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Hey, folks, just thought I'd do something new...this is all presupposing that the events of The Lizzie McGuire Movie, whatever they may be, never happened. All will be expositioned, never you fear...
Please R/R!! Flames welcomed.
*Karasuma*Firstorm*
Unexpected
Chapter One: Unexpected
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The day had come. The first day of high school. Look out, Hillridge High, here comes Lizzie McGuire.
Well, that would have been Lizzie's mantra if she wasn't already having a royally crappy day. Matt had decided in the middle of the night that it would be hilarious to turn off Lizzie's alarm. So Lizzie overslept, got yelled at by her mom, and didn't have time to think up a good enough punishment for Matt. Plus, she'd slipped in the shower and bashed her elbow against the side of the tub, and her dad had finished the last of the cereal, so she hadn't gotten breakfast. It was shaping up to be a *fabulous* day.
Lizzie was in her room doing her hair when she heard the loud honk. She peered out her window and saw the Sanchez's station wagon pulled up to the curb out front -- Miranda's mom was taking the three of them to school that day. "LIZZIE!" Jo McGuire bellowed. "Your ride is here!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Lizzie griped, running the brush through her hair one last time. "Geez, Mom, can't you pick on Matt for once?" she muttered to herself, clamoring down the stairs. She left without saying goodbye.
Lizzie was a bit nervous about getting in the car. It would be the first time she'd seen Gordo or Miranda in months. On the last day of school, she had realized that maybe her feelings for Gordo were more than just friendship vibes, and she'd kissed him on the cheek in the class picture. But she'd panicked, not sure what to do, terrified that maybe Kate had been lying to her at the murder mystery party, that maybe Gordo didn't like her after all, that maybe she was about to screw up everything with her best friend. So not even a week later, she left for summer camp in Colorado. Miranda had returned to California sometime during the summer, and Lizzie had communicated with both of her best friends through postcards, but she never brought up the kiss.
It had been Lizzie's intention that the summer would help clear her head about the situation, and it had -- she liked Gordo. There were no two ways about it. The absence really did make the heart grow fonder, and Lizzie had been panicking about the first day of school because she didn't know how to go about telling Gordo that she'd completely fallen in love with him.
"Hey, guys!" Lizzie chirped cheerfully, climbing in the backseat next to Gordo. "Hola, Mrs. Sanchez, how was Mexico?"
"A real eye-opener," Miranda's mom gushed, "but we really missed Hillridge, didn't we, chica?"
"Totally," Miranda agreed, and leaned over into the backseat to give Lizzie a brief hug. "Girl, you look fabulous! It's been ages!"
"It has," Lizzie laughed, hugging back. Mrs. Sanchez started the car, and Miranda quickly faced forward. Lizzie took this opportunity to hug Gordo briefly, and declare, "I missed you both so much."
"I missed you too," Gordo said quietly, the first thing he'd said to her that morning, and Lizzie felt her face heating up. "Um," was all she could think of to say.
"How was Colorado?" Miranda asked from the front seat, and Lizzie tore her gaze away from Gordo.
"A lot of fun, actually. I was a counselor-in-training."
"I thought you hated kids."
"I changed my mind," Lizzie said flippantly. "I just hate Matt. You won't believe what he did to me this morning..."
~~~~~
When they finally pulled in front of the high school, Lizzie was all talked out about Matt and Colorado. Now they stood on the front steps and compared their schedules. Lizzie shared first period with Gordo. Great! They'd finally have their first moment alone since May, and maybe she could work up the courage to tell Gordo the truth.
They started into the school and split ways almost immediately thereafter. Miranda's English class was on the second floor, and Lizzie and Gordo's Economics class was up on the fourth. They paused in the stairwell to say goodbye.
"So, I'll see you third period for math, right, Lizzie?" Miranda said, double-checking her schedule.
Lizzie nodded. "Yep. Economics, chemistry, and math, all in a row! Does my morning schedule suck or what?"
"Totally," Miranda sympathized, but Gordo shook his head. "I've got study hall second period. I'll be bored out of my mind."
"Gordo, study hall?" Lizzie echoed. "You mean you didn't completely load your schedule with genius classes?"
"Is that all I am to you guys?" Gordo asked. "A brain?"
Lizzie and Miranda glanced at each other, and shrugged. "Yeah," they chorused, and Gordo's head dropped. But all three of them started laughing. They were only joking.
"You're a total brain," Miranda said, "but that's why I like you." Then she leaned over and kissed Gordo's cheek. "Ciao for now!" she chirped, disappearing into the throng of high school students.
Gordo laughed, and shook his head.
Lizzie froze.
The warning bell rang; they had only a minute or so to get to class.
"What on earth happened back there?" she demanded as the two climbed up to the fourth floor.
"Um, Lizzie...we didn't know how to tell you this..." Gordo started, and Lizzie felt her stomach drop somewhere around her knees. She knew what was coming, and she stopped on the landing.
Gordo kept going up, then realized Lizzie wasn't with him. He glanced over his shoulder, saw her, sighed, and pushed his way through the tens of kids making their way up. "You and Miranda are going out," Lizzie realized aloud, her voice completely without emotion.
"Well, um...yeah," Gordo admitted, scratching his head and looking at the floor, the walls, anywhere but at her. "It just sort of...happened, you know?"
Lizzie could only nod dumbly. She wasn't hearing this. She wasn't!
"Are you okay with this?" Gordo asked.
Okay with it? Was she okay with it?
**You're supposed to like ME!** her brain screamed.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she forced herself to say, but couldn't bring herself to smile. "We're...we're gonna be late." The rest of the students had already filed out of the stairwell, and Lizzie took them two at a time.
It was official -- today was the worst day in the history of ever.
