Ok. I'm going to do something way amazing today. I'm putting up THREE WHOLE
CHAPTERS........AT ONCE. You can thank my by reviewing or you can tell me
that I have no life. The choice is yours. Just review. BTW Thanx to all of
you who did. Y'all sure do know how to make a girl feel special. I really
do try to capture the essence of each person and I absolutely cringe when I
think they're going out of character. Oh and to May Oak. Yeah English is my
first language. We do have a lot of Venezuelans in the country though
because we're so close so you will hear a spattering of Spanish but
basically the average Trini will go 'huh?" if you speak to them in anything
else but English.
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"That was a killer Math test. I can't believe that Mr. Wilson would actually do something that evil to us." Lizzie cringed at the memory of all the blank spaces she had left on the white piece of paper. It was the day after they had arrived back from San Francisco.
"I know but thank God it kept his mind off the homework. Remember we didn't do it." Miranda had better memories of the test as Larry had given her a crash course on trigs. just that morning when they arrived at school. She smiled at him and winked as he squeezed her hand under the table. It was now lunch and she thought more about the food than any of her classes. She had to start bringing her own lunch to school. It was so unfair that freshmen weren't allowed off the compound like all the other grades to buy lunch. She stared dolefully at what the cafeteria lady considered to be macaroni and cheese. This used to be her favorite food. Quote the raven Nevermore!
"Speak for yourself sweetheart. I did all my homework BEFORE we got to San Francisco. I know that once I was there I would always find an excuse not to do it."
"You Judas. You could have told me I would have done mine then too instead of playing Grand Theft Auto: Vice City whole night." Miranda had no regrets though. She did beat the mission that she was on for three whole weeks in that marathon session.
"Next time you should-" Lizzie's response was cut off by the contemptuous voice of Claire.
"Well well well. If it isn't the citizens of Loserville, USA."
"You mean that that we go to school in Loserville? I thought that we were still in Hillridge. Coo-ool. So does that mean that you're in Loserville too Claire? " Ethan would not have been Ethan if he had not inserted his insightful remark ever oblivious to the fact that the comment was meant to be degrading. Or was he as oblivious as they thought. Kate saw a strange glint of mischievousness in his eyes but he quickly masked it while Lizzie and Miranda stifled a giggle.
Claire just rolled her eyes and wondered once more like the rest of the female population of Hillridge just how something that gorgeous could be that dumb. "So I know that you guys have heard by now that I am in charge of the entertainment for the Autumn Dance and Andie is in charge of decorations and refreshments."
"ANDIE!?" Both Lizzie and Kate exclaimed. She couldn't be talking about the same Andie that followed them both around and imitated them the year before.
"Yeah, haven't you heard? She skipped a year and I agreed to mentor her so she's hanging out with me now."
"Good luck to her she's going to suffer." Gordo mumbled under his breath. Obviously he was still too loud.
"She's a whole lot smarter than YOU David Gor- dork. She's going to stay in high school for more than a lousy day! Oh and for you two losers." Her eyes shot daggers at Lizzie and Kate. "We are going to plan this dance a whole lot better than the stupid on you two did last year that NO ONE came to. My cousin Jillian is the manager of this HUGE recording studio in San Francisco and she told me that this super hot girl group that wasn't even released yet named SESOR actually BEGGED her to let them come out at this dance."
Everyone's head snapped up to look at her astonished. Miranda started coughing violently. She had just taken a swig for her can of Coke as Claire spoke. She tried to put the can down but it missed the table and fell unto the floor. She hastily muttered something about mopping it up between coughs and ran towards the cafeteria door her shoulders shaking with barely controlled laughter. As burst through the door a hyena pitched cackle was heard in the hallway followed by the "oooook" look on the faces of the people entering the cafeteria.
Claire looked around confused but soon decided to ignore their reaction and flounced away feeling satisfied with what she thought was her victory over Kate for their destroyed friendship and Lizzie for stealing her away. She had no idea that Lizzie and Miranda were SESOR. Neither did the rest of the school. Only the people at that table knew. They had decided to keep it a secret till their release. It occurred to them that they would be able to deal better with the reaction of their peers if they were well adjusted to their new school environment instead of having to juggle them both at the same time. As it was everyone thought that they had the week off every month because they were doing a documentary on their experiences during the summer. They had no idea that they were continuing their musical careers.
After a little while Miranda returned but curiously without a mop. Lizzie questioned her about it. Miranda simply rolled her eyes. "Lizzie you KNOW I didn't leave because of that. I did get some tissue from the bathroom though." She replied holding up a huge wad of paper.
"My gosh Miranda did you leave any on the roll?" Lizzie replied laughing. The spill was only a tiny one and Miranda had enough tissue paper to make a tablecloth for the table in her hand.
"Was there even anyone named Jillian at the studio Lizzie? She obviously couldn't be talking about Brian." Brian was the REAL manager of the studio.
"I don't think so.... Wait! Yeah. The girl behind the receptionist's desk in the lobby. I think I heard Brian call her Jillian once." When the extent of Claire's lie hit them they erupted in laughter banging on the table in the process. Claire really did have a healthy imagination.
"It would be nice to perform at the dance though." Miranda had a thoughtful look on her face.
"I know. I was thinking the same thing." Lizzie replied "But the album isn't done yet what song would we sing?"
