Lizzie was in shock. "Me?" is all she could ask. The cute boy answered, "Well, I don't think these other guys could be any better."

The coach added by saying, "No, I KNOW these guys couldn't be any better. Trust me. We need you." The coach leaned to whisper in Lizzie's ear.

"Look who we have as a co-captain!" Lizzie couldn't help but giggle. At that moment Ethan was watching and pointing at a bee that was flying around.

"Well, I can't play in these clothes." Lizzie said. It was true. At the time she was wearing a blue fitted tee that said 'rockstar' and a denim skirt.

"Oh don't worry about it, I think practice is pretty much over for today anyway. Right coach?" "Right Andrew." Andrew winked at Lizzie.

"So what do you say to coming to practice tomorrow. It starts at ten and ends at two." The coach asked. "Well..." Lizzie was hesitant about it. She had never really played football and didn't know much about the game.

Andrew seemed to read her mind. "How about this. You come tomorrow and you can observe. I'll answer any questions you have. About anything. Sound okay?" Andrew asked looking at Lizzie first and then turning to the coach.

"Sounds dandy." The coach said emotionless. Lizzie sucked in some air slowly before she said, "Okay, I'll come."

"Great! See you here tomorrow. Ethan. ETHAN!" the coach yelled at the boy who was now looking at the dirt underneath his fingernails.

"Uh, what coach?" Ethan said, finally coming back to reality. "Nevermind. Practice is over. Go home." "Okay coach!" Ethan said as he patted the coach on the back, walking away.

The coach rolled his eyes and started to walk away. All that was left was Andrew and Lizzie. "So, can I walk you home?" Andrew asked. Lizzie smiled. "How do you know my house is that close?" she asked, questioning him.

"Well, seeing that you are too young to drive, and you are dressed in that; I would have to say you didn't live more than five minutes away." Andrew said. Lizzie laughed. "Ha, you got me. Umm, sure, you can walk me home."

"Great." Andrew replied back. Lizzie didn't know what was happening. She didn't even know this guy, but somehow he made her blush, a lot.

On the walk home they talked about a lot of things but towards the last few steps, all was forgotten. "So, you really are coming to practice tomorrow?" Andrew asked. "Well, I have to think about it. I've never actually played football, and I don't know much about the game." Lizzie admitted.

"Well, I can help you there. Show up tomorrow. If not, well, I know where you live now." Andrew winked as he walked away.

Lizzie was walking on air when she came inside the house. She walked passed her mother in the kitchen washing dishes and her father trying to sneak a cookie and she flopped on the couch.

"Hello Lizzie. What have you been up to?" Jo asked her daughter. "Oh, umm..." Lizzie had to break the news to her parents some time. "Well actually, I went up to the school. And guess what? They want me to go out for the football team!" Lizzie said excitedly.

Sam and Jo looked at each other. "Football?" Sam asked. "I don't like that idea at all." He said not looking at Lizzie, but at Jo. "Well, I say that Lizzie can decide for herself what she wants to do, we shouldn't tell her or stop her." "But Jo, she's our little girl!"

Lizzie's parents kept bickering as if she wasn't there for the longest time. Finally Lizzie broke it up by saying. "I don't care what you say! I am playing and you can't stop me! Now I am going to my room and I don't want to be disturbed!"

"Well too late for that." Sam mumbled but Lizzie heard him. "Why?" she questioned. "Well, I guess in all the football excitement you forgot me." Lizzie heard a voice coming from the stairs. She looked up to find Gordo coming down them.

"Oh Gordo!" Lizzie started but he held his hand up. "Nah don't worry about it McGuire. You call me when you're ready, like you said. Sorry for disturbing Mr. and Mrs. McGuire!" Gordo yelled as he walked out the front door.

"Great!" Lizzie muttered to herself sarcastically as she walked up to her room. She knew this is where Gordo was waiting. She really didn't mind him being there. She walked to her dresser and dumped her cell phone on the top.

She walked over to her computer and started it up. 'What have I gotten myself into?' Lizzie thought to herself. Entering her password (Ronniesgirl) she realized that she needed to update that. Still waiting for things to load, she looked at her pictures. She loved picture, of everything. At one time she wanted to be a photographer, so she had taken plenty of pictures of everything. Her favorite picture was of Gordo, Miranda, herself, and a chick-fil-a cow.

Lizzie laughed; remembering when it was took. They were all at the mall; Miranda and Lizzie had conned Gordo to going. They were passing a little kid clothing store and Chick-Fil-A was doing a promotional thing there. Giving balloons and taking pictures and such. It was Miranda's idea. She was always thinking of kooky things to do like that. The manager said that they were too old to participate, but that didn't stop Miranda from fighting. She and him got into a big argument. In the end, the manager said that if we go, he would give us a free picture with the cow. Miranda was ready to fight for balloons too, but Lizzie and Gordo held her back.

That day was one of those days that just seemed perfect. Lizzie sighed. She wished for a kind of day like that again. Seeing that her computer was finally up, she went to sign online. She found that Miranda was on.

I_Cant_Wait: Hey girl!

Punk_Rock_Prom_Queen: Hey Lizzie! Did you hear? Gordo's back home!

I_Cant_Wait: Yeah I know. We talked briefly. Did you hear about Lauren?

Punk_Rock_Prom_Queen: No, he left out that detail? Was it serious? Lizzie, are you okay?

I_Cant_Wait: Well, all I heard was the name, Texan, accent, and oh yeah, his first kiss!

Punk_Rock_Prom_Queen: NO! You were his first kiss, well, sorta anyway!

I_Cant_Wait: I know! And I was about to blurt that out, but I stopped myself.

Punk_Rock_Prom_Queen: Aww Liz! I'm soo sorry. You must feel terrible. You want me to come over?

I_Cant_Wait: Well hold your horses. I'm not done yet! So he told me about her, and I didn't want to hear it

I_Cant_Wait: So I said I had to go, and I brushed him off. I went to the high school were they were having football tryouts/practice. They want me to join the team!

Punk_Rock_Prom_Queen: NO WAY! That's soo awesome!

I_Cant_Wait: No, the best is yet to come. I met this guy, his name is Andrew, and he walked me home! But now, I dunno what to feel towards Gordo. Man, I'm soo confused!

Punk_Rock_Prom_Queen: I'm really sorry to hear about that Liz. Ugh, the parents want to use the phone so I gotta go. Call me later okay?

I_Cant_Wait: Will do. Bye!

Punk_Rock_Prom_Queen: Bye!

Since Lizzie had no one else to talk to she checked her email. It was mostly junk but one caught her eye. It was a stupid forwarding letter, but being a sucker for superstition, she forwarded it anyway.

At the bottom it read, "If you send this to more than twenty five people your life will change dramatically for the better."

And that was all Lizzie hoped for.

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A/N: there is chapter two! I'm having fun messing with yall. Will Lizzie go for Andrew or Gordo? Muahaha! Lol. Review please!