A/N: I am sitting in school doing nothing, so I decided to update as
opposed to the other option: sit here and do nothing. Anyway, I really hope
you enjoy this chapter and please review. I would be muchly appreciative.
(later) I am sitting at home doing nothing.
Disclaimer: I do not own the show Lizzie McGuire.
Chapter 25: Can It
21 June 2002
So, diary, the story continues. Everything went perfectly tonight. No one talked or anything. I wish all the meals were like this.
Okay, that was a total liar. What can I say? I am a terrible liar. Anyway, so we were at dinner eating dinner (pizza) when it all happened. I was sitting at the table with Sarah, Anna, and Gordo and we were not talking about anything particular, just stuff. All of the sudden, David walks up to our table by himself.
David: Hi Sarah.
Sarah: And so that is why I think Cindy Brady is the most annoying Brady.
David: Sarah . . .
Sarah: Oh . . .do you hear somebody talking.
We said nothing.
David: Listen Sarah, I am trying to talk to you so will you can it?
Sarah: Can what? What is it you want me to can? Sitting here and enjoying a pleasant conversation with my real friends. Is that what you want me to stop.
David: I want to talk to you and apolo-
Sarah: Oh. Listen to this. David wants to apologize. Well, David, apology not accepted.
David: Can we at least talk?
Sarah: (raises her voice) What is there to talk about?
David: Can we talk outside?
Sarah: Fine, whatever. However, we are talking in front of people so that there are witnesses.
David: Fine.
Sarah: Lizzie, Anna, Gordo, I hate to interrupt your meal, but would you mind coming outside?
Gordo: I am not sure if I should be involved.
Lizzie: Gordo, you may not be involved, but let's just go. We do not have to say anything.
Gordo: But . . .
I dragged him out of his chair. Sure, we didn't need to be involved, but I did not want to see Sarah hurt. We all walked outside, and people stared at us as we did so, but they didn't say anything and just watched as we exited the Italian restaurant. Once we were out there, we just stood there.
Once we were out in the open, Sarah stopped in her tracks as well as David. Well, since our job was to just stand there and watch we did just that.
Sarah: So, what do you have to say? And before you begin speaking remember that we have been going out since seventh grade.
David: Thank you. Let me begin with the simplest thing there is to say. I am sorry for my behavior this morning. It was totally immature of me to write all of that stuff, and I feel really guilty.
Sarah: You feel guilty? Why do you feel guilty, David? I know everything there is to know, don't I? Really, David, I do not know what got into you today, but whatever it was scares me.
David: Well, I guess I got caught up in the moment.
Sarah: You got caught up in the moment, huh? Well, that was one moment too long to get caught up with. Why would you write anything on that wall when you know it is unacceptable and I am supposed to be your girl friend?
David: I said I was sorry. I took it as a dare, and I really shouldn't have.
Sarah: You are right, you really should have. You hurt my feelings. First of all, that was disrespectful of not only me, but to Roman property.
David: Can I say something in my own defense? Yes, I will take the blame for writing some of that stuff, but some of the writing was already there.
Sarah: Like what?
David: Well, the "Sarah has a nice ass" was already there.
Sarah: But you changed it around to the other statement, right? And you wrote the whole David thing, right?
David: Well . . . yeah.
Sarah: (sarcastically) OH! Well that just changed everything. Why have a nice ass when you can be an ass? That is just so much better.
David: Listen, I said I was sorry. I have decided that the people I was hanging out with might not be friends after all.
Sarah: That is not the point. You actually agreed to do it and laughed with them later.
David: Yeah, but I felt horrible about it later.
Sarah: Later was too late. The fact that you did this is making me question our relationship.
David: What do you mean?
Sarah: Well, maybe we need a permanent break from each other.
David: Are you saying we should break up?
Sarah: To put it bluntly, yes.
David: We have spent two what I thought were wonderful years together being a couple. You are going to end our relationship over an immature moment after all we have been through.
Sarah: Well, whose fault is that? You are calling your supposed girlfriend an ass. What is wrong with that picture? I figured if you think I am an ass, then maybe that means I don't deserve you. Maybe you should date someone of lesser ass quality.
