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have any importance to you people so just leave me alone and don't sue
me!!!!!!!!!!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: okay, this story is set in junior year for Lizzie, Gordo, and Miranda. To set you straight its over the last two years Miranda and Gordo dated once after a hook up and a party, and broke it off after they realized they didn't want to ruin their friendship (horribly cliché, I'm aware). Now its about a year since this happened, and not only does Miranda still have feelings, but Lizzie's lingering crush from the fifth grade is getting stronger. Lizzie knows that things with Miranda are getting worse as she falls for Gordo harder and harder, and its getting more difficult for her to dig herself out of this huge mess, even more now that she has to pull Miranda out with her. (This entire story is from Lizzie's point of view, just so no one get confused- ENJOY!)
The phone rung for the fourth time as I lunged for the cordless buried under my bed sheets from midnight phone calls the night before. "Hello?" I gasped slightly, as I heard a familiar voice answer "Feel like escaping your house tonight?" I plopped back down on my bed and smiled at the welcome invitation "Hell yes! Miranda, I tell you, you're a life saver sometimes." I could hear her smirk in her tone of voice as she said "Don't you mean always?" We arranged to meet at the movies that night, and I was instructed to invite Gordo. The thought of going to a movie with Gordo made me smile, despite the fact he spends every minute of it critiquing and pointing out flaws in the film, being... well, just plain Gordo. I picked up the phone to dial his number but was side tracked by a knock at the front door. I dropped my phone and stampeded down the stairs, flinging the door open only to find a small package at my doorstep. It was wrapped in familiar brown paper packaging, which is NEVER a good sign, and "Lizzie McGuire" was carefully scripted on the front in an unrecognizable handwriting. I slowly started my way up the staircase as I ripped the wrapping off the mysterious bundle. As the parcel fell open, I gasped uneasily at the contents. There was a headless teddy bear, that looked vaguely familiar, and a note, written out in the traditional cut and paste magazine letters. I dropped the teddy bear on the ground, not wanting to even contemplate what it meant, and carefully read the note. "Dear Lizzie, I know you and I know you have a thing for Gordo. All I have to say is stay away from him. I don't care how long you've been friends, you won't take this away from me too." The note wasn't signed, and the rest of the package left no evidence to who it was sent by. I flung myself onto my bed still holding the note, but leaving the disembodied stuffed animal on the ground (I would figure out what to do with THAT later). Obviously whomever this was who sent this had some sort of crush on Gordo. but the question was how did they know that I did? I had kept this secret to myself since the fourth grade, I doubt anything could get that information out of me (with the exception of, well, GORDO). I let out a sigh and squirmed in my unmade bed, I could feel the cordless phone sticking into my back, and I suddenly remembered what my mission had been before the satanic teddy bear arrived: going to the movies. I pushed speed dial on my phone and waited for Gordo to pick up, like he always did.
.That night at the movies.
"Gordo! Its definitely NOT possible for you to eat all that food in a span of two hours." I whined as Gordo attempted to lift his large popcorn, two packages of candy and KING SIZE Coca Cola. (~ Which reminds me, I don't own THAT either ~) "That's exactly why you two are going to help me eat it." Miranda and I groaned when we heard this, but he cut in before we could go into full scale complaints "Think of it this way, I'm merely preventing you two from developing cases of anorexia- you should be thanking me!" We continued to grumble and moan as we headed into the theater, and choose seats. I plopped down on Gordo's left side and took a sip of my small diet coke when suddenly it hit me why the possessed teddy had looked so familiar- I had given the exact same bear to Kate Sanders the summer before sixth grade.
