- Summary: After a monumental fight between Lizzie and Jo Mcguire, the two switch bodies and learn that being each other isn't exactly a joyride.
- Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie Mcguire, nor do I own the "Freaky Friday" based plot. Lizzie Mcguire belongs to Disney, and "Freaky Friday" is a book by Mary Rodgers (of course, I am using the 2003 film that is a remake of the 70's film that is based on the book for the basis of THIS story).
- Author's Note: I definitely owe a great big thanks to everybody who reviewed the first chapter! You all are fantastic. I thought some people would dislike the "Freaky Friday, Lizzie style" story, but I guess I was wrong! I'm thrilled to know that everyone who has reviewed so far is enjoying this. :) Once again, thanks.
In regards to my "band name poll" that was posed in the last chapter, it seems that Pandora's Box is in the lead...so Pandora's Box it is! Thanks for everyone who voted and gave me their opinion.
There are a couple of things that you may recognize from "Freaky Friday" in this chapter.
Also, you have no idea how hard it was for me to be able to write, but not be able to update! Oh my goodness...it was practically torture! :) Thanks for being patient and understanding, though.
Here is chapter 2.
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Freaky Friday
Chapter 2- Pandora's Box
After their fight about the party, Lizzie and Jo tried to avoid each other as much as possible. That meant that, for the rest of the weekend, Lizzie had remained in her room with the door locked, "doing homework," which really meant that she was on the Internet, talking to friends on AIM and ICQ. Similarly, Jo had taken it upon herself to clean every nook and cranny in the Mcguire home- minus Lizzie's room. The kitchen had been reorganized and all the year-old food that had been frozen in the freezer had been thrown out; laundry that had been in the hamper in the laundry room for the past two weeks had been washed, dried, and folded neatly, and was set in piles on the couch, waiting to be picked up by the various family members. Sam and Matt Mcguire were the two innocent bystanders, but as much as they didn't like the tension that was building up in the house, they knew to stay out of it- Jo and Lizzie both had fiery tempers, and even the slightest false move could set one, or both, of them off.
Monday's arrival was a welcome one for all four Mcguire family members. Lizzie was glad to finally escape from her room, even if it was only to school; Jo was ecstatic to finally have time to NOT preoccupy herself with cleaning, and even more thrilled that she didn't have to deal with Lizzie for a few hours; and Sam and Matt were happy that they could get away from the unpsoken anger between Lizzie and Jo.
Lizzie dressed and applied her make-up in record time. She grabbed her purple backback, purse, and keys before she left her bedroom, and then made her way to the kitchen to grab an apple for a makeshift breakfast. Since she had first lunch, she wouldn't go hungry before her next opportunity to eat. She was on her way out the front door when Jo's voice stopped her.
"Aren't you forgetting something, Lizzie?" Jo asked in that annoying motherly voice that Lizzie hated so much.
"Uh, no," Lizzie said in a snappish manner, rolling her eyes, even though she knew it was not a smart move.
Jo crossed her arms over her chest and began tapping her right foot on the ground. Lizzie winced, knowing that this stance was a surefire way to tell when Jo was beyond irritated. "Lizzie, I don't know what has gotten into you lately! I am sick of the attitude you have been giving me! I am your MOTHER, and you should treat me with LOVE and RESPECT!" Jo exclaimed angrily.
Lizzie rolled her eyes again. "What about the attitude that you've been giving me?" she asked. "You treat me like I'm five! Newsflash, Mom, I'm 16! I'm practically an adult!"
"Did it ever cross your mind that I treat you like a child because you behave like a child?" Jo responded. "Unless you act like you're an adult, you won't be treated like an adult!"
Letting out and angry breath, Lizzie shoved her hands into the pocket of her jeans. She wasn't sure why, but by doing this, she would always calm down. She didn't need to be driving to school in a fury- Lizzie was already an agressive driver even without motivation, and with her anger at her mother for fuel, who knew what she could do on the road?
"Can't we continue this discussion later, Mother?" Lizzie asked bitingly, looking at the clock on the table just inside the front door. "I'm going to be late for school."
"Fine," Jo replied. "Just don't forget your brother this time. And be careful!" Jo knew Lizzie's sometimes-wild driving tendencies, and although Lizzie had been driving for over a year if the times she drove when having just her permit were counted, Jo's worrying that Lizzie would get into an accident never ceased.
