Prom
Chapter Eighteen: Revelation
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"Hurry, read it!" Lizzie said, thrusting the paper back into Gordo's arms. She began playing with the neck of her t-shirt.
Gordo began reading through them. He laughed out loud when he got to Claire's. "What? Is it mine? Is it bad?" Lizzie asked nervously.
"No, it's Claire's. Larry Tudgeman is her cousin!" Gordo said, and laughed again.
"Really? Well I don't care right now, get to ours!" she yelled.
"Oh, man," he said. "Your friend Maria's is kinda bad," he said, and started reading it. "Maria Flores, a member of Prom Commitee, was the counter of the results of Prom King and Queen. After the first vote though, Maria gave the results to three of our own students, who also happen to be on this list, but shall remain unnamed..." he didn't read the rest of hers.
"It's all my fault!" Lizzie said, but she was practically in Gordo's seat from anticipation on what hers said.
"Is Jason Davis, who was voted NICEST in our Yearbook Hall of Fame, really a nice guy? You may have thought so, until you read this. Jason has recently cheated on every test in Physics," Gordo read, much to both of their amazements. "David Gordon..." he began reading, but then skipped to Miranda's.
"Miranda Sanchez has been revealed to be the infamous beginner of the 'Laxative in the Coffee' stunt, commonly pulled by the Freshmen of our school," Gordo read quickly.
"Gordo, what does yours say?" Lizzie asked.
"Oh here's yours," he said, ignoring her. She grabbed the paper from his hands.
She started reading it aloud. "David Gordon was very angered when his current girlfriend, Lizzie McGuire was revealed to be cheating on him with Ethan Craft. But here's a newsflash Lizzie: he did the same to you!" She looked up at Gordo, whose eyes were somewhat wet. "Gordo? You... and you..." She tried to regain her cool. "You got mad at me for a mistake, when you did it first?"
"...I didn't do it first," he managed. "After you did, I... I got jealous, so I... did the same thing."
"With who?"
"Don't be mad," he said, looking into her face.
She inhaled. "I won't. I promise. I did it first, after all," she said slowly.
"Heather James," he said solemnly. "But she didn't know that I was still with you, so it's all my fault."
Lizzie didn't say anything. She read what her revealed secret was to Gordo. "Lizzie McGuire, the closest competition to Kate Sanders in the Prom Queen race, cheated. On the last day of voting, she stuffed the box full of ballots. And upon further investigation by myself, all of the papers had 'Lizzie McGuire' and 'David Gordon' as the choices."
Before Gordo could say anything else, someone knocked on the driver-side window. Lizzie looked up and Gordo turned around. It was Jason and Miranda. Jason had a copy of the newspaper in his hand. Gordo and Lizzie got out of the car.
"Who did this?" Miranda asked.
"I don't know, but we need to-" Gordo started, but was cut off by the intertcom.
"The following students must report to the office immediately. Ethan Craft, Jason Davis, Janelle Edwards, Maria Flores, David Gordon, Heather James, Danny Kesslar, Lizzie McGuire, Thomas Meeker, Claire Miller, Emily Richardson, Miranda Sanchez, and Kate Sanders."
The four trudged up to the school, where everyone was already in class. Jason opened the door to the office, where all the rest of the people were already waiting. They sat down to wait. One by one, they were talked to by the principal to see if they knew who had done it.
By the time Lizzie was being questioned, she realized something. When she had gotten the information from Maria about the Prom, she passed by four people on the way out. Kate, Claire, Thomas, and Heather. So therefore, it had to be either Kate, Claire, Thomas, Heather, Maria, Gordo, Miranda, or Jason who had printed the article. She scratched the last three, and told the principal who she thought it could be.
Lizzie followed the principal back out to the waiting students. "I need to go through everyone's bags," he said. He planned to go through Kate, Claire, Thomas, Heather, and Maria's bags first. He went to Maria. He searched her bag with nothing suspicious being found.
Then he went to Claire's bag. After a minute or two, he found a crumpled piece of paper at the bottom of the back pack. He opened it up. In handwriting, it said the same thing as the article, except the title was 'Story of a High School Cheerleader' instead.
Claire had typed the article.
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When Lizzie got home, Matt greeted her. "Lizzie! It worked!"
"What did?" she asked, uninterested, and let herself fall onto the couch.
