A/N: Don't own Lizzie McGuire show.
Okay, this story was on Fan fiction (Also under a different sn) before but I revised it. It was up about two months ago (I doubt anyone remembers it!) but I got a bad review and took their advice and made the story better. And I absolutely HATE to admit it but bad reviews help. But oh well, here it goes!!
Introduction
***Have you ever had something so good that you never thought would end? Something that was like life was so perfect. Love is a wonderful thing. But then there's the point when it all falls apart.****
The Digital Bean held as the hang out spot for most of the teenagers of Hillridge Middle and High School. They all came they're after school to study, drink a couple shakes, and generally just hang out.
In the corner of was a young girl with her head buried in her hands. About age fifteen. She had long blonde hair that hid her face. She was sobbing but why? She looked up. The once perfectly applied mascara now ran right down her red cheeks.
What had she done wrong? She had it all, or at least she thought. But I guess it was just one of those times where everything was so good, so good that you know that you'll never ever be this happy again in your life. It kind of depresses you. But I guess it was just one of those things that she thought would last.
She grabbed her small, denim purse and slowly walked away. She walked unto the streets; her eyes still puffy and her make-up still messed up. But like she cared, that was the least of her worries. The pain and sadness seemed to have taken control over all her emotions. But I guess losing your first love, or any love for that matter does that to you.
She sat on a bench and sobbed so loudly that people glanced as they walked by to see the sight. Again, she didn't care. She sobbed her troubles away. "Calm down. It'll be okay", she reassured herself. She leaned her head back, closed her eyes and drifted into deep thought.
"Of all the guys I could've fallen for, it just had to be him." Lizzie McGuire sat up. "And now he hates me.... my Gordo hates me."
* Lizzie and Gordo had been dating for about a year. However a simple tutoring session would change all that.
Ever since their relationship had started Gordo reassured himself that Lizzie didn't like Ethan Craft anymore. Although he had doubts when she volunteered to tutor Ethan in History.
So, for every time they studied alone Gordo was always there. Whether it was in the hall, behind a door, outside the window, and once in a bush. Gordo did think it was stupid that he couldn't trust Lizzie, the love of his life but somehow he didn't trust her. Given the fact that she was gaga over the guy all the guy all throughout middle school.
He later in eased up a bit. After observing them for quite some time Gordo realized that Lizzie didn't have a crush on him, seeing how she no longer acted nervous when around him. Gordo was confident that Lizzie knew that he was the only man in her life.
Then there was that day before he broke up with her. It had been a Thursday. And on that particular day the grades for the big History exam were given back to the students.
Gordo had aced the whole thing with the usual big fat A. Lizzie did very well. But Ethan, he was ecstatic. He was thrilled. He had actually gotten a B!
Back to the part where Gordo gets angry, it was at lunch, and Lizzie, Gordo, and Miranda had discussed the events that had happened.
"Did you hear? Ethan got a B on history!" said Miranda as if some miraculous miracle had happened.
"Yea, I know", replied Gordo. He started to mimic Ethan and how excited he got.
"Gordo!" Lizzie said as she elbowed him. "Sorry", said Gordo as he swung his arm around her.
"And who could forget the girl who made Bozo get a passing grade", he said and kissed he lightly in the cheek. Lizzie smiled at him.
"Yo Lizzie!" Ethan waved to the group.
"Great" muttered Gordo under his breath, 'When will this jealous phase end?' he thought.
"Hey Ethan", Lizzie twirled her head around, flipping all of her lovely blonde hair into Gordo's face.
"Oh sorry, Gordo", she said and turned to Ethan again.
"Can I talk to you?" asked Ethan.
"Sure."
They walked off not too far away. Miranda could see the jealous glint in Gordo's eyes.
"Proops, Lizzie for teaching me all that stuff about dead guys", said Ethan, "I never would've gotten that grade without you."
Lizzie smiled. And it was then that Ethan kissed her. It was probably just because he was happy. All he did was peck her on the lips. But that was enough to set Gordo off.
And that's when he told Lizzie to meet him at the Digital Bean, where he would break up with her. And now, Lizzie sits, heartbroken. And it was all because of Ethan Craft.