Hey, folks, just thought I'd do something new...this is all presupposing that the events of The Lizzie McGuire Movie, whatever they may be, never happened. All will be expositioned, never you fear...
Please R/R!! Flames welcomed.
*Karasuma*Firstorm*
Unexpected
Chapter One: Unexpected
~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~
The day had come. The first day of high school. Look out, Hillridge High, here comes Lizzie McGuire.
Well, that would have been Lizzie's mantra if she wasn't already having a royally crappy day. Matt had decided in the middle of the night that it would be hilarious to turn off Lizzie's alarm. So Lizzie overslept, got yelled at by her mom, and didn't have time to think up a good enough punishment for Matt. Plus, she'd slipped in the shower and bashed her elbow against the side of the tub, and her dad had finished the last of the cereal, so she hadn't gotten breakfast. It was shaping up to be a *fabulous* day.
Lizzie was in her room doing her hair when she heard the loud honk. She peered out her window and saw the Sanchez's station wagon pulled up to the curb out front -- Miranda's mom was taking the three of them to school that day. "LIZZIE!" Jo McGuire bellowed. "Your ride is here!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Lizzie griped, running the brush through her hair one last time. "Geez, Mom, can't you pick on Matt for once?" she muttered to herself, clamoring down the stairs. She left without saying goodbye.
Lizzie was a bit nervous about getting in the car. It would be the first time she'd seen Gordo or Miranda in months. On the last day of school, she had realized that maybe her feelings for Gordo were more than just friendship vibes, and she'd kissed him on the cheek in the class picture. But she'd panicked, not sure what to do, terrified that maybe Kate had been lying to her at the murder mystery party, that maybe Gordo didn't like her after all, that maybe she was about to screw up everything with her best friend. So not even a week later, she left for summer camp in Colorado. Miranda had returned to California sometime during the summer, and Lizzie had communicated with both of her best friends through postcards, but she never brought up the kiss.
It had been Lizzie's intention that the summer would help clear her head about the situation, and it had -- she liked Gordo. There were no two ways about it. The absence really did make the heart grow fonder, and Lizzie had been panicking about the first day of school because she didn't know how to go about telling Gordo that she'd completely fallen in love with him.
"Hey, guys!" Lizzie chirped cheerfully, climbing in the backseat next to Gordo. "Hola, Mrs. Sanchez, how was Mexico?"
"A real eye-opener," Miranda's mom gushed, "but we really missed Hillridge, didn't we, chica?"
"Totally," Miranda agreed, and leaned over into the backseat to give Lizzie a brief hug. "Girl, you look fabulous! It's been ages!"
"It has," Lizzie laughed, hugging back. Mrs. Sanchez started the car, and Miranda quickly faced forward. Lizzie took this opportunity to hug Gordo briefly, and declare, "I missed you both so much."
"I missed you too," Gordo said quietly, the first thing he'd said to her that morning, and Lizzie felt her face heating up. "Um," was all she could think of to say.
"How was Colorado?" Miranda asked from the front seat, and Lizzie tore her gaze away from Gordo.
"A lot of fun, actually. I was a counselor-in-training."
"I thought you hated kids."
"I changed my mind," Lizzie said flippantly. "I just hate Matt. You won't believe what he did to me this morning..."
~~~~~
When they finally pulled in front of the high school, Lizzie was all talked out about Matt and Colorado. Now they stood on the front steps and compared their schedules. Lizzie shared first period with Gordo. Great! They'd finally have their first moment alone since May, and maybe she could work up the courage to tell Gordo the truth.
They started into the school and split ways almost immediately thereafter. Miranda's English class was on the second floor, and Lizzie and Gordo's Economics class was up on the fourth. They paused in the stairwell to say goodbye.
"So, I'll see you third period for math, right, Lizzie?" Miranda said, double-checking her schedule.
Lizzie nodded. "Yep. Economics, chemistry, and math, all in a row! Does my morning schedule suck or what?"
"Totally," Miranda sympathized, but Gordo shook his head. "I've got study hall second period. I'll be bored out of my mind."
"Gordo, study hall?" Lizzie echoed. "You mean you didn't completely load your schedule with genius classes?"
"Is that all I am to you guys?" Gordo asked. "A brain?"
Lizzie and Miranda glanced at each other, and shrugged. "Yeah," they chorused, and Gordo's head dropped. But all three of them started laughing. They were only joking.
"You're a total brain," Miranda said, "but that's why I like you." Then she leaned over and kissed Gordo's cheek. "Ciao for now!" she chirped, disappearing into the throng of high school students.
Gordo laughed, and shook his head.
Lizzie froze.
The warning bell rang; they had only a minute or so to get to class.
"What on earth happened back there?" she demanded as the two climbed up to the fourth floor.
"Um, Lizzie...we didn't know how to tell you this..." Gordo started, and Lizzie felt her stomach drop somewhere around her knees. She knew what was coming, and she stopped on the landing.
Gordo kept going up, then realized Lizzie wasn't with him. He glanced over his shoulder, saw her, sighed, and pushed his way through the tens of kids making their way up. "You and Miranda are going out," Lizzie realized aloud, her voice completely without emotion.
"Well, um...yeah," Gordo admitted, scratching his head and looking at the floor, the walls, anywhere but at her. "It just sort of...happened, you know?"
Lizzie could only nod dumbly. She wasn't hearing this. She wasn't!
"Are you okay with this?" Gordo asked.
Okay with it? Was she okay with it?
**You're supposed to like ME!** her brain screamed.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she forced herself to say, but couldn't bring herself to smile. "We're...we're gonna be late." The rest of the students had already filed out of the stairwell, and Lizzie took them two at a time.
It was official -- today was the worst day in the history of ever.