NOTE TO READERS: Ok this is the second chapter, tell me what you think. Thanks to all who reviewed the story already. This chapter is a little short, but I'll try to make the new one longer and to update soon. Its just that it is almost 3am and I need to get some sleep. Hope you enjoy it.

"Lizzie! Get down here, NOW!" Jo McGuire, Lizzie's mother, yelled from the kitchen towards her daughter, upstairs. "Lizzie! Did you here me?! Come downstairs right this minute!" Lizzie did hear her, but was in the bathroom throwing up at the time, the joys of morning sickness, and figured she should pop a mint before heading downstairs.

"Mom, I'm here. What is it?" Lizzie said as she walked into the kitchen to discover her father, Sam, biting his finger nails, which he often did when he was tense or nervous, and her mother with tears running down her face.

"I found this in your bathroom when I was cleaning yesterday." Jo handed her daughter an empty pregnancy test box. The same box she hadn't seen since Friday night, it was now Monday morning, the first day of the second week of senior year. Lizzie was grateful then that she had flushed the test, itself, down the toilet. "Well, what do you have to say for yourself." Jo pestered.

"WAIT! You think that's mine!" Lizzie sounded hurt violated, but most of all convincing. She was getting better at lying to her parents everyday. For all they knew, Lizzie, Gordo, and Miranda were all still best friends, but in truth they hadn't spoken one word to each other in over 2 years. "It isn't mine! It's a friend's. She thought she might have been pregnant, but it turned out negative."

"Which friend? It isn't Miranda, is it?" A motherly, concerned voice entered Jo's system.

"Mom, do you think Miranda is dumb enough to go and get herself pregnant? I cant believe you thought it was mine." Lizzie laid on the fake tears to seal the deal, it always worked. Jo and Sam excused themselves from Lizzie and went into the living room to discuss the matter alone. Lizzie could hardly hear. She could only make out her father saying something along the lines of "Why shouldn't we believer her. She never lies, she's never been in a great deal of trouble, and she's an excellent student." This was true, Lizzie was a great student. Prying on smart, pathetic, virgins in her classes, Lizzie could get them to do anything, including her homework and allowing her easy ways to cheat off their tests.

"Ok Lizzie, we believe you." Sam said as both of Lizzie's parents returned to the kitchen. "Now go upstairs and get ready or you'll be late for school."

As Lizzie ran up the stairs she met her little brother, Matt, halfway. He was 15 and starting his softmore year. He gave her a dirty look and said, "You may have fooled Mom and Dad, but you cant fool me."

"I have no idea what..." she began to say, but he was already walking past her and down the stairs.

Then he turned his head towards her and snickered, "Lizzie 'Legs Apart' McGuire!"

ANOTHER NOTE: The next chapter will probably be talking about the father, so stay tuned in for updates. OH and p.s. in my other story some of you may be mad that Gordo and Lizzie didn't hook up together, but that's just how I wrote it. I didn't think it would fit the story if they ended up together. ok well that's it. Bye for now.