A/N- Thank you for the reviews. The characters that are not normally on the
series are based on real people, even if it just means I am using their
names. Anna's name was derived from a friend. Sarah or her likes, not her
personality necessarily, are based on me. Some of the events that happen
also are based on real events. I guess that will become clearer as the
story develops more, because they have only been in the airplane. E-mail me
if you have any ideas of where they should go. Please R/R.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire or any of the other characters that would normally be on the TV show.
Chapter Four: An American in Paris
Sunday 12 June In my hotel room
Well, Its like seven right now. A lot of little things happened between the meeting and getting here. First, and most importantly, I changed the time on my watch. I don't want to have to add nine hours to everything, and thinking what I would be doing if I were at home.sleeping.
We met out tour guide who explained how everything was going to be. It was mostly reminders and stuff, but I forgot most of it. Well the things I need to remember are: -Rooms are not interchangeable. (Translation: If Kate is my roommate, I am stuck with her) -Once we arrive at the hotel every night, we have around an hour before our door will be taped. (Translation: Don't go out of your room unless you want to punish the whole group) -Be respectable of the other hotel guests and the hotel people. (Translation: They aren't scared of throwing us out.) -Calling is acceptable, but stop at a reasonable hour. We can also visit other rooms within our group and talk, just be in your room when your leader tells you to be there. -Answer your wake-up call. -Never answer the door to anyone without asking us. If you don't know the person, but he looks like he is a policeman, call he chaperones immediately, and they will come up.
She also explained all the obvious stuff like have a buddy and stay with your group. Her name is Lucy, by the way. She has an English accent and lives in Italy. We then followed Lucy to the bus, and she said that the chaperones would work on the hotel roommate thing while we were on our way to the hotel. Fair enough.
I got on the bus, and Gordo was already sitting down toward the middle of the bus, and I sat down next to him, which I knew he wouldn't mind. I haven't had a real conversation with Miranda or Gordo since we were in Los Angeles. Miranda ended up sitting in the back with a lot of other people.
Gordo: So what was your verdict of the flight?
Lizzie: Well I survived did I not?
Gordo: Well, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?
Lizzie: I guess. So, what did you do?
Gordo: Well Miranda and I talked for a while. She became awfully flirtatious with some of the guys on this trip. After like the first hour of the ride, we switched seats and rarely talked, and when we did it was about how hot this guy, Ryan is. I think that's his name. Then, we ended up switching again for sleep, and sleep is what I did. I noticed you made a new friend. What did you talk about?
Lizzie: Well just life in general. She seems really nice. She is going to our high school next year and is Anna's friend. Her name is Sarah. Speaking of Anna, do you think she had fun?
Gordo: Well, Anna did look uncomfortable, not that I could blame her. She was put in a pretty awful place. Miranda and I talked to her for a while, and then I did when I woke up. She was writing in her journal. She loves Monica Seles. That made her millennium.
We both laughed. Then, we looked out the window and it was incredible! I mean The Eiffel Tower is amazing. I think we are going there some time. Then, we drove on the street that Princess Diana died. There happens to be a part of a torch on the side of the street because the French gave is the Statue of Liberty. There were a lot of flowers. Lucy explained that many people thing that the torch is for Diana. We saw everything. It was incredible. I took so many pictures. Then we stopped. We had reached our hotel.
We did not exit the bus just then though. Lucy read off the names of who we are rooming with and told us to meet with her in the lobby on the first floor at 7:30. The roommates of people I know: Room 607: Lizzie and Anna (This should be fun.) Room 502: Miranda, Kate, and Sarah (Gordo and I exchange glances and look back at Miranda who doesn't look incredibly happy about this) Room 309: Gordo, Ethan, and Larry (Gordo doesn't look thrilled about this at all)
We get inside the hotel lobby, and it is really small. Of course, with all the luck, there is a really small and slow elevator and Anna and I are on the top floor. There is also a spiral staircase. I wanted to go on the elevator, but space would not allow it, so I trudged up the stairs with Anna and Gordo. We left Gordo at the third floor and I told him to call me in a few minutes. Then Anna and I dragged our luggage up three more flights, and found our room. We inserted the key, and entered the room. Whoa! It's really small. It has two twin beds together with a television on a shelf in the corner and a table on each side of the beds. Oh, and a telephone.
Well, Anna and I agreed that I would take a shower first. I felt really dirty after all that time on the plane. So, I got into the bathroom, and the shower is really confusing. (Welcome to Europe) There is no curtain, and there is a spray thingy attached to the wall as the showerhead. Virtually no pressure comes out of the darn thing. So I struggle and make a mess and come out really wet about thirty minutes later. Anna says that Gordo called, and she explained that I was in the shower. He said that he would see me in the lobby at 7:25. It is 7:00 now. Anna just finished her shower. She is still in the bathroom getting dressed.
I am already dressed. I am wearing some jeans (no shorts allowed on this trip) and a really cute t-shirt that says "Viva Las Vegas" in pink writing. I have like 25 minutes to kill. I guess I will watch TV. Ohh! Soccer is on. I guess I will watch that, despite that fact that the announcer is French. Oh well if worst comes to worse, and then I can always switch to BBC or MTV France. They have that, don't they?
