A/N: Don't own Lizzie McGuire. Thanks to whoever reviewed!
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Ethan sat, bored on a bench watching Kate jump up and down cheering for their high school team. You would think that for a guy like Ethan, watching girls do stunts in shorts skirts would seem appealing. However, short skirts aside, there's only so much a guy can take of a bunch of hyper girls screaming "go team, go!"
Kate made him go to the practices all the time. Supposedly it was boyfriends do. As in waiting for his lady while she was practicing.
He didn't really want Kate to be his girlfriend. Their relationship was built on lies. Its only purpose was so that they could each gain quick popularity.
He looked on as the girls began to form a pyramid. He'd seen the act too many times before. He looked behind him into the stands. There, to his surprise he saw a familiar face, none other then Lizzie McGuire.
She was sitting all alone watching the other girls. You could see her eyeballs bounce to wherever the cheerleaders went. Curious, and wanting to talk to Lizzie, Ethan made a move to go talk to her.
"Hey, Lizzie", he said sitting himself down next to her.
She barely acknowledged his presence. "Hey", she said nonchalantly.
"So, what are you doing?" he asked.
"Try-outs are soon", Lizzie pointed out.
"I see", Ethan looked out at the football field. There was a short pause. "And you would want to be a cheerleader, why?" Ethan asked.
"Because", Lizzie looked at her feet, "I just want to."
"Don't get me wrong or anything, but I just see you as the 'cheerleader' type", he said. Ethan really didn't see her as a cheerleader. Lizzie was too well, nice to be one of those stuck up snobs.
Lizzie glared at him, "I didn't ask you to come over here and bother me!"
Ethan threw his hands up in the air, "Whoa, sorry, Liz."
Lizzie didn't seem quite herself today. Maybe she was practicing blowing people off in case she did make the cheerleading team. Or maybe, it was just the fact that she was still angry with Ethan.
"Hey, Lizzie, what's with the hate?" he inquired.
"'The hate'?" she repeated, emphasizing 'hate' as if it was a strange word.
"You know, like your angry because of something. Why's that?" Ethan explained to her.
Just as Lizzie was about to open her mouth to reply the captain of the cheerleading team announced that the try-outs were beginning. Lizzie rushed over to where the other girls were signing up. She only uttered a short, "bye", to Ethan as she left.
Ethan watched her leave. Again he had annoyed her. He seemed to be skilled at doing so lately. He thought that maybe that her friend, Gordo, had something to do with it. But there could also be other reasons.
It was probably in the beginning of the year, there was a homecoming dance. Ethan and Kate hadn't officially "hooked up" yet so at first they weren't planning on going together. But that was before the two had even thought of their plan.
Lizzie was ecstatic about the dance, as usual. She thought that this might be her "big chance." She never really got asked out, but that was okay. She had her own ideal boy in mind.
Ethan remembered that he was casually talking to a bunch of the football team members, listening closely to what they said about game stats and stuff.
It was then that Lizzie came over to them. She lightly tapped Ethan on the shoulder. He could tell that she was nervous. Her face was turning red and talked to the floor more then to him.
She asked him to the dance. Ethan thought that he'd just pull the whole "we're just friends" thing. However, he didn't and just said yes to her, mostly out of pity.
She smiled brightly. He figured that that simple reply might as well made her year.
But then Kate came along. He had always felt something for Kate. They were always somewhat together during middle school but never really dated.
With a flip of her blonde, curly mane and a look into her sharp blue eyes he had agreed to go to the dance with Kate. She had laid out all the details. She explained how they would be on their way to be the next hot couple.
And of course Kate was never really one to take it slow. They were constantly kissing or cuddling, like they couldn't take their hands off eachother.
Lizzie was oblivious to this. She had no clue that something was going on with Ethan and Kate. For all she knew, Ethan liked her and they were going to have a magical night at the upcoming dance.
Ethan felt guilty not telling her. Really, he did. But he liked being with Kate. It was exciting. Lizzie was more on the dull side of things.
Then there was the game. It was the first home game. Ethan was on the football team and of course Kate was on the cheerleading squad. But what Ethan didn't know was that Lizzie was at the game watching in the crowds.
