The Wish
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Chapter 2
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Makes me feel special ^.^ Great way to boost ones self
esteem.... Don't have much of that but I's okey doke. Heres the next part....
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"I can't do this I can't do this I can't do this" Lizzie mumbled as she flopped onto the large
bed as Alison piled clothes into suitcases. "Lizzie! You can too do this...." she exclaimed throwing a pair of shoes into the pile watching her best friend in a exhausted flop. Lizzie looked completely stressed out in her blue robe one shoe on one shoe off her hair half up make up hardly all the way on and she was having such a hard time. "It's just your parents"
"And my brother, and my friends, and all my old fellow students, and Hillridge and come on Alison!!!" Lizzie exclaimed jumping up her nerves shocked and racked and everything. "So?" Alison fought back handing Lizzie a pair of jeans a simple white shirt and her favorite jean jacket with a star sewed in on the pocket. "You will be fine. Everything will be fine. Me and Gabe are going with you. We'll.... We'll be your emotional bodyguards ok???"
"Promise?" Lizzie mummured childishly looking at the old carpet on the floor. Alison laughed. "Yes Lizzie. I promise. Now can we go? We'll miss the flight!!!" and shoved the clothes into Lizzie's arms and closed her best friend's suitcase. "Me and Gabe we'll be in the car waiting alright?" she insisted pulling out a pale of purple sunglasses and headed outside. Lizzie sighed blowing a blonde tendril away from her face. She was going to do this. She could do this. And nothing would stop her.
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The plane was already slowing down. It had been only been a few hours until Lizzie was going to be on her destination. Silently she fiddled with her labtop decorated with stickers and little sayings. Opening it, closing it, even at one put ripped of a sticker, her favorite one too.
The man next to Lizzie watched her carefully and chuckled. "First time flying?" he asked her slowly a small grin on his face. Lizzie stopped and turned flashing a small twitchy smile. "No actually I'm a Archeologist .... we live on planes" she teased as she silently opened back her labtop and tapped some keys. He grinned.
"Well I know it isnt much of my business but why are you so nervous then?"
Lizzie frowned giving a silly smile. "Nervous? Who me? I'm not nervous...." The man raised a eyebrow in disbelief. Lizzie sighed shaking her blonde tnedrils. "Yeah, I guess you could say I'm a bit nervous" she chuckled forcefully and stopped going back to fiddling with something, which was now the fringe of her shirt.
"I'm going to see my family after a couple of years and I'm a little nervous because we kinda had a big incident and I'm so worried to see them..." she admitted slowly with a soft look.
The man knodded quietly. It made better sense now. "What happened?" he asked feeling a bit noisy but he was like that.
"I'd rather not talk about it and think it hasn't happened at all" she admitted quietly giving a small smile in apology. The man shook his blonde head. "Oh dont worry about it. I should stop sneaking my big nose in other peoples business anyways" he admitted too, with a shy grin. Lizzie laughed quietly and took a deep breath.
"So where are you headed?"
"Oh back home. Hillridge, you've probably haven't heard of it----"
Lizzie starred for a moment. "Your joking" she muttured shaking her head in slight confusion and shock. The man frowned fixing his glasses and put them back on the bridge of his nose. "Um no... I'm pretty sure I live there" he said slowly knodding his head in his own confusion.
"Thats where I'm going!!!"
"No way now your joking" he teased pretty amazed at the luck that they were both heading to the same small town in nowheresville. Lizzie shook her head laughing, shaking off a bit of the nervousness that was eating her away. "I'm Elizabeth Mcguire but you can call me Lizzie" she said introducing herself. The man knodded. "Well its nice to meet you Lizzie I'm Danny Pheonix" he said shaking the hand she held out.
"And what business do you have in Hillridge?" Lizzie asked with a friendly tone. Danny laughed shaking his head. "None at all, thank god" Lizzie watched a bit confused. Danny shurgged notioning to his businesss suit and tie and such. "I'm a excutive for a big business investied from my hometown in New York. From time to time I have to go up their for a day or two to work. I live with my family down in Hillridge most of the time though"
"How old are you? Don't mind me asking but you long really young to be doing something like that" Lizzie teased but yet she knew it was true. He looked like he was at the ripe age of 20 with his childish smile big round blue eyes the glasses and his blonde hair and stubble from not having a clean shave from quite some time. "Wow I'm flattered but actually I'm 30" he said with a slight smile but with a merry twinkle in his eye. "And you already have a family you lucky dog" she teased happy to have a friend on board.
