~Yet another chapter! Wow! Aren't you proud of me? I just have a lot of
ideas after this period of "writers block". Plus now I have a lot of time
on my hands as I'm at my grandma's and being on the computer let's me
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Chapter 7- Far from perfect "Lizzie. Hey Lizzie! Earth to Lizzie!" Miranda exclaimed into my ear at lunch. "What's wrong with you girl? You're totally spacing out!"
"Huh? What did you say?" I said, a little dazed, as Miranda had just snapped me out of my daydreams of, not Mark, but Gordo, of course.
"Well I was going to ask you if you wanted to go to the mall this afternoon to look for dresses for Homecoming, as now we both have dates." She said, and at the word "dates" her eyes lit up and she sighed dreamily. "Can you believe it Lizzie? I'm finally going out with Gordo! I think subconsciously I've always liked him. Don't you think that we're just the perfect couple? And you and Mark, well you two are perfect for eachother." I nodded absentmindedly, and my thoughts drifted off as she droned on and on about how perfect Gordo and she were for each other. Personally, I knew that they were awful for each other. I really couldn't see them together. I knew that Gordo and I were perfect for each other, but I couldn't say anything because Miranda was my best friend, and she deserves to be happy. And if she thought she was happy with Gordo, there was nothing I could say that would change her mind. Even if I did tell her that I liked Gordo too, that wouldn't even change her mind.
Mark came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me in greeting. While doing so he whispered into my ear, "Hey gorgeous, is anyone sitting there?" I smiled and shook my head, pretending to be happy for the compliment, although inside I was crawling into a hole. Why must he like me so much! Gordo slid into the chair next to Miranda, just saying "hi" to her, nothing romantic at all. I brightened. That meant he didn't like her that much. But of course that meant that Mark really liked me, which wasn't good at all.
"So Lizzie, can I come over to your house after school? Then we can get your mom to drive us to the mall." Since my birthday is in January*, I have my learners permit, but Miranda's is in June*, so she has already gotten her drivers lisence.
"Yeah sure. I'll get my mom to let me drive and have her sit in the passenger seat though." I said, looking over at Miranda. Miranda rolled her eyes. I had become obsessed with driving and I wanted to show everyone how good of a driver I was.
Mark looked at Gordo and raised his eyebrows. "Our girlfriends are going some where without us! This isn't good!" Then he looked at me. "Can we come too?"
Miranda and I rolled our eyes. "Of course not! We're going to shop for dresses for Homecoming! If you came with us then it would ruin the surprise of seeing what we are going to wear! That wouldn't be good would it?" I said, reasoning with my boyfriend.
"The girl's got a point Mark. You don't want to know what Lizzie is wearing to the dance! The whole point is wondering what she's going to wear. Anyway, I know from experience, shopping with these two is not fun. They spend hours in one store, decide there's isn't anything in there that they like, go to another, decide the same thing for that one, and on and on and on. Trust me, you don't want to go with them." Gordo said, and Miranda and I just rolled our eyes. The bell rang for the end of lunch and we walked to our classes. The rest of the day passed by surprisingly fast, and soon Miranda and I were walking home from the bus stop to my house. Miranda was gushing about Gordo as usual, so I tuned out and thought about what to do to about my "situation". I liked Gordo. Miranda was going out with Gordo. I was pretty sure that Mark and Miranda would make a good couple, but Mark obviously liked me. Who knew who Gordo liked? He didn't seem that interested in Miranda... We arrived at my house. My mom agreed to driving us to the mall, and she even let me drive! Miranda and I looked in a couple of small shops, not really finding what we wanted. Miranda pulled me into this one boutique and tried on a tight, red, one shouldered dress that tied at the shoulder and had strings hanging down from the shoulder. It looked really good on her because it contrasted with her dark hair. All we had to do was find a dress for me. We went into Hechts and I found a short, periwinkle, tube dress that was made of a sparkly material. Miranda said it was perfect for me. I felt far from perfect on the inside though.
*I'm not sure when the characters from Lizzie McGuire's birthdays are so I'm making them up. If anybody knows can they review and tell me?
