Disclaimer: I STILL don't own Lizzie McGuire. Oh well.
The New Girl
Chapter 3
Lizzie looked shocked. "Mr. Dig?! What are you doing here?"
Mr. Dig walked over to the board and wrote his name on it. "Your old teacher will be out for a few weeks. I am going to be your teacher until then."
The class cheered. "Now, everybody take your seats, and we'll begin." Everybody sat down, and paid attention, when there was a knock on the classroom door. Mr. Dig walked over to it, and opened it up. Out before them walked in a beautiful, 5'6 girl with red hair and blue eyes. Gordo was shocked, and it wasn't till Lizzie talked did he snap out of it.
"Gordo! That's Chelsea!" Lizzie said, and waved at her. She slowly started to walk over to them.
"Hi." She said. "Whoa.Lizzie? Is that really you? We haven't seen each other in, how long has it been? 4 years?"
Lizzie invited her into the seat next to her. She nudged Gordo. "Um.when did you get back?" 'Real smooth Gordo, real smooth.'
"Yesterday. Can you believe it? After 4 years, mom FINALLY decided that she misses it here. 4 years. But I'm glad to be back. So how have you been Lizzie? Gordo?" Chelsea said, flipping back her wavy red hair. Gordo was still at shock that she was the same girl he used to chase and who used to wrestle with him. He and Chelsea had been more close than Lizzie and him. Not too much more, but more. They were born on the same day in the same hospital.
"Yeah, amazing." He said, smiling. "So, how was Washington? I heard it gets really rainy there."
"Yeah, pretty rainy. Not too bad though." She said, smiling and pulling out her binder.
"If you don't mind, you three, I would like to teach this class." Mr. Dig said smiling. It was hard for him to get mad at students too much.
"Sorry Mr. Dig." The three said together. They spent the rest of the period writing notes back and forth, and completely lost track of what Mr. Dig was saying. They left the class without a clue but still happy.
Later, while they were at lunch, they were still talking, and catching up with each other.
"So, what have you guys been up to since I've been gone. Besides getting famous, Lizzie." Chelsea smirked.
"You heard about that?" She said, blushing.
"How could I have NOT heard about that?" She paused, and smiled. "I was in France for 3 weeks and we had tabloids delivered to where we were staying. My dad's still a tabloid junky. And when I saw your face, I freaked!"
"Oh really? That's cool." Lizzie said, smiling.
"So, Gordo, I really can't imagine you going through this school year without a girlfriend, so, who's the lucky girl?" Chelsea said flirtingly.
"Nah, I don't have one. I mean, I've had a few crushes, but no girlfriend." Gordo said, looking over at Lizzie.
"What about you, Lizzie. Surely you have a boyfriend." Said Chelsea, completely unaware of what Gordo did.
"Well, I did have a couple before, but they turned out to be complete jerks. So I don't have one now." Lizzie said sadly, looking down at her barely recognizable food.
"Now who do we have here, fair maidens? A new princess?" Larry Tudgeman said as he walked over to them. You could see the 'Ah' in his eyes as he looked at the beautiful red head. Gordo rolled his eyes and decided not to comment on the fact that he had been called a fair maiden.
"Hi Larry." Lizzie said with a smile. "Larry, this is Chelsea, Chelsea, this is Larry. Or, better known as the Tudge."
"Oh, hi." She said, looking up at a boy with a green and white striped shirt. He was smiling down at her, and she smiled back.
"Why don't you join us Larry." Lizzie suggested as she pointed down at the table. He gladly sat down, right next to Chelsea. She began talking again, but was rudely interrupted by none other than Kate Sanders (A/N: Saunders? Not quite sure.).
"Well, well. It seems there is a new member to the Loser gang." She was in her usual snobby mood and in a new cheerleading outfit.
"Kate?" Chelsea said, trying to recognize her once best friend. "That can't be you."
"Uh, YEAH my name's Kate. You'd best remember that. Because it'll be in lights someday." She said, just about to storm off.
But before she did, Chelsea called out: "That's not a very nice way to treat one of your best friends, especially when she knows you used to sleep with a very ugly looking doll when you were younger." Kate stopped dead in her tracks.
"How did you know that?" Kate said, slightly nervous.
"Uh, HELLO?! Am I THAT unrecognizable? I mean, Lizzie and Gordo recognized me immediately. You of all people I thought would.."
"Chelsea?!"
"Duh" She said back, in the same sarcastic tone that Kate had used before.
"When did you get back?" She was getting a bit happier, but then she quickly stopped. "AND, WHY are you hanging around THESE LOSERS?"
"These LOSERS that you speak of happen to be your former best friends. What the hell happened to you?" Chelsea had a frown on her face. This was certainly not the girl she remembered having sleep-overs with.
"Let's just say, I matured." At that, Lizzie choked on her drink as she laughed. Kate got up and stormed off over to her cheerleading friends, who welcomed her with a swich of their hair.
"What a bitch. I can't believe she changed so much." She looked over at the clock. "Well, we better go. Gordo I think you and I have Theater next together. What do you have, Lizzie?"
"P.E. with that mean guy Mr. Schenk. I heard he's a real jerk and sexist." She rolled her eyes and stood up, waving goodbye to them. As Chelsea and Gordo started getting up, there legs got caught together and they both fell, Gordo on top of Chelsea. Chelsea blushed a bit and waited for him to get off. He looked down into her eyes and found that he could easily get lost in them. Then, she was raising her head up to him slowly, and he felt himself lean in more. And before he knew it, she-----
A/N: Yay! A GOOD cliffhanger, I hope! Sorry it's been so long since I have updated this. I just have been wrapped up in a bunch of other things plus I am writing a new story. So, please review my story! I don't care if you absolutely hated it. Tell me why in your review! I will accept any and all criticism.
