A/N: R/R (If you're going to flame at least have the guts to sign your own
name!)
Disclaimer: Question; If I owned Lizzie McGuire, why wouldn't I make actual episodes instead of writing FanFiction? Just putting that out there!
"Miss Sanchez! Look me in the eye and tell me that you did not copy Claire Roberts' paper; I won't report you to the principal! Mrs Madine was glaring at Miranda though her beady rat-like eyes, waiting an answer.
Miranda sighed "I- DID- NOT- COPY- THAT- PAPER! Claire copied me! Why do you believe her over me?!"
"Claire came to me and TOLD me that you begged her to let you copy it. The poor girl was so riddled with guilt she came- almost crying might I add, to tell me that you plagiarised!"
"That is such a lie! Flip it and reverse it and you''re on the right track! Listen lady, I haven't copied ANYTHING since middleschool, go check with the other teachers and you'll find Claire is usually involeved in some cheating incident!"
"MIRANDA SANCHEZ! I will not have you bad mnouthing another student in my classroom! Forget reporting you to the principal, I'm just giving you detention right now! And I can assure you this will be going on your permanent record!"
Mrs Madine signed the slip with a flourish and handed it to Miranda, who reluctantly took it and stormed out of the class room.
No sooner had she started on her quick pace down the hallway that she walked straight into an unidentified walking object, sending her books and papers flying everywhere.
"Ah, Miss.Sanders?"
It was Mr Kroger, the mentally unstable drama teacher. Great, Miranda thought, not only did he fail me last semester but he still doesn't remember my name!
"It's Sanchez, remember? Miranda Sanchez?!"
"Well of course I do! Anyway, nice trick there, walking into distinguished members of staff, I mean. Well, aren't you going to pick up your books?"
"How stupid of me! And I thought you were going to help!"
"What did you say? Speak louder girl!"
"Uh, I said, could you pass me my detention slip?"
It had landed on top of the trophy cabinet, which was, like, a yard away from Mr Kroger, but some how that man still made it look like he was lifted 20 pound weights.
Sighing heavily, he moved towards it mumbling, "It's the least I can do, considering YOU barged into ME! Here you are!" He produced the crumpled white sheet as if it was a golden ticket into "Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory"!
"Ah, I see you have detention this week! I'll see you there Maria! Toodle- pip!"
He sashayed down the corridor and into his office, which Miranda seriously hoped was padded with white mattresses, and slammed the door.
"My name is Miranda! And what the hell does toodle-pip mean?!" Miranda through up her hands and turned to walk, but again was obstructed.
"What is this about?! Why don't we all run into Miranda! What fun!" she averted her gaze towards the face of the perpetrator and found herself face to face with David Gordon, who had one eyebrow cocked and a bemused expression on his face.
"Reminding yourself of you name Miranda? That's funny you know, because I thought you were going by "Randa" these days!"
That boy had gotten so cocky lately!
"Why don't you mind your own stinking business freak?"
"Whatever, loser."
"Dork."
"Cheerleader."
"Uh, Honour-role student!
"Doof."
"What?"
"See ya around Sanchez!"
Gordo wandered off down the hall, no doubt heading towards the AV Room, before Miranda could even process the information to come up with a good comeback.;
"I hate that guy! Oh great I'm at it again! This is all that geek McGuire's fault! Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!"
MMiranda slammed out of the front door. She didn't care if she had to classes left. She was in need of some sever retail therapy i.e. she needed to go sale shopping.
Once outside and a safe enough distance form school she whipped out her mobile phone and pressed 1 on speed dial.
"Hello Kate? I'm going to the mall, want to skip out?"
"Sorry Miranda, I can't plus Claire doesn't want us talking to you. She heard that you told Mrs Madine that she copied of you!"
"SHE DID THE EXACT SAME THING ON ME!"
"Whatever!"
"Kate? Hello? I can't believe she hung up!"
Miranda dug her heel into the ground, before turning back and heading towards school. Shopping alone just depressed her!
