I know you want to kill me for not telling you what Lizzie said, but you have to understand what she says before she says it. Don't bother asking me in reviews what she is going to say, because- 1) I'm not going to tell you. and 2) I don't even know what she is going to say yet! I'll kepp you posted on if I know or not. Now- no. For the gillionth time, I don't own Lizzie McGuire. I am in the process of purchasing Adam Lamberg to be my personal slave. Yes, I have an evil plan to steal him from Ren-Mar studios, and to not hand him over until they pay me a large sum of money!Oh, and I got a review complaining about Lizzie forgiving Gordo too fast. I know, I did it on purpose, your comments will come to bite you in the butt when you understand!
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Chapter 7 : Looking Through Our Boxes
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(Lizzie)
Gordo and I had planned to open our memory boxes from seventh grade on July 19 after we graduated. We stuffed a few articles in a shoe box, and wrote notes to ourselves. (A/N that is what I plan to do when I have to graduate in four years. Oops, I'm interrupting) Well, on July 19, Gordo came over to my house, and we opened our boxes together. Gordo had a shoebox containing a video tape, a pen I had given him, and Mr. Stuffms- a toy from the past.
"So, that's where you stuffed Stuffms!" I said in fake shock.
"Funny, real funny. I forgot what I wrote in the note though," he said.
" Well, how are you supposed to remember what you wanted to tell yourself six years ago?"
"Point made," he said as he picked up the yellowy, crinkled piece of looseleaf paper.
"Hey to me,
I hope you are rading this with Lizzie, because if you aren't, you probably aren't friends anymore. Also, what is the point of saying "Best Friends Forever" if you don't stay friends forever? Well I guess you are still in love with Lizzie. If you haven't gone out with her yet, you are probably still a wuss, like me. Your qualities at this time are, handsome, photogenic, and nowhere close to getting any girl to go out with me. Well, I did go out with Brooke Baker- when I didn't love Lizzie. Well, anyway, stay with your directing passion, and always remember who you are.
~Gordo"
"You were pretty wise for a 13 year old."
"Oh yeah, handsome, photogenic- Bull shit," he said.
"My turn," I said as I picked up my box. It was my first pair of sketchers box decorated with dead flowers and an odd variety of things. Inside my box was a picture of Gordo, Miranda,and myself, my little pig(that only appears in like two episodes), and twenty dollars.
"You gave yourself money?" asked Gordo.
"Of course. When I was thirteen, I knew I would be broke when I opened this box." I took out a pink sheet of paper that had "2 Lizzie 4m Lizzie Luv YA!" all over it. I opened it, and it said:
" Hey gurli,
Have you finally taken Kate off the social ladder? OMG you better have. Anywayz, has Gordo asked you out? If he hasn't you better get him, because I think he likes you, me, whatever. You were a kind person. Yes, you dated the Tudge and lost at class prez, and were a complete loser for doing rythmic gymnastics, but you rocked. How's Miranda? Oh, has Gordo taken out Brooke again? Tip- don't try to pull the spy on him thing again! Didn't work now, it won't work in 07. For future reference, remember if ppl put u down, tell them Aaron Carter kissed you!
Much luv,
Yourself from seventh grade!"
"Lizzie, you were a freak!" said Gordo.
"No kidding. I was obsessive!"
"Obviously. But, that is what I love about you, Lizzie," he said as he put his arm around my waist. I stood up.
"Gordo, um, I have to finish making a list of things to pack, and I'd like to do it by myself, if you don't mind," I said, hinting.
"Sure, do what you want, I'll swing by later. Bye McGuire," he said as he left. He gave my hand an affectionate squeeze and went out the door. When the door shut, I collapsed on the couch, and thought "I still don't trust him." I banged my head on the couch, and then took a nap.
When I woke up, Matt was hovering over me.
"Matt, what is it?" I yawned.
"Lizzie, you have a visitor," he said as he pointed toward the door. In the doorway was standing a tan ,red-headed girl that I barely recognized.I stood up, looked at her closely, and figured out who it was.
"No way," I said.
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I'm testin your IQ's. Do you know who the strange tan visitor is?? You should!!! If you don't, you need psychiatric help. Oh ya, you people who thought Lizzie trusted Gordo right off the bat, you were wrong! HA HA Ha!
