NOTE TO ALL: Ok, here is the next chapter..YAY. Sorry if the last chapter was set up weird, it didn't load right. Well its 3:30 in the morning and I got to go before my parents realize I'm still awake. ENJOY!

Lizzie stared out the car window as her mother continued to drive home in silence. The world was staring back at her, mocking her, just like the staring eyes.

There was a light layer of snow covering the ground from a past snowfall. It reminded Lizzie of a time not to long ago and a place not to far away, but impossible to ever reach.

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"MOM!!" an eight year-old Matt whined, "Lizzie threw a snowball at me!!"

"Lizzie," Jo said to her daughter in the backyard in a tone that let Lizzie know that Jo was reaching her last nerve and if she had to speak with Lizzie again, punishment would be given, "Don't throw snowballs at your brother, play nice."

A smile stretch across Matt's face, letting Lizzie know that he had won, while a frown crossed Lizzie, knowing that she lost the battle, but decided not to lose the war. It was the first snowfall that year, and they had received a foot of snow, so Lizzie wasn't about to waste it by "playing nice." She conjured up a plan in a mere minute and whispered it into, her then best friend, Miranda's ear.

"Ok, Matt," Lizzie said, cheerful, but with a plan unraveling in her mind as she spoke, "We're going to play a game." Matt's eye's gleamed, while Gordo's ears burned when Miranda whispered the plan to him. Ever since they were young, Matt and Lizzie had been close. Lizzie would look after her little brother, while Matt listened to her wisdom. But when Lizzie hit age ten, she began to drift away from her brother, as most, older siblings, do when friends come into the picture. As Lizzie moved away, Matt pulled small pranks, which later in his years became more creative, on Lizzie. She continued, "We are going to play a NICE game of 'hide-and-seek.'"

"Yea, Matt, you hide and then we'll come and find you." Miranda spoke, giggling.

Matt always hid in the same place when they played 'hide-and-seek,' behind the bushes, and Lizzie knew it well, so she figured her plan would be an easy one to unleash. The trio was to sneak up on Matt and bombard him with snowballs. As soon as Matt had disappeared from them, Gordo said he would go around to the back of Matt, so every angle was covered. As the girls approached the bushes, though, they soon realized their plan would be a failure.

"FIRE!!!"

Suddenly, a massive amount of snowballs were flung towards Lizzie and Miranda. Both could see that it wasn't only Matt throwing them; he had gotten some help.

"GORDO!" Miranda and Lizzie screamed, "You're supposed to be on our side."

Gordo smirked, "Hey, I gotta protect my gender. GO BOYS!"

The girls looked at each other in shock and then flung snowballs at the boys. The war lasted about an hour before all four dropped to the cold ground in exhaustion, partly from the war, but mostly from the laughter.

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Lizzie slightly smiled at that special memory. It had been a day she would never forget. She never forgot days from her old life; for those were the only times she felt happiness and bliss. She dreamed of days from her old life, but was haunted of days from her new one.

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"Shit.it's snowing. I hate the snow!" 15 year-old Kate sneered. "Like, it always messes up my perfect make-up."

"Yea, I know." Claire agreed.

"Claire, are you saying my make-up looks bad!" Claire quivered in Kate's power, like usual. Claire used to be second in command, while Kate was the leader, but when sophomore year rolled around, Claire was pushed back to third, while Lizzie became Kate's right wing. She didn't want to be bumped back any further, so every moment of Claire's life was spent meeting everyone of Kate's needs and wants.

Seeing Claire shake seemed to satisfy Kate more than an answer would, so she moved her gaze away from the cowering Claire and towards the nervous Lizzie. "Alright Lizzie, lets review the plan before we go inside."

Lizzie looked towards the rowdy house as Kate spoke. Lizzie had been to many parties, ever since she had become part of the "popular crowd" and knew how to act and what to say because of Kate's pointers, but this party would be different from the rest. This one would open a door Lizzie had bolted away, planning not to unlock until a long time down the road.

"Ok, Lizzie," Kate continued, "Now you remember what you have done at past parties, right?" Past parties were hard to forget. Her experiences with guys had greatly increased after just the first party, when she had given her first blowjob. Thinking back to that day, she couldn't remember his name, or what he looked like, only that it had happen when Steph, one of Kate's many followers, had dared Lizzie to do it, during a game of 'truth- or-dare,' while everyone watched. "Well," Kate smiled confidently, "tonight is your awakening. Tonight, you will take this all one step farther." Lizzie started breathing heavy, fearing what Kate was going to say, "Tonight you lose your virginity!"

Claire and Steph began to cheer at this and entered the party, leaving Kate outside with a trembling Lizzie. Kate saw this, and with the others out of sight, walked up to Lizzie, showing her concern.

"You know Lizzie, you don't have to go through with this."

"Yea, but if I don't, then I wont be popular." Lizzie spoke shaking, but determined, "Just tell me one thing, since you've done this before, does it hurt?"

Kate looked to the ground for an instant, then quickly to Lizzie. Kate knew there was no turning back down. She had set her self out to destroy Lizzie and had to do it. "Do you remember when your mom taught us how to ride bikes?" Lizzie nodded, confused. "Well, it was hard the first time we did it, but by the next week, we were like pros." Kate smiled, remembering, while Lizzie began to understand. It would get easier as she went along; she just needed to get through the first night and the others would be a breeze.

Suddenly, Kate backed up from Lizzie as she noticed others heading towards the house. "So," Kate said, back to her nasty tone, "Are you going to do it, or wimp out and become pathetic Lizzie McGuire again."

Lizzie entered the house and immediately, Kate had pointed out the perfect person for Lizzie's first. He was senior John Keptun. Everyone knew who he was, and everyone knew his motto about girls, "Use 'em, and lose 'em."

Being her first time, Lizzie let John do all the work. He told her what to do and how to do it. It seemed to last forever, but in fact it lasted less than an hour. By the next school day, everyone had heard about Lizzie, the nothing sophomore, getting banged by John, the senior who could have anyone, but chose Lizzie. That day marked a lot of things for Lizzie, losing her virginity, her way to the top of the popularity chain, and the first night she started crying herself to sleep.

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A tear rolled down Lizzie's face and she had to turn away from the snow. She couldn't bare to look at it a moment longer.

Jo noticed Lizzie's sudden movement and decided it time to break the dreadful silence. "So, are you happy with the sex?"

Lizzie became confused. The sex? Had her mother been reading her thoughts?

"The sex of the baby, I mean." Jo corrected herself. "Are you happy with it?"

It hadn't even crossed her mind. Lizzie couldn't even remember what the doctor had said. Either way, no good would come from it. When she was younger, Miranda and Lizzie had planned to become pregnant together and to have girls, so they would turn out just like them. Now, though, that was one of her biggest fears. To subject a little girl to grow up to become Lizzie was the cruelest thing Lizzie could think of.

If a boy had resulted from her one night of lust with the mystery man, she was afraid he would grow to resent her for not giving him an older male figure to look up to. The little boy would grow up alone and lost without any one to understand him. Eventually he probably would go searching for his unknown father, only to discover there was no certain answer to who that might be.

"In a few months you will be having yourself a beautiful baby," Jo began, with tears of both joy and sadness filling her eyes, "boy."

ANOTHER NOTE: So, what did you think?