Matt looked up at his sister.
"Well Matt? What is it?"
He sighed, and then responded.
"Well.it's Melina. I-"
Lizzie didn't give him time to finish, she simply put her finger over Matt's lips. She must know exactly what Matt was gonna say. Sure enough, she did.
"Sure Matt, I'll help you with Melina. But you have to promise not to let Mom know about me and Gordo.At least, not yet."
Matt nodded his head, and Lizzie gave him a peck on the forehead. He immediately flailed his arms around, and rubbed is forehead.
"Eww! A kiss from my sister!"
He ran into his room and put the radio on his dresser.
The next day, Matt lied on a hammock outside, when suddenly Lizzie came running out into the yard, and smacked him on the head.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"Because of your stupid video tape!"
"Um, uh, video tape?"
"Yeah! They showed me the tape, and whose name was on it? None other than Matt. Now, I'm grounded for a week!"
"But I didn't show them-"
Lizzie turned around, and huffed up to her room. Matt sat there for a second, pondering the situation. How did they find the tape? He lost the tape! Either way though, he couldn't figure out why his parents would ground her for holding Gordo's hand. They liked Gordo. They trusted Gordo. This just didn't make sense to Matt. Looks like he had to do some investigating.
As he walked into the house, he saw his parents standing in front of him, there arms crossed.
"Don't think that you're getting off easy young man." Said Mrs. McGuire.
"Yeah. You are in trouble for invading Lizzie's privacy like that." Said Mr. McGuire.
"What? But mom, you can't-"
"One week. Same as Lizzie. Now, go up to your room."
Matt trudged upstairs. How was he supposed to figure all of this out now? Being grounded wasn't going to help him. He began to walk to his room, but stopped by Lizzie's door. He put his ear up to it, and heard her muffled voice from inside. He couldn't get very much of what she was saying, but he know that Lizzie was on the phone. But was she talking to Gordo or Miranda?
The next morning, Matt woke up before his parents, as he usually did. He tiptoed downstairs, with camera in hand, and made his way to the door. Inches away from the door, it suddenly flew open, and slammed into Matt's face. He fell back wards with a loud 'thump'!
"What the? Matt!"
Lizzie bent down to see if he was all right. Matt saw two Lizzies in front of him. This scared him for a second, then they became one, and Matt slowly regained his composer. He felt his nose. No blood, but boy, did it hurt. He looked up at Lizzie.
"WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR??" He yelled.
"Shh! Matt don't yell! You'll wake mom and dad!"
"Where were you anyway?"
"I was with Gordo. Look, please don't tell mom or dad."
"I won't tell them, if you don't tell them that I left."
"But you didn't-"
Before Lizzie could finish, Matt walked out the door. That should be enough info for her.
Matt walked to the digital bean, in the hopes to find his tape. He scoured the small café, but to no avail. His tape wasn't there. Suddenly something struck him.
"Duh! Mom and dad saw the tape! Why would it be here?"
Matt felt completely stupid for coming down here for nothing. Suddenly, as he walked out of the café, he heard voices coming from his pockets. He pulled out his radio and listened.
"So during that dance. That's when we will pull it off?"
"Yeah!"
"Hey, what is this thing?"
Again Matt heard a loud crackly noise, and then silence. What is happening at the dance? There was a dance a little bit before school in the next few days, and practically all of Lizzie's classmates would be going. Matt figured that their parents wouldn't make her stay home from that during the grounding, but now he had to know what exactly was happening at the dance.
Detective Matt was on the case. Only a few days until the dance, he had to find out what exactly was happening. The voices he heard were not high school kids. He could tell. The people he heard in the radio had to be a little over twenty. He didn't know what it was, but that short conversation, just itched him the wrong way.
He ran home, and snuck back up to his room. Whew. His parents didn't catch him. He was going to figure out what was going on. Not really for his own curiosity, as much as it was for the inkling of caring he had for his sister. If something bad was going to happen at the dance, he had to find out what it was, so nothing would happen to Lizzie. He lied on his bed, thinking about how he was going to accomplish his goal.
END OF CHAPTER 2. PLEASE REVIEW! IF YOU DON'T, MONKEYS WILL FLY OUT OF YOUR PANTS!
