleyball practice. She also had a history project due for Mr. Digg tomorrow. She closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep.
"Lizzie! Lizzie honey, wake up!" Mrs. McGuire shook Lizzie's shoulder. "Yeah?" She moaned. "School, eight o'clock." Mrs. McGuire continued to shake her. "I'm coming, I'm coming." She replied. "Good, now hurry up. I made your favorite breakfast, shredded wheat and raspberries." Mrs. McGuire walked out of the room. Lizzie starred at her mom. "I don't like shredded wheat and raspberries!" She thought aloud. She stumbled out of bed and stood in front of her closet. "What to wear, what to wear." She though to herself. She finally decided on a sky blue shirt and red pants. "It works." She walked to the bathroom to do her hair. She combed it and styled it in curls and headed downstairs to eat whatever her mother had made. Matt sat at the table. His hair was combed to the side, he wore a collared shirt, and his Dockers had been neatly ironed. "What's wrong with you, dork face?" She asked as she sat down. "Nothing, why sister?" He asked. "I don't know, you don't look like your self." She replied. "Should I change? You don't like this?" He asked. "No, it's okay. It actually looks nice." She told him. Matt beamed. Mrs. McGuire walked over to the table. "Here you go kids, cold pizza and strawberry shakes." She set the plates and cups on the table. Lizzie looked at her mother. "Uh, mom? What's wrong?" She asked. "Nothing Lizzie, why do you ask?" Her mother replied. Lizzie just shook her head as she sucked down her strawberry milkshake. "Where's dad?" She asked. "Your father is in Nepal. He's showing his company's new product." Her mother replied. Lizzie shook her head. "Mom, dad doesn't work for a company." "Yes, Lizzie, he does. Stop acting so silly." Lizzie made a face and got up from the table. "I'm going to school, maybe things are more normal there." She headed out the door. Larry Tudgemen was sitting on the front stoop. "Um, Larry? What are you doing at my house?" She asked. Larry stood up. "Liz, we always walk to school together." "Huh?" She stared at him. "Yeah, we need to go meet Claire now. Hurry up!" Lizzie rolled her eyes but decided to follow him. "So, thinking about asking Gordo to the Winter Festival Dance?" Larry asked. Lizzie looked at him. "Gordo?" She asked. Larry nodded. "The whole school knows you love him. You have guts though, I mean he usually goes with Veruca. You know how Veruca is, total bitch!" Larry laughed at himself. Lizzie starred at him. "Well Gordo is the most popular guy at Hillridge. Everyone knows that. Veruca is the most popular girl. The most popular only go with the most popular. That's the way of life." Larry continued. "Gordo and Veruca? The most popular? What about Kate? Or Ethan?" Lizzie asked. "Kate and Ethan? Those losers. We don't even talk to them Lizzie. They are the biggest dorks!" Larry exclaimed. Lizzie was in shock. What was going on. The world was completely messed up. "Where's Miranda?" Lizzie asked. "You mean Miranda the head cheerleader? She's friends with Gordo and Veruca of course." Larry replied. The two walked in silence until they reached the Miller house. Claire was standing on the driveway. Strangely enough she was dressed a little like Miranda. "Hi guys!" She exclaimed as she walked to join them. "Oh my GOD Lizzie! I have to tell you this! Gordo, talked to me yesterday!" Claire shrieked. Lizzie just smiled at her. "Aren't you happy Lizzie?" Claire asked. "Yeah, yeah! That is so awesome!" Lizzie played along. Claire smiled. Larry shook his head. "Girls." He mumbled. The three reached Hillridge Junior High at about 7:45. When they walked in the door, Miranda and Veruca were standing there. "If it's not the three DUH-migos." Veruca said snottily. Miranda just stood there looking smug. "Hello, Veruca." Claire replied. Larry walked off down the hall to his locker. Claire just pulled Lizzie away from Veruca and Miranda. "Liz, don't associate with those bitches." Claire told Lizzie. Lizzie just nodded. She headed to her locker. Ethan's was right next to her. "Hello Lizzie!" He said cheerfully. "Um, hi Ethan." She replied. "Um, Lizzie, would you like to go to the Elfin Lords convention with me?" Ethan asked. Lizzie raised her eyebrow. Claire saw what was happening and ran over. She grabbed Lizzie's hand. "Lizzie, what the hell do you think you're doing?" She whispered into Lizzie's ear. "Um, Ethan was asking me out." Lizzie replied. "Ethan? You talk to that loser?" Claire hissed into her ear. "Um, yeah." Lizzie replied. "Well don't." Claire told her. Lizzie rubbed her head. This day was crazy and she needed some aspirin.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. That's it. Nothing.