Lizzie groaned as she realized why Jo had stopped her before she left; she was leaving without Matt! On Mondays she always took Matt to school and brought him home after.
As Jo walked away, Lizzie yelled up the stairs, "Hurry up, worm!"
Jo's head popped back around the kitchen door. "Don't call your brother names! And don't get into trouble again today!" Jo exclaimed, referring to the fact that Lizzie had been giving detention by her English teacher Friday because she had backtalked him. Jo's head disappeared again, and Lizzie rolled her eyes for what seemed like the billionth time that morning.
No matter how many times Lizzie told her parents that her English teacher, Mr. Mcdavid, had some sort of unfair bias against her, Jo and Sam wouldn't believe her, saying that she was just making up excuses trying to save herself from punishment. But that honestly wasn't the case. Lizzie wasn't sure why Mr. Mcdavid gave her bogus detentions all the time, but she did know that he had something against, even though she had never done anything to him.
Within a couple of minutes, Matt came running down the stairs. At thirteen, he was now in eighth grade, and he had definitely changed over the years. He had become more conscious about his looks over the years, due to a newfound interest in girls- one girl in particular. Long ago Lizzie had predicted that Matt and his friend Melina Bianco would end up passing that "just friends" stage. Sure enough, Matt had begun to display "more than friends" feelings toward Melina, but he had yet to actually admit it.
"You ready?" Lizzie asked, leaving out the namecalling just in case Jo was listening from inside the kitchen. "I've got to be in the band room in ten minutes, and the girls will kill me if I'm late." In ninth grade, Lizzie had taken up the guitar and had quickly become quite the guitarist. After much begging, Lizzie also managed to convince her best girl friend, Miranda Sanchez, to begin guitar lessons. Both girls found a love of playing the guitar, and, after banding together with a couple of other musically talented girls in their grade, an all-girl group was formed. It took a few months before they finally came up with a name for their group, but a boring math class that allowed Miranda's creative juices to flow was where their name, Pandora's Box, originated.
Lizzie's longtime friend, David Gordon, had discovered that he had an affinity for drum playing shortly after Lizzie had taken up the guitar. He had begged Lizzie, Miranda, and the other two girls to let him play the drums in the band since Pandora's Box had formed during the summer between ninth and tenth grade, but to no avail. It wasn't that the girls hadn't discussed it, it was just that they had almost unanimously decided that Pandora's Box should remain an all-girls band, since there were so many all-boys bands- and the decision was only almost unanimous because Lizzie, being a bit biased, had raised her hand halfway during the vote, signifying that she was giving one-half of a vote. Despite the girls' refusals to let him join the band, Gordo was determined to be a part of it SOMEHOW, so he was the official "manager" of Pandora's Box.
"Whatever," Matt replied, sounding bored. Perpetual boredom was another trait that Matt had gained over the years, and Lizzie guessed it was because it was "cool" to be bored- at Hillridge Junior High, anyway. "I'm meeting Melina in the library in five minutes, so I guess you and I are right on schedule."
"Right, let's go," Lizzie said, opening the front door and walking outside into the morning sunlight. Even though it was only eight o'clock in the morning, the California sunshine was already shining brightly, casting gorgeous yellow light and warmth upon the earth. It was shaping up to be a beautiful October day, and that was what Lizzie was thinking as she loaded her school things into the backseat of her red 2003 Honda Civic.
The drive to Matt's school was short, despite the overwhelming school traffic. Lizzie dropped him off in front of the familiar school building, then drove off toward Hillridge High School. By the time she arrived, the campus was already crawling with high school students. Some were sitting on picnic tables or the grass in the courtyard, copying homework, while some were standing around, shrieking about the "fashion offenders" of the school. The scene was that of a typical, boring day at Hillridge High School.
After Lizzie parked her car in the junior parking lot, she got her things from the backseat and climbed out. She made sure that her doors were locked before heading toward the front double doors, and then up to the band room, which was on the third floor.
Miranda, Bronwyn Barnette, and Kelsey Yamato were already assembled in the large band room and were talking to Mr. Kerns, the kindly band director. Mr. Kerns was Bronwyn's uncle- by marriage- and he often let the girls borrow the band room before or after school to practice. It was a nice arrangement, particularly when Lizzie's mom "pulled the plug" on their practices at Lizzie's house, which was where they often held practices. He said a few more words to them, then disappeared in the direction of his office.
