The Wish
by:MerlinsApprentince
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Chapter 4
A/N: Alright this is getting kinda creepy. I am on Chapter 4. It's quite a miracle. Me , my lazy self, actually doing stuff. Your quite lucky, if your reading this, lol. It takes me freakin forever to finish one chapter. Some advice. Relish this chapter. Take your time reading it. Who knows when I will do chapter 5, lol. But I will previal!!!
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Lizzie quietly looked at the young woman who's head raised at the explanation of her name. Danny frowned looking at her. This was weird. How did she know his wife's name?
The woman who Lizzie suspected was her childhood best friend stopped and starred at Lizzie, who was standing next to Danny. She looked over at her short wavy blonde hair still held back by the yellow headband, the soft blue eyes, the decortive but nice way she dressed, down to her old adias sneakers. She gaped. "Lizzie?" she questioned her voice shocked and weak.
Danny's eyes danced between the two women who starred at one another for the last minute or two. It was obvious they new each other from a long time ago, or at least met once before in their lives. When he said it was a small world, he truly didn't know how small it was. "Well, this is quite a nice surprise... Um, Lizzie, this is my wife Miranda, Miranda this is a friend of mine from the plane trip home" Danny said awkwardly truly afriad both of them were going to catch flies in their mouths from keeping them gaping for so long.
Miranda starred silently her emerald eyes potraying shock and surprise. She hadn't seen Lizzie, since that day the accident happened, since Lizzie found out and stomped out in tears, practically sure of herself that it was all her fault. Lizzie had been her best friend through elementary, middle, and high school. Then one day she vanished from her life for 6 years. And in one day she reappears just as fast as she left.
Lizzie looked over Miranda. The last time Lizzie had seen her, Miranda had dyed her hair a ruby red and it was cropped unneatly, and she was wearing all sorts of punk rock clothes. Lizzie remembered she liked the style, and would have loved to dress like that, but she had her own sort of fashion sense and she stuck with those. Now she looked so much more comfortable, her daughter, at her side.
It took her a few minutes to registar the last 2 words. Her daughter. Miranda was a mother. Miranda was happily married to Danny Phoenix, a man she met only a couple of hours ago, with 2 adorable young children. What about Gordo? Was he married and had children? And Ethan Crafte her old middle school and high school crush? Was he as happy as married had looked minutes before?
Finally Miranda broke the silence cupping Anya's small hand in her's. "L-Lizzie?" she croaked quietly looking at her best friend awkwardly. "W-w-what are you doing here? I thought you---" Lizzie stopped breaking it off her voice just as raspy as Miranda's. "Um , well , Matt's getting married soon, and my mom... she called me, to come down and visit for his wedding. So I came" she whispered hugging herself looking at Miranda apprehensively.
Was she mad?
Angry?
Was Miranda even happy to see Lizzie?
Lizzie highly doubted it. She left Miranda and Gordo without even a goodbye, her hurt, pain, and anger flooding through her viens, that she couldn't even think striaght. But it came to her as a surprise, when Miranda dropped Anya's hand and closed the space between the two as she hugged Lizzie close to herself.
Miranda didn't even knew how it happened. Once Lizzie did confirm she was herself, Miranda felt something explode inside her. Her best friend was back. It was like she had found out she had died, and then just learned it was some terrible mistake. She had felt tears prick her own eyes as she wrapped her arms around Lizzie's body hugging her tightly as if in thought that if she let go she would lose her friend again, but this time forever.
Lizzie, still a bit taken aback from the show of affection without any revenge as well, wrapped her own arms around her hugging her back as she closed her eyes. This was Miranda here. She wasn't afraid of anything, especially shows of affection and tears. And Lizzie was just as happy to have her back in her life. Nothing could have made her more happier now. Hey maybe Gordo was hiding somewhere in this mall too?
Miranda pulled back, quietly wiping the tears that escaped her grasp. She still had her arms around Lizzie though. "Lizzie... this is so... amazing. I thought you had left, and that you were never going to come back" Lizzie sighed frightened. She had made them this unhappy? At that moment long ago, she was sure everyone would have been happy to see her go. Lizzie took Miranda's shoulder firmly feeling tiny tears escape. "I couldn't do that. I could never just leave forever" she admitted silently. Even if it took all her courage, she knew deep down, even if Matt never married she would have made her way to Hillridge whether she wanted to or not.
Miranda knodded laughing the sadness away. Anya watched with a confused glance as she inched over to her father. Silently she took his big hand and asked "Daddy whats going on?" Danny frowned watching the two. "I haven't a idea, sweetie" he said truthfully eyeing the scene confused above all reason. "I'm sorry. I just saw you and became a mess" Miranda admitted as she searched through her purse for a tissue. Lizzie laughed, the noise sobby like. "If you have another tissue, I wouldn't mind having on" she insisted and the two laughed, even though the comment wasn't hardly a bit funny.
Miranda handed her former best friend a tissue and grinned up at her. "So how long are you planning to stay?" she asked slowly looking at her with a long stare. Lizzie grinned. "For awhile. I'm not excatly sure yet" she admitted taking the tissue greatfully and wiped her eyes carefully. Miranda knodded biting her lip. "Well, how long have you been here?" she asked slowly. She had been here and hadn't called her? Even if she didn't know her number she could have made at least a effort...
"I just got back yesterday"
Well, thats a good reason Lizzie didn't call. "Really? Are you here by yourself?" Miranda asked looking around for anyone she would recongize. "Um, no" Lizzie replied fixing her hair. "My mom and her friend are eating down at the food court. I saw Danny, here, and came over to investigate and say hello" she explained smiling at Miranda.
Miranda turned toward Danny raising an eyebrow. "And how do you know Lizzie?" she asked with a small teasing tone. Danny grinned. "We met on the plane back home. She was so nervous, Miranda, couldn't help but be friendly" he begged quietly grinning softly again. Miranda laughed shaking her head. "I know, I know. Thats you. But you didn't tell me the person you met was Lizzie Mcguire" at that she linked a hand around Lizzie's shoulder smiling down at her.
Lizzie grinned back. Looks like all little hates or dislikes were gone from Miranda, replaced with joy to see her again. Just like with her family. Once again it made her feel stupid. She shouldn't have been afriad to come and see her friends like she was afraid to come and see her family. "So, Lizzie , since you are here, why don't you come and join us for dinner?" Miranda invitied quietly looking at Danny for premission, who without a word knodded. Lizzie grinned. "I would certainly love to. Have you guys eaten lunch yet? I'd love you guys to come join me and Mum, we could you know catch up and stuff"
Danny sighed. "Can't, I got to get back to work, finish those accounts" Miranda sighed again then turned toward Lizzie. "Sure, I guess me and the kids won't mind a little lunch?" Anya looked down at her tummy, and suddenly it rumbled. "Mummy can we have Mcdonalds?" she pleaded pulling on Miranda's sleeves pulling a starving look she often did when she was hungry.
Miranda knodded. "Sure Baby" she grinned as she took the stroller from Danny, who pulled out his cellphone and junk from the bottom. "Be home with Lizzie 'round 5 or 6" she informed her husband as he waved goodbye to the two girls heading toward the exit.