Alison and Gabe had to go on the other plane because a ticket mess up and there was only one seat left instead of three. They were taking a different plane to Hillridge and now she was all alone in this big plane with no one else now except Danny. She was more then glad for the company.
"Yeah a amazing wife and 2 kids" he said with a proud tone, and Lizzie could tell he was resisting to pull out his wallet and display his pictures like any old man would. But this time Lizzie didn't mind and she brought out the question herself. "Got any pictures I would love to see them" In no less then a heart beat his hand was in his pocket to reveal a neat leather wallet and he pulled out a few small wallet sized photos.
Lizzie took them and flipped through them Danny over his shoulder. Lizzie saw a little girl with black curls surrounding her cheerful face and sprankling blue eyes. She looked three or four in the picture. "Thats Anya" Danny explained from behind her shoulder. "She's six now and the most annoying thing on earth" he said with a affectionate tone and a proud smile.
Lizzie grinned. The girl was adorable. She looked so familiar but Lizzie couldn't place her face with anybody she knew. She flipped through the pictures with a little bit of commentary from Danny until she came to a new one. It was a small boy with the same blonde hair and blue eyes as Danny. "Ah thats Miles." Danny said with a small puff of laughter. "He's three now, the little daredevil he is" Lizzie chuckled when she came to the next picture which was Miles trying desperately to jump off the bunkbed.
Flipping through them once more Lizzie frowned. "I dont see any of your wife" she said looking in the cracks of the picture for a sign. Danny snorted. "She won't let me carry any pictures of her. She thinks they make her look fat" he teased raising his eyebrows. "Everytime we get new wallet photos she hides them from me and I never see them again"
Lizzie laughed as she handed him back the photos. "Its a shame. I would have liked to see her too" she said with a quiet smile. Danny shurgged. "Well we live in the small same town. We'll run across one another some time. Just come by anytime" he said with a pleasent smile and Lizzie knodded with a grin. Lizzie had made another friend to replace the ones she lost.
Finally Lizzie sensed the plane faltar and she clutched the armrests in her grasp. Danny eyed her with amusement. "Are you sure your ok with flying?" he asked looking at ease with the landing as the airplane shook just a bit. Lizzie frowned rolling her eyes at the man who looked like all he was doing was sitting. The truth Lizzie had never gotten use to the landing or take off part of the flying. All those warnings and seatbelts and naeusating flight attentendents with the perfect smile drove her crazy.
That was only part of the nervousness though. This was the closest she had ever been to her parents since that night and all she was doing was just getting closer. She could imagine everything now. Her mom's soft lavender shampoo. Her dad's smelly cologne. The nasty smell of all that gel her brother used. All of it was coming back to her and something in Lizzie wanted to keep all these memories excatly where they were. She had a perfect life, why ruin it now with the messy family business?
But Lizzie never listened to that voice.
Finally the plane was finished shaking and it went for the smooth landing strip, landing with such ease that Lizzie's own grip relaxed on the arm seats. Danny just raised an eyebrow as he unbuckled his seatbelt and the ride was done. "Well Lizzie ready for it?" he asked her a note of cocern in the eyes behind the glasses. He had known the girl for only a little bit but he felt he should help her in someway, she looked so helpless in the small plane seat.
Lizzie sighed taking the small labtop and her tiny bag from the top counters. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be" she mummured quietly clutching the bag to her chest and put the decorative labtop in side. Danny raised his eyebrows. "I'll come along with you for awhile if you want" he suggested with a friendly smile. "No ones coming to pick you up?" she asked softly as she followed the mob of people heading off the plane. "Nah" Danny shurgged his lean shoulders. "My family's use to it. I just leave a car here until I get back" he explained with a smart smile as they finally trescended down the stairs.
