A/N Hi again! I just finished writing the first chapter of a new LM fanfic,
"Secrets," so please read and review that. It is totally different from
this one, but I think you will still like it. I hope you will anyway. I
cannot believe I am already writing chapter 11 of this story
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters involved in Lizzie McGuire.
Chapter Eleven: Shop! Shop!
Wednesday, 15 June
We are on our way to the train station now. I have never been on a train before, so this should be exciting. It is almost five pm.
Today, we got to sleep in until eight-thirty. I took a shower this morning because I didn't last night, whereas Anna had taken one last night after we got back from the Eiffel Tower. When I got out, Anna was getting her belongings together in her suitcase because we were checking out of the Paris hotel this morning. I packed my suitcase, and then we both went down to get some breakfast. As we were coming down to eat, most people were leaving to go back to their room, so Anna and I sat down at ate quickly.
We then went upstairs to get our suitcases and bags to place in the bus. We left the hotel, and after the fire incident, I don't think that hotel will miss us.
The very first thing we did was go to the Napoleon Museum. We saw a lot of armor and army swords that belonged to him or his army. We also saw his stuffed dog and stuffed horse, which looked very real and very odd. Who would stuff their horse? Napoleon obviously had some issues.
Anyway, to me the museum was pretty boring and so I was glad when we finally got out of there. Of course, some of the people wanted to walk around the outside of the house and see the statues, so we walked around and by the end of the whole thing, I was really bored.
We then split up for lunch and my group chose to eat at McDonalds, so we ate there. I had a hamburger and fries.haha French fries in France.alright the American McDonalds are so much better in my humble opinion, but oh well.
After lunch, we met up with the whole group and went on the subway to get to a different place so we could go shopping. Yay! We then split up into smaller groups depending on where we wanted to go. Some people wanted to get some Hard Rock Café t-shirts from Paris, and some people wanted to go to the mall. I wanted a shirt, but I wanted to go to the mall, so I found Sarah, who was going to Hard Rock Café, and asked her to get me a shirt, and went off with Gordo. Miranda decided to tag along with the third group what was planning on taking a walk around some nearby shops. I was surprised Gordo wanted to go shopping, but at the same time glad that I would have company. The mall seemed cheaper than the side streets.
Our group was relatively small, with about seven of us and a chaperone who I didn't even know before the trip, but is really nice, Mrs. Gregory. She teaches freshman English at the high school we are all going to next year.
Our group had to go back on the Subway because the mall was farther away from Hard Rock Café and the shops on the street. So, we were on the subway, sitting or standing, when at the next stop, some man comes on and starts speaking to everyone on our subway cart thing, and it's all in French. I take Spanish, so of course I had no idea what he was saying, but he sounded like he was angry and was trying to motivate the French people to make some sort of Political stand. It was really weird and really scary at the same time.
When we finally reached our subway stop, we got off, and walked up to the streets. We walked a short distance from there to the mall, and when we got there, Mrs. Gregory told us that we could split up in pairs and walk around, but we must meet back at two-thirty. That gave us about an hour and a half to shop.
Gordo and I partnered up, and we basically walked around. Neither of us takes French, so it was kind of hard talking to the store people. Somehow, though, we managed to find the floor, which had all the clothing, which was the reason I went to the mall in the first place. Yes, I know you can totally buy stuff in the American malls, but it is even more exciting to buy things in Francs and France, because you can say you bought the item in France. I don't know, it is hard to explain. So, Gordo and I looked at the clothes, and I found a few cute tops and a purse, and even Gordo found something to try on, and he decided to buy it. I bought about three shirts.
After clothes shopping, I remembered that tomorrow was Sarah's birthday, and although I haven't really known Sarah, she is my friend, and so I convinced Gordo to go to the Toy section, and he did so, unhappily. We were there for a while, because I was trying to find a small cool gift that would be fun for Sarah. Gordo suggested a card would be enough, but I said that everyone was signing a card for her anyway tomorrow, so that would just add to the cards.
I finally found a cute stuffed bear that was wearing a shirt that said "Joyeux Anniversaire!" which is "Happy Birthday" in English, and if you squeeze its stomach, it had the tune of the birthday song. It was only twenty-five francs, which is like four dollars, and plus it is cute, so I gave her that as well as a card because Gordo did have a point when he said someone can never have enough cards. I made Gordo sign the card, even after he said "Sarah really isn't a friend, but okay." and he signed it, and so did I. I figured, later I would convince Miranda to sign it. Anna said she already had a present for her, so I would let her do that.
After we bought the card, it was about time to go meet up with the rest of the group, and we went back on the subway, which nothing interesting happened there, and by three-thirty we were all together, waiting to go to the train station on the bus. Thirty minutes later, we were on our way to the train station. We are still on the bus, actually, we just stopped, and they are about to tell us some stuff about the train, and who will be in our overnight compartment with us. I wonder.