Bronwyn, a pretty brunette with striking green eyes, was the first to notice Lizzie's entrance. "You're late, Mcguire," were the first words spoken as Lizzie joined the group. "Again."
"At least she's not late to a practice at her own house, like last time," Kelsey, the beauty queen of the group, joked.
Lizzie laughed along with the other girls. She knew they were just poking fun at her and meant no harm by it; it was something they did almost every time they practiced, because Lizzie somehow managed to be late every time.
"Sorry, girls," she apologized once the laughter died down. "Mom and I got into another fight this morning, and Matt wasn't ready to leave until, like, ten minutes after I was." She rolled her eyes.
"Understandable," Miranda chirped, knowing about Lizzie's constantly on-the-rocks relationship with Jo.
"Your brother is such a nuisance," Bronwyn commented, standing up from her spot and heading toward the drum set at the back of the room. It wasn't her set, but Mr. Kerns had said that she could use it if she promised not to cause any damage.
Lizzie laughed. "You're telling me! I have to live with the dweeb," she complained. "Anyway, let's get started. These instruments aren't going to play themselves, you know."
The other girls didn't have to be told twice.
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- Author's Note: The first part of this began very slowly, but I think the rest of the chapter picked up at least a little bit of pace. The ACTUAL plot, like I said, hasn't really begun yet, since a little development of characters and the relationships between Lizzie and Jo and other characters is needed. I'll be the first to admit that this IS going a little slow, but I guarantee that things will become more interesting as more chapters are written. :)
By the way, a reviewer posed an interesting question: "Is Gordo going to fall in love with Lizzie in Jo's body?" My answer is, actually, I haven't really thought about that yet! It definitely would be interesting (those scenes were the best ones in the movie, if you ask me! haha). What do you all think?
Also, there is a talent show that Lizzie's band is going to perform in, and I have a question regarding that- what songs (two or three songs total) should they play?
I have another project that I am working on, and it is another chaptered story. I'm not going to wait until I'm finished with this before I begin posting- although I already know that this is probably a mistake! ;) If I get too bogged down with schoolwork and such, updates will be even further apart than they are now, but I can promise you that each of them will be worth the wait! The other project is a L/G romance, taking place in their senior year.
- Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie Mcguire, nor do I own the "Freaky Friday" based plot. Lizzie Mcguire belongs to Disney, and "Freaky Friday" is a book by Mary Rodgers (of course, I am using the 2003 film that is a remake of the 70's film that is based on the book for the basis of THIS story).
- Author's Note: I definitely owe a great big thanks to everybody who reviewed the first chapter! You all are fantastic. I thought some people would dislike the "Freaky Friday, Lizzie style" story, but I guess I was wrong! I'm thrilled to know that everyone who has reviewed so far is enjoying this. :) Once again, thanks.
In regards to my "band name poll" that was posed in the last chapter, it seems that Pandora's Box is in the lead...so Pandora's Box it is! Thanks for everyone who voted and gave me their opinion.
There are a couple of things that you may recognize from "Freaky Friday" in this chapter.
Also, you have no idea how hard it was for me to be able to write, but not be able to update! Oh my goodness...it was practically torture! :) Thanks for being patient and understanding, though.
Here is chapter 2.
~*~*~*~
Freaky Friday
Chapter 2- Pandora's Box
After their fight about the party, Lizzie and Jo tried to avoid each other as much as possible. That meant that, for the rest of the weekend, Lizzie had remained in her room with the door locked, "doing homework," which really meant that she was on the Internet, talking to friends on AIM and ICQ. Similarly, Jo had taken it upon herself to clean every nook and cranny in the Mcguire home- minus Lizzie's room. The kitchen had been reorganized and all the year-old food that had been frozen in the freezer had been thrown out; laundry that had been in the hamper in the laundry room for the past two weeks had been washed, dried, and folded neatly, and was set in piles on the couch, waiting to be picked up by the various family members. Sam and Matt Mcguire were the two innocent bystanders, but as much as they didn't like the tension that was building up in the house, they knew to stay out of it- Jo and Lizzie both had fiery tempers, and even the slightest false move could set one, or both, of them off.
Monday's arrival was a welcome one for all four Mcguire family members. Lizzie was glad to finally escape from her room, even if it was only to school; Jo was ecstatic to finally have time to NOT preoccupy herself with cleaning, and even more thrilled that she didn't have to deal with Lizzie for a few hours; and Sam and Matt were happy that they could get away from the unpsoken anger between Lizzie and Jo.
