Disclaimer/Author's Notes I don't own Lizzie Mcguire or any of it's characters.
It's Only Me
Chapter 1: Things That Never Should've Happened
"God Gordo, you look like hell," Miranda said in a rather straightforward manner, as he walked into class.
He merely grunted in reply, slouching in his chair. However bluntly Miranda pointed it out, she was right. He did look like crap. Not that Gordo was surprised. Considering he'd overslept, was forced to run five miles at PE, forgot his math homework and somehow managed to score detention all in the last few hours; today was nothing short of a nightmare.
"Honestly, could this day get any worse?"
"Unfortunately, I think it can," Lizzie grimaced, "I hear, Pratts is going to assign us partners for some stupid report."
All three groan inwardly. Mrs. Pratts was by far their least favorite teacher. She always smelled of mothballs and pepto bismal and gave obscene amounts of homework.
"Settle down now, class," Mrs. Pratts sighed, "Today I'm going to partner you up and assign a specific event in the last century to write report about."
Mrs. Pratts stared intently at her clipboard, causing her glasses to slip almost to the very tip of her nose. Gordo watched her pace across her room. No good will become of this, he thought as she stopped right at his desk. Her fingernail pressed against the wooden surface.
"David, you'll be working with Kate."
"Oh God."
Gordo could almost see the glare Kate was giving him from the back. She'd probably blame him for this, for lack of a better scapegoat.
"I want you two to write about an aspect of the Great Depression."
"How fitting," He muttered, knowing this wasn't going to be very easy.
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I know it's really short. But I'll more soon, I promise. Compliments and criticism are always welcome. ^_^