Miranda took the stroller getting a good look at Lizzie who was at her side. "You cut your hair" she observed stupidly and the two laughed again. "Yeah, um, I do archeology and long hair isn't the best thing for work like that... You've changed your hair back to your natural color"
Miranda smilied quietly. "Yeah, Danny hated ruby" she wrinkled her own nose. Lizzie grinned pleasently. "So do I know Danny from school or something?" she asked giving a inquistive look at her friend. Miranda laughed as she kept hold of Anya's curious hand and held on to the stroller at the same time. "Actually he did go to Hillridge"
Lizzie looked up confused. "Really? I've never noticed him." Miranda laughed. "He was three years older then us" she explained quietly taking the bottle and handing down to Miles who was desperately whining for it. Lizzie grinned down at him. "He's so cute. He look's so much like Danny" she smilied, awkwardly because she noticied Anya was giving her many inquisitive looks.
Miranda grinned down proudly at Miles. "He's my baby. Gordo likes to call him Mini Danny" Lizzie's head snapped at Gordo's name. "Gordo... How is he?" she asked slowly as if she hadn't been thinking of him and Miranda the whole time she came back. The young woman laughed , pushing the stroller through the crowds of the Hillridge Mall. "Gordo is by all means fantastic. He owns a huge account. Danny actually works for him. He's rich, famous, and he is getting married soon too. Not as soon as Matt but soon enough" the raven hair women stated.
Lizzie bit her lip. Gordo was engaged as well? Was she the only single former student from Hillridge High? Right now it seemed that way. Anya looked up her face lighting up at Gordo's name. "Uncle Gordo's here Mummy?" she asked quickly turning around, as if to find the man hiding behind her. "No, but we're going to go see him tommorrow for Breakfast. Lizzie your invitied if you want to come. I'm sure he'd love to see you" Miranda went on talking as she had done when she was younger and had a topic she could not get rid of.
Anya frowned. "But I wanna see Uncle Gordo now!" she whispered softly clearly disappointed. "Baby, just wait til tommorrow." Miranda whispered back grinning awkwardly at Lizzie. "Gordo's Anya's godfather. You won't believe how good he is with children. He's got Anya, Miles, and every other child under his thumb" Lizzie laughed. "Gordo? David Gordon?" she asked confused. He was good with children? Since when?
Miranda laughed. "No kidding, I was shocked too" she said with the same amount of laughter as they came up to Mrs.Mcguire and Alice who were both chowing down on chinese food and a Happy Meal. "Mom, Miranda" Lizzie introduced at first, but nethier had to be, they both squealed hello and hugged one another tightly.
Jo looked at Miranda's slim figure and the 2 children. "Honey look at you!" she gapped quietly laughing. Miranda laughed awkwardly. "Its nice to see you too, Mrs.McGuire"
Lizzie and Miranda both pulled up chairs, and after Miranda retrieved Anya, Miles, and herself lunches, they all started talking about one another and theirselves. Well, basicly it was just Lizzie and Miranda who were catching up, Jo was still amazed at how cute Miles was and couldnt help but play with him the whole time in his stroller.
Anya sat down looking at her Mommy and the stranger. They were nice friends. Now Anya couldnt play french fry people with Mommy, she was going to have to play with someone else. She looked toward Alice who was patiently chewing on a chicken nugget. She would do. "Hiya I'm Anya" the little curly haired child stated sitting in the chair next to Alice. Alice looked up confused. "Hello. I'm Alice" she introduced herself after she swallowed her food.
"Wanna play fry man?" Anya asked out right and blunt pulling out one salty potato after another. Alice frowned looking at Anya strangely. "French Fry Man?" she questioned slowly giving the tiny girl a queer look. Lizzie laughed watching the scene with humour. "Teaching your kid stuff like that Miranda is going to make her a outcast at school" she teased scooping down her fried rice hungrily. Miranda gave her a eye, twinkling. "Come on, you could not say yes to get that cute adorable face!" she answered truthfully and the 2 laughed.
Miranda quietly ate a more bigger bit of the Big Mac she ordered and turned back towards Lizzie. "So your a archelologist?" Lizzie smilied a bit awkward at the situation. Usually she and her friend would talk striaght through whatever they were doing and ignore all other surrounding things. But that wasn't the same now. Miranda had kids, and Lizzie hadn't a clue what to talke about. "Yeah. I travel from place to place digging up stuff if you will" Miranda knodded fascinated. "That sounds like fun. I've never noticed that you wanted to travel as kids"
Lizzie knodded again. "Thats true. I actually didn't want to. It took some convincing on my friends, Gabriel and Alison, part to actually do it. I love it now. Sometimes though it gets annoying." she grinned finishing off on the rice, and headed striaght for the sweet and sour chicken. "And what about you? I mean, you know, your dreams of becoming a pop star, or singer?"
Miranda laughed aloud at her old forgotten dreams. "Oh yeah" she chuckled fondly shaking her head. "Well, I got bored with singing. Everyone who audtioned sound the same, and I figured that my voice was no different. I decided on other topics I am good at and Danny suggested fashion. And that got me here, selling my clothe line, "Luv". " Lizzie grinned proud of her friend's wonderful success.
"From singing to fashion design. Not that big of a jump I say. Still think you should have been a singer. "
"Oh yeah and archeology wasnt a big step at all. You'd be better off selling candy, then digging in the dirt, the last time I remember..."
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Lizzie smilied lazily sitting on the empty table of the new Starbucks found a few blocks from her house. She and Miranda had spent the rest of the other day, lounging about the mall trying desperately to make up for lost time. Even when Lizzie came to Miranda's huge house they were still on how they accquired their jobs and about Uncle Gordo.
But Lizzie wasn't young anymore and couldn't just sleep over the Pheonixs' house. So, Miranda did invite her for breakfast the next morning at this Starbucks. Lizzie awoke with an excitied bubbly feeling. She couldn't wait to see how Gordo had turned out. Now that the blonde hair women learned that her friends weren't at all mad at her she wasn't afriad of meeting them anymore. And if she swore she thought Miranda was going to end up famous and she was clearly wrong she just hardly couldnt contain her curiousity about the rest.
Softly she starred at the already empty espresso cup. Maybe it was a lie to say that she was just a BIT nervous. Afterall she was going to have to see Gordo again after a full 6 years, and Gabe and Alison were coming in on plane today and she hoped they were exceptable. "Good Morning" a cheery voice broke her thoughts and Lizzie turned to see a cheerful Miranda in a loose dirty pair of jeans and a pick shirt her long raven locks loose around her face.
Anya trailed at her mother's heel, with yet another outrageous outfit. "Hey, Good Morning" the blonde greeted back as the 2 sat down at the table she saved. "Sorry we're late. Miles was throwing a fit" Miranda explained quickly pulling out a brush from her purse to fix her hair. She hardly got to brush it anymore, she just didnt have the time. Wow being a parent took alot out of your looks.
Lizzie laughed. "Don't worry about it. Gordo's late too" The mother rolled her eyes, hurrying the brush through her silky tresses. "He's alway late don't worry about it. Megan takes forever to get ready" Lizzie knodded letting her finger circle the top of her empty cup. She had learned that Megan was Gordo's egocentric bratty spoiled fiancee that has the poor guy wrapped around her expensive manicured finger. That was a excat quote from Miranda herself.
"Alright, I'll go get us something to eat---" Marianda began standing up quietly sticking the brush in her purse where it belonged most of the time. But Lizzie stood up breaking her lead. "You know what, don't worry about it." she insisted "It's on the house. What do you guys want?" Miranda raised an eyebrow as she sat back down reluctantly. "Dark Coffee, please" she informed as she crossed her legs a bit unsure. Anya looked up from her barrbie doll she pulled out of her backpack. "Chocolate muffin and chocolate milk" the little kid ordered professionally as she went back to her little imaginary world of dolls.
