-The Lizzie McGuire Movie-
A/N: Hey, this is my first fanfic, and I'm not a really good writer, so get a grip and just read the story. This is my version of the Lizzie McGuire Movie since it hasn't come out yet. Maybe, by the time I'm done, it will be out. I'm only eleven so excuse the dumb lines and phrases. And the messed up format. Ciao. ~PersonY2K
Lizzie POV
It was the most important day of my life-
And I didn't know what to wear! I knew it was graduation, so I'd be wearing this blue 'graduation suit' but what's under that counted, too. But I couldn't figure it out! Gray top, khaki top, buttoned top, I'd tried it all.
Grrr.
I started to walk out of my room to get the hairbrush that was in the bathroom, and tripped over my own shoe. I stumbled to the ground.
"Augh! Why does this keep happening to me?" I said.
I stood up, not wanting to go to my eighth grade graduation ceremony at all. I grunted and headed toward the bathroom.
"Honey!" I heard my mom shout. "Get down here; it's almost time to go!"
"Coming, Mom!" I said as I quickly brush my hair.
Oh great, it was static. I smooth it down with hairspray and zip on my suit.
Animated Lizzie: Oh no! I forgot to change! Oh well, no one's going to notice.
"Yes they will." I sighed and ran into my room, flipping through my outfit choices. No, no, no-
"Elizabeth Brooke McGuire! We're late!" Mom shouted.
I gave up and trudged my way down the stairs, hoping no one would notice that I had on what I had worn yesterday under my graduation gown.
"Let's go!" Matt shouted.
"Wait, I have to." I noticed what Matt had in his hand. "Are you taping me? Augh!" I said as I put my hand in his video camera. I wished that he had never gotten that for his eleventh birthday. He had taped every embarrassing moment I ever had in the last four weeks.
"No one appreciates the art of the camera these days." He sighed dramatically.
I pulled him by his shirt into the car.
Dad drove off, and I completely forgot about what was under my suit. Until...
"Lizzie McGuire, you are an outfit repeater!" Kate said. She unzipped my suit and walked away, grinning.
I was in line, waiting to make my speech, and Kate Saunders had just embarrassed me on stage! I felt like crying.
"I can't believe her! Doesn't she have anything else to do except my life completely miserable?" I said to Gordo.
Instead of comforting me like best friends should do, Gordo asked, "Why are you wearing the same thing you did yesterday?"
I gritted my teeth. So far, the most important day of my life was not going well. "I fell asleep with it on, and when I woke up, I had to get ready for the ceremony, and-"
"-Lizzie McGuire!" I heard.
"Huh?" I asked.
Gordo nudged me. "It's you turn to give your speech."
NO WAY! Already? I wasn't ready yet.
"Go!"
I took a deep breath and started walking towards the podium. On my way there, I tripped.
Animated Lizzie: Oh no, not here. Anywhere but here.
I crashed into the curtain and it started to rip. I watched in awe.
The audience gasped all at once, and the faint sound o laughing could be heard from none other than Matt, who just had to be taping it.
I crashed into some balloons and watch the entire eighth/ninth graders get covered by the curtain. I closed my eyes and hoped this was not happening. Why oh why did I have to trip now? Why?
Animated Lizzie: I'm praying as hard as I can that this is not happening. it's not working!
That was the worst day of my life.
A/N: Hey, this is my first fanfic, and I'm not a really good writer, so get a grip and just read the story. This is my version of the Lizzie McGuire Movie since it hasn't come out yet. Maybe, by the time I'm done, it will be out. I'm only eleven so excuse the dumb lines and phrases. And the messed up format. Ciao. ~PersonY2K
Lizzie POV
It was the most important day of my life-
And I didn't know what to wear! I knew it was graduation, so I'd be wearing this blue 'graduation suit' but what's under that counted, too. But I couldn't figure it out! Gray top, khaki top, buttoned top, I'd tried it all.
Grrr.
I started to walk out of my room to get the hairbrush that was in the bathroom, and tripped over my own shoe. I stumbled to the ground.
"Augh! Why does this keep happening to me?" I said.
I stood up, not wanting to go to my eighth grade graduation ceremony at all. I grunted and headed toward the bathroom.
"Honey!" I heard my mom shout. "Get down here; it's almost time to go!"
"Coming, Mom!" I said as I quickly brush my hair.
Oh great, it was static. I smooth it down with hairspray and zip on my suit.
Animated Lizzie: Oh no! I forgot to change! Oh well, no one's going to notice.
"Yes they will." I sighed and ran into my room, flipping through my outfit choices. No, no, no-
"Elizabeth Brooke McGuire! We're late!" Mom shouted.
I gave up and trudged my way down the stairs, hoping no one would notice that I had on what I had worn yesterday under my graduation gown.
"Let's go!" Matt shouted.
"Wait, I have to." I noticed what Matt had in his hand. "Are you taping me? Augh!" I said as I put my hand in his video camera. I wished that he had never gotten that for his eleventh birthday. He had taped every embarrassing moment I ever had in the last four weeks.
"No one appreciates the art of the camera these days." He sighed dramatically.
I pulled him by his shirt into the car.
Dad drove off, and I completely forgot about what was under my suit. Until...
"Lizzie McGuire, you are an outfit repeater!" Kate said. She unzipped my suit and walked away, grinning.
I was in line, waiting to make my speech, and Kate Saunders had just embarrassed me on stage! I felt like crying.
"I can't believe her! Doesn't she have anything else to do except my life completely miserable?" I said to Gordo.
Instead of comforting me like best friends should do, Gordo asked, "Why are you wearing the same thing you did yesterday?"
I gritted my teeth. So far, the most important day of my life was not going well. "I fell asleep with it on, and when I woke up, I had to get ready for the ceremony, and-"
"-Lizzie McGuire!" I heard.
"Huh?" I asked.
Gordo nudged me. "It's you turn to give your speech."
NO WAY! Already? I wasn't ready yet.
"Go!"
I took a deep breath and started walking towards the podium. On my way there, I tripped.
Animated Lizzie: Oh no, not here. Anywhere but here.
I crashed into the curtain and it started to rip. I watched in awe.
The audience gasped all at once, and the faint sound o laughing could be heard from none other than Matt, who just had to be taping it.
I crashed into some balloons and watch the entire eighth/ninth graders get covered by the curtain. I closed my eyes and hoped this was not happening. Why oh why did I have to trip now? Why?
Animated Lizzie: I'm praying as hard as I can that this is not happening. it's not working!
That was the worst day of my life.