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"How did you get out of being grounded?" Miranda asked, as she steered the Bug towards the mall that weekend.
"Well," Lizzie smiled. "Time was almost up, so it was like getting off for good behavior. And that fact that I'm a mommy's girl and I've served my penance."
"And the weekend before the Fall Ball," Miranda smiled. "Just in time to shop for a dress."
"Who are you taking?" Lizzie asked.
Miranda shrugged. "I usually go stag, then dance with different people. Usually me and Gordo hang out."
Lizzie felt a pang at the mention of Gordo. It'd been over a week since he'd come to her house, and Gordo acted so strange. Because she had caught up in English, the study session were short, he'd make sure she understood the book, then he left. She'd tired to hold him in conversation, but it never worked. Lizzie bit her lip, she knew what this meant, he wasn't interested, and now he was trying to go to great lengths to avoid her.
"Lizzie?" Miranda called.
"Huh?" she asked snapping to attention.
"I asked if you were going with anyone."
"Oh, I don't know, I don't think so," Lizzie answered, again thinking of Gordo.
Miranda let out a squeal as she saw a store ahead with formal dresses. She pulled Lizzie over then stood in front of the displays. At first, Lizzie found it difficult to share her friends enthusiasm in trying on the dresses, but soon, she was selecting different gowns from the rack then twirling in front of the mirrors. After she'd tried on her final selection and gotten back into her clothes, she waited outside the dressing room for Miranda.
The door to the dressing room slowly opened, and Miranda emerged, Lizzie smiled, Miranda looked amazing in this dress. It was gold and covered in glitter so each turn made it sparkle, the very thin straps that wrapped around her neck showed off her tan complexion. The dress dipped down to the small of her back. It was straight at the bottom and made Miranda look even taller and elegant.
"What do you think?" She asked peering into the mirror.
"If you don't get this one, I'm going to smack you," Lizzie stated.
"That's a good thing right?"
"Well, your hair is thrown back with a clip and you're barefoot, but you look amazing right now. It's a great dress," she stated enthusiastically.
Miranda smiled with relief. "Good because if this one didn't work, I was going to give up."
She hurried back into the room to change then they went through the line. Lizzie put her hand over her growling stomach. "Let's go eat."
Miranda happily complied, after they got their food and sat down, Lizzie collapsed into a chair. "It's so great to be out, to not be sneaking out."
Miranda laughed. "Stay out of fights and you won't have to worry about that."
"Hey, I'm doing good, I haven't hit her again, though she has deserved it many times," she replied, biting into her hamburger.
"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie," a voice called.
She fought the urge not to laugh as Ethan grabbed a chair, turned it around and sat down at their table.
"Ethan, Ethan, Ethan," she echoed.
"What are you two lovely ladies doing here?"
"Shopping," Miranda stated, taking a bite from a french fry.
"Cool! Me too!" he smiled.
"Who would have guessed," Lizzie smirked.
Ethan turned his attention to her as he ran a hand through his hair. "What are you shopping for?"
"Dresses for the Fall Ball," she answered.
"So you're going," he nodded.
Lizzie chocked back another laugh and glanced at Miranda who was shaking her head. "That might be part of the reason we're hopping for dresses."
"Who are you going with?"
Lizzie paused. "No one."
"You should come with me."
A smile tugged at her lips. "Why should I?"
"Well, I'm fun, I'm a good dancer, and you'll have a great time," he promised.
Lizzie nodded, she didn't know what else to say. Ethan grabbed a napkin and took a pen from his pocket then quickly scrawled his number on a napkin. "Call me tonight." He stood up. "I've got to go."
Both girls watched him go, but Miranda let out a cry of joy first. "You just go asked to the dance by Ethan Craft!"
Lizzie laughed again. "Is that a good thing?"
"Well, he is the most popular guy in school, and he's gorgeous," Miranda gushed.
Lizzie nodded, he was nice to look at, suddenly she remember something. "Is Ethan the one Kate was picking on you about that first day of school?"
Miranda turned slightly pink and nodded. "Yeah, but I don't like him, she was just going out with him at the time, and she felt it was her duty to make sure that no one forgot it. He'd knocked something earlier that day, and I had helped him pick it up."
Lizzie nodded. "So you don't like him, and if I did happen to go with him, you wouldn't care."
"If you didn't go with him, I'd think you were crazy," Miranda stated. "I mean, I think he's cute and all, but I couldn't picture myself with him."
Lizzie nodded, intertwining her fingers in the napkin. She realized this could be a great way to get back at Kate, she did have fun with Ethan. Her thoughts drifted to Gordo who'd lurked in the back of her mind ever since she'd kissed him. He hadn't shown any interest, and she couldn't pursue something with him if he wasn't interested. She smiled and put the napkin in her purse. "Looks like I'll be making a phone call and some plans for Friday."