Lizzie grinned fondly. She was taking a big liking to the oldest Pheonix child. She remembered that Anya looked just like her mom, when she was that age, and when she saw Anya and Alice together yesterday it flashed back a memory to her. The 2 children reminded her of when Miranda and her had met on their first day of kindergarten. Wild Spunky Miranda Sanchez and Quiet Shy Lizzie Mcguire. It was odd seeing them together, but she plained to have Anya visit Alice alot more often.
"Anything else?" she asked searching through her miniture purse for her credit card. Marianda and Anya both shook their identical heads as a no, and Lizzie left the table. She sighed looking at the long winding line. And she volunteered because...?
She rolled her blue eyes and headed to get her place before another family of 10 came in out of nowhere. Lizzie waited awkwardly her foot stamping quietly on the tile. She went over the orders in her head. Dark. Chocolate Milk. Chocolate Muffin. And Lizzie was going to order herself another double espresso and a blueberry muffin.
But suddenly her thought process was broken when a high whiny voice intervined. "Oh Davey what are you ordering?" She sighed closing her eyes. Great. Instead of having a family of 10 children cehind her she had a couple of lovey dovey just married couple. Lizzie kept her back to them.
Ever since she found everyone was coupled in Hillridge instead of her, Lizzie had a whole different view on couples. Rightnow she absolutely postively despised them and envied them. Only if she was still dating Leon Carlson, then she wouldn't feel so alone. Oh wait, he was the one who had all those ugly stains on his shirt. Nevermind.
"Really Davey! Thats excatly what I was going to order! We are so alike!" This time a male voice replied humoursly. "Right, babe. You sure you want plain old coffee? No Sugar? Cream?"
"No! I want whatever your having sweetiepie"
Lizzie winced at the nicknames biting her lip. If she wasn't careful she was ethier going to blow up in their faces or burst out laughing at their cuddliness displayed in public. She decided she would order quickly then rush as far away from the 2 as physicly possibly. The line went alot slower and by the time she had come to the counter Lizzie was at the end of her rope.
"A dark coffee, chocolate milk and muffin, blueberry muffin and a double espresso and please please PLEASE hurry" she froaned throwing down the order and moving to the waiting line trying to not look behind her. The Starbucks barker announced Lizzie's order. Soon enough the tray of breakfast food appeared in front of her. Lizzie snatched her hot beverage first, in desperate need of a caffiene buzz as soon as possible.
Maybe Lizzie was just a tad bit to eager, because she procedded on spilling the entire boiling hot espresso all over the girl behind her. "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" Lizzie cried closing her eyes in embrassment. It was the couple cooeing behind her. Smart Mcguire. Pour hot espresso all over her, great way to aviod them entirely. The poorlady folded herself inward trying desperately to get her own body away from her thin white dress.
"Its okay" she laughed out loud. But Lizzie didn't hear because she kept repeating the fact that she was dreadfully sorry. "Oh geez, miss, I didn't mean - - -"
"Its ok, really" the stranger reassured Lizzie. "I'm fine" Lizzie once again ignored her and grabbed a mile high stack of napkin and then just to show off how clumsiy she was dropped them all on the floor. "Oh Dammit!" Lizzie cried bending huurriedly to pick them up. Her day just could not get any worse.
And you know when someone says that something extremely bad happens.
That was the case for Lizzie.
The guy laughed heartily, bending down on one knee helping her. "Listen don't worry about it, Megands had worse then hot coffee split on her" Suddenly Lizzie stopped fumbling for the starbuck's labeled napkins. That voice. She heard it flirting witht he girl earlier, but that mocking, sarcastic tone hit a bell inside her head. And Megan. Wasn't that the name of Gordo's fiancee?
No. No it couldn't be the Megan she just spilt scorching hot double espresso on. There was millions of Megan's in the world. Lizzie raised her sapphire eyes from the ground and tried desperately not to look at the guy, just so she could prove herself that it wasn't David Gordon. But curiousity got the best of her. She flashed her eyes toward the tall towering man. Ha , first he was tall. Gordo was so short she and Miranda had the funniest times irritsting him about his height.
She felt reassured. But when Lizzie had a good look all her reassureance and doubt went down the drain. Curly dark chocolate hair. Crystal blue eyes. A fine cheseled face, his chin and cheeks a bit scarthy from not being shaved a day or two. Taut biceps peeking from his double stitched loose shirt. Lizzie felt her own jaw drop. It was Gordo, no doubt about it, but at the same time it couldnt be. What happened to the short,lanky kid she knew during her childhood?
"Gordo?" she asked cautiously her eyes still roaming over him. He had changed the most of the trio, with his growth spurt, and not to mention his muscle growth. The supposed-Gordo handed the supposed-Megan the tower of napkin trying to wipe the stain that was slowly cooling down. "Huh?" the guy asked lifting his head to look at her. Lizzie looked at his yes. Yes it was Gordo, standing right in front of her, in one of her most embrassing moments of her life.
Gordo starred back at her for a moment and shook his head. "How do you know my- - - -- ?" but his sentence was left unfinished as his eyes looked over Lizzie's, clearly going down to her ratted old adida, to those jeans she saw in the mall yesterday (Miranda designed it, and had given her a free pair) to her light baby pink sleeved shirt and wavy yellow curls her head half hidden by a bucket hat.
Gordo looked over quietly as his memory pieced together to show him the picture. "Lizzie?" he questioned just as slowly as she had questioned him. "Lizzie Mcguire?"
Lizzie suddenly let a large smile loose spreading over her face hardly containing her excitement. She had the same joyful excitied feeling that she had when she saw Miranda and Anya in the mall. "Hi Gordo" was all she could managae through her happy smile. Gordo didn't reply, but instead laughed in amazement, ,and at the excat same moment both threw their arms around one another in a close hard hug.
Lizzie laughed echoing Gordo's own laughter, after a minute of two of hugging. Gordo was grinning. "Oh my god Lizzie look at you!!! What did you do to your hair??!!!" Lizzie laughed loudly putting her hand through her short curls. She didn't know her hair was going to be such a commotion. Miranda had given her a huuge speech about it. But Lizzie decided to turn the conversation around.
"Me?? Look at me?" she exclaimed clapping her own hands. "Look at you! Since when do you go to the gym?!" Gordo laughed. "Ever since my parents thought I spent half of mym lifetime watching Nickelodeon on my couch and threathened to take away my satellite" he replied honestly. Lizzie shook her head marveling at how much her friends had changed over a course of 6 years.
And the fact she couldn't be properly introduced to them, she ran into them. Miranda in the mall, and Gordo in the coffee shop. It was odd. "That sounds like something your phsycatrist parents would do" Lizzie laughed hugging him again. It was especially nice to see Gordo again. She had known him since diapers and when Lizzie needed someone to talk to it was him. He had stayed with her when she couldn't go to Danny's pool party on the first day of middle school, reassured her after her first break up, and even tried to help her catch a date with Ethan Crafte for the Sandie Hawkins dance.
"Yeah well, thats them" Gordo rolled his clear blue eyes.
Suddenly their attention was caught by somebody clearing her throat. Both Lizzie and Gordo turned to see a agitated Mgean standing there holding napkins in the middle of her waist. "Oh" Gordo stated quickly noticing the annoyed glare she was sending him, and unwrapped his arms from Lizzie.
"Um, Lizzie this is Megan Fargo my... my uuh... fiancee. Megan this is my childhood friend Lizzie Mcguire" he properly introduced the 2 woman who stood before one another. Just looking at her reminded Lizzie of Kate Sanders. But thinking of Kate brought sad hurtful memories and she shook her head, holding her hand out for Megan to shake. Megan knodded pioletely attempting to look friendly.