Lizzie starred at the open wide air, and the soft clouds. Looking around she noticied the Hillridge airport hadn't changed at all. From the time she left in a rage and a tearstained face and the time she is coming back with butterflies in her stomach the only thing Lizzie could tell the difference was that they had repainted it with different theme colors. Instead of green and white, it was now burgundy and white. Silently she trailed down the steps a small supreme grin on her face.
Danny looked at her pushing her forward with a small encouraging smile. After they went through the line and to make sure everything was okey they were inside they airport, People were flooding in and out back and forth inbetween everything. It was a big mob of people and Lizzie wasn't sure she wasn't going to find anybody. Silently the butterflies flapping harder in her stomach she turned around searching for the people she had been longing to see since she had left them, even though she would have never admitted it at the time.
"Danny I don't see them anywhere" she whined standing upon her tiptoes searching the crowds of people for anybody slightly familiar.
Danny chuckled quietly looking east. "You have a recieving party Lizzie" he teased knodding his head toward the direction and Lizzie without any heistation turned instantly toward it and her eyes glazed with the small sight.
On a pair of plastic old seats sat a middle aged woman, who looked at least 40 or 50, her slight blonde gray hair in a ponytail the glasses on the bridge of her nose her blue eyes identical to Lizzie's wearing a small dress and a jacket holding on desperately to her purse. She was standing nervously next to an man the same excat age or older then her with salt and pepper hair and glasses on his shoulders a small girl with white blonde hair in two braids and ivory skin holding a sign that clearly read Lizzie Mcguire. Next to the family was a man who looked 19 or so in sophiscated clothing but a sign of immaturity with baggy jeans, at his side a young woman with pale red hair and regular clothes holding to his hand. Starring at them Lizzie felt a bubble burst in her full of excitement and happiness flooding into her eyes filling suddenly forgetting anything that happened just what the future was holding for her and how happy she was.
"Danny..." she muttured her voice thick with tears that were unshed. Turning around suddenly she saw empty space. Danny had left. Lizzie smilied. And she knew it was for the best. She needed to do this encounter by herself.
Finally she pushed aside the people who gathered and quietly walked up to the people , now only a few steps close to them. They were searching through the mobs of people looking for someone who looked distinctly like her. Lizzie hadn't noticed she changed so much. "Hello?" she squeaked toward the group suddenly covering her mouth in shock at her voice.
Quietly clearing it she tried again finally catching the family's attention. "Hello?" she whispered clutching quietly to the bag.
Her mom turned around sharply at the small whisper of attention and her eyes roamed over Lizzie. Watching her with a careful eye her face instantly turned into a grin and she asked daring to hope "Lizzie?" Lizzie knodded shurgging as she held onto the small backpack as if for dear life. "Hi Mom" she muttured her voice thick, and Her mother gasped and without another word the two inclosed the gap that was between them, and hugged, pulling each other as close as they possibly could.
"Hi Lizzie" her mom whispered into her eye, tears streaming down her pale drawn face. Pulling her back, Jo had a good luck at her daughter. It was all a surprise. The short cropped blonde hair, the brilliant tan, the lean healthy body, and the good lucks. Her daughter was beautiful beyond comprehension. "Look at you" she laughed heartily pushing the tears away from her cheeks. "You've certainly.... changed"
Lizzie choked, laughing through her own tears, which finally escaped, despite her desperate squelch to keep them back. "I've changed. Mom look at you!" Standing back she got a better look at her mother. She didn't look at older then when Lizzie last saw her 6 years, except her blonde hair had more strands of silver and she looked more thin then she last remembered. "You look... stunning" she giggled again, all her nerves lost and forgotten, trying desperately to keep her cool, and not jump around in frantic excitement.
"Daddy" Lizzie smilied advancing to her father, Sam, who was convientatly right next to Jo. "Hey Munchkin" he stated affectionately not one bit sarcastic tone in his voice, like he used when she was little, just to annoy her. Dropping the small child off his shoulders he grabbed her in a big bear hug, realizing how much he had missed his only daughter, and despite his manly concept he let one solitary tear fall.
Lizzie held him tightly, looking at him. He hadn't changed much ethier. He still had the cocky smile, and pride face. His hair was black spotted with white and Lizzie saw know instead of thin and flimsy like her mother, he was all brawn and muscle. "You've been working out" she teased quietly trying to hold back a fresh batch of tears. Seeing her parents brought back wonderful memories and seeing them again, just being with them, was all she could ever ask for.
