A/N: You wou;d have had this sooner, but the day before I left for
vacation, the document manager broke! But I'm back, so that means lots more
updates! Yay! Hope the Gordo chapter was ok with you all! Enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own, so please don't sue!
No Such Thing
Chapter 8: Bad News
"Mom, you totally have to let me borrow those Capri pants!" exclaimed Lizzie, entering the McGuire house with her mother on Monday afternoon.
"You are not taking them to college darling daughter!" laughed Jo McGuire. She smiled at Lizzie.
Lizzie smiled back. If you had told her 5 years ago that she would go shopping with her mom and actually enjoy it, she would have sent you to therapy. But, here she was, much wiser, and better friends with her Mom. The two had enjoyed a day of shopping, eating lunch, seeing the newest Josh Hartnett movie, and just having a great time.
"Lizzie, I have to hand it to you. Josh Hartnett is quite possibly the most attractive man in the world." Commented Jo.
"Hey!" remarked Sam McGuire, who had come into the kitchen. "I heard that!"
"Besides your father." Replied Jo, rolling her eyes and laughing.
"I'm glad you liked it Mom." Replied Lizzie.
"I did! I had a great time today sweetie. It was fun hanging out with you." Said Jo, hugging her daughter.
"It was fun hanging out with you too Mom." Replied Lizzie, genuinely. "We have to do it again!"
"Definitely!" replied Jo. "Lizzie, what are your plans for tonight?"
"I don't know yet, I haven't talked to Gordo or Miranda yet." Said Lizzie.
"Oh!" exclaimed Sam. "That reminds me. Miranda called, she said it was important. Call her back."
"Thanks! You're such a good secretary Dad!" remarked Lizzie sarcastically.
"Hey, gimme a break, you've only been home 5 minutes!" replied Sam, defensively.
"He's right sweetie." Remarked Jo. "That has to be some sort of record. Giving the message on the actually day it occurred!"
"Is it pick on Dad day Mrs. Hartnett?" Sam asked, jokingly.
"Aww! Everyday is pick on Dad day!" replied Jo, giving her husband a playful kiss.
"And on that note, I'm out." Remarked Lizzie.
"Just let us know what you're up to when you figure it out!" called Jo, as Lizzie rushed away from her parents' public display of affection.
Lizzie walked into her room, closing the door behind her. She picked up her portable phone and dialed Miranda's number. The phone rang a few times, and then Miranda picked up. "Hello?"
"Hey! It's me. My dad said you called." Replied Lizzie.
"Yeah." She answered.
"So whats up?" asked Lizzie.
"What's the worst possible thing that could happen during spring break?" asked Miranda, sounding a little bummed out.
"Hmm, that's a toughie." Replied Lizzie. "I go with either finding out Tudgeman is transferring to your school, or meeting Ethan Craft's bimbo of the moment."
"Wrong." Replied Miranda, flatly.
"What's wrong Miranda?" asked Lizzie, concerned.
"My great-aunt Consuela died." She answered.
"Oh, Miranda, I am so sorry." Replied Lizzie. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Please! I didn't even know I had a great-aunt Consuela! I have way too much family. That's not even the bad part." Exclaimed Miranda.
"It isn't?" asked Lizzie.
"No." replied Miranda. "I have to go to Mexico for her funeral!"
"Miranda! That's awful!" replied Lizzie.
"You're telling me! But, that's where all my relatives are. All my aunts, uncles, cousins. I haven't even met half of them!" she exclaimed.
"I am so sorry." Said Lizzie, again.
"It's ok. I mean, the most I'll be gone is 4 or 5 days. We'll still have almost a whole week to hang out when I get back." Miranda reasoned.
"Totally! And we'll do whatever you want. Your pick for movies, meals, anything. You name it." Said Lizzie, trying to cheer her up.
"Ok." Said Miranda, sounding a bit more cheerful.
"Yeah. And maybe you'll even meet a cute Mexican boy down there!" replied Lizzie.
"Yeah! That'd be good!" said Miranda.
"Just make sure you aren't related to him!" joked Lizzie.
Miranda laughed. "I gotta go. We're leaving in an hour."
"Ok. Have a safe trip. I'll miss you!" exclaimed Lizzie.
"You too! Bye!" replied Miranda.
"Bye." Said Lizzie, hanging up the phone. She was very bummed. Her whole break was ruined! She wasn't going to get to see her best friend at all. So much for a perfect vacation. Lizzie walked downstairs into the kitchen.
"What'd Miranda want?" asked Jo.
"Her great-aunt died." Replied Lizzie, solemnly.
"Oh!" exclaimed Jo. "I am so sorry to hear that! Do the Sanchez's need anything?"
"No." answered Lizzie. "They have to go to Mexico for the services."
"Oh Lizzie." Replied Jo, as she walked over to hug her daughter. "I'm sorry. I know you were excited to hang out with her. But you've got us! And Gordo!"
Lizzie smiled a little at the mention of Gordo's name."True Mom. Thanks for trying to cheer me up."
"Anytime." Replied Jo. "Hey, we're going to go to Matt's soccer game tonight. I know it's not the most exciting thing, but I'm sure he'd love for you to go!"
"Maybe I will." Replied Lizzie.
"Ok." Said Jo. "It's at 7:00. Invite Gordo if you want!"
"I'm going to go call him right now." Replied Lizzie.
"And dinner is in 15 minutes!" called Jo, as Lizzie went back to her room.
Lizzie picked up her phone again. She pushed the "on" button, but there was no dial tone. She could hear a voice on the other end.