The New Girl
Chapter 3
Lizzie looked shocked. "Mr. Dig?! What are you doing here?"
Mr. Dig walked over to the board and wrote his name on it. "Your old teacher will be out for a few weeks. I am going to be your teacher until then."
The class cheered. "Now, everybody take your seats, and we'll begin." Everybody sat down, and paid attention, when there was a knock on the classroom door. Mr. Dig walked over to it, and opened it up. Out before them walked in a beautiful, 5'6 girl with red hair and blue eyes. Gordo was shocked, and it wasn't till Lizzie talked did he snap out of it.
"Gordo! That's Chelsea!" Lizzie said, and waved at her. She slowly started to walk over to them.
"Hi." She said. "Whoa.Lizzie? Is that really you? We haven't seen each other in, how long has it been? 4 years?"
Lizzie invited her into the seat next to her. She nudged Gordo. "Um.when did you get back?" 'Real smooth Gordo, real smooth.'
"Yesterday. Can you believe it? After 4 years, mom FINALLY decided that she misses it here. 4 years. But I'm glad to be back. So how have you been Lizzie? Gordo?" Chelsea said, flipping back her wavy red hair. Gordo was still at shock that she was the same girl he used to chase and who used to wrestle with him. He and Chelsea had been more close than Lizzie and him. Not too much more, but more. They were born on the same day in the same hospital.
"Yeah, amazing." He said, smiling. "So, how was Washington? I heard it gets really rainy there."
"Yeah, pretty rainy. Not too bad though." She said, smiling and pulling out her binder.
"If you don't mind, you three, I would like to teach this class." Mr. Dig said smiling. It was hard for him to get mad at students too much.
"Sorry Mr. Dig." The three said together. They spent the rest of the period writing notes back and forth, and completely lost track of what Mr. Dig was saying. They left the class without a clue but still happy.
Later, while they were at lunch, they were still talking, and catching up with each other.
"So, what have you guys been up to since I've been gone. Besides getting famous, Lizzie." Chelsea smirked.
"You heard about that?" She said, blushing.
"How could I have NOT heard about that?" She paused, and smiled. "I was in France for 3 weeks and we had tabloids delivered to where we were staying. My dad's still a tabloid junky. And when I saw your face, I freaked!"
"Oh really? That's cool." Lizzie said, smiling.
"So, Gordo, I really can't imagine you going through this school year without a girlfriend, so, who's the lucky girl?" Chelsea said flirtingly.
"Nah, I don't have one. I mean, I've had a few crushes, but no girlfriend." Gordo said, looking over at Lizzie.
"What about you, Lizzie. Surely you have a boyfriend." Said Chelsea, completely unaware of what Gordo did.
"Well, I did have a couple before, but they turned out to be complete jerks. So I don't have one now." Lizzie said sadly, looking down at her barely recognizable food.
"Now who do we have here, fair maidens? A new princess?" Larry Tudgeman said as he walked over to them. You could see the 'Ah' in his eyes as he looked at the beautiful red head. Gordo rolled his eyes and decided not to comment on the fact that he had been called a fair maiden.
"Hi Larry." Lizzie said with a smile. "Larry, this is Chelsea, Chelsea, this is Larry. Or, better known as the Tudge."
"Oh, hi." She said, looking up at a boy with a green and white striped shirt. He was smiling down at her, and she smiled back.
"Why don't you join us Larry." Lizzie suggested as she pointed down at the table. He gladly sat down, right next to Chelsea. She began talking again, but was rudely interrupted by none other than Kate Sanders (A/N: Saunders? Not quite sure.).
"Well, well. It seems there is a new member to the Loser gang." She was in her usual snobby mood and in a new cheerleading outfit.
"Kate?" Chelsea said, trying to recognize her once best friend. "That can't be you."
"Uh, YEAH my name's Kate. You'd best remember that. Because it'll be in lights someday." She said, just about to storm off.
But before she did, Chelsea called out: "That's not a very nice way to treat one of your best friends, especially when she knows you used to sleep with a very ugly looking doll when you were younger." Kate stopped dead in her tracks.
"How did you know that?" Kate said, slightly nervous.
"Uh, HELLO?! Am I THAT unrecognizable? I mean, Lizzie and Gordo recognized me immediately. You of all people I thought would.."
"Chelsea?!"
"Duh" She said back, in the same sarcastic tone that Kate had used before.
"When did you get back?" She was getting a bit happier, but then she quickly stopped. "AND, WHY are you hanging around THESE LOSERS?"
"These LOSERS that you speak of happen to be your former best friends. What the hell happened to you?" Chelsea had a frown on her face. This was certainly not the girl she remembered having sleep-overs with.
"Let's just say, I matured." At that, Lizzie choked on her drink as she laughed. Kate got up and stormed off over to her cheerleading friends, who welcomed her with a swich of their hair.
"What a bitch. I can't believe she changed so much." She looked over at the clock. "Well, we better go. Gordo I think you and I have Theater next together. What do you have, Lizzie?"
"P.E. with that mean guy Mr. Schenk. I heard he's a real jerk and sexist." She rolled her eyes and stood up, waving goodbye to them. As Chelsea and Gordo started getting up, there legs got caught together and they both fell, Gordo on top of Chelsea. Chelsea blushed a bit and waited for him to get off. He looked down into her eyes and found that he could easily get lost in them. Then, she was raising her head up to him slowly, and he felt himself lean in more. And before he knew it, she-----
A/N: Yay! A GOOD cliffhanger, I hope! Sorry it's been so long since I have updated this. I just have been wrapped up in a bunch of other things plus I am writing a new story. So, please review my story! I don't care if you absolutely hated it. Tell me why in your review! I will accept any and all criticism.