Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own LM.
A/N: Sorry for the whole no updation thing I had going. Thursday was just hectic, Friday I had this weird allergic reaction to something which is odd because as far as I know I have no allergies and today I had a fever. This week was just like my week to be sick and sick some more. Great week to start up a story.
Chapter 2: The Creation
There were many people at the pool that day, but the small group had managed to get themselves in a nice area where everyone could stay standing and have fun together. At first, Lizzie was really nervous and a little shy around all these boys that Parker had spent her elementary years with, but eventually it was hard not to laugh along with everyone else. They all made it really easy for her to get comfortable. Especially when a new game was created.
Lizzie was standing, facing Parker and talking to her and it kind of seemed like Parker had a little mischievous glint in her eyes, but Lizzie couldn't figure out why. All of a sudden, Lizzie felt strong pressure coming down on her head as she was brought lower and lower under the water, until she was fully submerged. She came up gasping for air and spun around to look at the guilty party. None other than that curly headed boy.
"You're dead!" Lizzie screamed as she plunged for him.
"It was Parker's idea," Gordo responded as he began to swim away, which didn't help because Lizzie was an amazing swimmer and she eventually caught his calf and pulled him upright.
"It's time for a dunking," Lizzie laughed as she pulled together all her strength to get Gordo under the water. It was a little easier because they both were tredding water at this point.
Somehow, it became a game. Like most pools, dunking was strictly prohibited, but the group still went on and did it. The game even received a very appropriate name, Dunk Fest '02 [A/N: Lizzie was going into 8th in 2002, yes? Oh, well. Now she is.]
Lizzie liked hanging out with the boys she had met earlier, but she enjoyed Larry and Gordo's company the most. They were the two she had talked with the most and had talked to her. Not that the other boys avoided her, Larry and Gordo were just more approachable and personable than the other three.
The wave bell rang and everyone, out of pure routine, screamed as if they were watching Scream for the first time. The group decided to stay where the were and not go over to the ropes or attempt surviving the deep end because Ryan, Jake, and Scott wanted to body surf and the remaining four wanted to watch on.
Larry and Parker were goofing off, it seemed to Lizzie that they really liked each other and something would eventually happen, if it hadn't already.
"Having fun?" Gordo inquired.
"Yeah, I'd say so. You?"
Gordo simply nodded. "It's always nice to meet some of Parker's new friends. Especially fun ones."
"Ditto. So, I never learned what you're real last name is," Lizzie prodded him for more information.
"Gordon. The name's David Gordon. And Lizzie, I don't think you've said you're last name."
"McGuire. Anything else?"
"Not at the moment, but if I think of it, I'll let you know right away."
"I'll hold my breath."
"Just don't go dieing on me now. I'd feel guilty."
"Nice to know I wouldn't be missed," Lizzie joked. She didn't really expect him to miss her, she had just met him.
The waves ended and the seven of them regrouped and decided they could go for some food. They all got out of the water and got their respective towels/cover-ups. Lizzie just pulled on her shorts and walked down to the concession line, which was surprisingly small. She joined everyone else and looked up at the familiar menu deciding what to get.
"Chaco Taco? No. Breaks too easily. Firecracker? No. My lips will be blue and red too long. Ah, a Drumstick. Perfect," she said to herself.
"Always talk to yourself, Liz?" Parker came up behind her.
"Yes, Parker, you should know, I'm a schizophrenic. I try to hide it, but there's no hiding any longer." Lizzie wiped away a fake tear and started cracking up with Parker.
Lizzie and the rest ordered what they wanted and paid the cashier. They walked outside and immediately found a round table with an open umbrella above it, keeping the shade from its occupants. They all sat down in a circle. Lizzie, Gordo, Ryan, Jake, Scott, Larry, Parker, and back to Lizzie again.
The group ate and drank in a comfortable silence, occasionally a comment or two was made, but over all it was quiet.
After eating, Lizzie and Parker decided to lay out in the sun for a little bit. Their main objective for the summer was to get tan. The boys continued on into the water and Lizzie and Parker made their way up to their towels.
Parker pulled out her lotion and gave a little to Lizzie. The girls laid down on the towels and began their girl talk.
"What do you think of my boys?" Parker asked.
"They're fun. But what's up with you and that Larry kid?"
"Ah, Larry. Larry and I are just friends, but I don't know what's going to happen."
"Mm-hm. What do you want to happen?"
Parker blushed, "Nothing."
"Right," Lizzie laughed.
"Shut up."
"Fine, we're done talking. Let's just tan. I need darkness."
"Agreed. You are a ghost."
"Oh, and like you're tanner than me." Lizzie shot back.
"Fine. We're both pale. And it sucks." Parker closed her eyes and focused on getting a nice base tan to help her start out the summer.
Lizzie did the same and the girls soon dozed off in the sun, waiting for the next adult swim when the boys would return.
A/N: So, what do you all think? Good? Bad? Ugly? I really like writing this because now I'm remembering things that happened when this happened to me. It's very nostalgic.