Lizzie dressed and applied her make-up in record time. She grabbed her purple backback, purse, and keys before she left her bedroom, and then made her way to the kitchen to grab an apple for a makeshift breakfast. Since she had first lunch, she wouldn't go hungry before her next opportunity to eat. She was on her way out the front door when Jo's voice stopped her.
"Aren't you forgetting something, Lizzie?" Jo asked in that annoying motherly voice that Lizzie hated so much.
"Uh, no," Lizzie said in a snappish manner, rolling her eyes, even though she knew it was not a smart move.
Jo crossed her arms over her chest and began tapping her right foot on the ground. Lizzie winced, knowing that this stance was a surefire way to tell when Jo was beyond irritated. "Lizzie, I don't know what has gotten into you lately! I am sick of the attitude you have been giving me! I am your MOTHER, and you should treat me with LOVE and RESPECT!" Jo exclaimed angrily.
Lizzie rolled her eyes again. "What about the attitude that you've been giving me?" she asked. "You treat me like I'm five! Newsflash, Mom, I'm 16! I'm practically an adult!"
"Did it ever cross your mind that I treat you like a child because you behave like a child?" Jo responded. "Unless you act like you're an adult, you won't be treated like an adult!"
Letting out and angry breath, Lizzie shoved her hands into the pocket of her jeans. She wasn't sure why, but by doing this, she would always calm down. She didn't need to be driving to school in a fury- Lizzie was already an agressive driver even without motivation, and with her anger at her mother for fuel, who knew what she could do on the road?
"Can't we continue this discussion later, Mother?" Lizzie asked bitingly, looking at the clock on the table just inside the front door. "I'm going to be late for school."
"Fine," Jo replied. "Just don't forget your brother this time. And be careful!" Jo knew Lizzie's sometimes-wild driving tendencies, and although Lizzie had been driving for over a year if the times she drove when having just her permit were counted, Jo's worrying that Lizzie would get into an accident never ceased.
Lizzie groaned as she realized why Jo had stopped her before she left; she was leaving without Matt! On Mondays she always took Matt to school and brought him home after.
As Jo walked away, Lizzie yelled up the stairs, "Hurry up, worm!"
Jo's head popped back around the kitchen door. "Don't call your brother names! And don't get into trouble again today!" Jo exclaimed, referring to the fact that Lizzie had been giving detention by her English teacher Friday because she had backtalked him. Jo's head disappeared again, and Lizzie rolled her eyes for what seemed like the billionth time that morning.
No matter how many times Lizzie told her parents that her English teacher, Mr. Mcdavid, had some sort of unfair bias against her, Jo and Sam wouldn't believe her, saying that she was just making up excuses trying to save herself from punishment. But that honestly wasn't the case. Lizzie wasn't sure why Mr. Mcdavid gave her bogus detentions all the time, but she did know that he had something against, even though she had never done anything to him.
Within a couple of minutes, Matt came running down the stairs. At thirteen, he was now in eighth grade, and he had definitely changed over the years. He had become more conscious about his looks over the years, due to a newfound interest in girls- one girl in particular. Long ago Lizzie had predicted that Matt and his friend Melina Bianco would end up passing that "just friends" stage. Sure enough, Matt had begun to display "more than friends" feelings toward Melina, but he had yet to actually admit it.
"You ready?" Lizzie asked, leaving out the namecalling just in case Jo was listening from inside the kitchen. "I've got to be in the band room in ten minutes, and the girls will kill me if I'm late." In ninth grade, Lizzie had taken up the guitar and had quickly become quite the guitarist. After much begging, Lizzie also managed to convince her best girl friend, Miranda Sanchez, to begin guitar lessons. Both girls found a love of playing the guitar, and, after banding together with a couple of other musically talented girls in their grade, an all-girl group was formed. It took a few months before they finally came up with a name for their group, but a boring math class that allowed Miranda's creative juices to flow was where their name, Pandora's Box, originated.
