*-*-Disclaimer: I do not own, nor have I ever owned, Lizze McGuire. All characters belong to the creators of Lizzie McGuire.-*-*
The New...Everything
Chapter Six
"So, Lizzie...since no one's around..."
"Yeah? What of it?" He smiled micheiviously. "What do you have?" He kept smiling. "Okay, Gordo. You're scaring me. You're not some crazed psycho killer, are you?"
This made Gordo laugh, "No, no, no. I'm not, Lizzie."
She breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, then what's with the mysteriousness?"
He pulled his camera out from behind his back, "I was wondering if you'd sing now. The light's perfect. And the sunset looks great."
"Now?!" was all she could muster up.
"Yes...please..."
"Um...uh...eh...all right?"
"Okay! Now when the red light comes on, that's your cue to start. Introduce yourself and everything. That way it'll be a great memory."
"Um, yeah. Sure. Okay."
"You ready? One...Two -"
"Wait! Gordo! What am I supposed to sing?"
He thought for a moment, "Whatever your heart desires, Miss McGuire." Lizzie smiled and thought about what she could sing... "You got one yet?" Lizzie nodded. "Well, then here we go! One...Two...Three..." The little red light turned on.
Lizzie giggled, "Okay, Hi who ever is watching this! My name is Elizabeth Brooke McGuire, Lizzie for short though. I'm sixteen years old, and my new friend Gordo is taping this on his camera. He begged me to sing, so...um, here it goes. I'm going to sing something I wrote myself just a little while ago. I hope you like it," she cleared her throat and calmed herself. " 'My Little Baby' by Lizzie," she said softly. She closed her eyes and hummed for minute to remember the tune, and then began, "My Little Baby... My Little Ba-aby... My Li-ittle Ba-aby... No need to-o cry-y. Mommy's here. I wo-on't leave. Hush my little an-ngel. My Little Baby... My Little Ba-aby... My Li-ittle Ba-aby... No need to-o cry-y. Tink, Tink, Tink, goes the clo-o-ock. Now sleep to this so-ound. (softer) Now sleep to this so-ound." Finally, she opened her eyes, once she had finished.
Gordo was in absolute awe. He turned off the camera. He was speechless. He'd never heard such a perfect voice or such a perfect song for this moment. He had seen mother's pass by with their babies trying to get them to go to sleep, and once the babies heard the song...they were gone, fast asleep. Gordo stumbled for words, "Li-Lizzie. That was a-amazing. You have a great voice. No, not great. Great isn't a strong enough word to describe your voice. Would you like to see it? The recording, I mean."
"Um...sure, I guess. I don't see why not."
Gordo turned on the camera and rewound it to the beginning, "Here, come see." He sat down on the bench; Lizzie joined him. She watched herself perform her ever-so-favorite lullaby she had written. She was stunned. Did she really sound like? And Gordo's filming was amazing. He was right, the lighting and timing was perfect. Lizzie turned to Gordo after she was done watching, "Thank you so much." She smiled.
"Hey, it's not big. I'm glad. It was fun, and like I said before, you're voice is amazing."
Lizzie blushed, and meekly commented, "Thanks."
(A/N: The song "My Little Baby" is written by your's trully here. So, please, respect it and don't take it, unless you have an undeniable urge...and if you do, all you need to do is simply ask me. Thanks all!)
The New...Everything
Chapter Six
"So, Lizzie...since no one's around..."
"Yeah? What of it?" He smiled micheiviously. "What do you have?" He kept smiling. "Okay, Gordo. You're scaring me. You're not some crazed psycho killer, are you?"
This made Gordo laugh, "No, no, no. I'm not, Lizzie."
She breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, then what's with the mysteriousness?"
He pulled his camera out from behind his back, "I was wondering if you'd sing now. The light's perfect. And the sunset looks great."
"Now?!" was all she could muster up.
"Yes...please..."
"Um...uh...eh...all right?"
"Okay! Now when the red light comes on, that's your cue to start. Introduce yourself and everything. That way it'll be a great memory."
"Um, yeah. Sure. Okay."
"You ready? One...Two -"
"Wait! Gordo! What am I supposed to sing?"
He thought for a moment, "Whatever your heart desires, Miss McGuire." Lizzie smiled and thought about what she could sing... "You got one yet?" Lizzie nodded. "Well, then here we go! One...Two...Three..." The little red light turned on.
Lizzie giggled, "Okay, Hi who ever is watching this! My name is Elizabeth Brooke McGuire, Lizzie for short though. I'm sixteen years old, and my new friend Gordo is taping this on his camera. He begged me to sing, so...um, here it goes. I'm going to sing something I wrote myself just a little while ago. I hope you like it," she cleared her throat and calmed herself. " 'My Little Baby' by Lizzie," she said softly. She closed her eyes and hummed for minute to remember the tune, and then began, "My Little Baby... My Little Ba-aby... My Li-ittle Ba-aby... No need to-o cry-y. Mommy's here. I wo-on't leave. Hush my little an-ngel. My Little Baby... My Little Ba-aby... My Li-ittle Ba-aby... No need to-o cry-y. Tink, Tink, Tink, goes the clo-o-ock. Now sleep to this so-ound. (softer) Now sleep to this so-ound." Finally, she opened her eyes, once she had finished.
Gordo was in absolute awe. He turned off the camera. He was speechless. He'd never heard such a perfect voice or such a perfect song for this moment. He had seen mother's pass by with their babies trying to get them to go to sleep, and once the babies heard the song...they were gone, fast asleep. Gordo stumbled for words, "Li-Lizzie. That was a-amazing. You have a great voice. No, not great. Great isn't a strong enough word to describe your voice. Would you like to see it? The recording, I mean."
"Um...sure, I guess. I don't see why not."
Gordo turned on the camera and rewound it to the beginning, "Here, come see." He sat down on the bench; Lizzie joined him. She watched herself perform her ever-so-favorite lullaby she had written. She was stunned. Did she really sound like? And Gordo's filming was amazing. He was right, the lighting and timing was perfect. Lizzie turned to Gordo after she was done watching, "Thank you so much." She smiled.
"Hey, it's not big. I'm glad. It was fun, and like I said before, you're voice is amazing."
Lizzie blushed, and meekly commented, "Thanks."
(A/N: The song "My Little Baby" is written by your's trully here. So, please, respect it and don't take it, unless you have an undeniable urge...and if you do, all you need to do is simply ask me. Thanks all!)
