Lizzie sighed and gazed out the window as the bus bumped and jerked it's
way to her house.
The rest of the day had been...awkward. Owing to the movie they were forced to watch most of the day had passed without confrontation with Miranda.
At lunch, however, the three of them always sat together. The entire half hour consisted of Gordo sitting in between the two girls, making small talk and Lizzie and Miranda answered his questions shortly.
Lizzie grimaced and softly banged her head against the bus window.
'Why won't Miranda forgive me?' Lizzie thought, a sad look passing across her face.
She shook her head of those thoughts as the bus screeched to her stop. She had to concentrate on getting ready for the dance! Lizzie smiled in spite of herself. Tonight is like a mini-prom for Hillridge Junior High girls. However the school had requested that ladies do not dress in prom attire and do not rent limo's and such. Lizzie giggled at Kate's reaction to this request.
Lizzie walked to her house, slightly happier then she had been on the bus. She went through the front door and dropped her backpack on the floor. She checked her watch and decided she didn't have to start to get ready for the dance until five, which was in forty-five minutes.
She walked into her kitchen where her mother was at the counter and Matt was sitting at the table.
"Hey, Mom." She said to her mother.
"Buzz off, weasel." She greeted her brother.
Matt rolled his eyes and stood up from the table. "I'm going to Lanny's. Later, Mom." Matt exited the room.
Lizzie sighed and sat down on the chair Matt abandoned.
She glanced up at her mother. "Mom?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah, hunny?" Jo responded, somewhat distracted by the newspaper she was reading.
"I kind of have a problem." Lizzie admitted.
Jo put down the newspaper and walked over to the table, "What is it, Lizzie?" She asked, putting a comforting hand on her daughters shoulder.
Lizzie took a deep breath and said, "Miranda's mad at me, and I apologized, over and over, but she still won't forgive me, and I really want to be friends with her again."
Jo looked at Lizzie in a motherly way and said, "Have you tried talking to her?"
Lizzie gave her mom a 'duh' look and said, "Yeah, Mom, I said I apologized to her."
"No, Lizzie, actually talking to her, giving her a chance to talk." Jo responded.
Lizzie bit her lip and said, "Well, no, I guess."
Jo smiled and said, "Why don't you try that sweetie."
"Thanks, Mom." Lizzie smiled and headed into the family room to watch some T.V.
A half an hour later, Lizzie got up and headed upstairs to take a shower.
After she got out of the shower, Lizzie toweled herself off and put on some sweats.
She dragged a brush through her hair and began blow-drying it. As soon as it was dry she set to curling her blonde locks into individual ringlets. When she was satisfied she began putting on make-up. Lizzie first put foundation on, and then eyeliner and mascara. Afterwards she put light, light pink eye shadow on. Finally she put red lipstick on and then a layer of clear gloss over it. Lizzie smiled at her appearance and headed into her bedroom to get dressed.
She opened her closet and took out a dress that was her pride and joy. Three weeks before her and Miranda devoted an entire Saturday to finding the perfect outfits for tonight. Lizzie had seen this dress in a store and fell in love with it, buying it on the spot.
The dress was a cherry-red and spaghetti strapped. It was a sundress- style and fell to just below her knees. Lizzie slipped the dress on and looked at herself in the mirror, loving the way the dress looked.
She put on a black choker with a red heart at the throat and slipped on her shoes.
As soon as she had grabbed her purse Lizzie heard the door-bell ring and her mother call up the stairs.
"Lizzie, your *date* is here."
The rest of the day had been...awkward. Owing to the movie they were forced to watch most of the day had passed without confrontation with Miranda.
At lunch, however, the three of them always sat together. The entire half hour consisted of Gordo sitting in between the two girls, making small talk and Lizzie and Miranda answered his questions shortly.
Lizzie grimaced and softly banged her head against the bus window.
'Why won't Miranda forgive me?' Lizzie thought, a sad look passing across her face.
She shook her head of those thoughts as the bus screeched to her stop. She had to concentrate on getting ready for the dance! Lizzie smiled in spite of herself. Tonight is like a mini-prom for Hillridge Junior High girls. However the school had requested that ladies do not dress in prom attire and do not rent limo's and such. Lizzie giggled at Kate's reaction to this request.
Lizzie walked to her house, slightly happier then she had been on the bus. She went through the front door and dropped her backpack on the floor. She checked her watch and decided she didn't have to start to get ready for the dance until five, which was in forty-five minutes.
She walked into her kitchen where her mother was at the counter and Matt was sitting at the table.
"Hey, Mom." She said to her mother.
"Buzz off, weasel." She greeted her brother.
Matt rolled his eyes and stood up from the table. "I'm going to Lanny's. Later, Mom." Matt exited the room.
Lizzie sighed and sat down on the chair Matt abandoned.
She glanced up at her mother. "Mom?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah, hunny?" Jo responded, somewhat distracted by the newspaper she was reading.
"I kind of have a problem." Lizzie admitted.
Jo put down the newspaper and walked over to the table, "What is it, Lizzie?" She asked, putting a comforting hand on her daughters shoulder.
Lizzie took a deep breath and said, "Miranda's mad at me, and I apologized, over and over, but she still won't forgive me, and I really want to be friends with her again."
Jo looked at Lizzie in a motherly way and said, "Have you tried talking to her?"
Lizzie gave her mom a 'duh' look and said, "Yeah, Mom, I said I apologized to her."
"No, Lizzie, actually talking to her, giving her a chance to talk." Jo responded.
Lizzie bit her lip and said, "Well, no, I guess."
Jo smiled and said, "Why don't you try that sweetie."
"Thanks, Mom." Lizzie smiled and headed into the family room to watch some T.V.
A half an hour later, Lizzie got up and headed upstairs to take a shower.
After she got out of the shower, Lizzie toweled herself off and put on some sweats.
She dragged a brush through her hair and began blow-drying it. As soon as it was dry she set to curling her blonde locks into individual ringlets. When she was satisfied she began putting on make-up. Lizzie first put foundation on, and then eyeliner and mascara. Afterwards she put light, light pink eye shadow on. Finally she put red lipstick on and then a layer of clear gloss over it. Lizzie smiled at her appearance and headed into her bedroom to get dressed.
She opened her closet and took out a dress that was her pride and joy. Three weeks before her and Miranda devoted an entire Saturday to finding the perfect outfits for tonight. Lizzie had seen this dress in a store and fell in love with it, buying it on the spot.
The dress was a cherry-red and spaghetti strapped. It was a sundress- style and fell to just below her knees. Lizzie slipped the dress on and looked at herself in the mirror, loving the way the dress looked.
She put on a black choker with a red heart at the throat and slipped on her shoes.
As soon as she had grabbed her purse Lizzie heard the door-bell ring and her mother call up the stairs.
"Lizzie, your *date* is here."