Facing The Facts
Hey everyone welcome to my new fanfiction: "Facing The Facts". No, this does not mean that I will stop working on my other fanfics, but this seemed like too good an idea to waste. Plz read and review! Enjoy!
blonde-angel
Facing The Facts-Chapter 1-The Phone Conversation
Lizzie Mcguire was just your average teen-she seemed to have it all-good looks, good friends, good grades, and a supportive family. Even she knew she was doing well!
But isn't it funny how everything can change in such a short time? From one; Just one; Little mistake. That's all it takes. And once it is set in the stone that is the past, it cannot be reversed. The crashing tides may fade it, but it will never really go away-it will just become less vivid. Like a memory. That's the thing about us-we take life for granted. The little things turn into big things. And we complain when we've really no reason. Lizzie didn't realize how lucky she was until something happened that changed her life. It seemed so unfair! As though her teen years had been robbed away from her!
That stone-your past-will be with you always. Whether you like it or not. For better or worse. And guess what? It's real.
"GET OUT OF MY ROOM DWEEB"! Lizzie screamed at her younger brother. "Try and make me"! He smugly said back. Sam heard the screaming. "Matt get out of your sister's room". "FINE"! "JEEZ LIZZIE"! He slammed the door. He seemed angry but Lizzie knew he was laughing. Lizzie rolled her eyes. 'Finally I can call Miranda'! She thought. She picked up her pink, fuzzy, phone and dialed Miranda's number. Ring. Ring. "Hello"? Asked Miranda. "Hey Miranda it's Lizzie". "Oh hey Liz what's up"? "Can you come over"? Asked Lizzie. "Sure thing Liz be right there". Click. Miranda was already on her way over. Lizzie hung up and slumped onto her bed. She didn't know what to do. She still remembered the phone call that she had received just yesterday-she had a decision to make. She thought of the exact conversation. Word for word. Breath for breath.
Flashback to phone call
Ring! Ring! Went her pink phone. She ran upstairs-pushing Matt out of the way. Lizzie picked up the phone. "Hello"? Asked Lizzie with almost no breath. "Uh..hi Lizzie it's Gordo". "Oh hey Gordo"! "What's up"? She asked. "Ummm..". Gordo paused and then said "Do you know where I could find some..uh..nail polish"? Lizzie frowned. Gordo had been making a lot of bizarre phone calls like that lately. And Gordo didn't like nail polish. (obviously as Gordo is a boy) So Lizzie knew something was up. "Gordo what's the deal"? Asked Lizzie. "You've been asking me a lot of really weird questions and I don't think that's what your really calling for". Said Lizzie. "Gordo is there something I should know about"? She asked. "Well.um.not exactly.". Replied Gordo. "Gordo you are so not getting off the phone until you tell me"! Said Lizzie in a serious voice but with a smile on her face. Gordo sighed. He knew that the jig was up. "Lizzie.there's something I've been meaning to ask you for awhile". "Ok". Replied Lizzie. "Shoot". "Well.Lizzie.um.this is sorta hard to say but." Gordo paused. "Yes Gordo"? Asked Lizzie. "Um.Lizzie.will you be my girlfriend"? Asked the voice on the other line quickly. Lizzie stopped breathing for a second. She hadn't expected that. "You can think about it"! Gordo said cutting into the silence. "Ok Gordo I think that's what I'll do". Said Lizzie. "I'll call you back in a few days". Lizzie continued. "Ok". Replied Gordo. "Bye Lizzie". Click. He hung up.
End of flashback phone conversation
Lizzie lay sprawled out on her bed. Still thinking as she felt the hot, August sun seeping through her blinds and onto her face. Yes. It was summer. August 17th to be exact. And now Miranda was coming over. She needed help. She had this weird feeling. She wanted to be with Gordo too.It was the same feeling she'd been feeling for a while.only much stronger. She knew she liked Gordo. In a different way than Miranda. But she was scared. And Miranda was her bestfriend-she needed to tell Miranda. DING DONG! Lizzie heard downstairs. Well, it was time to tell her best friend. Lizzie got up from her bed and started down the stairs. If only she knew what her later future with Gordo would hold-it would be much more than she had ever anticipated.
Please read and review! Thanks!