It was halftime. Kate wasn't on the field at the moment and neither was Ethan. Kate approached Ethan. They ran off to find someplace that would take them away from the crowd.
Lizzie was curious. She wanted to know why Ethan was running off with Kate. She secretly followed them the whole way.
Then Ethan remembered when she saw them. They were in the middle of a make- out session. He quickly broke away and saw the look of horror that adorned Lizzie's face.
"How could you?" she screamed. She ran away and tired to shield her tears.
That moment replayed in Ethan's mind for so long. It killed him. The fact that he could've broken the heart of poor, innocent little Lizzie McGuire was beyond him.
Not so with Kate. She seemed happy that she had something that Lizzie didn't. It was just apart of their little competition. And once again, Kate had won.
But Ethan was a nice guy. He didn't like making people feel bad. He wanted to talk to Lizzie, but every time he came near to her she would go away.
So for a long time they barely exchanged words. He could only see her from afar. She was usually with her friends, Miranda and Gordo. However, Miranda and Gordo soon began dating, leaving Lizzie in the dust.
Ethan felt sorry for her. He would watch on as she just looked on, as her friends got all "lovey-dovey".
The more he noticed her, the more he really got a look at her. She no longer seemed to be the ditzy seventh grader. Rather she had matured, becoming more beautiful as well.
At first it was nothing of a meaningless crush. He would just get excited whenever he saw her walking in his direction. They never spoke, but that just made him start to want her more.
The fact that a girl could not want "the Ethan Craft" was exhilarating. He liked the fact that for once he could actually prove himself worthy of a girl. With his other crushes, he knew he could bag the girl but with Lizzie things were different.
The fact that she was so out of reach became so interesting. He had to get her and prove himself worthy. For once one of his relationships would have depth and be meaning full.
But just when he thought of acting on his feelings he thought of Kate. She would just throw a fit and banish him from any popular person he could ever come across. She had great power, and with that she could turn the whole school against him.
So he couldn't do anything. It was only out of fear of Kate. But now he was sick of Kate. He didn't care what the hell she thought anymore. He would get the girl.. That's right.. He just had to figure out how.
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Ethan sat, bored on a bench watching Kate jump up and down cheering for their high school team. You would think that for a guy like Ethan, watching girls do stunts in shorts skirts would seem appealing. However, short skirts aside, there's only so much a guy can take of a bunch of hyper girls screaming "go team, go!"
Kate made him go to the practices all the time. Supposedly it was boyfriends do. As in waiting for his lady while she was practicing.
He didn't really want Kate to be his girlfriend. Their relationship was built on lies. Its only purpose was so that they could each gain quick popularity.
He looked on as the girls began to form a pyramid. He'd seen the act too many times before. He looked behind him into the stands. There, to his surprise he saw a familiar face, none other then Lizzie McGuire.
She was sitting all alone watching the other girls. You could see her eyeballs bounce to wherever the cheerleaders went. Curious, and wanting to talk to Lizzie, Ethan made a move to go talk to her.
"Hey, Lizzie", he said sitting himself down next to her.
She barely acknowledged his presence. "Hey", she said nonchalantly.
"So, what are you doing?" he asked.
"Try-outs are soon", Lizzie pointed out.
"I see", Ethan looked out at the football field. There was a short pause. "And you would want to be a cheerleader, why?" Ethan asked.
"Because", Lizzie looked at her feet, "I just want to."
"Don't get me wrong or anything, but I just see you as the 'cheerleader' type", he said. Ethan really didn't see her as a cheerleader. Lizzie was too well, nice to be one of those stuck up snobs.
Lizzie glared at him, "I didn't ask you to come over here and bother me!"
Ethan threw his hands up in the air, "Whoa, sorry, Liz."
Lizzie didn't seem quite herself today. Maybe she was practicing blowing people off in case she did make the cheerleading team. Or maybe, it was just the fact that she was still angry with Ethan.
"Hey, Lizzie, what's with the hate?" he inquired.
"'The hate'?" she repeated, emphasizing 'hate' as if it was a strange word.
"You know, like your angry because of something. Why's that?" Ethan explained to her.