~ This was really short and I'm sorry! I promise to make it longer next time! Don't forget to review!~
Chapter 7- Far from perfect "Lizzie. Hey Lizzie! Earth to Lizzie!" Miranda exclaimed into my ear at lunch. "What's wrong with you girl? You're totally spacing out!"
"Huh? What did you say?" I said, a little dazed, as Miranda had just snapped me out of my daydreams of, not Mark, but Gordo, of course.
"Well I was going to ask you if you wanted to go to the mall this afternoon to look for dresses for Homecoming, as now we both have dates." She said, and at the word "dates" her eyes lit up and she sighed dreamily. "Can you believe it Lizzie? I'm finally going out with Gordo! I think subconsciously I've always liked him. Don't you think that we're just the perfect couple? And you and Mark, well you two are perfect for eachother." I nodded absentmindedly, and my thoughts drifted off as she droned on and on about how perfect Gordo and she were for each other. Personally, I knew that they were awful for each other. I really couldn't see them together. I knew that Gordo and I were perfect for each other, but I couldn't say anything because Miranda was my best friend, and she deserves to be happy. And if she thought she was happy with Gordo, there was nothing I could say that would change her mind. Even if I did tell her that I liked Gordo too, that wouldn't even change her mind.
Mark came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me in greeting. While doing so he whispered into my ear, "Hey gorgeous, is anyone sitting there?" I smiled and shook my head, pretending to be happy for the compliment, although inside I was crawling into a hole. Why must he like me so much! Gordo slid into the chair next to Miranda, just saying "hi" to her, nothing romantic at all. I brightened. That meant he didn't like her that much. But of course that meant that Mark really liked me, which wasn't good at all.
"So Lizzie, can I come over to your house after school? Then we can get your mom to drive us to the mall." Since my birthday is in January*, I have my learners permit, but Miranda's is in June*, so she has already gotten her drivers lisence.
"Yeah sure. I'll get my mom to let me drive and have her sit in the passenger seat though." I said, looking over at Miranda. Miranda rolled her eyes. I had become obsessed with driving and I wanted to show everyone how good of a driver I was.
Mark looked at Gordo and raised his eyebrows. "Our girlfriends are going some where without us! This isn't good!" Then he looked at me. "Can we come too?"
Miranda and I rolled our eyes. "Of course not! We're going to shop for dresses for Homecoming! If you came with us then it would ruin the surprise of seeing what we are going to wear! That wouldn't be good would it?" I said, reasoning with my boyfriend.
"The girl's got a point Mark. You don't want to know what Lizzie is wearing to the dance! The whole point is wondering what she's going to wear. Anyway, I know from experience, shopping with these two is not fun. They spend hours in one store, decide there's isn't anything in there that they like, go to another, decide the same thing for that one, and on and on and on. Trust me, you don't want to go with them." Gordo said, and Miranda and I just rolled our eyes. The bell rang for the end of lunch and we walked to our classes. The rest of the day passed by surprisingly fast, and soon Miranda and I were walking home from the bus stop to my house. Miranda was gushing about Gordo as usual, so I tuned out and thought about what to do to about my "situation". I liked Gordo. Miranda was going out with Gordo. I was pretty sure that Mark and Miranda would make a good couple, but Mark obviously liked me. Who knew who Gordo liked? He didn't seem that interested in Miranda... We arrived at my house. My mom agreed to driving us to the mall, and she even let me drive! Miranda and I looked in a couple of small shops, not really finding what we wanted. Miranda pulled me into this one boutique and tried on a tight, red, one shouldered dress that tied at the shoulder and had strings hanging down from the shoulder. It looked really good on her because it contrasted with her dark hair. All we had to do was find a dress for me. We went into Hechts and I found a short, periwinkle, tube dress that was made of a sparkly material. Miranda said it was perfect for me. I felt far from perfect on the inside though.
*I'm not sure when the characters from Lizzie McGuire's birthdays are so I'm making them up. If anybody knows can they review and tell me?
~ This was really short and I'm sorry! I promise to make it longer next time! Don't forget to review!~