First, I would like to say that this is my first attempt at fan fiction of any kind, let alone Lizzie McGuire fan fiction. Please, be kind, but be truthful. If it's bad, please tell me, but nicely.
Also I don't own any of the Lizzie McGuire characters or locations, so please don't take any legal actions against me. Thanks.
Enjoy!
CHAPTER 1:
The last few weeks of Lizzie McGuire's life had been the time of her life. On a class trip to Rome, she met Italian pop star Paulo and spent the trip impersonating his former partner Isabella. To do this, however, she had to pretend to be sick and then sneak away for the rest of her school group. After Lizzie had returned home, Lizzie's deceit and lies did not go over too well with her parents.
"Grounded for the summer?!" Lizzie shouted. The punishment sounded pretty tough.
"Ha-Ha. Way to go sis. You really did it this time." Lizzie's annoying brother Matt came into the room in his usual charming fashion.
"Shut up, Matt." Lizzie hurled a pillow at her brother's face.
After seeing her children start to fight, Mrs. McGuire attempted to keep the peace. "Lizzie, don't throw things at your brother. Matt, go to your room."
Matt and Lizzie shot each other dirty looks and Matt stomped up the stairs. Mr. McGuire continued his speech to his daughter. "You do the crime, you do the time. You should know better than to do things like that." It was a typical dad type of thing to say.
"But for the whole summer? That's not fair." Lizzie still tried to fight her punishment, although she knew that it was a fair one.
"Yes, Lizzie." Her mom replied "And that means no phone, no internet, no TV..."
"What about my friends? What about Gordo? Can't I hang out with him?"
"Sweetheart, punishments aren't always fun." Her dad said. "Besides, if you wanted to hang out with your friends so much, you should have done it in Rome insteed of posing as some Pop Princess."
A thought suddenly came to Lizzie's mother. "Wait, Sam," Mrs. she called to her husband, "I just remembered; we can't ground Lizzie for the summer".
This got Lizzie's attention. Things were looking up. "Really? Why?" she asked eager to find out what had saved her from the fate of being grounded.
"Remember, we're all going to be spending the summer with your grandmother at her condo?"
This idea did not sound any better to Lizzie. "The ENTIRE summer?"
"Yes, Lizzie. Your grandmother wants to spend more time with you before you start high school."
"But..."
Mr. McGuire put his foot down. "Now Lizzie, it's either spend the summer with your grandmother or spend it in your room."
Her mom smiled. "And maybe if you're good, your grandmother will let you play poker with the girls."
It wasn't a great conciliation, but it sounded better than sitting in her room all summer. "Ok," she reluctantly agreed. "I'll spend the summer with Grandma. Can I at least call Gordo before I go, though?"
"Well..." Lizzie's dad didn't sound so sure about that.
Mrs. McGuire thought for a second. "Of course, Lizzie, but just Gordo."
"Thanks, mom." Lizzie hugged her mother and ran upstairs.
David Gordon was lying on his bed, staring at his ceiling, and tossing around a hacky sack when the phone rang. He picked up the phone and said "Hello?"
"Gordo, it's Lizzie."
Gordo's heart jumped. He had not talked to Lizzie since they had returned from Rome and secretly he had been hoping that she would call. However, when he heard the tone of her voice, he could tell something was wrong. "Hey, Lizzie, what's up?" he said with concern.
"Do you want the good news or the bad news?"
This did not sound promising. "The good news."
"Well, The good news is that I'm not grounded for the summer.
"Well, that's good." Gordo was relieved. He was afraid that Lizzie would be in big trouble from what she pulled while in Rome. Maybe now that she's not, maybe they could spend more time together. "Then what's the bad news?"
"Well, I won't exactly be here for the rest of the summer. I'll kinda be spending the Summer with my family at my grandmother's condo."
Gordo's heart sank. He really thought that this summer he and Lizzie may be able to become more than just friends and maybe start dating. This was obviously not going to happen now. "That's, uhh... too bad," He tried to hide some of his disappointment, but it came across to Lizzie.
"Gordo, I wish it could be different, but my parents said that if I didn't go I would be grounded and I wouldn't be able to spend the summer with you anyway. I hope you're not too disappointed."
Of course he was very disappointed, but he said "No. No, that's OK. I'll just have to find someone else to hang out with this summer... and I'll call you."
"That would be cool, but my parents took away my phone privileges as part of my punishment. I wish I could call you though, but I can't."
This couldn't get any worse. "Well... I guess this is good bye for a while."
"Yeah." Lizzie could tell Gordo was upset. It hurt her to hear him like that, but there was nothing she could do. "Oh, Gordo would you do me a favor?"
"Sure. Anything."
"Call Miranda for me and tell her where I am, OK? My parents only let me have one phone call before they took my phone way."
"Are you sure you're grounded and not being jailed?" They both chuckled, even though it was not that funny.