A/N the next chapter gets really interesting, I promise. Please read and review, and don't forget to r/r my new fanfic, "Secrets." ~~Thanks
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters involved in Lizzie McGuire.
Chapter Eleven: Shop! Shop!
Wednesday, 15 June
We are on our way to the train station now. I have never been on a train before, so this should be exciting. It is almost five pm.
Today, we got to sleep in until eight-thirty. I took a shower this morning because I didn't last night, whereas Anna had taken one last night after we got back from the Eiffel Tower. When I got out, Anna was getting her belongings together in her suitcase because we were checking out of the Paris hotel this morning. I packed my suitcase, and then we both went down to get some breakfast. As we were coming down to eat, most people were leaving to go back to their room, so Anna and I sat down at ate quickly.
We then went upstairs to get our suitcases and bags to place in the bus. We left the hotel, and after the fire incident, I don't think that hotel will miss us.
The very first thing we did was go to the Napoleon Museum. We saw a lot of armor and army swords that belonged to him or his army. We also saw his stuffed dog and stuffed horse, which looked very real and very odd. Who would stuff their horse? Napoleon obviously had some issues.
Anyway, to me the museum was pretty boring and so I was glad when we finally got out of there. Of course, some of the people wanted to walk around the outside of the house and see the statues, so we walked around and by the end of the whole thing, I was really bored.
We then split up for lunch and my group chose to eat at McDonalds, so we ate there. I had a hamburger and fries.haha French fries in France.alright the American McDonalds are so much better in my humble opinion, but oh well.
After lunch, we met up with the whole group and went on the subway to get to a different place so we could go shopping. Yay! We then split up into smaller groups depending on where we wanted to go. Some people wanted to get some Hard Rock Café t-shirts from Paris, and some people wanted to go to the mall. I wanted a shirt, but I wanted to go to the mall, so I found Sarah, who was going to Hard Rock Café, and asked her to get me a shirt, and went off with Gordo. Miranda decided to tag along with the third group what was planning on taking a walk around some nearby shops. I was surprised Gordo wanted to go shopping, but at the same time glad that I would have company. The mall seemed cheaper than the side streets.
Our group was relatively small, with about seven of us and a chaperone who I didn't even know before the trip, but is really nice, Mrs. Gregory. She teaches freshman English at the high school we are all going to next year.
Our group had to go back on the Subway because the mall was farther away from Hard Rock Café and the shops on the street. So, we were on the subway, sitting or standing, when at the next stop, some man comes on and starts speaking to everyone on our subway cart thing, and it's all in French. I take Spanish, so of course I had no idea what he was saying, but he sounded like he was angry and was trying to motivate the French people to make some sort of Political stand. It was really weird and really scary at the same time.
When we finally reached our subway stop, we got off, and walked up to the streets. We walked a short distance from there to the mall, and when we got there, Mrs. Gregory told us that we could split up in pairs and walk around, but we must meet back at two-thirty. That gave us about an hour and a half to shop.
Gordo and I partnered up, and we basically walked around. Neither of us takes French, so it was kind of hard talking to the store people. Somehow, though, we managed to find the floor, which had all the clothing, which was the reason I went to the mall in the first place. Yes, I know you can totally buy stuff in the American malls, but it is even more exciting to buy things in Francs and France, because you can say you bought the item in France. I don't know, it is hard to explain. So, Gordo and I looked at the clothes, and I found a few cute tops and a purse, and even Gordo found something to try on, and he decided to buy it. I bought about three shirts.
After clothes shopping, I remembered that tomorrow was Sarah's birthday, and although I haven't really known Sarah, she is my friend, and so I convinced Gordo to go to the Toy section, and he did so, unhappily. We were there for a while, because I was trying to find a small cool gift that would be fun for Sarah. Gordo suggested a card would be enough, but I said that everyone was signing a card for her anyway tomorrow, so that would just add to the cards.
I finally found a cute stuffed bear that was wearing a shirt that said "Joyeux Anniversaire!" which is "Happy Birthday" in English, and if you squeeze its stomach, it had the tune of the birthday song. It was only twenty-five francs, which is like four dollars, and plus it is cute, so I gave her that as well as a card because Gordo did have a point when he said someone can never have enough cards. I made Gordo sign the card, even after he said "Sarah really isn't a friend, but okay." and he signed it, and so did I. I figured, later I would convince Miranda to sign it. Anna said she already had a present for her, so I would let her do that.
After we bought the card, it was about time to go meet up with the rest of the group, and we went back on the subway, which nothing interesting happened there, and by three-thirty we were all together, waiting to go to the train station on the bus. Thirty minutes later, we were on our way to the train station. We are still on the bus, actually, we just stopped, and they are about to tell us some stuff about the train, and who will be in our overnight compartment with us. I wonder.
A/N the next chapter gets really interesting, I promise. Please read and review, and don't forget to r/r my new fanfic, "Secrets." ~~Thanks