Hey everyone welcome to my new fanfiction: "Facing The Facts". No, this does not mean that I will stop working on my other fanfics, but this seemed like too good an idea to waste. Plz read and review! Enjoy!
blonde-angel
Facing The Facts-Chapter 1-The Phone Conversation
Lizzie Mcguire was just your average teen-she seemed to have it all-good looks, good friends, good grades, and a supportive family. Even she knew she was doing well!
But isn't it funny how everything can change in such a short time? From one; Just one; Little mistake. That's all it takes. And once it is set in the stone that is the past, it cannot be reversed. The crashing tides may fade it, but it will never really go away-it will just become less vivid. Like a memory. That's the thing about us-we take life for granted. The little things turn into big things. And we complain when we've really no reason. Lizzie didn't realize how lucky she was until something happened that changed her life. It seemed so unfair! As though her teen years had been robbed away from her!
That stone-your past-will be with you always. Whether you like it or not. For better or worse. And guess what? It's real.
"GET OUT OF MY ROOM DWEEB"! Lizzie screamed at her younger brother. "Try and make me"! He smugly said back. Sam heard the screaming. "Matt get out of your sister's room". "FINE"! "JEEZ LIZZIE"! He slammed the door. He seemed angry but Lizzie knew he was laughing. Lizzie rolled her eyes. 'Finally I can call Miranda'! She thought. She picked up her pink, fuzzy, phone and dialed Miranda's number. Ring. Ring. "Hello"? Asked Miranda. "Hey Miranda it's Lizzie". "Oh hey Liz what's up"? "Can you come over"? Asked Lizzie. "Sure thing Liz be right there". Click. Miranda was already on her way over. Lizzie hung up and slumped onto her bed. She didn't know what to do. She still remembered the phone call that she had received just yesterday-she had a decision to make. She thought of the exact conversation. Word for word. Breath for breath.
Flashback to phone call
Ring! Ring! Went her pink phone. She ran upstairs-pushing Matt out of the way. Lizzie picked up the phone. "Hello"? Asked Lizzie with almost no breath. "Uh..hi Lizzie it's Gordo". "Oh hey Gordo"! "What's up"? She asked. "Ummm..". Gordo paused and then said "Do you know where I could find some..uh..nail polish"? Lizzie frowned. Gordo had been making a lot of bizarre phone calls like that lately. And Gordo didn't like nail polish. (obviously as Gordo is a boy) So Lizzie knew something was up. "Gordo what's the deal"? Asked Lizzie. "You've been asking me a lot of really weird questions and I don't think that's what your really calling for". Said Lizzie. "Gordo is there something I should know about"? She asked. "Well.um.not exactly.". Replied Gordo. "Gordo you are so not getting off the phone until you tell me"! Said Lizzie in a serious voice but with a smile on her face. Gordo sighed. He knew that the jig was up. "Lizzie.there's something I've been meaning to ask you for awhile". "Ok". Replied Lizzie. "Shoot". "Well.Lizzie.um.this is sorta hard to say but." Gordo paused. "Yes Gordo"? Asked Lizzie. "Um.Lizzie.will you be my girlfriend"? Asked the voice on the other line quickly. Lizzie stopped breathing for a second. She hadn't expected that. "You can think about it"! Gordo said cutting into the silence. "Ok Gordo I think that's what I'll do". Said Lizzie. "I'll call you back in a few days". Lizzie continued. "Ok". Replied Gordo. "Bye Lizzie". Click. He hung up.
End of flashback phone conversation
Lizzie lay sprawled out on her bed. Still thinking as she felt the hot, August sun seeping through her blinds and onto her face. Yes. It was summer. August 17th to be exact. And now Miranda was coming over. She needed help. She had this weird feeling. She wanted to be with Gordo too.It was the same feeling she'd been feeling for a while.only much stronger. She knew she liked Gordo. In a different way than Miranda. But she was scared. And Miranda was her bestfriend-she needed to tell Miranda. DING DONG! Lizzie heard downstairs. Well, it was time to tell her best friend. Lizzie got up from her bed and started down the stairs. If only she knew what her later future with Gordo would hold-it would be much more than she had ever anticipated.
Please read and review! Thanks!