Lizzie followed Claire into Mr. Digg's class. Only the person standing there wasn't Mr. Digg. "Good morning students." A harsh looking woman with a slicked backed bun perched on her head called. The kids took their seats. "Today, we will be discussing the life cycle of a monarch." The woman reported. Lizzie leaned over to Claire. "Um, Claire? What class is this, and who is that?" She asked. Claire stared back at her. "Um, Lizzie, this is science class and that's Miss Tate. Where have you been all year?" Claire replied. Lizzie just shook her head and leaned back into her seat. "Now can anybody tell me anything about the monarch?" Miss Tate asked, "How about you Mr. Gordon?" Gordo looked up at her. "That's easy, they fly!" He exclaimed. Miss Tate shook her head. "Go ahead Mr. Tudgemen." Larry proceeded to explain the life cycle of the monarch and the class tried to comprehend. After an excruciating hour the bell rang and Lizzie jumped up, desperate to leave. Gordo walked up to her. "Hey." He said. Lizzie nodded. "Hi." Claire walked up behind Lizzie and jabbed her. "Ask him out!" She hissed into Lizzie's ears. Lizzie sighed. "Gordo?" She asked. "Yeah?" "Would you like to go to the Winter Festival Dance with me?" Gordo shook his head. "No can do. Veruca already asked." He walked away. Claire sighed. "Stupid popular people! Don't worry, Gordo deserves Veruca." The girls walked out of the class. Larry met up with them. "Sorry about that." He told her. Lizzie stared at him. "Larry, it just happened. How did you know about it?" She asked. "Oh, Gordo told me." He replied. Lizzie just shook her head and walked to her locker. Ethan was standing there. "So, what's your answer?" He asked. "Um, sure." She replied. "Great, pick you up at 7:00." "Okay." Ethan grinned and walked off. "This is really going to hurt your social life." Claire told her as she passed to the next class.
Mr. Digg was in the room this time. Except it was supposed to be Mr. Escobar's room. Lizzie sat down. Mr. Digg looked different. His hair was slicked in a comb over, he had large rimmed glassed and was wearing a suit. "Hello Lizzie." He called as she walked into the room. "Hey Mr. Digg!" She called back, "Loving the new look!" She lied. He looked puzzled. Lizzie took a seat next to Miranda. "Um, what are you doing?" Miranda asked. "Sitting?" Lizzie replied. "That's Veruca's seat." Miranda informed. "Yeah, so?" Lizzie asked. "That means you can't sit here." Miranda replied. "Fine! I thought we were friends!" Lizzie shouted and went to find another seat. Miranda rolled her eyes and turned to talk to Gordo. "Lizzie! Lizzie!" She heard a small voice calling. She turned around. "There's a seat here." Kate pointed next to her. 'Kate? Being nice? Wow!' She thought to herself as she went to sit down. "Wow! You're the first person to actually sit by me. Except Ethan." She added. Lizzie just smiled. "Class, today we are discussing poetry." Mr. Digg reported and started writing a haiku on the board. Lizzie turned around. Ethan was starring at her. "Um Ethan?" She asked. He shook his head. "Yeah?" He asked. "Could you stop starring at me?" "Oh, sorry!" He blushed. The bell eventually rang and Lizzie went through the torture of three more classes. Finally it was lunch and Lizzie sat down at her usual table. "Hey!" Claire called as she plopped down across from Lizzie. "Hey." Lizzie replied. She reached into her lunch bag and found more cold pizza. "Want this?" She asked Claire. Claire shook her head. "No, I'm trying to look good for him." She pointed to a tall boy with wavy brown hair. "Who's that?" Lizzie asked. "Just the hottest guy since Gordo, Chris Thompson." Claire sighed. "Never heard of him." Lizzie replied. "Oh, well he's really hot, and he likes me! I think we're going to the Winter Festival Dance together." Claire beamed. Lizzie just starred down at her pizza. "So, do you think Larry will ask you?" A voice from behind Lizzie asked. Lizzie turned around. Veruca and Miranda were standing there. "What are you talking about?" Lizzie asked. "Well...it's so obvious Lizzie." Veruca stated. "What? What's so obvious?" Lizzie asked. Veruca glanced at Miranda. "That Larry likes you!" Veruca told her. "What? Larry! NO!" Lizzie shouted. Veruca just shrugged and walked away. Lizzie turned back around. Claire was twirling her hair and starring at the table. "What? What's wrong?" Lizzie asked her. "Um, Liz? Look to your left." Claire replied. Larry had thrown his lunch on the table and was stamping down the hall.
Okay, end of chapter two. I am almost done with Lanny Boy. Don't worry. Please review.
Mr. Digg was in the room this time. Except it was supposed to be Mr. Escobar's room. Lizzie sat down. Mr. Digg looked different. His hair was slicked in a comb over, he had large rimmed glassed and was wearing a suit. "Hello Lizzie." He called as she walked into the room. "Hey Mr. Digg!" She called back, "Loving the new look!" She lied. He looked puzzled. Lizzie took a seat next to Miranda. "Um, what are you doing?" Miranda asked. "Sitting?" Lizzie replied. "That's Veruca's seat." Miranda informed. "Yeah, so?" Lizzie asked. "That means you can't sit here." Miranda replied. "Fine! I thought we were friends!" Lizzie shouted and went to find another seat. Miranda rolled her eyes and turned to talk to Gordo. "Lizzie! Lizzie!" She heard a small voice calling. She turned around. "There's a seat here." Kate pointed next to her. 'Kate? Being nice? Wow!' She thought to herself as she went to sit down. "Wow! You're the first person to actually sit by me. Except Ethan." She added. Lizzie just smiled. "Class, today we are discussing poetry." Mr. Digg reported and started writing a haiku on the board. Lizzie turned around. Ethan was starring at her. "Um Ethan?" She asked. He shook his head. "Yeah?" He asked. "Could you stop starring at me?" "Oh, sorry!" He blushed. The bell eventually rang and Lizzie went through the torture of three more classes. Finally it was lunch and Lizzie sat down at her usual table. "Hey!" Claire called as she plopped down across from Lizzie. "Hey." Lizzie replied. She reached into her lunch bag and found more cold pizza. "Want this?" She asked Claire. Claire shook her head. "No, I'm trying to look good for him." She pointed to a tall boy with wavy brown hair. "Who's that?" Lizzie asked. "Just the hottest guy since Gordo, Chris Thompson." Claire sighed. "Never heard of him." Lizzie replied. "Oh, well he's really hot, and he likes me! I think we're going to the Winter Festival Dance together." Claire beamed. Lizzie just starred down at her pizza. "So, do you think Larry will ask you?" A voice from behind Lizzie asked. Lizzie turned around. Veruca and Miranda were standing there. "What are you talking about?" Lizzie asked. "Well...it's so obvious Lizzie." Veruca stated. "What? What's so obvious?" Lizzie asked. Veruca glanced at Miranda. "That Larry likes you!" Veruca told her. "What? Larry! NO!" Lizzie shouted. Veruca just shrugged and walked away. Lizzie turned back around. Claire was twirling her hair and starring at the table. "What? What's wrong?" Lizzie asked her. "Um, Liz? Look to your left." Claire replied. Larry had thrown his lunch on the table and was stamping down the hall.
Okay, end of chapter two. I am almost done with Lanny Boy. Don't worry. Please review.