"Well Matt? What is it?"
He sighed, and then responded.
"Well.it's Melina. I-"
Lizzie didn't give him time to finish, she simply put her finger over Matt's lips. She must know exactly what Matt was gonna say. Sure enough, she did.
"Sure Matt, I'll help you with Melina. But you have to promise not to let Mom know about me and Gordo.At least, not yet."
Matt nodded his head, and Lizzie gave him a peck on the forehead. He immediately flailed his arms around, and rubbed is forehead.
"Eww! A kiss from my sister!"
He ran into his room and put the radio on his dresser.
The next day, Matt lied on a hammock outside, when suddenly Lizzie came running out into the yard, and smacked him on the head.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"Because of your stupid video tape!"
"Um, uh, video tape?"
"Yeah! They showed me the tape, and whose name was on it? None other than Matt. Now, I'm grounded for a week!"
"But I didn't show them-"
Lizzie turned around, and huffed up to her room. Matt sat there for a second, pondering the situation. How did they find the tape? He lost the tape! Either way though, he couldn't figure out why his parents would ground her for holding Gordo's hand. They liked Gordo. They trusted Gordo. This just didn't make sense to Matt. Looks like he had to do some investigating.
As he walked into the house, he saw his parents standing in front of him, there arms crossed.
"Don't think that you're getting off easy young man." Said Mrs. McGuire.
"Yeah. You are in trouble for invading Lizzie's privacy like that." Said Mr. McGuire.
"What? But mom, you can't-"
"One week. Same as Lizzie. Now, go up to your room."
Matt trudged upstairs. How was he supposed to figure all of this out now? Being grounded wasn't going to help him. He began to walk to his room, but stopped by Lizzie's door. He put his ear up to it, and heard her muffled voice from inside. He couldn't get very much of what she was saying, but he know that Lizzie was on the phone. But was she talking to Gordo or Miranda?
The next morning, Matt woke up before his parents, as he usually did. He tiptoed downstairs, with camera in hand, and made his way to the door. Inches away from the door, it suddenly flew open, and slammed into Matt's face. He fell back wards with a loud 'thump'!
"What the? Matt!"
Lizzie bent down to see if he was all right. Matt saw two Lizzies in front of him. This scared him for a second, then they became one, and Matt slowly regained his composer. He felt his nose. No blood, but boy, did it hurt. He looked up at Lizzie.
"WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR??" He yelled.
"Shh! Matt don't yell! You'll wake mom and dad!"
"Where were you anyway?"
"I was with Gordo. Look, please don't tell mom or dad."
"I won't tell them, if you don't tell them that I left."
"But you didn't-"
Before Lizzie could finish, Matt walked out the door. That should be enough info for her.
Matt walked to the digital bean, in the hopes to find his tape. He scoured the small café, but to no avail. His tape wasn't there. Suddenly something struck him.
"Duh! Mom and dad saw the tape! Why would it be here?"
Matt felt completely stupid for coming down here for nothing. Suddenly, as he walked out of the café, he heard voices coming from his pockets. He pulled out his radio and listened.
"So during that dance. That's when we will pull it off?"
"Yeah!"
"Hey, what is this thing?"
Again Matt heard a loud crackly noise, and then silence. What is happening at the dance? There was a dance a little bit before school in the next few days, and practically all of Lizzie's classmates would be going. Matt figured that their parents wouldn't make her stay home from that during the grounding, but now he had to know what exactly was happening at the dance.
Detective Matt was on the case. Only a few days until the dance, he had to find out what exactly was happening. The voices he heard were not high school kids. He could tell. The people he heard in the radio had to be a little over twenty. He didn't know what it was, but that short conversation, just itched him the wrong way.
He ran home, and snuck back up to his room. Whew. His parents didn't catch him. He was going to figure out what was going on. Not really for his own curiosity, as much as it was for the inkling of caring he had for his sister. If something bad was going to happen at the dance, he had to find out what it was, so nothing would happen to Lizzie. He lied on his bed, thinking about how he was going to accomplish his goal.
END OF CHAPTER 2. PLEASE REVIEW! IF YOU DON'T, MONKEYS WILL FLY OUT OF YOUR PANTS!