It wasn't working.
"Hi there Lizzie" she grinned shaking her hand. Gordo sighed taking the already soaked napkins and tried to dab the stain lighter. Megan sighed blowing a perfect blonde tendril away from her perfect face. It was a new dress too. "Look, Honey bun, why don't you just go find Miranda while I go and clean up in the bathroom?" Megan suggested throwing away the napkins. Lizzie had handed earlier. Lizzie winced guiltily. "I'm still so sorry. I'll-- I'll pay for the dry cleaning---"
Gordo chuckled shaking his bouncy curls. "It's ok, Liz, if you hadn't heard us the first few times" he stated raising an eyebrow. Megan laughed shaking her own head as she headed toward the girlsroom to fix what was left of her new dress. As soon as Megan was gone, Lizzie grinned teasingly "So Davey's getting married?"
Gordo's face turned bright red as he gathered his labtop carrier he dropped off at the chair when Lizzie so skillfully spilt her espresso. "Is it so hard to take in?" he questioned. She laughed leading him to their table, what was left of Miranda, Anya, and her own's food. "Actually it is. Gordo getting married. Especially to someone like Megan..." she stated sheepishly shaking her head. Gordo looked up defensively.
"What's wrong with Megan?" he countered back. "Nothing. Don't worry about it. It just came as a surprise to me, thats all" Lizzie replied back truthfully curling around one table. He didn't reply to that but asked a simple question.
"So... why are you back?"
Lizzie stopped a bit shocked at the question. Well, not really the question. She was actually expecting to have that come up at one point during the conversation. She had disappeared without a word for 6 years and just came back. She was a bit shocked at the tone. Lizzie looked back to see the seriousness on his well built face, looking at her with icy inqusitive eyes. How much had he missed her?
"Um..." she whispered shaking her eyes from his gaze. "Well Matt's also getting married. Mum called and invitied me over. And I got really homesick, ever since I left and I couldn't let the chance of meeting my family, Miranda, and you slip away from me" Gordo crossed his arms over his awfully well built chest seen well through the thin flimsy shirt. So she didn't concieve the courage to come herself.
Well that withered away his supposed thoughts. He assumed Lizzie came over her fears at what happened so long ago, but he was wrong. He shook his head finally after a moment of silence. "How long are you planning to stay?" he questioned the joy of seeing her gone over the fact that she was going to have to leave Hillridge anyway.
Lizzie kept walking not looking up. "Don't know. Until after Matt's wedding and work calls back" Gordo knodded. Professional. Since when was Mcguire professional? Suddenly there were insight of the Pheonix table. "Uncle Gordo!!!" Anya's childish voice exclaimed and suddenly he was attacked by a little kid who was faster then the speed of light at the moment. "Umph!" the man cried as the impact caught him and brought him down. "Honey are you trying to bring down Uncle Gordo?!" he asked the tiny girl, as he caught his breath.
"No" Anya answered truthfully as he scooped her up from the ground and she threw her tiny arms around his neck. "I was waiting all day yesterday, but Mommy said you'd come today and play with me!" Gordo laughed. Where did Anya get thiese ideas, he hadn't gotten a clue. "Your Mommy said that? She's always right isn't she?" he teased cradling his goddaughter.
Lizzie watched the scene with quiet interest. Gordo was never a kid person. He was cool around Matt and Lanny when they were younger, but baby kids like Anya and Miles always made him nervous when he was in middle and high school. She recalled the memory when Gordo's mom had gotten pregnant again, and he was going to have a baby in the house. He mourned for weeks on end.
Miranda laughed standing up to take the food from Lizzie's hand. "That's right, Gordo. Surprised you haven't learned that yet" she teased quietly grrinning. Gordo was like that to kids for a reason and she wasn't going to share it unless she was given premission. Lizzie grinned wider again as she sat down, Gordo and Anya talking wildly about their day.
Anya suddenly stopped talking and peered around. "Where's Megan?" she asked in a whisper. In Megan's presence Anya was suppose to address her Auntie Megan, to the little kid's disgust, but Uncle Gordo didn't care. Gordo laughed. He knew she didn't like her and he could undersyand that. Megan wasn't a kid person, he was sure of that. Gordo grinned and whispered back. "Megan's in the restroom" he chuckled remembering the reason why.
He made his voice a bit louder, and Lizzie felt her face redden. She predicted his next words in her mind, covering her face with her hands. "See here, your Aunt Lizzie spilt scorching hot coffee all over her...." Lizzie sighed shaking her head as Miranda and Gordo burst out laughing and Anya peered up with interest. "Really? Oh man, I miss so much when I don't wait in line..."
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"Sir?"
The voice was elegant smooth his spanish accent echoeing throughout the large round room, ringing in the man's delicate ears. Carlos was going to give him quite a headache if he kept talking like that. "Yes?" he countered back quietly his finger trailing around the smooth leather armrest of the wheelchair. The latest in technology. But he hoped he wouldn't be sitting here much longer.
"I have found the gem" his employee replied back to the back of his boss's wheelchair. Carlos felt the sweat drip down his forehead, in hopes he would be pleased of this. He hadn't mean doing a fair job, and Sir was getting more and more agitated. They had searched everywhere for it for so long, but it was found now. He should be pleased.
And Carlos was right. His boss was exceptionally pleased. "Wonderful!!! Where is it??? Who's found it?" he asked hurriedly not bothering to turn his chair around to see Carlos. He rather liked gazing at the bright flickering flames of his fireplace then at Carlos's greasy slick face. "A young archeologist found it, on the tip of southern Ireland. It looks just the way you describe it Sir. The dragon, the griffin, and the unicorn."
The Boss grinned quietly watching the flames leap up licking forward, disenergrating the wood that it fed on. Merlin's necklace. The most exisquite thing in the universe. Even more beautiful then The Queen of England's crown. It was so simply but so amazing, with its tiny jewel and the three mythical creatures surrounding it. A wizard was so advanced for his time and age. The magic that gem held. The magic he will soon one for his liking.
"Get me Agent 123"
Carlos stopped and starred, his eyes peircing the back of the wheelchair. "A-agent 123?" he gasped quietly his sweat increasing his eyes searching at the dark cracks. "Yes. Bring her to me" the boss ordered sharply. He didn't like his employee's questioning him. "Uh... Um... yes sir" Carlos cracked back as he stepped into the shadows and quietly pulled out a cellphone.
"Hello? Yes. Bring me Agent 123. Yes, Yes, Agent 123. Send her to Boss's room. Now"
The man listened intently to Carlos's now rough orders. He was such a withering coward under his gaze , but when he was a man in charge, he could frighten anyone. After a minute or two, Carlos shut the cellphone and the front door opened.
In the shadows a young woman appears in tight leather shirt and pants her midnight trenchcoat large and bulky against her supposed delicate figure. A bunch of hidden weapons and other torture devices were hidden everywhere on her body and that simple coat, her long auburn hair held into a tight bun against her thin pale face her bright blue eyes peering over everyone and everything.
"Ah, yes. Agent 123" the man observed without turning his wheelchair. The woman stopped a inch in front of his desk and sharply knodded. Agent 123 was a woman. And the most dangerous assasin in the world. Silently the man turned around revealing his face to the young woman, who stopped back a bit from the shock of his disorganzied and ugly face, but hardly winced her eyes starring down his.
"Agent 123, I have a mission for you. I want you to retrieve Merlin's gem to me. And I want you to kill anyone who gets in your way."
