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This is my first fanfic. Tell me if you like it, if you don't like it, what it needs, anything!
Lizzie and Gordo walked down the path through a garden of flowers, hand in hand. They reach a clearing, in which there is a small, white wooden bench. The two take a seat and Gordo kisses Lizzie softly on the lips. They continue to kiss, and all of a sudden, Lizzie hears a loud beeping noise.
"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!" Lizzie jumped out of bed, scared to death. She shook her head and said to herself, "It was only a dream. Only a dream!" Then, out loud, "Where the hell did that come from?!?!"
"Lizzie!" Jo McGuire stormed into Lizzie's room, worried. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, Mom. I'm fine," came Lizzie's quick reply.
"Well, breakfast is ready, so get dressed and come on down," Jo said as she walked back to the kitchen.
"Aren't we a little old for nightmares," came a voice from the doorway. Lizzie looked up and saw her 12-year-old brother Matt with a smirk on his face. "I mean, you are going into high school, aren't you?"
"Shut up, dweeb!" Lizzie retorted. "And get out so I can change!"
"Right." Matt said sarcastically, "the big freshman doesn't want to look like crap on her first day of high school!"
"And the dorky little brother doesn't want a black eye for his first day of seventh grade," Lizzie said angrily. With that, Matt left.
Lizzie immediately stormed to her closet. She pulled out at least five outfits before deciding on her dark jeans and light tan peasant top. She finished off the outfit with a silver locket that Gordo had given her when they were dating last year in eighth grade. They had broken up barely weeks before because they wanted to "see other people". Remembering this, she removed the locket, and instead put on a dark blue choker.
While dressing up her hair, Lizzie couldn't help but think if things would be weird around Gordo. "What am I thinking, of course things'll be weird! He's not my best friend anymore, he's my ex. Gordo's my ex." Lizzie finally rolled the last curl with her curling iron and headed downstairs to have breakfast.
Okay, what do you think? Please review!
This is my first fanfic. Tell me if you like it, if you don't like it, what it needs, anything!
Lizzie and Gordo walked down the path through a garden of flowers, hand in hand. They reach a clearing, in which there is a small, white wooden bench. The two take a seat and Gordo kisses Lizzie softly on the lips. They continue to kiss, and all of a sudden, Lizzie hears a loud beeping noise.
"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!" Lizzie jumped out of bed, scared to death. She shook her head and said to herself, "It was only a dream. Only a dream!" Then, out loud, "Where the hell did that come from?!?!"
"Lizzie!" Jo McGuire stormed into Lizzie's room, worried. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, Mom. I'm fine," came Lizzie's quick reply.
"Well, breakfast is ready, so get dressed and come on down," Jo said as she walked back to the kitchen.
"Aren't we a little old for nightmares," came a voice from the doorway. Lizzie looked up and saw her 12-year-old brother Matt with a smirk on his face. "I mean, you are going into high school, aren't you?"
"Shut up, dweeb!" Lizzie retorted. "And get out so I can change!"
"Right." Matt said sarcastically, "the big freshman doesn't want to look like crap on her first day of high school!"
"And the dorky little brother doesn't want a black eye for his first day of seventh grade," Lizzie said angrily. With that, Matt left.
Lizzie immediately stormed to her closet. She pulled out at least five outfits before deciding on her dark jeans and light tan peasant top. She finished off the outfit with a silver locket that Gordo had given her when they were dating last year in eighth grade. They had broken up barely weeks before because they wanted to "see other people". Remembering this, she removed the locket, and instead put on a dark blue choker.
While dressing up her hair, Lizzie couldn't help but think if things would be weird around Gordo. "What am I thinking, of course things'll be weird! He's not my best friend anymore, he's my ex. Gordo's my ex." Lizzie finally rolled the last curl with her curling iron and headed downstairs to have breakfast.
Okay, what do you think? Please review!
