A/N: Hey everyone! Thanks for giving my story a chance! First of all, I must credit my friend James, whose goes under the penname Tormented Soul, because he has been helping me with ideas when I'm stuck, and is also very good with giving me his opinions! So he is my Official Idea Giver! So with that said, please continue reading the story!

Disclaimer: I, in no way, own "Lizzie McGuire" or any of the characters from the show- I simply like to write about them. "Lizzie" belongs to the good people at Disney.

Ocean Front

Chapter 1: Ocean Front

Lizzie took a deep breath as she exited the airplane among throngs of people. She pushed her way through airport, dodging weary holiday travelers. As Lizzie waited at the baggage claim for her luggage, her cell phone went off. Checking the caller ID, Lizzie grinned as she saw the name of her best friend.

"Hey Miranda!"

"Lizzie, where in the world are you!" screamed Miranda. "I've been trying to reach you for hours, but nobody picked up! You left a message about David giving you a ring, Christmas present, or something?"

Lizzie smiled, twirling the beautiful, silver ring on her hand.

"Yeah, it was Gordo's grandmother's," she replied, fondly using her longtime boyfriend and best friend's nickname. She was the only one who still did.

"Wow, like, an engagement ring?" Miranda squealed.

"I wish! But, I mean, we're only nineteen, and still in college! Not to mention we go to school on different sides of the coast!"

"Liz, where are you anyway? What's all that noise in the background?"

"Uh, right, I was meaning to tell you," Lizzie answered hesitantly. "I'm in New York."

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After explaining the surprise trip to Miranda and picking up her luggage, Lizzie was finally in a cab on the way to Gordo's.

Lizzie bit her lip nervously as the cab pulled up to the school dorms. It was already dark but the building was brightly lit. She was only carrying a small duffle bag, for she was only staying one day. As Lizzie stepped onto the first floor, she was greeted with chaos. Music was blaring from a level above, yet was loud enough for the whole building to hear. People were all over the hallway, doors open, people dancing, drinking, and talking. It was obvious that it was party night.

Accustomed to wild parties at her own school, University of Southern California, Lizzie maneuvered her way to the second floor, where it seemed the party was starting from. People were everywhere, mostly drunk. Lizzie stepped exasperatedly over a couple making out on the floor.

"God, get a room," she muttered. She made her way to room 215, whose door was labeled, "David and Robert," and knocked on the door.

"David?" Nobody answered, but Lizzie could hear people inside. She knocked again, and when nobody came, she tried the doorknob.

To Lizzie's relief, it was unlocked, and she opened the door.

"Gord-"

Lizzie stopped short and froze. On the bed, in full view, were two almost-naked people, all over each other.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," Lizzie apologized hastily, and embarrassedly backed out of the room. The couple turned to look and Lizzie gasped.

"David?" she exclaimed in shock. The girl rolled off the boy.

"Lizzie?" the curly haired guy looked up.

"Oh my god, Gordo," Lizzie whispered, struggling not to cry from the hurt deep down inside.

She hurried down the stairs, back outside.

"Lizzie!" shouted Gordo, following behind and pulling on his shirt.

Finally outside, Lizzie ran, clumsily tripped over her own feet, and fell.

"Lizzie, are you ok?" Gordo said breathlessly. She pushed him off.

"David Gordon, what the hell were you doing?" Lizzie yelled, tears falling freely. She got up and tried to limp away as fast as she could.

"Liz, I don't know! I was drunk!" Gordo answered, visibly upset. "I don't know what came over me! I didn't even really know her."

Lizzie spun around, aghast. "So that makes it ok?" she cried angrily.

"No, I, I don't know!" David ran his hands through his hair confusedly.

"I trusted you, David," Lizzie murmured, shaking her head.

"I- I don't know- Lizzie, I love you!" he said, grabbing Lizzie and kissing her. Lizzie pushed him away forcefully.

"No, David," she said, eyes bright with tears. She pulled off the ring and threw it at him.

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            Brooke McIntire woke up with a start.

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A/N: Just in case anybody is wondering, yes this is about Lizzie! Chapter two should be up sometime soon! Please review! Constructive criticism is always welcomed, but please keep all comments G rated. Thanks for reading!