A/N: Once again, I do not own the Lizzie McGuire show. If I did it would
different. Thanks to reviewers! Sorry if this chapter is a little short!
The next chapter that I am working will be MUCH longer and I think it's
really cute. Well, that is my opinion. So in the meantime, enjoy! And
here's the rest of my story..
Dude With The Shades
Lizzie McGuire ran the straightening iron through her shinny blonder hair. She fixed her make up. She needed to look perfect. But of course since this was Ethan Craft she needed to look more perfect. It had taken her forever just select the "perfect" outfit.
Miranda sat in Lizzie's butterfly chair reading an issue of "Teen People". "Lizzie you look fine", she said impatiently.
"Really?" she asked unsurely. She examined herself in the mirror. "I think I'm gonna go brush my teeth just one more time."
Miranda rolled her eyes. She began to read an advice column. One particular question caught her eye.
"Hey Lizzie!" Miranda called, "Come here for a sec. I wanna show you something.
"What?" asked Lizzie. She walked in with her toothbrush in her mouth, scrubbing her teeth, frantically.
"I found a question that seems like what's going on with you", said Miranda.
"Wait!" said Lizzie, "I gotta go spit." She left for a few seconds and came back.
"Okay, now what did you want to tell me?" she asked.
"Okay here's the question", began Miranda, "I have this problem. You see my boyfriend and I recently broke up. We haven't really been talking lately. Anyway, I'm finally going out with someone and he always seems so jealous. I don't hate my boyfriend, in fact we are very good friends, or at least I thought we were. Help!"
Lizzie stood there for a moment. It was like someone had read her mind and sent it to a magazine advice column.
"What's the answer?" she asked curiously.
"It says", Miranda began again, "Obviously this person may not be completely over you. I'm sure you'd feel the same way if you saw him with another girl. What I gather is that you guys are or were good friends. If you are such good friends talk to them about your situation. Maybe you can talk it out and one day hang out again, without being jealous."
Lizzie stood there for a moment in deep thought. She quickly snapped out of it and ran the straightening iron through her hair again. Then she applied her make up, black mascara, gray eye shadow, and some lip gloss.
She looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a dark blue shirt and a denim skirt. "Does this look good to you?" she asked Miranda.
"Great", replied Miranda, "I think you're all ready."
Lizzie looked at herself once more in the mirror and walked out the door.
Lizzie walked into the Digital Bean. Ethan waved to the table that they would be at. Lizzie started to get a little bit nervous. He looked really good. It made her thoughts of Gordo completely disappear from her mind.
"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie", he said softly, "you look beautiful!"
Lizzie smiled. "You too", she said. She felt like a complete idiot. She wanted I act cool but was afraid that she'd melt into a puddle on the floor.
The two grabbed some shakes. They went back to the table and had a normal conversation, mostly about school and stuff. Lizzie was enjoying herself. She had never really had a human conversation. He didn't seem so stupid anymore.
There was pause. They looked at eachother under the red lights. Something about him made him look so perfect. They started to lean in and kissed again. They pulled back and started to talk again.
There were some romantic moments now and then. And Lizzie felt so happy. Just then Gordo walked in. He didn't even know that they would be there. He quickly took the sunglasses he had in his pocket and put them on. He didn't want Lizzie to think that he was spying on her.
He tried to ignore them but couldn't help but stared every now and then. He watched Ethan. 'He must think he's so cool, sweet talking her like that'. He focused his attention to something else.
But what was there to really think about? He sat there and read a book that he had with him. He just couldn't stop it looking at them. It was like his eyes were glued to that one area.
"I hate Ethan", he muttered under his breath.
"Hey Lizzie", said Ethan.
"What?" she asked.
"Look at that dude in the shades over there. He seems to be staring at us."
"Freaky", replied Lizzie.
"Hey you wanna blow this place and take a walk?"
"Sure", replied Lizzie and they got up from their seats and left.
Gordo slowly took off the sunglasses. "If only she knew", he said softly to himself, "If only she knew."
Dude With The Shades
Lizzie McGuire ran the straightening iron through her shinny blonder hair. She fixed her make up. She needed to look perfect. But of course since this was Ethan Craft she needed to look more perfect. It had taken her forever just select the "perfect" outfit.
Miranda sat in Lizzie's butterfly chair reading an issue of "Teen People". "Lizzie you look fine", she said impatiently.
"Really?" she asked unsurely. She examined herself in the mirror. "I think I'm gonna go brush my teeth just one more time."
Miranda rolled her eyes. She began to read an advice column. One particular question caught her eye.
"Hey Lizzie!" Miranda called, "Come here for a sec. I wanna show you something.
"What?" asked Lizzie. She walked in with her toothbrush in her mouth, scrubbing her teeth, frantically.
"I found a question that seems like what's going on with you", said Miranda.
"Wait!" said Lizzie, "I gotta go spit." She left for a few seconds and came back.
"Okay, now what did you want to tell me?" she asked.
"Okay here's the question", began Miranda, "I have this problem. You see my boyfriend and I recently broke up. We haven't really been talking lately. Anyway, I'm finally going out with someone and he always seems so jealous. I don't hate my boyfriend, in fact we are very good friends, or at least I thought we were. Help!"
Lizzie stood there for a moment. It was like someone had read her mind and sent it to a magazine advice column.
"What's the answer?" she asked curiously.
"It says", Miranda began again, "Obviously this person may not be completely over you. I'm sure you'd feel the same way if you saw him with another girl. What I gather is that you guys are or were good friends. If you are such good friends talk to them about your situation. Maybe you can talk it out and one day hang out again, without being jealous."
Lizzie stood there for a moment in deep thought. She quickly snapped out of it and ran the straightening iron through her hair again. Then she applied her make up, black mascara, gray eye shadow, and some lip gloss.
She looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a dark blue shirt and a denim skirt. "Does this look good to you?" she asked Miranda.
"Great", replied Miranda, "I think you're all ready."
Lizzie looked at herself once more in the mirror and walked out the door.
Lizzie walked into the Digital Bean. Ethan waved to the table that they would be at. Lizzie started to get a little bit nervous. He looked really good. It made her thoughts of Gordo completely disappear from her mind.
"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie", he said softly, "you look beautiful!"
Lizzie smiled. "You too", she said. She felt like a complete idiot. She wanted I act cool but was afraid that she'd melt into a puddle on the floor.
The two grabbed some shakes. They went back to the table and had a normal conversation, mostly about school and stuff. Lizzie was enjoying herself. She had never really had a human conversation. He didn't seem so stupid anymore.
There was pause. They looked at eachother under the red lights. Something about him made him look so perfect. They started to lean in and kissed again. They pulled back and started to talk again.
There were some romantic moments now and then. And Lizzie felt so happy. Just then Gordo walked in. He didn't even know that they would be there. He quickly took the sunglasses he had in his pocket and put them on. He didn't want Lizzie to think that he was spying on her.
He tried to ignore them but couldn't help but stared every now and then. He watched Ethan. 'He must think he's so cool, sweet talking her like that'. He focused his attention to something else.
But what was there to really think about? He sat there and read a book that he had with him. He just couldn't stop it looking at them. It was like his eyes were glued to that one area.
"I hate Ethan", he muttered under his breath.
"Hey Lizzie", said Ethan.
"What?" she asked.
"Look at that dude in the shades over there. He seems to be staring at us."
"Freaky", replied Lizzie.
"Hey you wanna blow this place and take a walk?"
"Sure", replied Lizzie and they got up from their seats and left.
Gordo slowly took off the sunglasses. "If only she knew", he said softly to himself, "If only she knew."