A/N- it is Spring Break! For me anyway, and I am staying home! Whew!
Anyway, I have a few things to say. First of all, I need feedback on my new
story, "Can This Be Real?" I need to know if it is worth continuing, so
please review it and tell me what you think. I appreciate it! Wow. This
story is almost finished. Hard to believe, no? The story I thought I would
never finish. I have been working on this story for over six months. Wow,
not to get sidetracked. Anyway, enjoy this chapter and please review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire.
Chapter 29: Changing
22 June 2002
Dear Diary,
Wow! Today is the first time I addressed you as something. You are something. Wow I am talking to paper . . .or writing to paper. Seriously, what I think has hit me so many times before has hit me hard. Time is running out. Room to write is running out. I am on my last few pages of you while I sit here in Rome. This is my last day in Europe. This trip has been so good to me. You fill my past ten days, and quite possibly the best ten days of my life. Some moments seem like a minute ago and some feel like years ago. The friends I have made seem like I have known them forever and won't forget. This experience and all the experiences I have had are amazing. This trip has made me learn a lot about myself that I feel now like I have known forever. I have learned you can't please everybody, and everybody is so amazing and just as important as the next. It doesn't matter who I room with, who I talk with, or anything, everyone has a story to tell and everybody does not have to be the same. I mean, the burning of the bedspread and the train were not positive, but for all the negativity and bad things that happened, there was a reason, and good came out of it.
Okay, I am starting to scare myself here. Anyway, last night we went to dinner and ate pasta and again walked around the city and had a wonderful time. I did some last minute shopping and went back. When we reached our hotel room, it was pretty late, so we went to bed. Kate and I didn't really talk this whole time, but for some reason, something compelled her to speak to me.
"Lizzie?" Kate said as soon as I climbed into my bed.
"Hmm?"
"I- I am sorry."
Whoa. That seemed to come out of nowhere. "Sorry for what?" I asked.
"I don't know," she said as I heard her sit up. "I guess for the past two years trying to make your life miserable."
"You didn't make it miserable," I said, trying to sound convincing.
"Yeah, I did. Middle school was really hard for me. I guess I got caught up in the popularity thing and forgot about the past."
"Kate, that is actually understandable. Everyone gets caught up in the moment," I said.
"I know, its just, well, can this summer make things the way they were? I mean, do you think we can ever be friends again?"
"Why this sudden change of heart?"
"I don't know. I have always been jealous of you, Gordo, and Miranda, and I miss our friendship. Also, I have done a lot of thinking this trip and a lot of soul-searching, and I figured out that who I might consider to be my true friends are probably not my friends at all. I realized that the Kate I am is not the Kate I want to be. I know this doesn't make any sense, but, well, you see," Kate looked at me like she was hesitating to say something, "I don't think I am going to be a cheerleader in high school."
"What?! Why?" I said. This was certainly a surprise to me.
"Well, I have done a lot of thinking about this, and I really want to try drama, and the schedules conflict. That isn't the point, though. I was thinking about how to tell my 'friends' this information, and it hit me. As soon as I tell them, they will ditch me. They are only friends with me because I am a cheerleader, and I just think I want to change."
I could not believe she was telling me this. "Kate, that is really cool that you want to act. Kate, I realize we haven't been the best of friends, but for the past two years, I have always known that we would never stop being friends. We just went through a slump that went on really long," I said and I swallowed. I could see the tears come into her eyes. "There were times I worried that the slump would be permanent, but then there would always be moments that reassured that we were still friends. Whether it was a project or something else, we had a few times where we bonded. Kate, I can't speak for everyone, but you will always have a friend in me." Now I was starting to cry.
"Really?" Kate said as she smiled.
"Yeah, Kate, I have always been your friend," I said and I smiled back. I then got up and gave her a hug. After the hug, I went back to my bed and we went to sleep, but mot before I heard her say, "Thanks, Lizzie."
So then this morning came. We woke up and finished packing and got dressed and headed for breakfast. Kate and I came down together, and I invited Kate to sit with my friends. Gordo, Miranda, Brian, Sarah, Anna, and Spencer. Our group had expanded quite a bit. I sat down next to Gordo and Kate sat next to me. When Kate sat down at first, everyone looked really confused, but they didn't let it bother them too long, as they were in a heavy discussion over something. I sat eating my toast and drinking my coffee, listening to everyone talk and thinking wow, today should really be an interesting last day.
