Whatever It Takes
A/N: Hey! It's like 9 but I'll write as fast as I can. I have my story in my head, and I have no clue how long this will be, but I enjoy writing for you guys! Onto Chapter 13!
Chapter 13: Can I Get A Little Bit of Your Attention??
Lizzie and Miranda reached the McGuire household about 5 minutes later. They opened the door and surprisingly saw Mrs. McGuire standing in the kitchen. They dropped their bags and went into the kitchen.
"Hey Lizzie. Oh, hi Miranda! I wasn't expecting you! But you're always welcome here," Jo said. Miranda politely responded and told Ms. McGuire that they had a lot of homework to do, so they'd better get going on it. Ms. McGuire accepted the excuse and shooed them away encouragingly.
Miranda and Lizzie ran up the stairs to Lizzie's room and once her foot touched the white carpeting of Lizzie's room, Miranda shut the door.
"Okay, now spill. I've heard the "Saturday Night" stuff, and I don't need to hear it for the, oh, 7th time in two days. So tell me what you feel already! Do you like him or not?" Miranda inquired. Lizzie felt trapped between her best friend and her feelings. Her head couldn't take it anymore!
"Fine! Well, here's this: You know I liked him in 4th grade, but that was only because everyone had a crush on someone and he was the only one available to like. "Then, in seventh grade, he was great after Ronnie broke up with me. In eighth grade, when I danced with him on Sadie Hawkins, I had some feeling that just hit me, right there on the spot: We were meant to be. So I kissed him on the cheek and stuff, but then I made up some excuse because I wasn't ready to tell him my feelings. "In Rome, he was absolutely amazing when he helped me sneak out of Cambini to see Paulo, and took the blame when I almost got caught. When I was on that stage, he was the only one that I knew wouldn't care about how I performed. I had to do something. So I kissed him, but not like I had always imagined it to be like. "Now, I don't know what I'm feeling for him. Right at this moment, I'm practically in love with him, ever since Saturday, but I'm not sure about how he feels about that night, so I'm stuck. There, happy?" Lizzie took a deep breath, and sat on her bed, hiding behind her knees.
Miranda moved the pillow that was lying next to Lizzie and sat down next to her. She looked at Lizzie, who was close to tears, and knew she shouldn't say anything. All she did was wrap her arms around Lizzie, and stayed that way for a long while.
E/N: Probably the most, uh, dramatic chapter I've written yet . I hope all of you had a great winter break and a happy new year! So, does Miranda still like Larry? Was Mae vanished from Whatever It Takes? Will Lizzie make it to Gordo's on time? And did the cow thefts get sick with mad cow disease? Find out in the next installment of Whatever It Takes!
A/N: Hey! It's like 9 but I'll write as fast as I can. I have my story in my head, and I have no clue how long this will be, but I enjoy writing for you guys! Onto Chapter 13!
Chapter 13: Can I Get A Little Bit of Your Attention??
Lizzie and Miranda reached the McGuire household about 5 minutes later. They opened the door and surprisingly saw Mrs. McGuire standing in the kitchen. They dropped their bags and went into the kitchen.
"Hey Lizzie. Oh, hi Miranda! I wasn't expecting you! But you're always welcome here," Jo said. Miranda politely responded and told Ms. McGuire that they had a lot of homework to do, so they'd better get going on it. Ms. McGuire accepted the excuse and shooed them away encouragingly.
Miranda and Lizzie ran up the stairs to Lizzie's room and once her foot touched the white carpeting of Lizzie's room, Miranda shut the door.
"Okay, now spill. I've heard the "Saturday Night" stuff, and I don't need to hear it for the, oh, 7th time in two days. So tell me what you feel already! Do you like him or not?" Miranda inquired. Lizzie felt trapped between her best friend and her feelings. Her head couldn't take it anymore!
"Fine! Well, here's this: You know I liked him in 4th grade, but that was only because everyone had a crush on someone and he was the only one available to like. "Then, in seventh grade, he was great after Ronnie broke up with me. In eighth grade, when I danced with him on Sadie Hawkins, I had some feeling that just hit me, right there on the spot: We were meant to be. So I kissed him on the cheek and stuff, but then I made up some excuse because I wasn't ready to tell him my feelings. "In Rome, he was absolutely amazing when he helped me sneak out of Cambini to see Paulo, and took the blame when I almost got caught. When I was on that stage, he was the only one that I knew wouldn't care about how I performed. I had to do something. So I kissed him, but not like I had always imagined it to be like. "Now, I don't know what I'm feeling for him. Right at this moment, I'm practically in love with him, ever since Saturday, but I'm not sure about how he feels about that night, so I'm stuck. There, happy?" Lizzie took a deep breath, and sat on her bed, hiding behind her knees.
Miranda moved the pillow that was lying next to Lizzie and sat down next to her. She looked at Lizzie, who was close to tears, and knew she shouldn't say anything. All she did was wrap her arms around Lizzie, and stayed that way for a long while.
E/N: Probably the most, uh, dramatic chapter I've written yet . I hope all of you had a great winter break and a happy new year! So, does Miranda still like Larry? Was Mae vanished from Whatever It Takes? Will Lizzie make it to Gordo's on time? And did the cow thefts get sick with mad cow disease? Find out in the next installment of Whatever It Takes!