Okay, this story was on Fan fiction (Also under a different sn) before but I revised it. It was up about two months ago (I doubt anyone remembers it!) but I got a bad review and took their advice and made the story better. And I absolutely HATE to admit it but bad reviews help. But oh well, here it goes!!
Introduction
***Have you ever had something so good that you never thought would end? Something that was like life was so perfect. Love is a wonderful thing. But then there's the point when it all falls apart.****
The Digital Bean held as the hang out spot for most of the teenagers of Hillridge Middle and High School. They all came they're after school to study, drink a couple shakes, and generally just hang out.
In the corner of was a young girl with her head buried in her hands. About age fifteen. She had long blonde hair that hid her face. She was sobbing but why? She looked up. The once perfectly applied mascara now ran right down her red cheeks.
What had she done wrong? She had it all, or at least she thought. But I guess it was just one of those times where everything was so good, so good that you know that you'll never ever be this happy again in your life. It kind of depresses you. But I guess it was just one of those things that she thought would last.
She grabbed her small, denim purse and slowly walked away. She walked unto the streets; her eyes still puffy and her make-up still messed up. But like she cared, that was the least of her worries. The pain and sadness seemed to have taken control over all her emotions. But I guess losing your first love, or any love for that matter does that to you.
She sat on a bench and sobbed so loudly that people glanced as they walked by to see the sight. Again, she didn't care. She sobbed her troubles away. "Calm down. It'll be okay", she reassured herself. She leaned her head back, closed her eyes and drifted into deep thought.
"Of all the guys I could've fallen for, it just had to be him." Lizzie McGuire sat up. "And now he hates me.... my Gordo hates me."
* Lizzie and Gordo had been dating for about a year. However a simple tutoring session would change all that.
Ever since their relationship had started Gordo reassured himself that Lizzie didn't like Ethan Craft anymore. Although he had doubts when she volunteered to tutor Ethan in History.
So, for every time they studied alone Gordo was always there. Whether it was in the hall, behind a door, outside the window, and once in a bush. Gordo did think it was stupid that he couldn't trust Lizzie, the love of his life but somehow he didn't trust her. Given the fact that she was gaga over the guy all the guy all throughout middle school.
He later in eased up a bit. After observing them for quite some time Gordo realized that Lizzie didn't have a crush on him, seeing how she no longer acted nervous when around him. Gordo was confident that Lizzie knew that he was the only man in her life.
Then there was that day before he broke up with her. It had been a Thursday. And on that particular day the grades for the big History exam were given back to the students.
Gordo had aced the whole thing with the usual big fat A. Lizzie did very well. But Ethan, he was ecstatic. He was thrilled. He had actually gotten a B!
Back to the part where Gordo gets angry, it was at lunch, and Lizzie, Gordo, and Miranda had discussed the events that had happened.
"Did you hear? Ethan got a B on history!" said Miranda as if some miraculous miracle had happened.
"Yea, I know", replied Gordo. He started to mimic Ethan and how excited he got.
"Gordo!" Lizzie said as she elbowed him. "Sorry", said Gordo as he swung his arm around her.
"And who could forget the girl who made Bozo get a passing grade", he said and kissed he lightly in the cheek. Lizzie smiled at him.
"Yo Lizzie!" Ethan waved to the group.
"Great" muttered Gordo under his breath, 'When will this jealous phase end?' he thought.
"Hey Ethan", Lizzie twirled her head around, flipping all of her lovely blonde hair into Gordo's face.
"Oh sorry, Gordo", she said and turned to Ethan again.
"Can I talk to you?" asked Ethan.
"Sure."
They walked off not too far away. Miranda could see the jealous glint in Gordo's eyes.
"Proops, Lizzie for teaching me all that stuff about dead guys", said Ethan, "I never would've gotten that grade without you."
Lizzie smiled. And it was then that Ethan kissed her. It was probably just because he was happy. All he did was peck her on the lips. But that was enough to set Gordo off.
And that's when he told Lizzie to meet him at the Digital Bean, where he would break up with her. And now, Lizzie sits, heartbroken. And it was all because of Ethan Craft.