"Yeah, a little Teabo" Sam teased hugging her close again kissing her lighlty on the cheek. The little girl watched still holding the sign that had Lizzie's name on it. "Who's this?" Lizzie asked her arm still wrapped around her dad. "I'm Alice" the little girl introduced holding out a small hand for Lizzie to shake. Sam smilied down at her. Seeing the Lizzie and Alice together her slightly saw the comparison. "Alice is our next door neighbor" he explained slowly with a small twinkle in his eye.
"Yes I am" Alice said with a small her voice holding a hint of a british accent. "She's been dieing to met you" Jo added coming over and giving Alice a tickle on her back. Alice giggled playfully and smilied. "Mrs.Jo and Mr.Sam has said lots and lots about you, Ms.Lizzie" she stated proudly with a huge grin flashing a bright smile.
Lizzie chuuckled at the innocence and finally turned around to her last visitor. "Matt?" she whispered laughing in shock at what she saw. When Matt was younger, she had the clear vision that he was going to be one of those slackers at school , you know, the ones with the greasy hair, the pants that hung just below your butt, who thought it was cool to run into a wall, when he was all grown up. But when she turned around she saw something completely different from what she imagined.
Matt stood up wearing a white shirt with a collar a loose tie around his neck, his hair bleached blonde, a pair of hornrimmed glasses alot like Sam's on his face. He didn't wear work pants, but a loose pair of jeans, and a par of loafers. "Matt?" Lizzie asked again still shocked at the vision of her little pest of a brother. "Hey Liz" he grinned softly looking over her. "Wow... you look great"
Lizzie gaped. "You too..." she mumbled and pulled him into a hug despite his very uuncomfortable posture. "And who might this be?" Lizzie said a little teasing note in her voice, just like she would do when she was kid, when she certainly at the advantage at something. A small young woman with soft red locks and a friendly face came up holding her hand. "Lizzie this is Charlotte, my fiancee" Matt said formerly a proud smile on his face.
"This is a first... I really expected I would be married first" Lizzie teased shaking the woman's hand. Cameron laughed, hardly a sign of nervousness on her. "I am glad to met you Lizzie. Just call me Cammie" she said a slight New York accent, but that didn't disturb Lizzie at all. At first sight, in her mind, she had declared Cammie a fine woman and without a doubt a perfect match for her brat brother who certainly needed someone to watch over her. "It's nice to meet you too" Lizzie sighed truthfully.
Finally when the confrontation was done, Lizzie retreated back to her mother's arms. Wrapping her arms around Jo's thin waist, Jo put her arm around her shoulders sqeeuzing them comfortably. "You really do look wonderful dear" she stated with a sweet smile as the finally completed family headed off. They were all delighted to have Lizzie back in thier life, all horrid signs and bad words forgotten. "You too" Lizzie whispered as they headed to get Lizzie's suitcases.
Lizzie starred as they drove through Hillridge chatting happily. The place had changed but yet was still the same in many ways. The mall was still where it was, but where the Fashion Shack was their was a Dairy Queen and it was all turned around. They drove by, and Lizzie to her delight saw the Digitail Bean was still intact and in business a bunch of young middle school and highschool kids seen from the window. They even drove past the old school and Lizzie grinned with a wild memory laughing.
Finally they pulled to their house. Lizzie's house. Lizzie looked from the front window her eyes scanning every bit of it. It hadn't changed a bit. She had remembered it so well, seeing it in her dreams every night. The bright cheery windows, the welcoming porch, the two story house just glowing happily in the summer sun. Even the little things were their. Lizzie saw the large scarth in the wood on the side of the house, when Lizzie was 16 and trying to drive ran into it. A big hole on the other side cleverly hidden but could still be sign from when Matt and Lanny had found out how to make rocket ships, and even a bit of paint for when Lizzie decided she wanted to be a artiste.
"Welcome Home" she whispered to herself as she pulled open the door and headed outside.
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Heh Second Chapter ^.^ I think its turning out interesting. What in the world is going to happen next? And wheres Miranda and Gordo? Check it out next time.
Thank you and Have a Nice Day.