David: But I don't want to break up with you.
Sarah: Well, I want to break up with you, so I wish you the best of luck in finding somebody you are happy with and I will pray for that person.
David: Can we at least be friends?
Sarah: No. I am not sure I want to hang around somebody like you. Bye!
Sarah went back inside and the door slammed behind her. David just stood there awestruck, so finally we all went inside as well to finish eating. Not a word was said about Sarah and David for the rest of the night, especially at our table. Sarah was staring at her plate looking like she was trying to hold back tears. We did not want to make matters worse, so we thought of a new conversation, about Vatican City, where we were going the next day.
Anna: So, do you think we will see the Pope?
Gordo: I doubt it. We should get to see the guards change posts at noon though.
Lizzie: Ooh! I heard the guards wore funky uniforms.
Anna: They do. I have seen pictures.
Lizzie: I hope we get to go shopping!
Did I just see Gordo rolling his eyes out of the corner of my eyes?
Lizzie: Hey do you guys know where we are going tonight after this?
Gordo: No. Where?
Lizzie: Well, I overheard this from one of the chaperones, but I heard we are going to the Trevi Fountain.
Anna: No way!
Gordo: You know there is a legend about that fountain that if . . .
Lizzie: Duh Gordo! We have all seen Three Coins in a Fountain.
Anna: What is the legend? I don't think I have heard it.
Sarah: The legend is if you toss a coin over your shoulder into the fountain that you will return to Rome.
She speaks!
Anna: Really? I have never heard that legend before.
Sarah: It is also supposed to be one of the most romantic bridges in the world.
Silence. She still isn't crying though. That is a good sign.
Anna: Wait so if you toss any coin into the fountain you will return?
Gordo: Well, it has to be over your shoulder with your back towards the fountain.
Anna: I like that legend.
Lucy: All right, ladies and gentlemen off we go.
Ethan: Where are we going? It's too early to go to bed.
Lucy: We are going someplace really cool.
Ethan: Neat!
Lucy: Now, all, we are walking, so come on, lets go!
I really wish all that stuff didn't happen to Sarah. I hope Sarah feels better after we go to this.
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A/N Please Review! More to come soon!
Disclaimer: I do not own the show Lizzie McGuire.
Chapter 25: Can It
21 June 2002
So, diary, the story continues. Everything went perfectly tonight. No one talked or anything. I wish all the meals were like this.
Okay, that was a total liar. What can I say? I am a terrible liar. Anyway, so we were at dinner eating dinner (pizza) when it all happened. I was sitting at the table with Sarah, Anna, and Gordo and we were not talking about anything particular, just stuff. All of the sudden, David walks up to our table by himself.
David: Hi Sarah.
Sarah: And so that is why I think Cindy Brady is the most annoying Brady.
David: Sarah . . .
Sarah: Oh . . .do you hear somebody talking.
We said nothing.
David: Listen Sarah, I am trying to talk to you so will you can it?
Sarah: Can what? What is it you want me to can? Sitting here and enjoying a pleasant conversation with my real friends. Is that what you want me to stop.
David: I want to talk to you and apolo-
Sarah: Oh. Listen to this. David wants to apologize. Well, David, apology not accepted.
David: Can we at least talk?
Sarah: (raises her voice) What is there to talk about?
David: Can we talk outside?
Sarah: Fine, whatever. However, we are talking in front of people so that there are witnesses.
David: Fine.
Sarah: Lizzie, Anna, Gordo, I hate to interrupt your meal, but would you mind coming outside?
Gordo: I am not sure if I should be involved.
Lizzie: Gordo, you may not be involved, but let's just go. We do not have to say anything.
Gordo: But . . .
I dragged him out of his chair. Sure, we didn't need to be involved, but I did not want to see Sarah hurt. We all walked outside, and people stared at us as we did so, but they didn't say anything and just watched as we exited the Italian restaurant. Once we were out there, we just stood there.
Once we were out in the open, Sarah stopped in her tracks as well as David. Well, since our job was to just stand there and watch we did just that.
Sarah: So, what do you have to say? And before you begin speaking remember that we have been going out since seventh grade.