A/N: Sorry this took so long, but I fractured my wrist during a camogie match and haven't been able to get motivated! I'll get the next chapter up ASAP!" ^_^
XOXO
Lara
Disclaimer: Question; If I owned Lizzie McGuire, why wouldn't I make actual episodes instead of writing FanFiction? Just putting that out there!
"Miss Sanchez! Look me in the eye and tell me that you did not copy Claire Roberts' paper; I won't report you to the principal! Mrs Madine was glaring at Miranda though her beady rat-like eyes, waiting an answer.
Miranda sighed "I- DID- NOT- COPY- THAT- PAPER! Claire copied me! Why do you believe her over me?!"
"Claire came to me and TOLD me that you begged her to let you copy it. The poor girl was so riddled with guilt she came- almost crying might I add, to tell me that you plagiarised!"
"That is such a lie! Flip it and reverse it and you''re on the right track! Listen lady, I haven't copied ANYTHING since middleschool, go check with the other teachers and you'll find Claire is usually involeved in some cheating incident!"
"MIRANDA SANCHEZ! I will not have you bad mnouthing another student in my classroom! Forget reporting you to the principal, I'm just giving you detention right now! And I can assure you this will be going on your permanent record!"
Mrs Madine signed the slip with a flourish and handed it to Miranda, who reluctantly took it and stormed out of the class room.
No sooner had she started on her quick pace down the hallway that she walked straight into an unidentified walking object, sending her books and papers flying everywhere.
"Ah, Miss.Sanders?"
It was Mr Kroger, the mentally unstable drama teacher. Great, Miranda thought, not only did he fail me last semester but he still doesn't remember my name!
"It's Sanchez, remember? Miranda Sanchez?!"
"Well of course I do! Anyway, nice trick there, walking into distinguished members of staff, I mean. Well, aren't you going to pick up your books?"
"How stupid of me! And I thought you were going to help!"
"What did you say? Speak louder girl!"
"Uh, I said, could you pass me my detention slip?"
It had landed on top of the trophy cabinet, which was, like, a yard away from Mr Kroger, but some how that man still made it look like he was lifted 20 pound weights.
Sighing heavily, he moved towards it mumbling, "It's the least I can do, considering YOU barged into ME! Here you are!" He produced the crumpled white sheet as if it was a golden ticket into "Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory"!
"Ah, I see you have detention this week! I'll see you there Maria! Toodle- pip!"
He sashayed down the corridor and into his office, which Miranda seriously hoped was padded with white mattresses, and slammed the door.
"My name is Miranda! And what the hell does toodle-pip mean?!" Miranda through up her hands and turned to walk, but again was obstructed.
"What is this about?! Why don't we all run into Miranda! What fun!" she averted her gaze towards the face of the perpetrator and found herself face to face with David Gordon, who had one eyebrow cocked and a bemused expression on his face.
"Reminding yourself of you name Miranda? That's funny you know, because I thought you were going by "Randa" these days!"
That boy had gotten so cocky lately!
"Why don't you mind your own stinking business freak?"
"Whatever, loser."
"Dork."
"Cheerleader."
"Uh, Honour-role student!
"Doof."
"What?"
"See ya around Sanchez!"
Gordo wandered off down the hall, no doubt heading towards the AV Room, before Miranda could even process the information to come up with a good comeback.;
"I hate that guy! Oh great I'm at it again! This is all that geek McGuire's fault! Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!"
MMiranda slammed out of the front door. She didn't care if she had to classes left. She was in need of some sever retail therapy i.e. she needed to go sale shopping.
Once outside and a safe enough distance form school she whipped out her mobile phone and pressed 1 on speed dial.
"Hello Kate? I'm going to the mall, want to skip out?"
"Sorry Miranda, I can't plus Claire doesn't want us talking to you. She heard that you told Mrs Madine that she copied of you!"
"SHE DID THE EXACT SAME THING ON ME!"
"Whatever!"
"Kate? Hello? I can't believe she hung up!"
Miranda dug her heel into the ground, before turning back and heading towards school. Shopping alone just depressed her!
A/N: Sorry this took so long, but I fractured my wrist during a camogie match and haven't been able to get motivated! I'll get the next chapter up ASAP!" ^_^
XOXO
Lara