"Yeah, well, I guess I'll see you in a few months"
"Yeah. See ya." Gordo hung up the phone and sighed. This summer was turning out to be nothing like he hoped it would be.
Also I don't own any of the Lizzie McGuire characters or locations, so please don't take any legal actions against me. Thanks.
Enjoy!
CHAPTER 1:
The last few weeks of Lizzie McGuire's life had been the time of her life. On a class trip to Rome, she met Italian pop star Paulo and spent the trip impersonating his former partner Isabella. To do this, however, she had to pretend to be sick and then sneak away for the rest of her school group. After Lizzie had returned home, Lizzie's deceit and lies did not go over too well with her parents.
"Grounded for the summer?!" Lizzie shouted. The punishment sounded pretty tough.
"Ha-Ha. Way to go sis. You really did it this time." Lizzie's annoying brother Matt came into the room in his usual charming fashion.
"Shut up, Matt." Lizzie hurled a pillow at her brother's face.
After seeing her children start to fight, Mrs. McGuire attempted to keep the peace. "Lizzie, don't throw things at your brother. Matt, go to your room."
Matt and Lizzie shot each other dirty looks and Matt stomped up the stairs. Mr. McGuire continued his speech to his daughter. "You do the crime, you do the time. You should know better than to do things like that." It was a typical dad type of thing to say.
"But for the whole summer? That's not fair." Lizzie still tried to fight her punishment, although she knew that it was a fair one.
"Yes, Lizzie." Her mom replied "And that means no phone, no internet, no TV..."
"What about my friends? What about Gordo? Can't I hang out with him?"
"Sweetheart, punishments aren't always fun." Her dad said. "Besides, if you wanted to hang out with your friends so much, you should have done it in Rome insteed of posing as some Pop Princess."
A thought suddenly came to Lizzie's mother. "Wait, Sam," Mrs. she called to her husband, "I just remembered; we can't ground Lizzie for the summer".
This got Lizzie's attention. Things were looking up. "Really? Why?" she asked eager to find out what had saved her from the fate of being grounded.
"Remember, we're all going to be spending the summer with your grandmother at her condo?"
This idea did not sound any better to Lizzie. "The ENTIRE summer?"
"Yes, Lizzie. Your grandmother wants to spend more time with you before you start high school."
"But..."
Mr. McGuire put his foot down. "Now Lizzie, it's either spend the summer with your grandmother or spend it in your room."
Her mom smiled. "And maybe if you're good, your grandmother will let you play poker with the girls."
It wasn't a great conciliation, but it sounded better than sitting in her room all summer. "Ok," she reluctantly agreed. "I'll spend the summer with Grandma. Can I at least call Gordo before I go, though?"
"Well..." Lizzie's dad didn't sound so sure about that.
Mrs. McGuire thought for a second. "Of course, Lizzie, but just Gordo."
"Thanks, mom." Lizzie hugged her mother and ran upstairs.
David Gordon was lying on his bed, staring at his ceiling, and tossing around a hacky sack when the phone rang. He picked up the phone and said "Hello?"
"Gordo, it's Lizzie."
Gordo's heart jumped. He had not talked to Lizzie since they had returned from Rome and secretly he had been hoping that she would call. However, when he heard the tone of her voice, he could tell something was wrong. "Hey, Lizzie, what's up?" he said with concern.
"Do you want the good news or the bad news?"
This did not sound promising. "The good news."
"Well, The good news is that I'm not grounded for the summer.
"Well, that's good." Gordo was relieved. He was afraid that Lizzie would be in big trouble from what she pulled while in Rome. Maybe now that she's not, maybe they could spend more time together. "Then what's the bad news?"
"Well, I won't exactly be here for the rest of the summer. I'll kinda be spending the Summer with my family at my grandmother's condo."
Gordo's heart sank. He really thought that this summer he and Lizzie may be able to become more than just friends and maybe start dating. This was obviously not going to happen now. "That's, uhh... too bad," He tried to hide some of his disappointment, but it came across to Lizzie.
"Gordo, I wish it could be different, but my parents said that if I didn't go I would be grounded and I wouldn't be able to spend the summer with you anyway. I hope you're not too disappointed."
Of course he was very disappointed, but he said "No. No, that's OK. I'll just have to find someone else to hang out with this summer... and I'll call you."
"That would be cool, but my parents took away my phone privileges as part of my punishment. I wish I could call you though, but I can't."
This couldn't get any worse. "Well... I guess this is good bye for a while."
"Yeah." Lizzie could tell Gordo was upset. It hurt her to hear him like that, but there was nothing she could do. "Oh, Gordo would you do me a favor?"
"Sure. Anything."
"Call Miranda for me and tell her where I am, OK? My parents only let me have one phone call before they took my phone way."
"Are you sure you're grounded and not being jailed?" They both chuckled, even though it was not that funny.
"Yeah, well, I guess I'll see you in a few months"
"Yeah. See ya." Gordo hung up the phone and sighed. This summer was turning out to be nothing like he hoped it would be.