"My new look! Seven girls asked me to the end of the year dance!" he said excitedly.
"Good for you," she said.
Matt said, "Well excuse me, conehead." He stalked up to his room. Lizzie flipped on the TV and started surfing the channels. After going through all the channels twice, she turned it off. She had just set down the remote when the phone rang.
"I'll get it!" she heard her mom call. Lizzie got up and went upstairs to lay down. "Lizzie, it's for you!"
She sighed and picked up the line in her room. "Hello?"
"Hey Liz, what's up?" was the answer she received.
"Jason?" she asked.
"Yeah. Miranda wants to know if you and Gordo wanted to go out with us tonight," he said.
"Did you ask Gordo?" she asked.
"Not yet."
"Oh. Well, if Gordo wants to go, I'll go," she replied.
"Cool. You want me to call and ask him?" he asked her.
"Sure. Where are we gonna go?" she asked, twirling the curly cord with her finger. She was bored out of her mind, she was glad Jason called when he did.
"Miranda suggested bowling or a movie, or both," he said.
"Oh cool. Yeah, call Gordo then call me back," she said.
"Okay," he said, and hung up. Lizzie set the receiver back on the base of the phone, and grabbed a brush off her desk. She began brushing her hair and waiting for Jason's call. The phone rang again. She answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey it's me again. Miranda already called Gordo on her cell phone when I called you, and he's gonna go," Jason said.
"Who's driving?" Lizzie asked.
"Me. We're going to come and pick you guys up right now," he said.
"I'll be ready," she answered, and hung up. She got ready quickly and told her parents where she was going. She went outside to wait. About ten minutes later, Jason's car pulled up with Jason, Miranda, and Gordo already inside. Lizzie slid in the back with Miranda.
"Where to first?" Jason inquired.
"How 'bout the movie?" Miranda suggested.
"Sounds good," Lizzie said.
"The movie it is," Jason said. He pulled up to a red light and stopped. It turned green. He pulled into the intersection to continue going strait. Out of nowhere, a red Dodge pickup came flying through the red light to the right of them, slamming into the passenger side of the car.
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Aren't their lives just so action-packed? What will happen to them on the night before Graduation? Find out in the next chapter!
Chapter Eighteen: Revelation
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"Hurry, read it!" Lizzie said, thrusting the paper back into Gordo's arms. She began playing with the neck of her t-shirt.
Gordo began reading through them. He laughed out loud when he got to Claire's. "What? Is it mine? Is it bad?" Lizzie asked nervously.
"No, it's Claire's. Larry Tudgeman is her cousin!" Gordo said, and laughed again.
"Really? Well I don't care right now, get to ours!" she yelled.
"Oh, man," he said. "Your friend Maria's is kinda bad," he said, and started reading it. "Maria Flores, a member of Prom Commitee, was the counter of the results of Prom King and Queen. After the first vote though, Maria gave the results to three of our own students, who also happen to be on this list, but shall remain unnamed..." he didn't read the rest of hers.
"It's all my fault!" Lizzie said, but she was practically in Gordo's seat from anticipation on what hers said.
"Is Jason Davis, who was voted NICEST in our Yearbook Hall of Fame, really a nice guy? You may have thought so, until you read this. Jason has recently cheated on every test in Physics," Gordo read, much to both of their amazements. "David Gordon..." he began reading, but then skipped to Miranda's.
"Miranda Sanchez has been revealed to be the infamous beginner of the 'Laxative in the Coffee' stunt, commonly pulled by the Freshmen of our school," Gordo read quickly.
"Gordo, what does yours say?" Lizzie asked.
"Oh here's yours," he said, ignoring her. She grabbed the paper from his hands.
She started reading it aloud. "David Gordon was very angered when his current girlfriend, Lizzie McGuire was revealed to be cheating on him with Ethan Craft. But here's a newsflash Lizzie: he did the same to you!" She looked up at Gordo, whose eyes were somewhat wet. "Gordo? You... and you..." She tried to regain her cool. "You got mad at me for a mistake, when you did it first?"
"...I didn't do it first," he managed. "After you did, I... I got jealous, so I... did the same thing."
"With who?"
"Don't be mad," he said, looking into her face.
She inhaled. "I won't. I promise. I did it first, after all," she said slowly.
"Heather James," he said solemnly. "But she didn't know that I was still with you, so it's all my fault."
