A/N: Still don't own the Lizzie McGuire show.
Crazy McGuire
Lizzie stood there, speechless. Not only had Ethan Craft been a total sweetie to her, kissed her on the hand, but also now she definitely knew that she liked him.
"I hate it when Gordo's right", she mumbled.
The bell rang. Before you knew it the halls were jam packed with teenagers. Lizzie strolled down the hallway to her next class.
"Lizzie wait up!" shouted Miranda, "Where'd you go?"
"Oh, just walking."
"Ooooookay", replied Miranda, "With who?"
"What, I can't walk without having someone with me?" replied Lizzie.
"No, I don't know. I just thought that you were walking with someone."
"Uh hunh", replied Lizzie, "Okay." She didn't really feel like talking.
Lizzie and Miranda arrived to the classroom and sat down in their seats. Lizzie turned to Miranda who sat next to her. She was writing down whatever the heck the teacher was putting on the board. Lizzie looked at the problem. She didn't feel like solving it but it wasn't like there was anything else that she could do.
She leaned back into her chair and closed her eyes for a moment. It was nice. She was tired and wanted to sleep. Hmmmm. So peaceful.
"Miss McGuire!" The teacher called on Lizzie.
"Wha!" Lizzie woke up suddenly.
"Miss McGuire, what's the answer?"
"To what?"
"Well if you weren't to busy daydreaming you'd know wouldn't you?"
"Ummm. Yea, I guess", replied Lizzie.
"Pay attention!" she snapped.
The teacher turned away and focused her attention to a kid who was throwing spitballs.
"Lizzie", asked Miranda, "What was that about?"
"Nothing", replied Lizzie, "Man, Mrs. Smith is annoying."
She tried to "take notes" but doodled instead. First she wrote and E. Then an A, and then a T and so on until it spelled "Ethan". She unlined it three times and drew little hearts around it.
Miranda looked over. A bit shocked. "Lizzie", she said, "What's that". She pointed to Lizzie's doodle.
"Why is Ethan's name in bubble letters surrounded by little hearts?" Miranda asked.
"Miranda!" Lizzie whispered, "Shush!"
"I.. I'm sorry but.. but why is his name there", Miranda stammered, "Does that mean you like him?"
Lizzie didn't know if she should tell the truth. She took a deep breath, "Yes", she squeaked.
Miranda's jaw dropped and her eyes widened. She was surprised. "Lizzie, are you serious?"
"Yes", replied Lizzie, "And why are you acting like it's a big deal?"
"You're crazy McGuire", replied Miranda.
"No I'm not!" said Lizzie.
"Yea you are if you act on it."
"I sorta know that."
"Well, when did this happen?" asked Miranda.
Lizzie began, "Well after I fought with Gordo I was feeling pretty rotten. So I'm running down the halls, crying and I bump into someone. And it's Ethan. He helps me up and says how sorry he is. Then after a short conversation, he kisses my hand and leaves. And that's when I knew."
"Wow", replied Miranda.
The bell rang and Miranda and Lizzie gathered up their books. Hopefully Gordo didn't hear their conversation.
The two girls walked to their next class but stopped when someone called them.
"Lizzie, Miranda!" He waved to them as he walked over, "Here." He handed them two pieces of paper. "See ya, ladies."
Lizzie slowly opened it up. It was a flyer for a party that Ethan was having. "Miranda, look!" She elbowed her friend.
"Yeah, I see", she paused. You wanna go?"
"Sure", replied Lizzie, "This looks like its gonna be awesome!"
*
Gordo hadn't changed since middle school. He never followed the crowd and could care less what people thought of him. But there were some things that even he got excited about.
He looked down at the paper that was stuck in his locker. He read the big, bold print: Party!! It was at Ethan's, of course. The guy was always throwing parties. He was always invited, but never went. But for some reason he just felt like going.
He wanted to get out, have fun. The whole Lizzie thing had gotten him down in the dumps. He needed to let lose, be wild.
Every time he tried, he thought of Lizzie. Everything reminded him of her. Part of him was saying, 'you're and idiot to let her go! The other half was saying, 'She's moved on, so should you!'
He lay on his bed and stared at the phone. All he had to do was dial her number. Maybe he could make things right again. Slowly he picked it up and slowly pressed the buttons.....
Lizzie and Miranda were sitting in the mall food court, sipping smoothies.
"You're so lucky, Miranda", said Lizzie.
"I know", replied Miranda replied, "I can't believe I have a date for Ethan's party tonight! Danny Kessler is sooooo hot!"