I will explain tonight later tonight.
Hasta Luego! Wait that is Spanish.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire or any of the other characters that would normally be on the TV show.
Chapter Four: An American in Paris
Sunday 12 June In my hotel room
Well, Its like seven right now. A lot of little things happened between the meeting and getting here. First, and most importantly, I changed the time on my watch. I don't want to have to add nine hours to everything, and thinking what I would be doing if I were at home.sleeping.
We met out tour guide who explained how everything was going to be. It was mostly reminders and stuff, but I forgot most of it. Well the things I need to remember are: -Rooms are not interchangeable. (Translation: If Kate is my roommate, I am stuck with her) -Once we arrive at the hotel every night, we have around an hour before our door will be taped. (Translation: Don't go out of your room unless you want to punish the whole group) -Be respectable of the other hotel guests and the hotel people. (Translation: They aren't scared of throwing us out.) -Calling is acceptable, but stop at a reasonable hour. We can also visit other rooms within our group and talk, just be in your room when your leader tells you to be there. -Answer your wake-up call. -Never answer the door to anyone without asking us. If you don't know the person, but he looks like he is a policeman, call he chaperones immediately, and they will come up.
She also explained all the obvious stuff like have a buddy and stay with your group. Her name is Lucy, by the way. She has an English accent and lives in Italy. We then followed Lucy to the bus, and she said that the chaperones would work on the hotel roommate thing while we were on our way to the hotel. Fair enough.
I got on the bus, and Gordo was already sitting down toward the middle of the bus, and I sat down next to him, which I knew he wouldn't mind. I haven't had a real conversation with Miranda or Gordo since we were in Los Angeles. Miranda ended up sitting in the back with a lot of other people.
Gordo: So what was your verdict of the flight?
Lizzie: Well I survived did I not?
Gordo: Well, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?
Lizzie: I guess. So, what did you do?
Gordo: Well Miranda and I talked for a while. She became awfully flirtatious with some of the guys on this trip. After like the first hour of the ride, we switched seats and rarely talked, and when we did it was about how hot this guy, Ryan is. I think that's his name. Then, we ended up switching again for sleep, and sleep is what I did. I noticed you made a new friend. What did you talk about?
Lizzie: Well just life in general. She seems really nice. She is going to our high school next year and is Anna's friend. Her name is Sarah. Speaking of Anna, do you think she had fun?
Gordo: Well, Anna did look uncomfortable, not that I could blame her. She was put in a pretty awful place. Miranda and I talked to her for a while, and then I did when I woke up. She was writing in her journal. She loves Monica Seles. That made her millennium.
We both laughed. Then, we looked out the window and it was incredible! I mean The Eiffel Tower is amazing. I think we are going there some time. Then, we drove on the street that Princess Diana died. There happens to be a part of a torch on the side of the street because the French gave is the Statue of Liberty. There were a lot of flowers. Lucy explained that many people thing that the torch is for Diana. We saw everything. It was incredible. I took so many pictures. Then we stopped. We had reached our hotel.
We did not exit the bus just then though. Lucy read off the names of who we are rooming with and told us to meet with her in the lobby on the first floor at 7:30. The roommates of people I know: Room 607: Lizzie and Anna (This should be fun.) Room 502: Miranda, Kate, and Sarah (Gordo and I exchange glances and look back at Miranda who doesn't look incredibly happy about this) Room 309: Gordo, Ethan, and Larry (Gordo doesn't look thrilled about this at all)
We get inside the hotel lobby, and it is really small. Of course, with all the luck, there is a really small and slow elevator and Anna and I are on the top floor. There is also a spiral staircase. I wanted to go on the elevator, but space would not allow it, so I trudged up the stairs with Anna and Gordo. We left Gordo at the third floor and I told him to call me in a few minutes. Then Anna and I dragged our luggage up three more flights, and found our room. We inserted the key, and entered the room. Whoa! It's really small. It has two twin beds together with a television on a shelf in the corner and a table on each side of the beds. Oh, and a telephone.
Well, Anna and I agreed that I would take a shower first. I felt really dirty after all that time on the plane. So, I got into the bathroom, and the shower is really confusing. (Welcome to Europe) There is no curtain, and there is a spray thingy attached to the wall as the showerhead. Virtually no pressure comes out of the darn thing. So I struggle and make a mess and come out really wet about thirty minutes later. Anna says that Gordo called, and she explained that I was in the shower. He said that he would see me in the lobby at 7:25. It is 7:00 now. Anna just finished her shower. She is still in the bathroom getting dressed.
I am already dressed. I am wearing some jeans (no shorts allowed on this trip) and a really cute t-shirt that says "Viva Las Vegas" in pink writing. I have like 25 minutes to kill. I guess I will watch TV. Ohh! Soccer is on. I guess I will watch that, despite that fact that the announcer is French. Oh well if worst comes to worse, and then I can always switch to BBC or MTV France. They have that, don't they?
I will explain tonight later tonight.
Hasta Luego! Wait that is Spanish.