Lizzie didn't say anything. She read what her revealed secret was to Gordo. "Lizzie McGuire, the closest competition to Kate Sanders in the Prom Queen race, cheated. On the last day of voting, she stuffed the box full of ballots. And upon further investigation by myself, all of the papers had 'Lizzie McGuire' and 'David Gordon' as the choices."
Before Gordo could say anything else, someone knocked on the driver-side window. Lizzie looked up and Gordo turned around. It was Jason and Miranda. Jason had a copy of the newspaper in his hand. Gordo and Lizzie got out of the car.
"Who did this?" Miranda asked.
"I don't know, but we need to-" Gordo started, but was cut off by the intertcom.
"The following students must report to the office immediately. Ethan Craft, Jason Davis, Janelle Edwards, Maria Flores, David Gordon, Heather James, Danny Kesslar, Lizzie McGuire, Thomas Meeker, Claire Miller, Emily Richardson, Miranda Sanchez, and Kate Sanders."
The four trudged up to the school, where everyone was already in class. Jason opened the door to the office, where all the rest of the people were already waiting. They sat down to wait. One by one, they were talked to by the principal to see if they knew who had done it.
By the time Lizzie was being questioned, she realized something. When she had gotten the information from Maria about the Prom, she passed by four people on the way out. Kate, Claire, Thomas, and Heather. So therefore, it had to be either Kate, Claire, Thomas, Heather, Maria, Gordo, Miranda, or Jason who had printed the article. She scratched the last three, and told the principal who she thought it could be.
Lizzie followed the principal back out to the waiting students. "I need to go through everyone's bags," he said. He planned to go through Kate, Claire, Thomas, Heather, and Maria's bags first. He went to Maria. He searched her bag with nothing suspicious being found.
Then he went to Claire's bag. After a minute or two, he found a crumpled piece of paper at the bottom of the back pack. He opened it up. In handwriting, it said the same thing as the article, except the title was 'Story of a High School Cheerleader' instead.
Claire had typed the article.
- - -
When Lizzie got home, Matt greeted her. "Lizzie! It worked!"
"What did?" she asked, uninterested, and let herself fall onto the couch.
"My new look! Seven girls asked me to the end of the year dance!" he said excitedly.
"Good for you," she said.
Matt said, "Well excuse me, conehead." He stalked up to his room. Lizzie flipped on the TV and started surfing the channels. After going through all the channels twice, she turned it off. She had just set down the remote when the phone rang.
"I'll get it!" she heard her mom call. Lizzie got up and went upstairs to lay down. "Lizzie, it's for you!"
She sighed and picked up the line in her room. "Hello?"
"Hey Liz, what's up?" was the answer she received.
"Jason?" she asked.
"Yeah. Miranda wants to know if you and Gordo wanted to go out with us tonight," he said.
"Did you ask Gordo?" she asked.
"Not yet."
"Oh. Well, if Gordo wants to go, I'll go," she replied.
"Cool. You want me to call and ask him?" he asked her.
"Sure. Where are we gonna go?" she asked, twirling the curly cord with her finger. She was bored out of her mind, she was glad Jason called when he did.
"Miranda suggested bowling or a movie, or both," he said.
"Oh cool. Yeah, call Gordo then call me back," she said.
"Okay," he said, and hung up. Lizzie set the receiver back on the base of the phone, and grabbed a brush off her desk. She began brushing her hair and waiting for Jason's call. The phone rang again. She answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey it's me again. Miranda already called Gordo on her cell phone when I called you, and he's gonna go," Jason said.
"Who's driving?" Lizzie asked.
"Me. We're going to come and pick you guys up right now," he said.
"I'll be ready," she answered, and hung up. She got ready quickly and told her parents where she was going. She went outside to wait. About ten minutes later, Jason's car pulled up with Jason, Miranda, and Gordo already inside. Lizzie slid in the back with Miranda.
"Where to first?" Jason inquired.
"How 'bout the movie?" Miranda suggested.
"Sounds good," Lizzie said.
"The movie it is," Jason said. He pulled up to a red light and stopped. It turned green. He pulled into the intersection to continue going strait. Out of nowhere, a red Dodge pickup came flying through the red light to the right of them, slamming into the passenger side of the car.
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Aren't their lives just so action-packed? What will happen to them on the night before Graduation? Find out in the next chapter!