A/N: Sorry for the whole no updation thing I had going. Thursday was just hectic, Friday I had this weird allergic reaction to something which is odd because as far as I know I have no allergies and today I had a fever. This week was just like my week to be sick and sick some more. Great week to start up a story.
Chapter 2: The Creation
There were many people at the pool that day, but the small group had managed to get themselves in a nice area where everyone could stay standing and have fun together. At first, Lizzie was really nervous and a little shy around all these boys that Parker had spent her elementary years with, but eventually it was hard not to laugh along with everyone else. They all made it really easy for her to get comfortable. Especially when a new game was created.
Lizzie was standing, facing Parker and talking to her and it kind of seemed like Parker had a little mischievous glint in her eyes, but Lizzie couldn't figure out why. All of a sudden, Lizzie felt strong pressure coming down on her head as she was brought lower and lower under the water, until she was fully submerged. She came up gasping for air and spun around to look at the guilty party. None other than that curly headed boy.
"You're dead!" Lizzie screamed as she plunged for him.
"It was Parker's idea," Gordo responded as he began to swim away, which didn't help because Lizzie was an amazing swimmer and she eventually caught his calf and pulled him upright.
"It's time for a dunking," Lizzie laughed as she pulled together all her strength to get Gordo under the water. It was a little easier because they both were tredding water at this point.
Somehow, it became a game. Like most pools, dunking was strictly prohibited, but the group still went on and did it. The game even received a very appropriate name, Dunk Fest '02 [A/N: Lizzie was going into 8th in 2002, yes? Oh, well. Now she is.]
Lizzie liked hanging out with the boys she had met earlier, but she enjoyed Larry and Gordo's company the most. They were the two she had talked with the most and had talked to her. Not that the other boys avoided her, Larry and Gordo were just more approachable and personable than the other three.
The wave bell rang and everyone, out of pure routine, screamed as if they were watching Scream for the first time. The group decided to stay where the were and not go over to the ropes or attempt surviving the deep end because Ryan, Jake, and Scott wanted to body surf and the remaining four wanted to watch on.
Larry and Parker were goofing off, it seemed to Lizzie that they really liked each other and something would eventually happen, if it hadn't already.
"Having fun?" Gordo inquired.
"Yeah, I'd say so. You?"
Gordo simply nodded. "It's always nice to meet some of Parker's new friends. Especially fun ones."
"Ditto. So, I never learned what you're real last name is," Lizzie prodded him for more information.
"Gordon. The name's David Gordon. And Lizzie, I don't think you've said you're last name."
"McGuire. Anything else?"
"Not at the moment, but if I think of it, I'll let you know right away."
"I'll hold my breath."
"Just don't go dieing on me now. I'd feel guilty."
"Nice to know I wouldn't be missed," Lizzie joked. She didn't really expect him to miss her, she had just met him.
The waves ended and the seven of them regrouped and decided they could go for some food. They all got out of the water and got their respective towels/cover-ups. Lizzie just pulled on her shorts and walked down to the concession line, which was surprisingly small. She joined everyone else and looked up at the familiar menu deciding what to get.
"Chaco Taco? No. Breaks too easily. Firecracker? No. My lips will be blue and red too long. Ah, a Drumstick. Perfect," she said to herself.
"Always talk to yourself, Liz?" Parker came up behind her.
"Yes, Parker, you should know, I'm a schizophrenic. I try to hide it, but there's no hiding any longer." Lizzie wiped away a fake tear and started cracking up with Parker.
Lizzie and the rest ordered what they wanted and paid the cashier. They walked outside and immediately found a round table with an open umbrella above it, keeping the shade from its occupants. They all sat down in a circle. Lizzie, Gordo, Ryan, Jake, Scott, Larry, Parker, and back to Lizzie again.
The group ate and drank in a comfortable silence, occasionally a comment or two was made, but over all it was quiet.
After eating, Lizzie and Parker decided to lay out in the sun for a little bit. Their main objective for the summer was to get tan. The boys continued on into the water and Lizzie and Parker made their way up to their towels.
Parker pulled out her lotion and gave a little to Lizzie. The girls laid down on the towels and began their girl talk.
"What do you think of my boys?" Parker asked.
"They're fun. But what's up with you and that Larry kid?"
"Ah, Larry. Larry and I are just friends, but I don't know what's going to happen."
"Mm-hm. What do you want to happen?"
Parker blushed, "Nothing."
"Right," Lizzie laughed.
"Shut up."
"Fine, we're done talking. Let's just tan. I need darkness."
"Agreed. You are a ghost."
"Oh, and like you're tanner than me." Lizzie shot back.
"Fine. We're both pale. And it sucks." Parker closed her eyes and focused on getting a nice base tan to help her start out the summer.
Lizzie did the same and the girls soon dozed off in the sun, waiting for the next adult swim when the boys would return.
A/N: So, what do you all think? Good? Bad? Ugly? I really like writing this because now I'm remembering things that happened when this happened to me. It's very nostalgic.