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Lizzie sighed hurriedly looking at her choatic room. "Mommm!!!!" she cried loudly her agitated voice echoeing throughout the Mcguire household. Jo giggled quietly as she heard it ring through out the kitchen where she was making a big dinner, for the Mcguires,Pheonixs Gordo, Megan, Cammi, Alice, and Lizzie's two new friends. Lizzie was Lizzie and Jo knowing her, she couldnt find a brush or something.
"What???" Jo cried back dropping the potato she was peeling, as she headed back up the steps hardly containing a grin of joying of hearing her daughter's agitated voice. "Have you seen the hairbrush?" Lizzie called from her room tearing everything apart in a desperate search.
Jo chuckled from the door frame. "Honey, your hairs to short to brush. Don't worry about it" she encouraged as she picked up some dirty clothes from the floor and put it into the hamper. Lizzie sighed agitated. She was actually more nervous then ever. She didn't know why she invitied Gabe and Ali. For moral support , sure, but she didn't need it now. Now she had to go through the stress of her parents liking them and not annoying them, and then their was the fact of Miranda and Gordo.
No offense to Gabe and Alison, but they were like her replacement for the two when she came down to Florida. Gabe was a more laid back goofy Gordo, and Alison was excatly like Miranda except for the red hair and pale skin. She had a feeling their was going to be some controversy here, with her new friends, and her old friends. She could pray, but Lizzie just had that feeling.
"Right. Short hair. Right" she mumbled collasping into her old bean bag chair. Jo chuckled at the big blob of nervousness. "Hey relax Lizzie. I'm sure everythings going to work out fine" she encouraged gently crossing her arms with a knowing motherly look. "Yeah, Yeah, I know mother's are always right" Lizzie stated rubbing her temples gently. Jo laughed again. She was right. Mother's were exceptionally right.
Jo turned her head quietly looking at the mess. Suddenly her eye came across something. "Wow look at this" she whispered coming over to pull out the beautiful elegant necklace held with a thin silver string. It was a gem that was so many different colors that she couldn't define it and with a silver border it was a unicorn, a dragon, and a griffin. Lizzie smilied at what her mother mentioned.
"Oh, thats my recent find. From Ireland. It's supposedly Merlin's, you know the ancient wizard... King Arthur's mentor" she stated coming over as she watched Jo hold up to the sunlight. It broke into a beautiful prism the multicolored lights dazzling against Lizzie's walls. "It's beautiful...." Jo remarked. "But it looks familiar. Like I've seen it somewhere" she stated quietly smoothing it over with her thumb. The gem was so smooth and slick.
"Its my good luck charm. It's worth nothing basicly, because alot of people think its fake, but I think its pretty" Lizzie remarked as she reclaimed the necklace from Jo, and doing so caught a glance at her watch.
"Oh my god! Mom we gotta go now now now! Their plane's coming in 15 minutes and the airport is 35 minutes away!!!" she cried loudly throwing the necklace into her jean pockets quickly as she hurried to get her purse and her hate. Jo looked at her own watch and marrveled how the time pass. "Oh geez come on Liz, lets go, I hate being late" she stated as she hurried down the steps grabbing her own more adult purse and waitied in the car.
Lizzie followed her curls bouncing down the steps, the necklace secure in her pocket.
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The plot is revealing .... muwhahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahaha
Thank you and Have a Nice Day.
~MerlinsApprentince
by:MerlinsApprentince
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Chapter 4
A/N: Alright this is getting kinda creepy. I am on Chapter 4. It's quite a miracle. Me , my lazy self, actually doing stuff. Your quite lucky, if your reading this, lol. It takes me freakin forever to finish one chapter. Some advice. Relish this chapter. Take your time reading it. Who knows when I will do chapter 5, lol. But I will previal!!!
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Lizzie quietly looked at the young woman who's head raised at the explanation of her name. Danny frowned looking at her. This was weird. How did she know his wife's name?
The woman who Lizzie suspected was her childhood best friend stopped and starred at Lizzie, who was standing next to Danny. She looked over at her short wavy blonde hair still held back by the yellow headband, the soft blue eyes, the decortive but nice way she dressed, down to her old adias sneakers. She gaped. "Lizzie?" she questioned her voice shocked and weak.
Danny's eyes danced between the two women who starred at one another for the last minute or two. It was obvious they new each other from a long time ago, or at least met once before in their lives. When he said it was a small world, he truly didn't know how small it was. "Well, this is quite a nice surprise... Um, Lizzie, this is my wife Miranda, Miranda this is a friend of mine from the plane trip home" Danny said awkwardly truly afriad both of them were going to catch flies in their mouths from keeping them gaping for so long.
Miranda starred silently her emerald eyes potraying shock and surprise. She hadn't seen Lizzie, since that day the accident happened, since Lizzie found out and stomped out in tears, practically sure of herself that it was all her fault. Lizzie had been her best friend through elementary, middle, and high school. Then one day she vanished from her life for 6 years. And in one day she reappears just as fast as she left.
Lizzie looked over Miranda. The last time Lizzie had seen her, Miranda had dyed her hair a ruby red and it was cropped unneatly, and she was wearing all sorts of punk rock clothes. Lizzie remembered she liked the style, and would have loved to dress like that, but she had her own sort of fashion sense and she stuck with those. Now she looked so much more comfortable, her daughter, at her side.
It took her a few minutes to registar the last 2 words. Her daughter. Miranda was a mother. Miranda was happily married to Danny Phoenix, a man she met only a couple of hours ago, with 2 adorable young children. What about Gordo? Was he married and had children? And Ethan Crafte her old middle school and high school crush? Was he as happy as married had looked minutes before?
Finally Miranda broke the silence cupping Anya's small hand in her's. "L-Lizzie?" she croaked quietly looking at her best friend awkwardly. "W-w-what are you doing here? I thought you---" Lizzie stopped breaking it off her voice just as raspy as Miranda's. "Um , well , Matt's getting married soon, and my mom... she called me, to come down and visit for his wedding. So I came" she whispered hugging herself looking at Miranda apprehensively.
Was she mad?
Angry?
Was Miranda even happy to see Lizzie?
Lizzie highly doubted it. She left Miranda and Gordo without even a goodbye, her hurt, pain, and anger flooding through her viens, that she couldn't even think striaght. But it came to her as a surprise, when Miranda dropped Anya's hand and closed the space between the two as she hugged Lizzie close to herself.
Miranda didn't even knew how it happened. Once Lizzie did confirm she was herself, Miranda felt something explode inside her. Her best friend was back. It was like she had found out she had died, and then just learned it was some terrible mistake. She had felt tears prick her own eyes as she wrapped her arms around Lizzie's body hugging her tightly as if in thought that if she let go she would lose her friend again, but this time forever.
Lizzie, still a bit taken aback from the show of affection without any revenge as well, wrapped her own arms around her hugging her back as she closed her eyes. This was Miranda here. She wasn't afraid of anything, especially shows of affection and tears. And Lizzie was just as happy to have her back in her life. Nothing could have made her more happier now. Hey maybe Gordo was hiding somewhere in this mall too?
Miranda pulled back, quietly wiping the tears that escaped her grasp. She still had her arms around Lizzie though. "Lizzie... this is so... amazing. I thought you had left, and that you were never going to come back" Lizzie sighed frightened. She had made them this unhappy? At that moment long ago, she was sure everyone would have been happy to see her go. Lizzie took Miranda's shoulder firmly feeling tiny tears escape. "I couldn't do that. I could never just leave forever" she admitted silently. Even if it took all her courage, she knew deep down, even if Matt never married she would have made her way to Hillridge whether she wanted to or not.