A/N- I realize this is short, but please review. Also don't forget to review my other story. I hope you liked this chapter. I will try to update another story soon. Review "Can This Be Real?"!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire.
Chapter 29: Changing
22 June 2002
Dear Diary,
Wow! Today is the first time I addressed you as something. You are something. Wow I am talking to paper . . .or writing to paper. Seriously, what I think has hit me so many times before has hit me hard. Time is running out. Room to write is running out. I am on my last few pages of you while I sit here in Rome. This is my last day in Europe. This trip has been so good to me. You fill my past ten days, and quite possibly the best ten days of my life. Some moments seem like a minute ago and some feel like years ago. The friends I have made seem like I have known them forever and won't forget. This experience and all the experiences I have had are amazing. This trip has made me learn a lot about myself that I feel now like I have known forever. I have learned you can't please everybody, and everybody is so amazing and just as important as the next. It doesn't matter who I room with, who I talk with, or anything, everyone has a story to tell and everybody does not have to be the same. I mean, the burning of the bedspread and the train were not positive, but for all the negativity and bad things that happened, there was a reason, and good came out of it.
Okay, I am starting to scare myself here. Anyway, last night we went to dinner and ate pasta and again walked around the city and had a wonderful time. I did some last minute shopping and went back. When we reached our hotel room, it was pretty late, so we went to bed. Kate and I didn't really talk this whole time, but for some reason, something compelled her to speak to me.
"Lizzie?" Kate said as soon as I climbed into my bed.
"Hmm?"
"I- I am sorry."
Whoa. That seemed to come out of nowhere. "Sorry for what?" I asked.
"I don't know," she said as I heard her sit up. "I guess for the past two years trying to make your life miserable."
"You didn't make it miserable," I said, trying to sound convincing.
"Yeah, I did. Middle school was really hard for me. I guess I got caught up in the popularity thing and forgot about the past."
"Kate, that is actually understandable. Everyone gets caught up in the moment," I said.
"I know, its just, well, can this summer make things the way they were? I mean, do you think we can ever be friends again?"
"Why this sudden change of heart?"
"I don't know. I have always been jealous of you, Gordo, and Miranda, and I miss our friendship. Also, I have done a lot of thinking this trip and a lot of soul-searching, and I figured out that who I might consider to be my true friends are probably not my friends at all. I realized that the Kate I am is not the Kate I want to be. I know this doesn't make any sense, but, well, you see," Kate looked at me like she was hesitating to say something, "I don't think I am going to be a cheerleader in high school."
"What?! Why?" I said. This was certainly a surprise to me.
"Well, I have done a lot of thinking about this, and I really want to try drama, and the schedules conflict. That isn't the point, though. I was thinking about how to tell my 'friends' this information, and it hit me. As soon as I tell them, they will ditch me. They are only friends with me because I am a cheerleader, and I just think I want to change."
I could not believe she was telling me this. "Kate, that is really cool that you want to act. Kate, I realize we haven't been the best of friends, but for the past two years, I have always known that we would never stop being friends. We just went through a slump that went on really long," I said and I swallowed. I could see the tears come into her eyes. "There were times I worried that the slump would be permanent, but then there would always be moments that reassured that we were still friends. Whether it was a project or something else, we had a few times where we bonded. Kate, I can't speak for everyone, but you will always have a friend in me." Now I was starting to cry.
"Really?" Kate said as she smiled.
"Yeah, Kate, I have always been your friend," I said and I smiled back. I then got up and gave her a hug. After the hug, I went back to my bed and we went to sleep, but mot before I heard her say, "Thanks, Lizzie."
So then this morning came. We woke up and finished packing and got dressed and headed for breakfast. Kate and I came down together, and I invited Kate to sit with my friends. Gordo, Miranda, Brian, Sarah, Anna, and Spencer. Our group had expanded quite a bit. I sat down next to Gordo and Kate sat next to me. When Kate sat down at first, everyone looked really confused, but they didn't let it bother them too long, as they were in a heavy discussion over something. I sat eating my toast and drinking my coffee, listening to everyone talk and thinking wow, today should really be an interesting last day.
A/N- I realize this is short, but please review. Also don't forget to review my other story. I hope you liked this chapter. I will try to update another story soon. Review "Can This Be Real?"!