ANOTHER AUTHORS NOTE: all right, major apologies for the cliffhanger, but even more for the crappy first chapter. So sorry! It's my first time posting, and I wasn't sure how to start. I promise it gets waaaay better, DON'T LOSE FAITH! Well, yea, anyway, please R&R and tell me if you think this plot sucks, or if it has potential- whatever you think. Thank so much!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: okay, this story is set in junior year for Lizzie, Gordo, and Miranda. To set you straight its over the last two years Miranda and Gordo dated once after a hook up and a party, and broke it off after they realized they didn't want to ruin their friendship (horribly cliché, I'm aware). Now its about a year since this happened, and not only does Miranda still have feelings, but Lizzie's lingering crush from the fifth grade is getting stronger. Lizzie knows that things with Miranda are getting worse as she falls for Gordo harder and harder, and its getting more difficult for her to dig herself out of this huge mess, even more now that she has to pull Miranda out with her. (This entire story is from Lizzie's point of view, just so no one get confused- ENJOY!)
The phone rung for the fourth time as I lunged for the cordless buried under my bed sheets from midnight phone calls the night before. "Hello?" I gasped slightly, as I heard a familiar voice answer "Feel like escaping your house tonight?" I plopped back down on my bed and smiled at the welcome invitation "Hell yes! Miranda, I tell you, you're a life saver sometimes." I could hear her smirk in her tone of voice as she said "Don't you mean always?" We arranged to meet at the movies that night, and I was instructed to invite Gordo. The thought of going to a movie with Gordo made me smile, despite the fact he spends every minute of it critiquing and pointing out flaws in the film, being... well, just plain Gordo. I picked up the phone to dial his number but was side tracked by a knock at the front door. I dropped my phone and stampeded down the stairs, flinging the door open only to find a small package at my doorstep. It was wrapped in familiar brown paper packaging, which is NEVER a good sign, and "Lizzie McGuire" was carefully scripted on the front in an unrecognizable handwriting. I slowly started my way up the staircase as I ripped the wrapping off the mysterious bundle. As the parcel fell open, I gasped uneasily at the contents. There was a headless teddy bear, that looked vaguely familiar, and a note, written out in the traditional cut and paste magazine letters. I dropped the teddy bear on the ground, not wanting to even contemplate what it meant, and carefully read the note. "Dear Lizzie, I know you and I know you have a thing for Gordo. All I have to say is stay away from him. I don't care how long you've been friends, you won't take this away from me too." The note wasn't signed, and the rest of the package left no evidence to who it was sent by. I flung myself onto my bed still holding the note, but leaving the disembodied stuffed animal on the ground (I would figure out what to do with THAT later). Obviously whomever this was who sent this had some sort of crush on Gordo. but the question was how did they know that I did? I had kept this secret to myself since the fourth grade, I doubt anything could get that information out of me (with the exception of, well, GORDO). I let out a sigh and squirmed in my unmade bed, I could feel the cordless phone sticking into my back, and I suddenly remembered what my mission had been before the satanic teddy bear arrived: going to the movies. I pushed speed dial on my phone and waited for Gordo to pick up, like he always did.
.That night at the movies.
"Gordo! Its definitely NOT possible for you to eat all that food in a span of two hours." I whined as Gordo attempted to lift his large popcorn, two packages of candy and KING SIZE Coca Cola. (~ Which reminds me, I don't own THAT either ~) "That's exactly why you two are going to help me eat it." Miranda and I groaned when we heard this, but he cut in before we could go into full scale complaints "Think of it this way, I'm merely preventing you two from developing cases of anorexia- you should be thanking me!" We continued to grumble and moan as we headed into the theater, and choose seats. I plopped down on Gordo's left side and took a sip of my small diet coke when suddenly it hit me why the possessed teddy had looked so familiar- I had given the exact same bear to Kate Sanders the summer before sixth grade.
ANOTHER AUTHORS NOTE: all right, major apologies for the cliffhanger, but even more for the crappy first chapter. So sorry! It's my first time posting, and I wasn't sure how to start. I promise it gets waaaay better, DON'T LOSE FAITH! Well, yea, anyway, please R&R and tell me if you think this plot sucks, or if it has potential- whatever you think. Thank so much!