~MerlinsApprentince
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Chapter 2
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Makes me feel special ^.^ Great way to boost ones self
esteem.... Don't have much of that but I's okey doke. Heres the next part....
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"I can't do this I can't do this I can't do this" Lizzie mumbled as she flopped onto the large
bed as Alison piled clothes into suitcases. "Lizzie! You can too do this...." she exclaimed throwing a pair of shoes into the pile watching her best friend in a exhausted flop. Lizzie looked completely stressed out in her blue robe one shoe on one shoe off her hair half up make up hardly all the way on and she was having such a hard time. "It's just your parents"
"And my brother, and my friends, and all my old fellow students, and Hillridge and come on Alison!!!" Lizzie exclaimed jumping up her nerves shocked and racked and everything. "So?" Alison fought back handing Lizzie a pair of jeans a simple white shirt and her favorite jean jacket with a star sewed in on the pocket. "You will be fine. Everything will be fine. Me and Gabe are going with you. We'll.... We'll be your emotional bodyguards ok???"
"Promise?" Lizzie mummured childishly looking at the old carpet on the floor. Alison laughed. "Yes Lizzie. I promise. Now can we go? We'll miss the flight!!!" and shoved the clothes into Lizzie's arms and closed her best friend's suitcase. "Me and Gabe we'll be in the car waiting alright?" she insisted pulling out a pale of purple sunglasses and headed outside. Lizzie sighed blowing a blonde tendril away from her face. She was going to do this. She could do this. And nothing would stop her.
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The plane was already slowing down. It had been only been a few hours until Lizzie was going to be on her destination. Silently she fiddled with her labtop decorated with stickers and little sayings. Opening it, closing it, even at one put ripped of a sticker, her favorite one too.
The man next to Lizzie watched her carefully and chuckled. "First time flying?" he asked her slowly a small grin on his face. Lizzie stopped and turned flashing a small twitchy smile. "No actually I'm a Archeologist .... we live on planes" she teased as she silently opened back her labtop and tapped some keys. He grinned.
"Well I know it isnt much of my business but why are you so nervous then?"
Lizzie frowned giving a silly smile. "Nervous? Who me? I'm not nervous...." The man raised a eyebrow in disbelief. Lizzie sighed shaking her blonde tnedrils. "Yeah, I guess you could say I'm a bit nervous" she chuckled forcefully and stopped going back to fiddling with something, which was now the fringe of her shirt.
"I'm going to see my family after a couple of years and I'm a little nervous because we kinda had a big incident and I'm so worried to see them..." she admitted slowly with a soft look.
The man knodded quietly. It made better sense now. "What happened?" he asked feeling a bit noisy but he was like that.
"I'd rather not talk about it and think it hasn't happened at all" she admitted quietly giving a small smile in apology. The man shook his blonde head. "Oh dont worry about it. I should stop sneaking my big nose in other peoples business anyways" he admitted too, with a shy grin. Lizzie laughed quietly and took a deep breath.
"So where are you headed?"
"Oh back home. Hillridge, you've probably haven't heard of it----"
Lizzie starred for a moment. "Your joking" she muttured shaking her head in slight confusion and shock. The man frowned fixing his glasses and put them back on the bridge of his nose. "Um no... I'm pretty sure I live there" he said slowly knodding his head in his own confusion.
"Thats where I'm going!!!"
"No way now your joking" he teased pretty amazed at the luck that they were both heading to the same small town in nowheresville. Lizzie shook her head laughing, shaking off a bit of the nervousness that was eating her away. "I'm Elizabeth Mcguire but you can call me Lizzie" she said introducing herself. The man knodded. "Well its nice to meet you Lizzie I'm Danny Pheonix" he said shaking the hand she held out.
"And what business do you have in Hillridge?" Lizzie asked with a friendly tone. Danny laughed shaking his head. "None at all, thank god" Lizzie watched a bit confused. Danny shurgged notioning to his businesss suit and tie and such. "I'm a excutive for a big business investied from my hometown in New York. From time to time I have to go up their for a day or two to work. I live with my family down in Hillridge most of the time though"
"How old are you? Don't mind me asking but you long really young to be doing something like that" Lizzie teased but yet she knew it was true. He looked like he was at the ripe age of 20 with his childish smile big round blue eyes the glasses and his blonde hair and stubble from not having a clean shave from quite some time. "Wow I'm flattered but actually I'm 30" he said with a slight smile but with a merry twinkle in his eye. "And you already have a family you lucky dog" she teased happy to have a friend on board.
