How Far?
Chapter Two: Initiation
Disclaimer: I own the idea for this story and the characters of Taylor, Kelly, Rita, and any other characters unfamiliar to Lizzie McGuire.
It was my first day of my freshman year. I couldn't believe it. I, Melina Bianca, was diving into the waters of high school, metaphorically speaking. I rummaged through my closet looking for something to wear until I stumbled upon a plain purple shirt and baggy flares. Sure, I wanted to impress Gordo, but dressing like a slut wasn't going to do any good.
Making my hair look good wasn't exactly a tedious process. I was one of the lucky ones born with stick straight hair. I shaped my light blonde hair around my face and put on some mascara. My little sister was getting ready for her first day of Middle school. I loved Kelly to death, she was the best little sister anyone could have, except for the fact that she snores really loudly and she always spills everything on the clothes she borrows from me.
"Melina! Phone," I heard my mother scream on the top of her lungs.
"Hello?"
"Melina, its Matt, Gordo offered to drive me and Lizzie in, you want to join us?"
I wanted to scream so loudly that the whole world could hear. Matt couldn't know about my two year obsession with Gordo. He wouldn't ever talk to me again and he would tell Lizzie and Gordo. I started to feel like I was floating on a cloud.
"Melina? Are you there?"
"Yeah, I'm here, I'll come."
"Great! We'll see you in twenty, bye," Matt exclaimed cheerfully.
"Bye."
It was funny, it sounded like Matt wanted me to come for some strange reason, and I really could care less. All I wanted was Gordo, and I was going to get him, I didn't care if I hurt anyone on the way, no one would understand the emptiness I felt without him. The emptiness was something I felt since I was in seventh grade, and I wanted to feel loved by Gordo and only him. I then grabbed my backpack and ran down the stairs to wait for my ride.
"Melina, where are you going," my mother said as I was about to run out the door.
"I'm going to wait for my ride, Matt's sister's boyfriend is driving us in," I said sweetly.
"That's nice of him, how old is he?"
"Senior year," I said quickly and nervously. "I better go out and wait, bye mom."
"Have fun," she said hugging me tightly.
I flung open the door and walked out with a spring in my step. I was on top of the world or at least felt that way. A burgundy Toyota pulled up in front of my house and started honking the horn frantically. I was too into my fantasy world to realize that the jalopy car was Gordo's!
"Melina! Hello! I'm here to drive you to school, unless you want your mother to!"
"There is no way I'm going to let my mother drive me to school," I yelled back.
"Get in then!"
I ran to the car and opened the door slowly as if opening the door was going to end this dream.
"Hey Melina, ready for your freshman year," he said with that big goofy smile of his.
"I g-guess so," I said stuttering. I wanted to slap myself for sounding like such a brainless idiot.
"I remember my first day of high school, I accidentally walked into the girl's locker room, most embarrassing experience of my life," he said with a chuckle.
The car then screeched to a stop at the McGuire household and my arm hit the dashboard. My dream of actually sitting next to Gordo in an empty car was going to be destroyed by a certain blonde numbskull named Lizzie McGuire. She came out of the house parading in what appeared to be something that a Hooter's waitress would wear as Matt came running out of the house with his backpack in his hands and immediately jumped into the back seat.
"Matt, what's wrong," Gordo asked raising an eyebrow.
"Dad wanted to give me high school talk, he gave it to me, I ran after he was finished," Matt said out of breath.
Lizzie came parading over to the car and got in the back seat and slammed the door. I caught her bitchy reflection in the mirror.
"What's she doing in the front seat," Lizzie sneered.
"She's sitting, I picked her up first."
Yeah, that's right sweetheart, I got picked up first and you didn't.
"Uh, why?"
"Because she lives on the way to your house," He said with an aggravated tone of voice.
"Isn't that out of your way?"
Gordo rolled his eyes and kept on driving. Lizzie pulled out her compact and started to apply more eyeliner to her already make-up covered face. I don't know what possessed Gordo to go out with such a, I can't think of a word that even comes close to describing her.
