Chapter 2: Dizzy
A/N: The shortest chapter you will ever read in your life. I'm so sorry, but when you write in a notebook, it seems really long. This took up 3 pages in my notebook, and I thought that was enough... but I was wrong.
"This is our last day in Roma!" I exclaimed to Kate the next morning.
"Well, I got to go." She said, ignoring me and fixing her eyeliner in the mirror. "Ethan's taking me out for spaghetti."
"For breakfast?"
"No, duh, McGuire. When else would you eat spaghetti?"
I shook my head. "Never mind. But what about Mr. Ungermyer?"
"Don't you know *anything*, McGuire? She's spending the day with Sergei, Paolo's old bodyguard, so we get a day off." Kate rolled her eyes.
Animated Lizzie: A day off? I didn't think those words were even in Mrs. Ungermyer's vocabulary. Weird.
My head suddenly starts to hurt badly, and I rub it. "Oh! I can't wait to-"
*Knock, knock, knock, knock.*
The Ungermyer signal.
Animated Lizzie: Just great. Here comes Ungermyer. Personally, I think she's ten times worse than Godzilla. She doesn't just eat you, but chops you into pieces and tries to send your best friend home first.
She comes in. "McGuire, you stay in this room and read about all you have missed out on. Now, regularly, I would send you back home for sneaking out and lying and everything, but your parents are just a floor below us, you *did* do an okay job last night at the concert, and we *are* leaving tomorrow, so what the heck. And your mother will come up here every hour to make sure that you are reading, so don't even think about sneaking off." Mrs. Ungermyer leaves the room, and so does Kate. My headache grows.
Animated Lizzie: I perform in front of the world and humiliate a phony, and Mrs. Ungermyer still won't give me a break. She could at least be nice. Principals disgust me.
"Good luck." Kate whispered as she left, and even though I didn't know why, I said, "Thanks," back to her.
As soon as I had opened my big, huge book of torture, I heard a knock on the door. I expected it to be Kate, who had probably forgotten her sunglasses or something, but I was wrong. I opened the door and Gordo walked in.
"Hey." he said.
At this point, my head felt like it was going to explode, and I start sweating. I feel really dizzy, and after I say, "Hey," back to Gordo, I faint.
A/N: The shortest chapter you will ever read in your life. I'm so sorry, but when you write in a notebook, it seems really long. This took up 3 pages in my notebook, and I thought that was enough... but I was wrong.
"This is our last day in Roma!" I exclaimed to Kate the next morning.
"Well, I got to go." She said, ignoring me and fixing her eyeliner in the mirror. "Ethan's taking me out for spaghetti."
"For breakfast?"
"No, duh, McGuire. When else would you eat spaghetti?"
I shook my head. "Never mind. But what about Mr. Ungermyer?"
"Don't you know *anything*, McGuire? She's spending the day with Sergei, Paolo's old bodyguard, so we get a day off." Kate rolled her eyes.
Animated Lizzie: A day off? I didn't think those words were even in Mrs. Ungermyer's vocabulary. Weird.
My head suddenly starts to hurt badly, and I rub it. "Oh! I can't wait to-"
*Knock, knock, knock, knock.*
The Ungermyer signal.
Animated Lizzie: Just great. Here comes Ungermyer. Personally, I think she's ten times worse than Godzilla. She doesn't just eat you, but chops you into pieces and tries to send your best friend home first.
She comes in. "McGuire, you stay in this room and read about all you have missed out on. Now, regularly, I would send you back home for sneaking out and lying and everything, but your parents are just a floor below us, you *did* do an okay job last night at the concert, and we *are* leaving tomorrow, so what the heck. And your mother will come up here every hour to make sure that you are reading, so don't even think about sneaking off." Mrs. Ungermyer leaves the room, and so does Kate. My headache grows.
Animated Lizzie: I perform in front of the world and humiliate a phony, and Mrs. Ungermyer still won't give me a break. She could at least be nice. Principals disgust me.
"Good luck." Kate whispered as she left, and even though I didn't know why, I said, "Thanks," back to her.
As soon as I had opened my big, huge book of torture, I heard a knock on the door. I expected it to be Kate, who had probably forgotten her sunglasses or something, but I was wrong. I opened the door and Gordo walked in.
"Hey." he said.
At this point, my head felt like it was going to explode, and I start sweating. I feel really dizzy, and after I say, "Hey," back to Gordo, I faint.