"High School Isn't What It's Cracked Up to Be"
By:NefretForthEmerson
Disclaimer: I don't own the Lizzie McGuire characters, so please don't sue!
Reviews are always welcome, especially because I am relatively new to fan- fic. Flames will be ignored.
June 10th
Dear Diary, Well I've been a high school student for a year. I somehow feel like trumpets should start blaring when I say that. High school is so not what they show on TV shows. I don't know anyone who has ever sneaked out of their house to go to wild parties, that could of course be because no one else's parents treats them like a baby. I only went to one party the entire year and that was Miranda's party which was chaperoned and thus deemed safe by the 'rents. I don't know anyone who has a drinking or drug problem, unless you count the week that Matt drank coffee, which made him even more of a repulsive annoyance than usual, and I hardly call that a drug problem. The furthest anyone went was first base and that was only Kate and some senior who she conned into taking her to prom. The classes were not easy. Miranda and I had spent whole afternoons working on everything from our English project on Little Women to our family tree project in Spanish. Gordo of course breezed through every class. I wish that I was as smart as he was. He did drama club and even started a Filmmakers Club. I was in drama club until I pulled down half the set when I tripped over a wire and then I had to leave Spanish Club when my grades took a nose dive. I went on a few dates this year and they're amounting to something, but it's not like those dates on TV. It's always a movie and the Digital Bean for a drink. I want a TV life. I want parents who are so much less protective and I want to sell my brother. I could buy that cool pair of Gucci sunglasses with the money from that. Of course, I'd never actually sell him. It'd get me grounded for the rest of my life and seeing as I actually want to go somewhere I won't sell him.yet! I guess it's just that I was expecting so much more from high school. I was expecting to have some actual fun, but Hillridge High School is just as bad as Hillridge Junior High. Kate still rules the school, even if she is a freshman. Ethan has senior girls crushing on him. Gordo and Tudgeman are already in a contest to see who will graduate as valedictorian, even though we still have three years. Oh well, I guess I should be happy that our class trip this year is to New York City. I can have some much needed fun there.
Love, Lizzie
A/N: This diary entry brings up recollections of the school year. Please read and review! I can use all the help that I can get! Sorry that the first chapter is so short!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Lizzie McGuire characters, so please don't sue!
Reviews are always welcome, especially because I am relatively new to fan- fic. Flames will be ignored.
June 10th
Dear Diary, Well I've been a high school student for a year. I somehow feel like trumpets should start blaring when I say that. High school is so not what they show on TV shows. I don't know anyone who has ever sneaked out of their house to go to wild parties, that could of course be because no one else's parents treats them like a baby. I only went to one party the entire year and that was Miranda's party which was chaperoned and thus deemed safe by the 'rents. I don't know anyone who has a drinking or drug problem, unless you count the week that Matt drank coffee, which made him even more of a repulsive annoyance than usual, and I hardly call that a drug problem. The furthest anyone went was first base and that was only Kate and some senior who she conned into taking her to prom. The classes were not easy. Miranda and I had spent whole afternoons working on everything from our English project on Little Women to our family tree project in Spanish. Gordo of course breezed through every class. I wish that I was as smart as he was. He did drama club and even started a Filmmakers Club. I was in drama club until I pulled down half the set when I tripped over a wire and then I had to leave Spanish Club when my grades took a nose dive. I went on a few dates this year and they're amounting to something, but it's not like those dates on TV. It's always a movie and the Digital Bean for a drink. I want a TV life. I want parents who are so much less protective and I want to sell my brother. I could buy that cool pair of Gucci sunglasses with the money from that. Of course, I'd never actually sell him. It'd get me grounded for the rest of my life and seeing as I actually want to go somewhere I won't sell him.yet! I guess it's just that I was expecting so much more from high school. I was expecting to have some actual fun, but Hillridge High School is just as bad as Hillridge Junior High. Kate still rules the school, even if she is a freshman. Ethan has senior girls crushing on him. Gordo and Tudgeman are already in a contest to see who will graduate as valedictorian, even though we still have three years. Oh well, I guess I should be happy that our class trip this year is to New York City. I can have some much needed fun there.
Love, Lizzie
A/N: This diary entry brings up recollections of the school year. Please read and review! I can use all the help that I can get! Sorry that the first chapter is so short!