David: Thank you. Let me begin with the simplest thing there is to say. I am sorry for my behavior this morning. It was totally immature of me to write all of that stuff, and I feel really guilty.
Sarah: You feel guilty? Why do you feel guilty, David? I know everything there is to know, don't I? Really, David, I do not know what got into you today, but whatever it was scares me.
David: Well, I guess I got caught up in the moment.
Sarah: You got caught up in the moment, huh? Well, that was one moment too long to get caught up with. Why would you write anything on that wall when you know it is unacceptable and I am supposed to be your girl friend?
David: I said I was sorry. I took it as a dare, and I really shouldn't have.
Sarah: You are right, you really should have. You hurt my feelings. First of all, that was disrespectful of not only me, but to Roman property.
David: Can I say something in my own defense? Yes, I will take the blame for writing some of that stuff, but some of the writing was already there.
Sarah: Like what?
David: Well, the "Sarah has a nice ass" was already there.
Sarah: But you changed it around to the other statement, right? And you wrote the whole David thing, right?
David: Well . . . yeah.
Sarah: (sarcastically) OH! Well that just changed everything. Why have a nice ass when you can be an ass? That is just so much better.
David: Listen, I said I was sorry. I have decided that the people I was hanging out with might not be friends after all.
Sarah: That is not the point. You actually agreed to do it and laughed with them later.
David: Yeah, but I felt horrible about it later.
Sarah: Later was too late. The fact that you did this is making me question our relationship.
David: What do you mean?
Sarah: Well, maybe we need a permanent break from each other.
David: Are you saying we should break up?
Sarah: To put it bluntly, yes.
David: We have spent two what I thought were wonderful years together being a couple. You are going to end our relationship over an immature moment after all we have been through.
Sarah: Well, whose fault is that? You are calling your supposed girlfriend an ass. What is wrong with that picture? I figured if you think I am an ass, then maybe that means I don't deserve you. Maybe you should date someone of lesser ass quality.
David: But I don't want to break up with you.
Sarah: Well, I want to break up with you, so I wish you the best of luck in finding somebody you are happy with and I will pray for that person.
David: Can we at least be friends?
Sarah: No. I am not sure I want to hang around somebody like you. Bye!
Sarah went back inside and the door slammed behind her. David just stood there awestruck, so finally we all went inside as well to finish eating. Not a word was said about Sarah and David for the rest of the night, especially at our table. Sarah was staring at her plate looking like she was trying to hold back tears. We did not want to make matters worse, so we thought of a new conversation, about Vatican City, where we were going the next day.
Anna: So, do you think we will see the Pope?
Gordo: I doubt it. We should get to see the guards change posts at noon though.
Lizzie: Ooh! I heard the guards wore funky uniforms.
Anna: They do. I have seen pictures.
Lizzie: I hope we get to go shopping!
Did I just see Gordo rolling his eyes out of the corner of my eyes?
Lizzie: Hey do you guys know where we are going tonight after this?
Gordo: No. Where?
Lizzie: Well, I overheard this from one of the chaperones, but I heard we are going to the Trevi Fountain.
Anna: No way!
Gordo: You know there is a legend about that fountain that if . . .
Lizzie: Duh Gordo! We have all seen Three Coins in a Fountain.
Anna: What is the legend? I don't think I have heard it.
Sarah: The legend is if you toss a coin over your shoulder into the fountain that you will return to Rome.
She speaks!
Anna: Really? I have never heard that legend before.
Sarah: It is also supposed to be one of the most romantic bridges in the world.
Silence. She still isn't crying though. That is a good sign.
Anna: Wait so if you toss any coin into the fountain you will return?
Gordo: Well, it has to be over your shoulder with your back towards the fountain.
Anna: I like that legend.
Lucy: All right, ladies and gentlemen off we go.
Ethan: Where are we going? It's too early to go to bed.
Lucy: We are going someplace really cool.
Ethan: Neat!
Lucy: Now, all, we are walking, so come on, lets go!
I really wish all that stuff didn't happen to Sarah. I hope Sarah feels better after we go to this.
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A/N Please Review! More to come soon!