"Hello?"
A little cliffie for ya! Hehe!
TBC!
Review!
Disclaimer: I don't own, so please don't sue!
No Such Thing
Chapter 8: Bad News
"Mom, you totally have to let me borrow those Capri pants!" exclaimed Lizzie, entering the McGuire house with her mother on Monday afternoon.
"You are not taking them to college darling daughter!" laughed Jo McGuire. She smiled at Lizzie.
Lizzie smiled back. If you had told her 5 years ago that she would go shopping with her mom and actually enjoy it, she would have sent you to therapy. But, here she was, much wiser, and better friends with her Mom. The two had enjoyed a day of shopping, eating lunch, seeing the newest Josh Hartnett movie, and just having a great time.
"Lizzie, I have to hand it to you. Josh Hartnett is quite possibly the most attractive man in the world." Commented Jo.
"Hey!" remarked Sam McGuire, who had come into the kitchen. "I heard that!"
"Besides your father." Replied Jo, rolling her eyes and laughing.
"I'm glad you liked it Mom." Replied Lizzie.
"I did! I had a great time today sweetie. It was fun hanging out with you." Said Jo, hugging her daughter.
"It was fun hanging out with you too Mom." Replied Lizzie, genuinely. "We have to do it again!"
"Definitely!" replied Jo. "Lizzie, what are your plans for tonight?"
"I don't know yet, I haven't talked to Gordo or Miranda yet." Said Lizzie.
"Oh!" exclaimed Sam. "That reminds me. Miranda called, she said it was important. Call her back."
"Thanks! You're such a good secretary Dad!" remarked Lizzie sarcastically.
"Hey, gimme a break, you've only been home 5 minutes!" replied Sam, defensively.
"He's right sweetie." Remarked Jo. "That has to be some sort of record. Giving the message on the actually day it occurred!"
"Is it pick on Dad day Mrs. Hartnett?" Sam asked, jokingly.
"Aww! Everyday is pick on Dad day!" replied Jo, giving her husband a playful kiss.
"And on that note, I'm out." Remarked Lizzie.
"Just let us know what you're up to when you figure it out!" called Jo, as Lizzie rushed away from her parents' public display of affection.
Lizzie walked into her room, closing the door behind her. She picked up her portable phone and dialed Miranda's number. The phone rang a few times, and then Miranda picked up. "Hello?"
"Hey! It's me. My dad said you called." Replied Lizzie.
"Yeah." She answered.
"So whats up?" asked Lizzie.
"What's the worst possible thing that could happen during spring break?" asked Miranda, sounding a little bummed out.
"Hmm, that's a toughie." Replied Lizzie. "I go with either finding out Tudgeman is transferring to your school, or meeting Ethan Craft's bimbo of the moment."
"Wrong." Replied Miranda, flatly.
"What's wrong Miranda?" asked Lizzie, concerned.
"My great-aunt Consuela died." She answered.
"Oh, Miranda, I am so sorry." Replied Lizzie. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Please! I didn't even know I had a great-aunt Consuela! I have way too much family. That's not even the bad part." Exclaimed Miranda.
"It isn't?" asked Lizzie.
"No." replied Miranda. "I have to go to Mexico for her funeral!"
"Miranda! That's awful!" replied Lizzie.
"You're telling me! But, that's where all my relatives are. All my aunts, uncles, cousins. I haven't even met half of them!" she exclaimed.
"I am so sorry." Said Lizzie, again.
"It's ok. I mean, the most I'll be gone is 4 or 5 days. We'll still have almost a whole week to hang out when I get back." Miranda reasoned.
"Totally! And we'll do whatever you want. Your pick for movies, meals, anything. You name it." Said Lizzie, trying to cheer her up.
"Ok." Said Miranda, sounding a bit more cheerful.
"Yeah. And maybe you'll even meet a cute Mexican boy down there!" replied Lizzie.
"Yeah! That'd be good!" said Miranda.
"Just make sure you aren't related to him!" joked Lizzie.
Miranda laughed. "I gotta go. We're leaving in an hour."
"Ok. Have a safe trip. I'll miss you!" exclaimed Lizzie.
"You too! Bye!" replied Miranda.
"Bye." Said Lizzie, hanging up the phone. She was very bummed. Her whole break was ruined! She wasn't going to get to see her best friend at all. So much for a perfect vacation. Lizzie walked downstairs into the kitchen.
"What'd Miranda want?" asked Jo.
"Her great-aunt died." Replied Lizzie, solemnly.
"Oh!" exclaimed Jo. "I am so sorry to hear that! Do the Sanchez's need anything?"
"No." answered Lizzie. "They have to go to Mexico for the services."
"Oh Lizzie." Replied Jo, as she walked over to hug her daughter. "I'm sorry. I know you were excited to hang out with her. But you've got us! And Gordo!"
Lizzie smiled a little at the mention of Gordo's name."True Mom. Thanks for trying to cheer me up."
"Anytime." Replied Jo. "Hey, we're going to go to Matt's soccer game tonight. I know it's not the most exciting thing, but I'm sure he'd love for you to go!"
"Maybe I will." Replied Lizzie.
"Ok." Said Jo. "It's at 7:00. Invite Gordo if you want!"
"I'm going to go call him right now." Replied Lizzie.
"And dinner is in 15 minutes!" called Jo, as Lizzie went back to her room.
Lizzie picked up her phone again. She pushed the "on" button, but there was no dial tone. She could hear a voice on the other end.
"Hello?"
A little cliffie for ya! Hehe!
TBC!
Review!