Miranda knodded laughing the sadness away. Anya watched with a confused glance as she inched over to her father. Silently she took his big hand and asked "Daddy whats going on?" Danny frowned watching the two. "I haven't a idea, sweetie" he said truthfully eyeing the scene confused above all reason. "I'm sorry. I just saw you and became a mess" Miranda admitted as she searched through her purse for a tissue. Lizzie laughed, the noise sobby like. "If you have another tissue, I wouldn't mind having on" she insisted and the two laughed, even though the comment wasn't hardly a bit funny.
Miranda handed her former best friend a tissue and grinned up at her. "So how long are you planning to stay?" she asked slowly looking at her with a long stare. Lizzie grinned. "For awhile. I'm not excatly sure yet" she admitted taking the tissue greatfully and wiped her eyes carefully. Miranda knodded biting her lip. "Well, how long have you been here?" she asked slowly. She had been here and hadn't called her? Even if she didn't know her number she could have made at least a effort...
"I just got back yesterday"
Well, thats a good reason Lizzie didn't call. "Really? Are you here by yourself?" Miranda asked looking around for anyone she would recongize. "Um, no" Lizzie replied fixing her hair. "My mom and her friend are eating down at the food court. I saw Danny, here, and came over to investigate and say hello" she explained smiling at Miranda.
Miranda turned toward Danny raising an eyebrow. "And how do you know Lizzie?" she asked with a small teasing tone. Danny grinned. "We met on the plane back home. She was so nervous, Miranda, couldn't help but be friendly" he begged quietly grinning softly again. Miranda laughed shaking her head. "I know, I know. Thats you. But you didn't tell me the person you met was Lizzie Mcguire" at that she linked a hand around Lizzie's shoulder smiling down at her.
Lizzie grinned back. Looks like all little hates or dislikes were gone from Miranda, replaced with joy to see her again. Just like with her family. Once again it made her feel stupid. She shouldn't have been afriad to come and see her friends like she was afraid to come and see her family. "So, Lizzie , since you are here, why don't you come and join us for dinner?" Miranda invitied quietly looking at Danny for premission, who without a word knodded. Lizzie grinned. "I would certainly love to. Have you guys eaten lunch yet? I'd love you guys to come join me and Mum, we could you know catch up and stuff"
Danny sighed. "Can't, I got to get back to work, finish those accounts" Miranda sighed again then turned toward Lizzie. "Sure, I guess me and the kids won't mind a little lunch?" Anya looked down at her tummy, and suddenly it rumbled. "Mummy can we have Mcdonalds?" she pleaded pulling on Miranda's sleeves pulling a starving look she often did when she was hungry.
Miranda knodded. "Sure Baby" she grinned as she took the stroller from Danny, who pulled out his cellphone and junk from the bottom. "Be home with Lizzie 'round 5 or 6" she informed her husband as he waved goodbye to the two girls heading toward the exit.
Miranda took the stroller getting a good look at Lizzie who was at her side. "You cut your hair" she observed stupidly and the two laughed again. "Yeah, um, I do archeology and long hair isn't the best thing for work like that... You've changed your hair back to your natural color"
Miranda smilied quietly. "Yeah, Danny hated ruby" she wrinkled her own nose. Lizzie grinned pleasently. "So do I know Danny from school or something?" she asked giving a inquistive look at her friend. Miranda laughed as she kept hold of Anya's curious hand and held on to the stroller at the same time. "Actually he did go to Hillridge"
Lizzie looked up confused. "Really? I've never noticed him." Miranda laughed. "He was three years older then us" she explained quietly taking the bottle and handing down to Miles who was desperately whining for it. Lizzie grinned down at him. "He's so cute. He look's so much like Danny" she smilied, awkwardly because she noticied Anya was giving her many inquisitive looks.
Miranda grinned down proudly at Miles. "He's my baby. Gordo likes to call him Mini Danny" Lizzie's head snapped at Gordo's name. "Gordo... How is he?" she asked slowly as if she hadn't been thinking of him and Miranda the whole time she came back. The young woman laughed , pushing the stroller through the crowds of the Hillridge Mall. "Gordo is by all means fantastic. He owns a huge account. Danny actually works for him. He's rich, famous, and he is getting married soon too. Not as soon as Matt but soon enough" the raven hair women stated.
Lizzie bit her lip. Gordo was engaged as well? Was she the only single former student from Hillridge High? Right now it seemed that way. Anya looked up her face lighting up at Gordo's name. "Uncle Gordo's here Mummy?" she asked quickly turning around, as if to find the man hiding behind her. "No, but we're going to go see him tommorrow for Breakfast. Lizzie your invitied if you want to come. I'm sure he'd love to see you" Miranda went on talking as she had done when she was younger and had a topic she could not get rid of.
Anya frowned. "But I wanna see Uncle Gordo now!" she whispered softly clearly disappointed. "Baby, just wait til tommorrow." Miranda whispered back grinning awkwardly at Lizzie. "Gordo's Anya's godfather. You won't believe how good he is with children. He's got Anya, Miles, and every other child under his thumb" Lizzie laughed. "Gordo? David Gordon?" she asked confused. He was good with children? Since when?
Miranda laughed. "No kidding, I was shocked too" she said with the same amount of laughter as they came up to Mrs.Mcguire and Alice who were both chowing down on chinese food and a Happy Meal. "Mom, Miranda" Lizzie introduced at first, but nethier had to be, they both squealed hello and hugged one another tightly.
Jo looked at Miranda's slim figure and the 2 children. "Honey look at you!" she gapped quietly laughing. Miranda laughed awkwardly. "Its nice to see you too, Mrs.McGuire"
Lizzie and Miranda both pulled up chairs, and after Miranda retrieved Anya, Miles, and herself lunches, they all started talking about one another and theirselves. Well, basicly it was just Lizzie and Miranda who were catching up, Jo was still amazed at how cute Miles was and couldnt help but play with him the whole time in his stroller.
Anya sat down looking at her Mommy and the stranger. They were nice friends. Now Anya couldnt play french fry people with Mommy, she was going to have to play with someone else. She looked toward Alice who was patiently chewing on a chicken nugget. She would do. "Hiya I'm Anya" the little curly haired child stated sitting in the chair next to Alice. Alice looked up confused. "Hello. I'm Alice" she introduced herself after she swallowed her food.
"Wanna play fry man?" Anya asked out right and blunt pulling out one salty potato after another. Alice frowned looking at Anya strangely. "French Fry Man?" she questioned slowly giving the tiny girl a queer look. Lizzie laughed watching the scene with humour. "Teaching your kid stuff like that Miranda is going to make her a outcast at school" she teased scooping down her fried rice hungrily. Miranda gave her a eye, twinkling. "Come on, you could not say yes to get that cute adorable face!" she answered truthfully and the 2 laughed.
Miranda quietly ate a more bigger bit of the Big Mac she ordered and turned back towards Lizzie. "So your a archelologist?" Lizzie smilied a bit awkward at the situation. Usually she and her friend would talk striaght through whatever they were doing and ignore all other surrounding things. But that wasn't the same now. Miranda had kids, and Lizzie hadn't a clue what to talke about. "Yeah. I travel from place to place digging up stuff if you will" Miranda knodded fascinated. "That sounds like fun. I've never noticed that you wanted to travel as kids"
Lizzie knodded again. "Thats true. I actually didn't want to. It took some convincing on my friends, Gabriel and Alison, part to actually do it. I love it now. Sometimes though it gets annoying." she grinned finishing off on the rice, and headed striaght for the sweet and sour chicken. "And what about you? I mean, you know, your dreams of becoming a pop star, or singer?"