E-mail for you:
Well, since you are helping in everyway possible, you get to know a few stupid facts that have nothing to do with anything:
miranda is the visitor
she splits up g/l (that is what lizzie will end up saying in the wedding- I haven't worded it yet though)
i'm not telling you the direct ending, but it's heart-wrenching, sad, and everyone at ff.net will want to kill me!
*****
Chapter 7 : Looking Through Our Boxes
*****
(Lizzie)
Gordo and I had planned to open our memory boxes from seventh grade on July 19 after we graduated. We stuffed a few articles in a shoe box, and wrote notes to ourselves. (A/N that is what I plan to do when I have to graduate in four years. Oops, I'm interrupting) Well, on July 19, Gordo came over to my house, and we opened our boxes together. Gordo had a shoebox containing a video tape, a pen I had given him, and Mr. Stuffms- a toy from the past.
"So, that's where you stuffed Stuffms!" I said in fake shock.
"Funny, real funny. I forgot what I wrote in the note though," he said.
" Well, how are you supposed to remember what you wanted to tell yourself six years ago?"
"Point made," he said as he picked up the yellowy, crinkled piece of looseleaf paper.
"Hey to me,
I hope you are rading this with Lizzie, because if you aren't, you probably aren't friends anymore. Also, what is the point of saying "Best Friends Forever" if you don't stay friends forever? Well I guess you are still in love with Lizzie. If you haven't gone out with her yet, you are probably still a wuss, like me. Your qualities at this time are, handsome, photogenic, and nowhere close to getting any girl to go out with me. Well, I did go out with Brooke Baker- when I didn't love Lizzie. Well, anyway, stay with your directing passion, and always remember who you are.
~Gordo"
"You were pretty wise for a 13 year old."
"Oh yeah, handsome, photogenic- Bull shit," he said.
"My turn," I said as I picked up my box. It was my first pair of sketchers box decorated with dead flowers and an odd variety of things. Inside my box was a picture of Gordo, Miranda,and myself, my little pig(that only appears in like two episodes), and twenty dollars.
"You gave yourself money?" asked Gordo.
"Of course. When I was thirteen, I knew I would be broke when I opened this box." I took out a pink sheet of paper that had "2 Lizzie 4m Lizzie Luv YA!" all over it. I opened it, and it said:
" Hey gurli,
Have you finally taken Kate off the social ladder? OMG you better have. Anywayz, has Gordo asked you out? If he hasn't you better get him, because I think he likes you, me, whatever. You were a kind person. Yes, you dated the Tudge and lost at class prez, and were a complete loser for doing rythmic gymnastics, but you rocked. How's Miranda? Oh, has Gordo taken out Brooke again? Tip- don't try to pull the spy on him thing again! Didn't work now, it won't work in 07. For future reference, remember if ppl put u down, tell them Aaron Carter kissed you!
Much luv,
Yourself from seventh grade!"
"Lizzie, you were a freak!" said Gordo.
"No kidding. I was obsessive!"
"Obviously. But, that is what I love about you, Lizzie," he said as he put his arm around my waist. I stood up.
"Gordo, um, I have to finish making a list of things to pack, and I'd like to do it by myself, if you don't mind," I said, hinting.
"Sure, do what you want, I'll swing by later. Bye McGuire," he said as he left. He gave my hand an affectionate squeeze and went out the door. When the door shut, I collapsed on the couch, and thought "I still don't trust him." I banged my head on the couch, and then took a nap.
When I woke up, Matt was hovering over me.
"Matt, what is it?" I yawned.
"Lizzie, you have a visitor," he said as he pointed toward the door. In the doorway was standing a tan ,red-headed girl that I barely recognized.I stood up, looked at her closely, and figured out who it was.
"No way," I said.
*****
I'm testin your IQ's. Do you know who the strange tan visitor is?? You should!!! If you don't, you need psychiatric help. Oh ya, you people who thought Lizzie trusted Gordo right off the bat, you were wrong! HA HA Ha!
E-mail for you:
Well, since you are helping in everyway possible, you get to know a few stupid facts that have nothing to do with anything:
miranda is the visitor
she splits up g/l (that is what lizzie will end up saying in the wedding- I haven't worded it yet though)
i'm not telling you the direct ending, but it's heart-wrenching, sad, and everyone at ff.net will want to kill me!