"How did you get out of being grounded?" Miranda asked, as she steered the Bug towards the mall that weekend.
"Well," Lizzie smiled. "Time was almost up, so it was like getting off for good behavior. And that fact that I'm a mommy's girl and I've served my penance."
"And the weekend before the Fall Ball," Miranda smiled. "Just in time to shop for a dress."
"Who are you taking?" Lizzie asked.
Miranda shrugged. "I usually go stag, then dance with different people. Usually me and Gordo hang out."
Lizzie felt a pang at the mention of Gordo. It'd been over a week since he'd come to her house, and Gordo acted so strange. Because she had caught up in English, the study session were short, he'd make sure she understood the book, then he left. She'd tired to hold him in conversation, but it never worked. Lizzie bit her lip, she knew what this meant, he wasn't interested, and now he was trying to go to great lengths to avoid her.
"Lizzie?" Miranda called.
"Huh?" she asked snapping to attention.
"I asked if you were going with anyone."
"Oh, I don't know, I don't think so," Lizzie answered, again thinking of Gordo.
Miranda let out a squeal as she saw a store ahead with formal dresses. She pulled Lizzie over then stood in front of the displays. At first, Lizzie found it difficult to share her friends enthusiasm in trying on the dresses, but soon, she was selecting different gowns from the rack then twirling in front of the mirrors. After she'd tried on her final selection and gotten back into her clothes, she waited outside the dressing room for Miranda.
The door to the dressing room slowly opened, and Miranda emerged, Lizzie smiled, Miranda looked amazing in this dress. It was gold and covered in glitter so each turn made it sparkle, the very thin straps that wrapped around her neck showed off her tan complexion. The dress dipped down to the small of her back. It was straight at the bottom and made Miranda look even taller and elegant.
"What do you think?" She asked peering into the mirror.
"If you don't get this one, I'm going to smack you," Lizzie stated.
"That's a good thing right?"
"Well, your hair is thrown back with a clip and you're barefoot, but you look amazing right now. It's a great dress," she stated enthusiastically.
Miranda smiled with relief. "Good because if this one didn't work, I was going to give up."
She hurried back into the room to change then they went through the line. Lizzie put her hand over her growling stomach. "Let's go eat."
Miranda happily complied, after they got their food and sat down, Lizzie collapsed into a chair. "It's so great to be out, to not be sneaking out."
Miranda laughed. "Stay out of fights and you won't have to worry about that."
"Hey, I'm doing good, I haven't hit her again, though she has deserved it many times," she replied, biting into her hamburger.
"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie," a voice called.
She fought the urge not to laugh as Ethan grabbed a chair, turned it around and sat down at their table.
"Ethan, Ethan, Ethan," she echoed.
"What are you two lovely ladies doing here?"
"Shopping," Miranda stated, taking a bite from a french fry.
"Cool! Me too!" he smiled.
"Who would have guessed," Lizzie smirked.
Ethan turned his attention to her as he ran a hand through his hair. "What are you shopping for?"
"Dresses for the Fall Ball," she answered.
"So you're going," he nodded.
Lizzie chocked back another laugh and glanced at Miranda who was shaking her head. "That might be part of the reason we're hopping for dresses."
"Who are you going with?"
Lizzie paused. "No one."
"You should come with me."
A smile tugged at her lips. "Why should I?"
"Well, I'm fun, I'm a good dancer, and you'll have a great time," he promised.
Lizzie nodded, she didn't know what else to say. Ethan grabbed a napkin and took a pen from his pocket then quickly scrawled his number on a napkin. "Call me tonight." He stood up. "I've got to go."
Both girls watched him go, but Miranda let out a cry of joy first. "You just go asked to the dance by Ethan Craft!"
Lizzie laughed again. "Is that a good thing?"
"Well, he is the most popular guy in school, and he's gorgeous," Miranda gushed.
Lizzie nodded, he was nice to look at, suddenly she remember something. "Is Ethan the one Kate was picking on you about that first day of school?"
Miranda turned slightly pink and nodded. "Yeah, but I don't like him, she was just going out with him at the time, and she felt it was her duty to make sure that no one forgot it. He'd knocked something earlier that day, and I had helped him pick it up."
Lizzie nodded. "So you don't like him, and if I did happen to go with him, you wouldn't care."
"If you didn't go with him, I'd think you were crazy," Miranda stated. "I mean, I think he's cute and all, but I couldn't picture myself with him."
Lizzie nodded, intertwining her fingers in the napkin. She realized this could be a great way to get back at Kate, she did have fun with Ethan. Her thoughts drifted to Gordo who'd lurked in the back of her mind ever since she'd kissed him. He hadn't shown any interest, and she couldn't pursue something with him if he wasn't interested. She smiled and put the napkin in her purse. "Looks like I'll be making a phone call and some plans for Friday."