Lizzie laid down on her bed. It was one in the morning and she was completely wiped. She had been working on the Save Hillridge Community Library project all day, and had volleyball practice. She also had a history project due for Mr. Digg tomorrow. She closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep.
"Lizzie! Lizzie honey, wake up!" Mrs. McGuire shook Lizzie's shoulder. "Yeah?" She moaned. "School, eight o'clock." Mrs. McGuire continued to shake her. "I'm coming, I'm coming." She replied. "Good, now hurry up. I made your favorite breakfast, shredded wheat and raspberries." Mrs. McGuire walked out of the room. Lizzie starred at her mom. "I don't like shredded wheat and raspberries!" She thought aloud. She stumbled out of bed and stood in front of her closet. "What to wear, what to wear." She though to herself. She finally decided on a sky blue shirt and red pants. "It works." She walked to the bathroom to do her hair. She combed it and styled it in curls and headed downstairs to eat whatever her mother had made. Matt sat at the table. His hair was combed to the side, he wore a collared shirt, and his Dockers had been neatly ironed. "What's wrong with you, dork face?" She asked as she sat down. "Nothing, why sister?" He asked. "I don't know, you don't look like your self." She replied. "Should I change? You don't like this?" He asked. "No, it's okay. It actually looks nice." She told him. Matt beamed. Mrs. McGuire walked over to the table. "Here you go kids, cold pizza and strawberry shakes." She set the plates and cups on the table. Lizzie looked at her mother. "Uh, mom? What's wrong?" She asked. "Nothing Lizzie, why do you ask?" Her mother replied. Lizzie just shook her head as she sucked down her strawberry milkshake. "Where's dad?" She asked. "Your father is in Nepal. He's showing his company's new product." Her mother replied. Lizzie shook her head. "Mom, dad doesn't work for a company." "Yes, Lizzie, he does. Stop acting so silly." Lizzie made a face and got up from the table. "I'm going to school, maybe things are more normal there." She headed out the door. Larry Tudgemen was sitting on the front stoop. "Um, Larry? What are you doing at my house?" She asked. Larry stood up. "Liz, we always walk to school together." "Huh?" She stared at him. "Yeah, we need to go meet Claire now. Hurry up!" Lizzie rolled her eyes but decided to follow him. "So, thinking about asking Gordo to the Winter Festival Dance?" Larry asked. Lizzie looked at him. "Gordo?" She asked. Larry nodded. "The whole school knows you love him. You have guts though, I mean he usually goes with Veruca. You know how Veruca is, total bitch!" Larry laughed at himself. Lizzie starred at him. "Well Gordo is the most popular guy at Hillridge. Everyone knows that. Veruca is the most popular girl. The most popular only go with the most popular. That's the way of life." Larry continued. "Gordo and Veruca? The most popular? What about Kate? Or Ethan?" Lizzie asked. "Kate and Ethan? Those losers. We don't even talk to them Lizzie. They are the biggest dorks!" Larry exclaimed. Lizzie was in shock. What was going on. The world was completely messed up. "Where's Miranda?" Lizzie asked. "You mean Miranda the head cheerleader? She's friends with Gordo and Veruca of course." Larry replied. The two walked in silence until they reached the Miller house. Claire was standing on the driveway. Strangely enough she was dressed a little like Miranda. "Hi guys!" She exclaimed as she walked to join them. "Oh my GOD Lizzie! I have to tell you this! Gordo, talked to me yesterday!" Claire shrieked. Lizzie just smiled at her. "Aren't you happy Lizzie?" Claire asked. "Yeah, yeah! That is so awesome!" Lizzie played along. Claire smiled. Larry shook his head. "Girls." He mumbled. The three reached Hillridge Junior High at about 7:45. When they walked in the door, Miranda and Veruca were standing there. "If it's not the three DUH-migos." Veruca said snottily. Miranda just stood there looking smug. "Hello, Veruca." Claire replied. Larry walked off down the hall to his locker. Claire just pulled Lizzie away from Veruca and Miranda. "Liz, don't associate with those bitches." Claire told Lizzie. Lizzie just nodded. She headed to her locker. Ethan's was right next to her. "Hello Lizzie!" He said cheerfully. "Um, hi Ethan." She replied. "Um, Lizzie, would you like to go to the Elfin Lords convention with me?" Ethan asked. Lizzie raised her eyebrow. Claire saw what was happening and ran over. She grabbed Lizzie's hand. "Lizzie, what the hell do you think you're doing?" She whispered into Lizzie's ear. "Um, Ethan was asking me out." Lizzie replied. "Ethan? You talk to that loser?" Claire hissed into her ear. "Um, yeah." Lizzie replied. "Well don't." Claire told her. Lizzie rubbed her head. This day was crazy and she needed some aspirin.