Lizzie's longtime friend, David Gordon, had discovered that he had an affinity for drum playing shortly after Lizzie had taken up the guitar. He had begged Lizzie, Miranda, and the other two girls to let him play the drums in the band since Pandora's Box had formed during the summer between ninth and tenth grade, but to no avail. It wasn't that the girls hadn't discussed it, it was just that they had almost unanimously decided that Pandora's Box should remain an all-girls band, since there were so many all-boys bands- and the decision was only almost unanimous because Lizzie, being a bit biased, had raised her hand halfway during the vote, signifying that she was giving one-half of a vote. Despite the girls' refusals to let him join the band, Gordo was determined to be a part of it SOMEHOW, so he was the official "manager" of Pandora's Box.
"Whatever," Matt replied, sounding bored. Perpetual boredom was another trait that Matt had gained over the years, and Lizzie guessed it was because it was "cool" to be bored- at Hillridge Junior High, anyway. "I'm meeting Melina in the library in five minutes, so I guess you and I are right on schedule."
"Right, let's go," Lizzie said, opening the front door and walking outside into the morning sunlight. Even though it was only eight o'clock in the morning, the California sunshine was already shining brightly, casting gorgeous yellow light and warmth upon the earth. It was shaping up to be a beautiful October day, and that was what Lizzie was thinking as she loaded her school things into the backseat of her red 2003 Honda Civic.
The drive to Matt's school was short, despite the overwhelming school traffic. Lizzie dropped him off in front of the familiar school building, then drove off toward Hillridge High School. By the time she arrived, the campus was already crawling with high school students. Some were sitting on picnic tables or the grass in the courtyard, copying homework, while some were standing around, shrieking about the "fashion offenders" of the school. The scene was that of a typical, boring day at Hillridge High School.
After Lizzie parked her car in the junior parking lot, she got her things from the backseat and climbed out. She made sure that her doors were locked before heading toward the front double doors, and then up to the band room, which was on the third floor.
Miranda, Bronwyn Barnette, and Kelsey Yamato were already assembled in the large band room and were talking to Mr. Kerns, the kindly band director. Mr. Kerns was Bronwyn's uncle- by marriage- and he often let the girls borrow the band room before or after school to practice. It was a nice arrangement, particularly when Lizzie's mom "pulled the plug" on their practices at Lizzie's house, which was where they often held practices. He said a few more words to them, then disappeared in the direction of his office.
Bronwyn, a pretty brunette with striking green eyes, was the first to notice Lizzie's entrance. "You're late, Mcguire," were the first words spoken as Lizzie joined the group. "Again."
"At least she's not late to a practice at her own house, like last time," Kelsey, the beauty queen of the group, joked.
Lizzie laughed along with the other girls. She knew they were just poking fun at her and meant no harm by it; it was something they did almost every time they practiced, because Lizzie somehow managed to be late every time.
"Sorry, girls," she apologized once the laughter died down. "Mom and I got into another fight this morning, and Matt wasn't ready to leave until, like, ten minutes after I was." She rolled her eyes.
"Understandable," Miranda chirped, knowing about Lizzie's constantly on-the-rocks relationship with Jo.
"Your brother is such a nuisance," Bronwyn commented, standing up from her spot and heading toward the drum set at the back of the room. It wasn't her set, but Mr. Kerns had said that she could use it if she promised not to cause any damage.
Lizzie laughed. "You're telling me! I have to live with the dweeb," she complained. "Anyway, let's get started. These instruments aren't going to play themselves, you know."
The other girls didn't have to be told twice.
~*~*~*~
- Author's Note: The first part of this began very slowly, but I think the rest of the chapter picked up at least a little bit of pace. The ACTUAL plot, like I said, hasn't really begun yet, since a little development of characters and the relationships between Lizzie and Jo and other characters is needed. I'll be the first to admit that this IS going a little slow, but I guarantee that things will become more interesting as more chapters are written. :)
By the way, a reviewer posed an interesting question: "Is Gordo going to fall in love with Lizzie in Jo's body?" My answer is, actually, I haven't really thought about that yet! It definitely would be interesting (those scenes were the best ones in the movie, if you ask me! haha). What do you all think?
Also, there is a talent show that Lizzie's band is going to perform in, and I have a question regarding that- what songs (two or three songs total) should they play?
I have another project that I am working on, and it is another chaptered story. I'm not going to wait until I'm finished with this before I begin posting- although I already know that this is probably a mistake! ;) If I get too bogged down with schoolwork and such, updates will be even further apart than they are now, but I can promise you that each of them will be worth the wait! The other project is a L/G romance, taking place in their senior year.