********Sitting here, eating a peanut butter and fluff sandwhich, trying to figure out what to do with my Lizzie McGuire obsession...hope you like the story!!
Disclaimer: None of the Lizzie McGuire characters belong to me. Anyone else I mention I probably made up.
Note: This story is from Lizzie's point of view!**********
Chapter One: Locked In
"Hey guys." Miranda said as she approached Gordo and I.
"Hi Miranda." I said. I closed my locker and looked at Gordo, he was still putting things inside his neat locker. He was always well organized. I then looked to Miranda.
"Did you guys hear the rumor about there being a serial killer in our school?" She asked. "That is like, so freaky!"
"What?" I exclaimed. "What do you mean a serial killer? Isn't that someone who like really kills people!?"
Gordo closed his locker and gave us both the "are you crazy?" look. "Lizzie, there is no serial killer in our school."
Beep. The intercom came on, "Students, please come to the auditorium for an emergency assembly."
"Really Gordo?" I asked, putting my hand on my hip.
"I bet its about the spray paint on the cafeteria wall, not a killer." He replied.
Miranda raised an eye brow, "Sure it is."
We all walked to the auditorium and found seats.
"Ahem," The principal cleared his throat and began to speak. "I'm sure this is all a big hoax, but it is by rule that we lock the school doors and keep
you here until there is no more warning of a serial killer on campus."
I looked around, half of the school gasps while the other half acted like this was just some kind of joke. I hoped it was a joke.
"Now school ends in about ten minutes, so when the bell rings, please report to the cafeteria where sleeping bags and pillows have been set up for you. Claim your sleeping place and then feel free to go anywhere besides outside, or my office." p
And with that said, the principal turned off the microphone and walked off the auditorium stage. Everyone looked at each other anxiously and confused.
"Told you Gordo." Miranda crossed her arms and smiled. How could she smile? Does the word serial killer mean anything to her?
"Maybe we should go claim our sleeping bags?" Gordo suggested.
"Good idea," I agreed. "This is freaking me out, let's go."
Miranda, Gordo and I walked to the cafeteria. I walked over to a corner where three sleeping bags laid perfectly together. As if they were set up just for us.
"Perfect." I said, picking up the piece of paper on the sleeping bag. I wrote on it "Lizzie McGuire." Gordo and Miranda did the same, only using their names on their sleeping bags.
"Well, now that we have a place to sleep tonight, what do you want to do?" Miranda asked.
"How can you be so calm?" I asked her. "There is a serial killer out there somewhere! He could even be in this school right now! What if we all die? What if..."
"Lizzie?" Gordo interrupted me. "Calm down, I'm sure we will be alright." He flashed me a reassuring smile.
"Thanks Gordo," I said. "But I'm still scared."
Disclaimer: None of the Lizzie McGuire characters belong to me. Anyone else I mention I probably made up.
Note: This story is from Lizzie's point of view!**********
Chapter One: Locked In
"Hey guys." Miranda said as she approached Gordo and I.
"Hi Miranda." I said. I closed my locker and looked at Gordo, he was still putting things inside his neat locker. He was always well organized. I then looked to Miranda.
"Did you guys hear the rumor about there being a serial killer in our school?" She asked. "That is like, so freaky!"
"What?" I exclaimed. "What do you mean a serial killer? Isn't that someone who like really kills people!?"
Gordo closed his locker and gave us both the "are you crazy?" look. "Lizzie, there is no serial killer in our school."
Beep. The intercom came on, "Students, please come to the auditorium for an emergency assembly."
"Really Gordo?" I asked, putting my hand on my hip.
"I bet its about the spray paint on the cafeteria wall, not a killer." He replied.
Miranda raised an eye brow, "Sure it is."
We all walked to the auditorium and found seats.
"Ahem," The principal cleared his throat and began to speak. "I'm sure this is all a big hoax, but it is by rule that we lock the school doors and keep
you here until there is no more warning of a serial killer on campus."
I looked around, half of the school gasps while the other half acted like this was just some kind of joke. I hoped it was a joke.
"Now school ends in about ten minutes, so when the bell rings, please report to the cafeteria where sleeping bags and pillows have been set up for you. Claim your sleeping place and then feel free to go anywhere besides outside, or my office." p
And with that said, the principal turned off the microphone and walked off the auditorium stage. Everyone looked at each other anxiously and confused.
"Told you Gordo." Miranda crossed her arms and smiled. How could she smile? Does the word serial killer mean anything to her?
"Maybe we should go claim our sleeping bags?" Gordo suggested.
"Good idea," I agreed. "This is freaking me out, let's go."
Miranda, Gordo and I walked to the cafeteria. I walked over to a corner where three sleeping bags laid perfectly together. As if they were set up just for us.
"Perfect." I said, picking up the piece of paper on the sleeping bag. I wrote on it "Lizzie McGuire." Gordo and Miranda did the same, only using their names on their sleeping bags.
"Well, now that we have a place to sleep tonight, what do you want to do?" Miranda asked.
"How can you be so calm?" I asked her. "There is a serial killer out there somewhere! He could even be in this school right now! What if we all die? What if..."
"Lizzie?" Gordo interrupted me. "Calm down, I'm sure we will be alright." He flashed me a reassuring smile.
"Thanks Gordo," I said. "But I'm still scared."