Miranda was so happy that Danny Kessler had asked her out earlier that day. He wasn't as popular as he used to be. But hey, he was still good- looking!
The girls walked through the mall and glanced at the shops until they found one that might have something that they would like. They found an interesting store.
They browsed through the store and tried looking for great outfits. Miranda had her eye on a denim skirt with a green woven top. Lizzie saw a pair of low-rider dark blue denim jeans with a cute pink tank top. They walked into the dressing room and tried the outfits on.
"So, how do I look?" asked Lizzie as she twirled around the dressing room mirror.
"That outfit looks fab! What about me?" replied Miranda.
"Great! Danny will be very impressed!"
The girls paid for the new outfits and headed to Lizzie's house. They went straight up to Lizzie's room and got dressed.
Lizzie was carefully applying her mascara. "Hey Liz, you have a message", said Miranda interrupting her.
"Oh", she looked at the answering machine, "Looks like I do."
"Play it!"
"Okay", said Lizzie as she pressed the play button.
"Hey, Lizzie. It's umm well, me Gordo. Okay, um I really think we need to talk. Okay, well maybe you aren't speaking to me. I guess I can understand that. Well when you're done giving me the silent treatment I would like it if you call. You know my number."
Lizzie froze. She turned and looked at Miranda. Miranda looked at her. "I guess he really wants to talk."
Lizzie bit her lip. "Well, he's going to the party, right?"
"Yea", replied Miranda.
"I'll just talk to him then."
Lizzie and Miranda finished applying their make up and did their hair until they were absolutely satisfied. They walked out the door and Lizzie's mom drove them to the party.
Lizzie and Miranda sat silently in the back seat of the car. Lizzie gazed out the window. It was winter and snow was falling. The passed the houses that were sprinkled with the lovely white snow. It all looked very nice.
"All right girls! Here we are!" exclaimed Mrs. McGuire, "Remember be careful, don't drink and alcohol and say no if anyone offers you drugs. Oh an-"
"Mom!" exclaimed Lizzie, "We're fifteen. I think we know how to handle ourselves."
"All right Lizzie, Miranda I'm sorry. Bye. Oh, and don't forget to call me if you need anything!"
Lizzie and Miranda said their goodbyes to Mrs. McGuire. They walked up to the big house.
"All right", said Miranda, "Here we go..."
Crazy McGuire
Lizzie stood there, speechless. Not only had Ethan Craft been a total sweetie to her, kissed her on the hand, but also now she definitely knew that she liked him.
"I hate it when Gordo's right", she mumbled.
The bell rang. Before you knew it the halls were jam packed with teenagers. Lizzie strolled down the hallway to her next class.
"Lizzie wait up!" shouted Miranda, "Where'd you go?"
"Oh, just walking."
"Ooooookay", replied Miranda, "With who?"
"What, I can't walk without having someone with me?" replied Lizzie.
"No, I don't know. I just thought that you were walking with someone."
"Uh hunh", replied Lizzie, "Okay." She didn't really feel like talking.
Lizzie and Miranda arrived to the classroom and sat down in their seats. Lizzie turned to Miranda who sat next to her. She was writing down whatever the heck the teacher was putting on the board. Lizzie looked at the problem. She didn't feel like solving it but it wasn't like there was anything else that she could do.
She leaned back into her chair and closed her eyes for a moment. It was nice. She was tired and wanted to sleep. Hmmmm. So peaceful.
"Miss McGuire!" The teacher called on Lizzie.
"Wha!" Lizzie woke up suddenly.
"Miss McGuire, what's the answer?"
"To what?"
"Well if you weren't to busy daydreaming you'd know wouldn't you?"
"Ummm. Yea, I guess", replied Lizzie.
"Pay attention!" she snapped.
The teacher turned away and focused her attention to a kid who was throwing spitballs.
"Lizzie", asked Miranda, "What was that about?"
"Nothing", replied Lizzie, "Man, Mrs. Smith is annoying."
She tried to "take notes" but doodled instead. First she wrote and E. Then an A, and then a T and so on until it spelled "Ethan". She unlined it three times and drew little hearts around it.
Miranda looked over. A bit shocked. "Lizzie", she said, "What's that". She pointed to Lizzie's doodle.
"Why is Ethan's name in bubble letters surrounded by little hearts?" Miranda asked.
"Miranda!" Lizzie whispered, "Shush!"
"I.. I'm sorry but.. but why is his name there", Miranda stammered, "Does that mean you like him?"
Lizzie didn't know if she should tell the truth. She took a deep breath, "Yes", she squeaked.