Miranda laughed aloud at her old forgotten dreams. "Oh yeah" she chuckled fondly shaking her head. "Well, I got bored with singing. Everyone who audtioned sound the same, and I figured that my voice was no different. I decided on other topics I am good at and Danny suggested fashion. And that got me here, selling my clothe line, "Luv". " Lizzie grinned proud of her friend's wonderful success.
"From singing to fashion design. Not that big of a jump I say. Still think you should have been a singer. "
"Oh yeah and archeology wasnt a big step at all. You'd be better off selling candy, then digging in the dirt, the last time I remember..."
***
Lizzie smilied lazily sitting on the empty table of the new Starbucks found a few blocks from her house. She and Miranda had spent the rest of the other day, lounging about the mall trying desperately to make up for lost time. Even when Lizzie came to Miranda's huge house they were still on how they accquired their jobs and about Uncle Gordo.
But Lizzie wasn't young anymore and couldn't just sleep over the Pheonixs' house. So, Miranda did invite her for breakfast the next morning at this Starbucks. Lizzie awoke with an excitied bubbly feeling. She couldn't wait to see how Gordo had turned out. Now that the blonde hair women learned that her friends weren't at all mad at her she wasn't afriad of meeting them anymore. And if she swore she thought Miranda was going to end up famous and she was clearly wrong she just hardly couldnt contain her curiousity about the rest.
Softly she starred at the already empty espresso cup. Maybe it was a lie to say that she was just a BIT nervous. Afterall she was going to have to see Gordo again after a full 6 years, and Gabe and Alison were coming in on plane today and she hoped they were exceptable. "Good Morning" a cheery voice broke her thoughts and Lizzie turned to see a cheerful Miranda in a loose dirty pair of jeans and a pick shirt her long raven locks loose around her face.
Anya trailed at her mother's heel, with yet another outrageous outfit. "Hey, Good Morning" the blonde greeted back as the 2 sat down at the table she saved. "Sorry we're late. Miles was throwing a fit" Miranda explained quickly pulling out a brush from her purse to fix her hair. She hardly got to brush it anymore, she just didnt have the time. Wow being a parent took alot out of your looks.
Lizzie laughed. "Don't worry about it. Gordo's late too" The mother rolled her eyes, hurrying the brush through her silky tresses. "He's alway late don't worry about it. Megan takes forever to get ready" Lizzie knodded letting her finger circle the top of her empty cup. She had learned that Megan was Gordo's egocentric bratty spoiled fiancee that has the poor guy wrapped around her expensive manicured finger. That was a excat quote from Miranda herself.
"Alright, I'll go get us something to eat---" Marianda began standing up quietly sticking the brush in her purse where it belonged most of the time. But Lizzie stood up breaking her lead. "You know what, don't worry about it." she insisted "It's on the house. What do you guys want?" Miranda raised an eyebrow as she sat back down reluctantly. "Dark Coffee, please" she informed as she crossed her legs a bit unsure. Anya looked up from her barrbie doll she pulled out of her backpack. "Chocolate muffin and chocolate milk" the little kid ordered professionally as she went back to her little imaginary world of dolls.
Lizzie grinned fondly. She was taking a big liking to the oldest Pheonix child. She remembered that Anya looked just like her mom, when she was that age, and when she saw Anya and Alice together yesterday it flashed back a memory to her. The 2 children reminded her of when Miranda and her had met on their first day of kindergarten. Wild Spunky Miranda Sanchez and Quiet Shy Lizzie Mcguire. It was odd seeing them together, but she plained to have Anya visit Alice alot more often.
"Anything else?" she asked searching through her miniture purse for her credit card. Marianda and Anya both shook their identical heads as a no, and Lizzie left the table. She sighed looking at the long winding line. And she volunteered because...?
She rolled her blue eyes and headed to get her place before another family of 10 came in out of nowhere. Lizzie waited awkwardly her foot stamping quietly on the tile. She went over the orders in her head. Dark. Chocolate Milk. Chocolate Muffin. And Lizzie was going to order herself another double espresso and a blueberry muffin.
But suddenly her thought process was broken when a high whiny voice intervined. "Oh Davey what are you ordering?" She sighed closing her eyes. Great. Instead of having a family of 10 children cehind her she had a couple of lovey dovey just married couple. Lizzie kept her back to them.
Ever since she found everyone was coupled in Hillridge instead of her, Lizzie had a whole different view on couples. Rightnow she absolutely postively despised them and envied them. Only if she was still dating Leon Carlson, then she wouldn't feel so alone. Oh wait, he was the one who had all those ugly stains on his shirt. Nevermind.
"Really Davey! Thats excatly what I was going to order! We are so alike!" This time a male voice replied humoursly. "Right, babe. You sure you want plain old coffee? No Sugar? Cream?"
"No! I want whatever your having sweetiepie"
Lizzie winced at the nicknames biting her lip. If she wasn't careful she was ethier going to blow up in their faces or burst out laughing at their cuddliness displayed in public. She decided she would order quickly then rush as far away from the 2 as physicly possibly. The line went alot slower and by the time she had come to the counter Lizzie was at the end of her rope.
"A dark coffee, chocolate milk and muffin, blueberry muffin and a double espresso and please please PLEASE hurry" she froaned throwing down the order and moving to the waiting line trying to not look behind her. The Starbucks barker announced Lizzie's order. Soon enough the tray of breakfast food appeared in front of her. Lizzie snatched her hot beverage first, in desperate need of a caffiene buzz as soon as possible.
Maybe Lizzie was just a tad bit to eager, because she procedded on spilling the entire boiling hot espresso all over the girl behind her. "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" Lizzie cried closing her eyes in embrassment. It was the couple cooeing behind her. Smart Mcguire. Pour hot espresso all over her, great way to aviod them entirely. The poorlady folded herself inward trying desperately to get her own body away from her thin white dress.
"Its okay" she laughed out loud. But Lizzie didn't hear because she kept repeating the fact that she was dreadfully sorry. "Oh geez, miss, I didn't mean - - -"
"Its ok, really" the stranger reassured Lizzie. "I'm fine" Lizzie once again ignored her and grabbed a mile high stack of napkin and then just to show off how clumsiy she was dropped them all on the floor. "Oh Dammit!" Lizzie cried bending huurriedly to pick them up. Her day just could not get any worse.
And you know when someone says that something extremely bad happens.
That was the case for Lizzie.
The guy laughed heartily, bending down on one knee helping her. "Listen don't worry about it, Megands had worse then hot coffee split on her" Suddenly Lizzie stopped fumbling for the starbuck's labeled napkins. That voice. She heard it flirting witht he girl earlier, but that mocking, sarcastic tone hit a bell inside her head. And Megan. Wasn't that the name of Gordo's fiancee?
No. No it couldn't be the Megan she just spilt scorching hot double espresso on. There was millions of Megan's in the world. Lizzie raised her sapphire eyes from the ground and tried desperately not to look at the guy, just so she could prove herself that it wasn't David Gordon. But curiousity got the best of her. She flashed her eyes toward the tall towering man. Ha , first he was tall. Gordo was so short she and Miranda had the funniest times irritsting him about his height.
She felt reassured. But when Lizzie had a good look all her reassureance and doubt went down the drain. Curly dark chocolate hair. Crystal blue eyes. A fine cheseled face, his chin and cheeks a bit scarthy from not being shaved a day or two. Taut biceps peeking from his double stitched loose shirt. Lizzie felt her own jaw drop. It was Gordo, no doubt about it, but at the same time it couldnt be. What happened to the short,lanky kid she knew during her childhood?