Just as Lizzie was about to open her mouth to reply the captain of the cheerleading team announced that the try-outs were beginning. Lizzie rushed over to where the other girls were signing up. She only uttered a short, "bye", to Ethan as she left.
Ethan watched her leave. Again he had annoyed her. He seemed to be skilled at doing so lately. He thought that maybe that her friend, Gordo, had something to do with it. But there could also be other reasons.
It was probably in the beginning of the year, there was a homecoming dance. Ethan and Kate hadn't officially "hooked up" yet so at first they weren't planning on going together. But that was before the two had even thought of their plan.
Lizzie was ecstatic about the dance, as usual. She thought that this might be her "big chance." She never really got asked out, but that was okay. She had her own ideal boy in mind.
Ethan remembered that he was casually talking to a bunch of the football team members, listening closely to what they said about game stats and stuff.
It was then that Lizzie came over to them. She lightly tapped Ethan on the shoulder. He could tell that she was nervous. Her face was turning red and talked to the floor more then to him.
She asked him to the dance. Ethan thought that he'd just pull the whole "we're just friends" thing. However, he didn't and just said yes to her, mostly out of pity.
She smiled brightly. He figured that that simple reply might as well made her year.
But then Kate came along. He had always felt something for Kate. They were always somewhat together during middle school but never really dated.
With a flip of her blonde, curly mane and a look into her sharp blue eyes he had agreed to go to the dance with Kate. She had laid out all the details. She explained how they would be on their way to be the next hot couple.
And of course Kate was never really one to take it slow. They were constantly kissing or cuddling, like they couldn't take their hands off eachother.
Lizzie was oblivious to this. She had no clue that something was going on with Ethan and Kate. For all she knew, Ethan liked her and they were going to have a magical night at the upcoming dance.
Ethan felt guilty not telling her. Really, he did. But he liked being with Kate. It was exciting. Lizzie was more on the dull side of things.
Then there was the game. It was the first home game. Ethan was on the football team and of course Kate was on the cheerleading squad. But what Ethan didn't know was that Lizzie was at the game watching in the crowds.
It was halftime. Kate wasn't on the field at the moment and neither was Ethan. Kate approached Ethan. They ran off to find someplace that would take them away from the crowd.
Lizzie was curious. She wanted to know why Ethan was running off with Kate. She secretly followed them the whole way.
Then Ethan remembered when she saw them. They were in the middle of a make- out session. He quickly broke away and saw the look of horror that adorned Lizzie's face.
"How could you?" she screamed. She ran away and tired to shield her tears.
That moment replayed in Ethan's mind for so long. It killed him. The fact that he could've broken the heart of poor, innocent little Lizzie McGuire was beyond him.
Not so with Kate. She seemed happy that she had something that Lizzie didn't. It was just apart of their little competition. And once again, Kate had won.
But Ethan was a nice guy. He didn't like making people feel bad. He wanted to talk to Lizzie, but every time he came near to her she would go away.
So for a long time they barely exchanged words. He could only see her from afar. She was usually with her friends, Miranda and Gordo. However, Miranda and Gordo soon began dating, leaving Lizzie in the dust.
Ethan felt sorry for her. He would watch on as she just looked on, as her friends got all "lovey-dovey".
The more he noticed her, the more he really got a look at her. She no longer seemed to be the ditzy seventh grader. Rather she had matured, becoming more beautiful as well.
At first it was nothing of a meaningless crush. He would just get excited whenever he saw her walking in his direction. They never spoke, but that just made him start to want her more.
The fact that a girl could not want "the Ethan Craft" was exhilarating. He liked the fact that for once he could actually prove himself worthy of a girl. With his other crushes, he knew he could bag the girl but with Lizzie things were different.
The fact that she was so out of reach became so interesting. He had to get her and prove himself worthy. For once one of his relationships would have depth and be meaning full.
But just when he thought of acting on his feelings he thought of Kate. She would just throw a fit and banish him from any popular person he could ever come across. She had great power, and with that she could turn the whole school against him.
So he couldn't do anything. It was only out of fear of Kate. But now he was sick of Kate. He didn't care what the hell she thought anymore. He would get the girl.. That's right.. He just had to figure out how.