Alison and Gabe had to go on the other plane because a ticket mess up and there was only one seat left instead of three. They were taking a different plane to Hillridge and now she was all alone in this big plane with no one else now except Danny. She was more then glad for the company.
"Yeah a amazing wife and 2 kids" he said with a proud tone, and Lizzie could tell he was resisting to pull out his wallet and display his pictures like any old man would. But this time Lizzie didn't mind and she brought out the question herself. "Got any pictures I would love to see them" In no less then a heart beat his hand was in his pocket to reveal a neat leather wallet and he pulled out a few small wallet sized photos.
Lizzie took them and flipped through them Danny over his shoulder. Lizzie saw a little girl with black curls surrounding her cheerful face and sprankling blue eyes. She looked three or four in the picture. "Thats Anya" Danny explained from behind her shoulder. "She's six now and the most annoying thing on earth" he said with a affectionate tone and a proud smile.
Lizzie grinned. The girl was adorable. She looked so familiar but Lizzie couldn't place her face with anybody she knew. She flipped through the pictures with a little bit of commentary from Danny until she came to a new one. It was a small boy with the same blonde hair and blue eyes as Danny. "Ah thats Miles." Danny said with a small puff of laughter. "He's three now, the little daredevil he is" Lizzie chuckled when she came to the next picture which was Miles trying desperately to jump off the bunkbed.
Flipping through them once more Lizzie frowned. "I dont see any of your wife" she said looking in the cracks of the picture for a sign. Danny snorted. "She won't let me carry any pictures of her. She thinks they make her look fat" he teased raising his eyebrows. "Everytime we get new wallet photos she hides them from me and I never see them again"
Lizzie laughed as she handed him back the photos. "Its a shame. I would have liked to see her too" she said with a quiet smile. Danny shurgged. "Well we live in the small same town. We'll run across one another some time. Just come by anytime" he said with a pleasent smile and Lizzie knodded with a grin. Lizzie had made another friend to replace the ones she lost.
Finally Lizzie sensed the plane faltar and she clutched the armrests in her grasp. Danny eyed her with amusement. "Are you sure your ok with flying?" he asked looking at ease with the landing as the airplane shook just a bit. Lizzie frowned rolling her eyes at the man who looked like all he was doing was sitting. The truth Lizzie had never gotten use to the landing or take off part of the flying. All those warnings and seatbelts and naeusating flight attentendents with the perfect smile drove her crazy.
That was only part of the nervousness though. This was the closest she had ever been to her parents since that night and all she was doing was just getting closer. She could imagine everything now. Her mom's soft lavender shampoo. Her dad's smelly cologne. The nasty smell of all that gel her brother used. All of it was coming back to her and something in Lizzie wanted to keep all these memories excatly where they were. She had a perfect life, why ruin it now with the messy family business?
But Lizzie never listened to that voice.
Finally the plane was finished shaking and it went for the smooth landing strip, landing with such ease that Lizzie's own grip relaxed on the arm seats. Danny just raised an eyebrow as he unbuckled his seatbelt and the ride was done. "Well Lizzie ready for it?" he asked her a note of cocern in the eyes behind the glasses. He had known the girl for only a little bit but he felt he should help her in someway, she looked so helpless in the small plane seat.
Lizzie sighed taking the small labtop and her tiny bag from the top counters. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be" she mummured quietly clutching the bag to her chest and put the decorative labtop in side. Danny raised his eyebrows. "I'll come along with you for awhile if you want" he suggested with a friendly smile. "No ones coming to pick you up?" she asked softly as she followed the mob of people heading off the plane. "Nah" Danny shurgged his lean shoulders. "My family's use to it. I just leave a car here until I get back" he explained with a smart smile as they finally trescended down the stairs.