Miranda's jaw dropped and her eyes widened. She was surprised. "Lizzie, are you serious?"
"Yes", replied Lizzie, "And why are you acting like it's a big deal?"
"You're crazy McGuire", replied Miranda.
"No I'm not!" said Lizzie.
"Yea you are if you act on it."
"I sorta know that."
"Well, when did this happen?" asked Miranda.
Lizzie began, "Well after I fought with Gordo I was feeling pretty rotten. So I'm running down the halls, crying and I bump into someone. And it's Ethan. He helps me up and says how sorry he is. Then after a short conversation, he kisses my hand and leaves. And that's when I knew."
"Wow", replied Miranda.
The bell rang and Miranda and Lizzie gathered up their books. Hopefully Gordo didn't hear their conversation.
The two girls walked to their next class but stopped when someone called them.
"Lizzie, Miranda!" He waved to them as he walked over, "Here." He handed them two pieces of paper. "See ya, ladies."
Lizzie slowly opened it up. It was a flyer for a party that Ethan was having. "Miranda, look!" She elbowed her friend.
"Yeah, I see", she paused. You wanna go?"
"Sure", replied Lizzie, "This looks like its gonna be awesome!"
*
Gordo hadn't changed since middle school. He never followed the crowd and could care less what people thought of him. But there were some things that even he got excited about.
He looked down at the paper that was stuck in his locker. He read the big, bold print: Party!! It was at Ethan's, of course. The guy was always throwing parties. He was always invited, but never went. But for some reason he just felt like going.
He wanted to get out, have fun. The whole Lizzie thing had gotten him down in the dumps. He needed to let lose, be wild.
Every time he tried, he thought of Lizzie. Everything reminded him of her. Part of him was saying, 'you're and idiot to let her go! The other half was saying, 'She's moved on, so should you!'
He lay on his bed and stared at the phone. All he had to do was dial her number. Maybe he could make things right again. Slowly he picked it up and slowly pressed the buttons.....
Lizzie and Miranda were sitting in the mall food court, sipping smoothies.
"You're so lucky, Miranda", said Lizzie.
"I know", replied Miranda replied, "I can't believe I have a date for Ethan's party tonight! Danny Kessler is sooooo hot!"
Miranda was so happy that Danny Kessler had asked her out earlier that day. He wasn't as popular as he used to be. But hey, he was still good- looking!
The girls walked through the mall and glanced at the shops until they found one that might have something that they would like. They found an interesting store.
They browsed through the store and tried looking for great outfits. Miranda had her eye on a denim skirt with a green woven top. Lizzie saw a pair of low-rider dark blue denim jeans with a cute pink tank top. They walked into the dressing room and tried the outfits on.
"So, how do I look?" asked Lizzie as she twirled around the dressing room mirror.
"That outfit looks fab! What about me?" replied Miranda.
"Great! Danny will be very impressed!"
The girls paid for the new outfits and headed to Lizzie's house. They went straight up to Lizzie's room and got dressed.
Lizzie was carefully applying her mascara. "Hey Liz, you have a message", said Miranda interrupting her.
"Oh", she looked at the answering machine, "Looks like I do."
"Play it!"
"Okay", said Lizzie as she pressed the play button.
"Hey, Lizzie. It's umm well, me Gordo. Okay, um I really think we need to talk. Okay, well maybe you aren't speaking to me. I guess I can understand that. Well when you're done giving me the silent treatment I would like it if you call. You know my number."
Lizzie froze. She turned and looked at Miranda. Miranda looked at her. "I guess he really wants to talk."
Lizzie bit her lip. "Well, he's going to the party, right?"
"Yea", replied Miranda.
"I'll just talk to him then."
Lizzie and Miranda finished applying their make up and did their hair until they were absolutely satisfied. They walked out the door and Lizzie's mom drove them to the party.
Lizzie and Miranda sat silently in the back seat of the car. Lizzie gazed out the window. It was winter and snow was falling. The passed the houses that were sprinkled with the lovely white snow. It all looked very nice.
"All right girls! Here we are!" exclaimed Mrs. McGuire, "Remember be careful, don't drink and alcohol and say no if anyone offers you drugs. Oh an-"
"Mom!" exclaimed Lizzie, "We're fifteen. I think we know how to handle ourselves."
"All right Lizzie, Miranda I'm sorry. Bye. Oh, and don't forget to call me if you need anything!"
Lizzie and Miranda said their goodbyes to Mrs. McGuire. They walked up to the big house.
"All right", said Miranda, "Here we go..."