A/N: Hey again! Completely new story that has nothing to do with the other
one. Just one little thing, the only way that this will work is if you
imagine all our favorite LMG characters when they were 4 years old. Gordo
must have been adorable….oh well. I apologize if my attempt of talking like
a four year-old sucks, I haven't been 4 in a long time.
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing. No need to sue. By the way, I know I stole this idea from Disney, but I thought it would be cool to imagine what it was like.
Do You Wanna Be My Best Friend?
One beautiful, Monday morning Elizabeth "Lizzie" McGuire walked to school with her mom. It was her first day of preschool.
"Mommy, I don't wanna go to stupid school."
"Come on sweetie, you'll like it. You are going to meet a bunch of new friends," Jo cooed trying to convince her daughter.
"I don't want 'em. I wannna be with 'ordo"
"Well, Gordo will be there too."
"Weally?" Lizzie said cheering up.
"Yeah!"
Lizzie practically ran all the way to school. If her best friend was there, everything was going to be fine. When they reached the school, Lizzie waved good-bye to her mom and went into her classroom. A tall, young woman dressed in overalls sat behind a desk. She saw Lizzie come in and said, "Good morning, I'm Ms. Simpson. What's your name?"
"Monin' I'm Izzy Mguire. Nice to meet choo." Lizzie walked over to the little yellow and blue table with a box of crayons on top and started drawing. She drew a picture of Gordo and her and another one of her family. She drew horns on top of her little brother Matt. Lizzie felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Monin' Izzie," said a little curly haired boy.
"'Ordo!"
Since it was the first day, Ms. Simpson was just going to let the kids meet and play with each other.
Lizzie and Gordo went of to explore the new surroundings. They looked at the books, the clay, and the games. Gordo became particularly interested in a container filled with white glue (a.k.a. he was eating it).
Lizzie left Gordo and his highly nutritious snack and went to draw some more. She started drawing and suddenly a hand appeared and snatched her crayon from her hand.
"Hey, that's mine!"
"No, you poopoohead. It's mine!" said a girl with curly dark hair.
Tears welled up in Lizzie's eyes. Across the room, a little latin girl was watching what was happening. She knew that the dark haired girl was Claire Miller. They lived in the same neighbourhood, but didn't like each other very much. The girl saw a jar filled with red paint and had an idea.
"Caire! 'Urn around."
Claire did and was soon covered from head to tow in red paint. "You two ar a bunch of poopooheads! I'm 'onna tell my daddy! You'll be sowy." She ran off.
"Anks. I'm L-izzie."
"I'm Mi-randa."
They both laughed. Gordo walked up to them licking his fingers.
"This is 'Ordo. He's my best fwend."
"Hi, I'm Miranda. "Izzy? Do you wanna be my best fwend?
"Sure!"
"Me too!" Gordo said.
THE END!
A/N: One time thing. No more chapters, sorry. Review please! Those of you that don't are a bunch of poopooheads!! Hehehe.
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing. No need to sue. By the way, I know I stole this idea from Disney, but I thought it would be cool to imagine what it was like.
Do You Wanna Be My Best Friend?
One beautiful, Monday morning Elizabeth "Lizzie" McGuire walked to school with her mom. It was her first day of preschool.
"Mommy, I don't wanna go to stupid school."
"Come on sweetie, you'll like it. You are going to meet a bunch of new friends," Jo cooed trying to convince her daughter.
"I don't want 'em. I wannna be with 'ordo"
"Well, Gordo will be there too."
"Weally?" Lizzie said cheering up.
"Yeah!"
Lizzie practically ran all the way to school. If her best friend was there, everything was going to be fine. When they reached the school, Lizzie waved good-bye to her mom and went into her classroom. A tall, young woman dressed in overalls sat behind a desk. She saw Lizzie come in and said, "Good morning, I'm Ms. Simpson. What's your name?"
"Monin' I'm Izzy Mguire. Nice to meet choo." Lizzie walked over to the little yellow and blue table with a box of crayons on top and started drawing. She drew a picture of Gordo and her and another one of her family. She drew horns on top of her little brother Matt. Lizzie felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Monin' Izzie," said a little curly haired boy.
"'Ordo!"
Since it was the first day, Ms. Simpson was just going to let the kids meet and play with each other.
Lizzie and Gordo went of to explore the new surroundings. They looked at the books, the clay, and the games. Gordo became particularly interested in a container filled with white glue (a.k.a. he was eating it).
Lizzie left Gordo and his highly nutritious snack and went to draw some more. She started drawing and suddenly a hand appeared and snatched her crayon from her hand.
"Hey, that's mine!"
"No, you poopoohead. It's mine!" said a girl with curly dark hair.
Tears welled up in Lizzie's eyes. Across the room, a little latin girl was watching what was happening. She knew that the dark haired girl was Claire Miller. They lived in the same neighbourhood, but didn't like each other very much. The girl saw a jar filled with red paint and had an idea.
"Caire! 'Urn around."
Claire did and was soon covered from head to tow in red paint. "You two ar a bunch of poopooheads! I'm 'onna tell my daddy! You'll be sowy." She ran off.
"Anks. I'm L-izzie."
"I'm Mi-randa."
They both laughed. Gordo walked up to them licking his fingers.
"This is 'Ordo. He's my best fwend."
"Hi, I'm Miranda. "Izzy? Do you wanna be my best fwend?
"Sure!"
"Me too!" Gordo said.
THE END!
A/N: One time thing. No more chapters, sorry. Review please! Those of you that don't are a bunch of poopooheads!! Hehehe.