Lizzie starred at the open wide air, and the soft clouds. Looking around she noticied the Hillridge airport hadn't changed at all. From the time she left in a rage and a tearstained face and the time she is coming back with butterflies in her stomach the only thing Lizzie could tell the difference was that they had repainted it with different theme colors. Instead of green and white, it was now burgundy and white. Silently she trailed down the steps a small supreme grin on her face.
Danny looked at her pushing her forward with a small encouraging smile. After they went through the line and to make sure everything was okey they were inside they airport, People were flooding in and out back and forth inbetween everything. It was a big mob of people and Lizzie wasn't sure she wasn't going to find anybody. Silently the butterflies flapping harder in her stomach she turned around searching for the people she had been longing to see since she had left them, even though she would have never admitted it at the time.
"Danny I don't see them anywhere" she whined standing upon her tiptoes searching the crowds of people for anybody slightly familiar.
Danny chuckled quietly looking east. "You have a recieving party Lizzie" he teased knodding his head toward the direction and Lizzie without any heistation turned instantly toward it and her eyes glazed with the small sight.
On a pair of plastic old seats sat a middle aged woman, who looked at least 40 or 50, her slight blonde gray hair in a ponytail the glasses on the bridge of her nose her blue eyes identical to Lizzie's wearing a small dress and a jacket holding on desperately to her purse. She was standing nervously next to an man the same excat age or older then her with salt and pepper hair and glasses on his shoulders a small girl with white blonde hair in two braids and ivory skin holding a sign that clearly read Lizzie Mcguire. Next to the family was a man who looked 19 or so in sophiscated clothing but a sign of immaturity with baggy jeans, at his side a young woman with pale red hair and regular clothes holding to his hand. Starring at them Lizzie felt a bubble burst in her full of excitement and happiness flooding into her eyes filling suddenly forgetting anything that happened just what the future was holding for her and how happy she was.
"Danny..." she muttured her voice thick with tears that were unshed. Turning around suddenly she saw empty space. Danny had left. Lizzie smilied. And she knew it was for the best. She needed to do this encounter by herself.
Finally she pushed aside the people who gathered and quietly walked up to the people , now only a few steps close to them. They were searching through the mobs of people looking for someone who looked distinctly like her. Lizzie hadn't noticed she changed so much. "Hello?" she squeaked toward the group suddenly covering her mouth in shock at her voice.
Quietly clearing it she tried again finally catching the family's attention. "Hello?" she whispered clutching quietly to the bag.
Her mom turned around sharply at the small whisper of attention and her eyes roamed over Lizzie. Watching her with a careful eye her face instantly turned into a grin and she asked daring to hope "Lizzie?" Lizzie knodded shurgging as she held onto the small backpack as if for dear life. "Hi Mom" she muttured her voice thick, and Her mother gasped and without another word the two inclosed the gap that was between them, and hugged, pulling each other as close as they possibly could.
"Hi Lizzie" her mom whispered into her eye, tears streaming down her pale drawn face. Pulling her back, Jo had a good luck at her daughter. It was all a surprise. The short cropped blonde hair, the brilliant tan, the lean healthy body, and the good lucks. Her daughter was beautiful beyond comprehension. "Look at you" she laughed heartily pushing the tears away from her cheeks. "You've certainly.... changed"
Lizzie choked, laughing through her own tears, which finally escaped, despite her desperate squelch to keep them back. "I've changed. Mom look at you!" Standing back she got a better look at her mother. She didn't look at older then when Lizzie last saw her 6 years, except her blonde hair had more strands of silver and she looked more thin then she last remembered. "You look... stunning" she giggled again, all her nerves lost and forgotten, trying desperately to keep her cool, and not jump around in frantic excitement.
"Daddy" Lizzie smilied advancing to her father, Sam, who was convientatly right next to Jo. "Hey Munchkin" he stated affectionately not one bit sarcastic tone in his voice, like he used when she was little, just to annoy her. Dropping the small child off his shoulders he grabbed her in a big bear hug, realizing how much he had missed his only daughter, and despite his manly concept he let one solitary tear fall.
Lizzie held him tightly, looking at him. He hadn't changed much ethier. He still had the cocky smile, and pride face. His hair was black spotted with white and Lizzie saw know instead of thin and flimsy like her mother, he was all brawn and muscle. "You've been working out" she teased quietly trying to hold back a fresh batch of tears. Seeing her parents brought back wonderful memories and seeing them again, just being with them, was all she could ever ask for.