"So Melina, who do you have for Biology," Matt said to break the awkward silence.
"Um, I think I have Reynolds," I said unsure.
"I had her, she just loved me to death, actually quite frankly, she hated me," Gordo said.
"Who could hate you," I said by mistake.
"What did you say," Lizzie demanded.
"I meant, who could hate you, you're a very nice person," I said trying to cover up what I just said.
"Thanks, I guess," he mumbled.
We pulled up to the school and I rushed out of the car with great speed. I couldn't have been so embarrassed. My mind took over my mouth, don't you hate when that happens?
I then saw my friends, Rita and Taylor. Taylor was a very bubbly red head, while Rita was a very shy and quiet blonde. We all met on the field hockey team and have been friends ever since.
"Melina! Over here," I heard Taylor shout as she waved.
"Oh, hi," I said looking down at the ground.
"Is this about that Gordo guy again," Rita asked. "He's a senior, seniors are bad news to us freshman. They eat us for supper."
"Chill," I said. "Gordo is not like that, he's hot, creative, sweet, and."
"Dating Matt McGuire's sister, Lizzie," Taylor said. "I personally have no clue what he sees in her."
"I'm going to make him forget about little Lizzie McGuire, either that or I will die trying," I said deviously.
"You mean that metaphorically? I hope," Rita said nervously.
"Do you even have a plan," Taylor asked sarcastically.
"Plan about what," I heard Matt ask as he walked over toward us. He still was goofy old Matt McGuire, just in a ninth grader's body.
Rita and Taylor exchanged looks that told the other not to tell.
"Is there something I should know about," Matt asked suspiciously.
"No, nothing at all," I spit out nervously.
"Melina, want to walk to homeroom with me?"
"Um, okay, Matt."
After a period of time, I kind of got the vibe that Matt liked me, but never acted on any of his feelings for god knows what reason. I could never tell him my obsession with Gordo. Why does the world have to so cruel? I never get anything I want.
[A/N: Did you like this chapter? What are your thoughts on this story? Please tell me them in a review.]
Chapter Two: Initiation
Disclaimer: I own the idea for this story and the characters of Taylor, Kelly, Rita, and any other characters unfamiliar to Lizzie McGuire.
It was my first day of my freshman year. I couldn't believe it. I, Melina Bianca, was diving into the waters of high school, metaphorically speaking. I rummaged through my closet looking for something to wear until I stumbled upon a plain purple shirt and baggy flares. Sure, I wanted to impress Gordo, but dressing like a slut wasn't going to do any good.
Making my hair look good wasn't exactly a tedious process. I was one of the lucky ones born with stick straight hair. I shaped my light blonde hair around my face and put on some mascara. My little sister was getting ready for her first day of Middle school. I loved Kelly to death, she was the best little sister anyone could have, except for the fact that she snores really loudly and she always spills everything on the clothes she borrows from me.
"Melina! Phone," I heard my mother scream on the top of her lungs.
"Hello?"
"Melina, its Matt, Gordo offered to drive me and Lizzie in, you want to join us?"
I wanted to scream so loudly that the whole world could hear. Matt couldn't know about my two year obsession with Gordo. He wouldn't ever talk to me again and he would tell Lizzie and Gordo. I started to feel like I was floating on a cloud.
"Melina? Are you there?"
"Yeah, I'm here, I'll come."
"Great! We'll see you in twenty, bye," Matt exclaimed cheerfully.
"Bye."
It was funny, it sounded like Matt wanted me to come for some strange reason, and I really could care less. All I wanted was Gordo, and I was going to get him, I didn't care if I hurt anyone on the way, no one would understand the emptiness I felt without him. The emptiness was something I felt since I was in seventh grade, and I wanted to feel loved by Gordo and only him. I then grabbed my backpack and ran down the stairs to wait for my ride.
"Melina, where are you going," my mother said as I was about to run out the door.
"I'm going to wait for my ride, Matt's sister's boyfriend is driving us in," I said sweetly.
"That's nice of him, how old is he?"