"Way ahead of you. We could do the songs that we were working on but were too afraid to show to the writers. Gordo can videotape the performance." She said glancing over at him. He was nodding in agreement. Good. " If the company likes it we can add them to the album. If not we don't end up with a copyright lawsuit. Only we don't tell anyone we're doing it but just run up on stage on the night of the dance. That way Claire has to eat her words and we get to have fun!"
"I like the way you think Sanchez." Lizzie was ecstatic. It was a great idea what could possibly go wrong?
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"That was a killer Math test. I can't believe that Mr. Wilson would actually do something that evil to us." Lizzie cringed at the memory of all the blank spaces she had left on the white piece of paper. It was the day after they had arrived back from San Francisco.
"I know but thank God it kept his mind off the homework. Remember we didn't do it." Miranda had better memories of the test as Larry had given her a crash course on trigs. just that morning when they arrived at school. She smiled at him and winked as he squeezed her hand under the table. It was now lunch and she thought more about the food than any of her classes. She had to start bringing her own lunch to school. It was so unfair that freshmen weren't allowed off the compound like all the other grades to buy lunch. She stared dolefully at what the cafeteria lady considered to be macaroni and cheese. This used to be her favorite food. Quote the raven Nevermore!
"Speak for yourself sweetheart. I did all my homework BEFORE we got to San Francisco. I know that once I was there I would always find an excuse not to do it."
"You Judas. You could have told me I would have done mine then too instead of playing Grand Theft Auto: Vice City whole night." Miranda had no regrets though. She did beat the mission that she was on for three whole weeks in that marathon session.
"Next time you should-" Lizzie's response was cut off by the contemptuous voice of Claire.
"Well well well. If it isn't the citizens of Loserville, USA."
"You mean that that we go to school in Loserville? I thought that we were still in Hillridge. Coo-ool. So does that mean that you're in Loserville too Claire? " Ethan would not have been Ethan if he had not inserted his insightful remark ever oblivious to the fact that the comment was meant to be degrading. Or was he as oblivious as they thought. Kate saw a strange glint of mischievousness in his eyes but he quickly masked it while Lizzie and Miranda stifled a giggle.
Claire just rolled her eyes and wondered once more like the rest of the female population of Hillridge just how something that gorgeous could be that dumb. "So I know that you guys have heard by now that I am in charge of the entertainment for the Autumn Dance and Andie is in charge of decorations and refreshments."
"ANDIE!?" Both Lizzie and Kate exclaimed. She couldn't be talking about the same Andie that followed them both around and imitated them the year before.
"Yeah, haven't you heard? She skipped a year and I agreed to mentor her so she's hanging out with me now."
"Good luck to her she's going to suffer." Gordo mumbled under his breath. Obviously he was still too loud.
"She's a whole lot smarter than YOU David Gor- dork. She's going to stay in high school for more than a lousy day! Oh and for you two losers." Her eyes shot daggers at Lizzie and Kate. "We are going to plan this dance a whole lot better than the stupid on you two did last year that NO ONE came to. My cousin Jillian is the manager of this HUGE recording studio in San Francisco and she told me that this super hot girl group that wasn't even released yet named SESOR actually BEGGED her to let them come out at this dance."
Everyone's head snapped up to look at her astonished. Miranda started coughing violently. She had just taken a swig for her can of Coke as Claire spoke. She tried to put the can down but it missed the table and fell unto the floor. She hastily muttered something about mopping it up between coughs and ran towards the cafeteria door her shoulders shaking with barely controlled laughter. As burst through the door a hyena pitched cackle was heard in the hallway followed by the "oooook" look on the faces of the people entering the cafeteria.
Claire looked around confused but soon decided to ignore their reaction and flounced away feeling satisfied with what she thought was her victory over Kate for their destroyed friendship and Lizzie for stealing her away. She had no idea that Lizzie and Miranda were SESOR. Neither did the rest of the school. Only the people at that table knew. They had decided to keep it a secret till their release. It occurred to them that they would be able to deal better with the reaction of their peers if they were well adjusted to their new school environment instead of having to juggle them both at the same time. As it was everyone thought that they had the week off every month because they were doing a documentary on their experiences during the summer. They had no idea that they were continuing their musical careers.
After a little while Miranda returned but curiously without a mop. Lizzie questioned her about it. Miranda simply rolled her eyes. "Lizzie you KNOW I didn't leave because of that. I did get some tissue from the bathroom though." She replied holding up a huge wad of paper.
"My gosh Miranda did you leave any on the roll?" Lizzie replied laughing. The spill was only a tiny one and Miranda had enough tissue paper to make a tablecloth for the table in her hand.
"Was there even anyone named Jillian at the studio Lizzie? She obviously couldn't be talking about Brian." Brian was the REAL manager of the studio.
"I don't think so.... Wait! Yeah. The girl behind the receptionist's desk in the lobby. I think I heard Brian call her Jillian once." When the extent of Claire's lie hit them they erupted in laughter banging on the table in the process. Claire really did have a healthy imagination.
"It would be nice to perform at the dance though." Miranda had a thoughtful look on her face.
"I know. I was thinking the same thing." Lizzie replied "But the album isn't done yet what song would we sing?"
"Way ahead of you. We could do the songs that we were working on but were too afraid to show to the writers. Gordo can videotape the performance." She said glancing over at him. He was nodding in agreement. Good. " If the company likes it we can add them to the album. If not we don't end up with a copyright lawsuit. Only we don't tell anyone we're doing it but just run up on stage on the night of the dance. That way Claire has to eat her words and we get to have fun!"
"I like the way you think Sanchez." Lizzie was ecstatic. It was a great idea what could possibly go wrong?