"Yeah, a little Teabo" Sam teased hugging her close again kissing her lighlty on the cheek. The little girl watched still holding the sign that had Lizzie's name on it. "Who's this?" Lizzie asked her arm still wrapped around her dad. "I'm Alice" the little girl introduced holding out a small hand for Lizzie to shake. Sam smilied down at her. Seeing the Lizzie and Alice together her slightly saw the comparison. "Alice is our next door neighbor" he explained slowly with a small twinkle in his eye.
"Yes I am" Alice said with a small her voice holding a hint of a british accent. "She's been dieing to met you" Jo added coming over and giving Alice a tickle on her back. Alice giggled playfully and smilied. "Mrs.Jo and Mr.Sam has said lots and lots about you, Ms.Lizzie" she stated proudly with a huge grin flashing a bright smile.
Lizzie chuuckled at the innocence and finally turned around to her last visitor. "Matt?" she whispered laughing in shock at what she saw. When Matt was younger, she had the clear vision that he was going to be one of those slackers at school , you know, the ones with the greasy hair, the pants that hung just below your butt, who thought it was cool to run into a wall, when he was all grown up. But when she turned around she saw something completely different from what she imagined.
Matt stood up wearing a white shirt with a collar a loose tie around his neck, his hair bleached blonde, a pair of hornrimmed glasses alot like Sam's on his face. He didn't wear work pants, but a loose pair of jeans, and a par of loafers. "Matt?" Lizzie asked again still shocked at the vision of her little pest of a brother. "Hey Liz" he grinned softly looking over her. "Wow... you look great"
Lizzie gaped. "You too..." she mumbled and pulled him into a hug despite his very uuncomfortable posture. "And who might this be?" Lizzie said a little teasing note in her voice, just like she would do when she was kid, when she certainly at the advantage at something. A small young woman with soft red locks and a friendly face came up holding her hand. "Lizzie this is Charlotte, my fiancee" Matt said formerly a proud smile on his face.
"This is a first... I really expected I would be married first" Lizzie teased shaking the woman's hand. Cameron laughed, hardly a sign of nervousness on her. "I am glad to met you Lizzie. Just call me Cammie" she said a slight New York accent, but that didn't disturb Lizzie at all. At first sight, in her mind, she had declared Cammie a fine woman and without a doubt a perfect match for her brat brother who certainly needed someone to watch over her. "It's nice to meet you too" Lizzie sighed truthfully.
Finally when the confrontation was done, Lizzie retreated back to her mother's arms. Wrapping her arms around Jo's thin waist, Jo put her arm around her shoulders sqeeuzing them comfortably. "You really do look wonderful dear" she stated with a sweet smile as the finally completed family headed off. They were all delighted to have Lizzie back in thier life, all horrid signs and bad words forgotten. "You too" Lizzie whispered as they headed to get Lizzie's suitcases.
Lizzie starred as they drove through Hillridge chatting happily. The place had changed but yet was still the same in many ways. The mall was still where it was, but where the Fashion Shack was their was a Dairy Queen and it was all turned around. They drove by, and Lizzie to her delight saw the Digitail Bean was still intact and in business a bunch of young middle school and highschool kids seen from the window. They even drove past the old school and Lizzie grinned with a wild memory laughing.
Finally they pulled to their house. Lizzie's house. Lizzie looked from the front window her eyes scanning every bit of it. It hadn't changed a bit. She had remembered it so well, seeing it in her dreams every night. The bright cheery windows, the welcoming porch, the two story house just glowing happily in the summer sun. Even the little things were their. Lizzie saw the large scarth in the wood on the side of the house, when Lizzie was 16 and trying to drive ran into it. A big hole on the other side cleverly hidden but could still be sign from when Matt and Lanny had found out how to make rocket ships, and even a bit of paint for when Lizzie decided she wanted to be a artiste.
"Welcome Home" she whispered to herself as she pulled open the door and headed outside.
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Heh Second Chapter ^.^ I think its turning out interesting. What in the world is going to happen next? And wheres Miranda and Gordo? Check it out next time.
Thank you and Have a Nice Day.
~MerlinsApprentince