"Senior year," I said quickly and nervously. "I better go out and wait, bye mom."
"Have fun," she said hugging me tightly.
I flung open the door and walked out with a spring in my step. I was on top of the world or at least felt that way. A burgundy Toyota pulled up in front of my house and started honking the horn frantically. I was too into my fantasy world to realize that the jalopy car was Gordo's!
"Melina! Hello! I'm here to drive you to school, unless you want your mother to!"
"There is no way I'm going to let my mother drive me to school," I yelled back.
"Get in then!"
I ran to the car and opened the door slowly as if opening the door was going to end this dream.
"Hey Melina, ready for your freshman year," he said with that big goofy smile of his.
"I g-guess so," I said stuttering. I wanted to slap myself for sounding like such a brainless idiot.
"I remember my first day of high school, I accidentally walked into the girl's locker room, most embarrassing experience of my life," he said with a chuckle.
The car then screeched to a stop at the McGuire household and my arm hit the dashboard. My dream of actually sitting next to Gordo in an empty car was going to be destroyed by a certain blonde numbskull named Lizzie McGuire. She came out of the house parading in what appeared to be something that a Hooter's waitress would wear as Matt came running out of the house with his backpack in his hands and immediately jumped into the back seat.
"Matt, what's wrong," Gordo asked raising an eyebrow.
"Dad wanted to give me high school talk, he gave it to me, I ran after he was finished," Matt said out of breath.
Lizzie came parading over to the car and got in the back seat and slammed the door. I caught her bitchy reflection in the mirror.
"What's she doing in the front seat," Lizzie sneered.
"She's sitting, I picked her up first."
Yeah, that's right sweetheart, I got picked up first and you didn't.
"Uh, why?"
"Because she lives on the way to your house," He said with an aggravated tone of voice.
"Isn't that out of your way?"
Gordo rolled his eyes and kept on driving. Lizzie pulled out her compact and started to apply more eyeliner to her already make-up covered face. I don't know what possessed Gordo to go out with such a, I can't think of a word that even comes close to describing her.
"So Melina, who do you have for Biology," Matt said to break the awkward silence.
"Um, I think I have Reynolds," I said unsure.
"I had her, she just loved me to death, actually quite frankly, she hated me," Gordo said.
"Who could hate you," I said by mistake.
"What did you say," Lizzie demanded.
"I meant, who could hate you, you're a very nice person," I said trying to cover up what I just said.
"Thanks, I guess," he mumbled.
We pulled up to the school and I rushed out of the car with great speed. I couldn't have been so embarrassed. My mind took over my mouth, don't you hate when that happens?
I then saw my friends, Rita and Taylor. Taylor was a very bubbly red head, while Rita was a very shy and quiet blonde. We all met on the field hockey team and have been friends ever since.
"Melina! Over here," I heard Taylor shout as she waved.
"Oh, hi," I said looking down at the ground.
"Is this about that Gordo guy again," Rita asked. "He's a senior, seniors are bad news to us freshman. They eat us for supper."
"Chill," I said. "Gordo is not like that, he's hot, creative, sweet, and."
"Dating Matt McGuire's sister, Lizzie," Taylor said. "I personally have no clue what he sees in her."
"I'm going to make him forget about little Lizzie McGuire, either that or I will die trying," I said deviously.
"You mean that metaphorically? I hope," Rita said nervously.
"Do you even have a plan," Taylor asked sarcastically.
"Plan about what," I heard Matt ask as he walked over toward us. He still was goofy old Matt McGuire, just in a ninth grader's body.
Rita and Taylor exchanged looks that told the other not to tell.
"Is there something I should know about," Matt asked suspiciously.
"No, nothing at all," I spit out nervously.
"Melina, want to walk to homeroom with me?"
"Um, okay, Matt."
After a period of time, I kind of got the vibe that Matt liked me, but never acted on any of his feelings for god knows what reason. I could never tell him my obsession with Gordo. Why does the world have to so cruel? I never get anything I want.
[A/N: Did you like this chapter? What are your thoughts on this story? Please tell me them in a review.]