"Gordo?" she asked cautiously her eyes still roaming over him. He had changed the most of the trio, with his growth spurt, and not to mention his muscle growth. The supposed-Gordo handed the supposed-Megan the tower of napkin trying to wipe the stain that was slowly cooling down. "Huh?" the guy asked lifting his head to look at her. Lizzie looked at his yes. Yes it was Gordo, standing right in front of her, in one of her most embrassing moments of her life.
Gordo starred back at her for a moment and shook his head. "How do you know my- - - -- ?" but his sentence was left unfinished as his eyes looked over Lizzie's, clearly going down to her ratted old adida, to those jeans she saw in the mall yesterday (Miranda designed it, and had given her a free pair) to her light baby pink sleeved shirt and wavy yellow curls her head half hidden by a bucket hat.
Gordo looked over quietly as his memory pieced together to show him the picture. "Lizzie?" he questioned just as slowly as she had questioned him. "Lizzie Mcguire?"
Lizzie suddenly let a large smile loose spreading over her face hardly containing her excitement. She had the same joyful excitied feeling that she had when she saw Miranda and Anya in the mall. "Hi Gordo" was all she could managae through her happy smile. Gordo didn't reply, but instead laughed in amazement, ,and at the excat same moment both threw their arms around one another in a close hard hug.
Lizzie laughed echoing Gordo's own laughter, after a minute of two of hugging. Gordo was grinning. "Oh my god Lizzie look at you!!! What did you do to your hair??!!!" Lizzie laughed loudly putting her hand through her short curls. She didn't know her hair was going to be such a commotion. Miranda had given her a huuge speech about it. But Lizzie decided to turn the conversation around.
"Me?? Look at me?" she exclaimed clapping her own hands. "Look at you! Since when do you go to the gym?!" Gordo laughed. "Ever since my parents thought I spent half of mym lifetime watching Nickelodeon on my couch and threathened to take away my satellite" he replied honestly. Lizzie shook her head marveling at how much her friends had changed over a course of 6 years.
And the fact she couldn't be properly introduced to them, she ran into them. Miranda in the mall, and Gordo in the coffee shop. It was odd. "That sounds like something your phsycatrist parents would do" Lizzie laughed hugging him again. It was especially nice to see Gordo again. She had known him since diapers and when Lizzie needed someone to talk to it was him. He had stayed with her when she couldn't go to Danny's pool party on the first day of middle school, reassured her after her first break up, and even tried to help her catch a date with Ethan Crafte for the Sandie Hawkins dance.
"Yeah well, thats them" Gordo rolled his clear blue eyes.
Suddenly their attention was caught by somebody clearing her throat. Both Lizzie and Gordo turned to see a agitated Mgean standing there holding napkins in the middle of her waist. "Oh" Gordo stated quickly noticing the annoyed glare she was sending him, and unwrapped his arms from Lizzie.
"Um, Lizzie this is Megan Fargo my... my uuh... fiancee. Megan this is my childhood friend Lizzie Mcguire" he properly introduced the 2 woman who stood before one another. Just looking at her reminded Lizzie of Kate Sanders. But thinking of Kate brought sad hurtful memories and she shook her head, holding her hand out for Megan to shake. Megan knodded pioletely attempting to look friendly.
It wasn't working.
"Hi there Lizzie" she grinned shaking her hand. Gordo sighed taking the already soaked napkins and tried to dab the stain lighter. Megan sighed blowing a perfect blonde tendril away from her perfect face. It was a new dress too. "Look, Honey bun, why don't you just go find Miranda while I go and clean up in the bathroom?" Megan suggested throwing away the napkins. Lizzie had handed earlier. Lizzie winced guiltily. "I'm still so sorry. I'll-- I'll pay for the dry cleaning---"
Gordo chuckled shaking his bouncy curls. "It's ok, Liz, if you hadn't heard us the first few times" he stated raising an eyebrow. Megan laughed shaking her own head as she headed toward the girlsroom to fix what was left of her new dress. As soon as Megan was gone, Lizzie grinned teasingly "So Davey's getting married?"
Gordo's face turned bright red as he gathered his labtop carrier he dropped off at the chair when Lizzie so skillfully spilt her espresso. "Is it so hard to take in?" he questioned. She laughed leading him to their table, what was left of Miranda, Anya, and her own's food. "Actually it is. Gordo getting married. Especially to someone like Megan..." she stated sheepishly shaking her head. Gordo looked up defensively.
"What's wrong with Megan?" he countered back. "Nothing. Don't worry about it. It just came as a surprise to me, thats all" Lizzie replied back truthfully curling around one table. He didn't reply to that but asked a simple question.
"So... why are you back?"
Lizzie stopped a bit shocked at the question. Well, not really the question. She was actually expecting to have that come up at one point during the conversation. She had disappeared without a word for 6 years and just came back. She was a bit shocked at the tone. Lizzie looked back to see the seriousness on his well built face, looking at her with icy inqusitive eyes. How much had he missed her?
"Um..." she whispered shaking her eyes from his gaze. "Well Matt's also getting married. Mum called and invitied me over. And I got really homesick, ever since I left and I couldn't let the chance of meeting my family, Miranda, and you slip away from me" Gordo crossed his arms over his awfully well built chest seen well through the thin flimsy shirt. So she didn't concieve the courage to come herself.
Well that withered away his supposed thoughts. He assumed Lizzie came over her fears at what happened so long ago, but he was wrong. He shook his head finally after a moment of silence. "How long are you planning to stay?" he questioned the joy of seeing her gone over the fact that she was going to have to leave Hillridge anyway.
Lizzie kept walking not looking up. "Don't know. Until after Matt's wedding and work calls back" Gordo knodded. Professional. Since when was Mcguire professional? Suddenly there were insight of the Pheonix table. "Uncle Gordo!!!" Anya's childish voice exclaimed and suddenly he was attacked by a little kid who was faster then the speed of light at the moment. "Umph!" the man cried as the impact caught him and brought him down. "Honey are you trying to bring down Uncle Gordo?!" he asked the tiny girl, as he caught his breath.
"No" Anya answered truthfully as he scooped her up from the ground and she threw her tiny arms around his neck. "I was waiting all day yesterday, but Mommy said you'd come today and play with me!" Gordo laughed. Where did Anya get thiese ideas, he hadn't gotten a clue. "Your Mommy said that? She's always right isn't she?" he teased cradling his goddaughter.
Lizzie watched the scene with quiet interest. Gordo was never a kid person. He was cool around Matt and Lanny when they were younger, but baby kids like Anya and Miles always made him nervous when he was in middle and high school. She recalled the memory when Gordo's mom had gotten pregnant again, and he was going to have a baby in the house. He mourned for weeks on end.
Miranda laughed standing up to take the food from Lizzie's hand. "That's right, Gordo. Surprised you haven't learned that yet" she teased quietly grrinning. Gordo was like that to kids for a reason and she wasn't going to share it unless she was given premission. Lizzie grinned wider again as she sat down, Gordo and Anya talking wildly about their day.
Anya suddenly stopped talking and peered around. "Where's Megan?" she asked in a whisper. In Megan's presence Anya was suppose to address her Auntie Megan, to the little kid's disgust, but Uncle Gordo didn't care. Gordo laughed. He knew she didn't like her and he could undersyand that. Megan wasn't a kid person, he was sure of that. Gordo grinned and whispered back. "Megan's in the restroom" he chuckled remembering the reason why.
He made his voice a bit louder, and Lizzie felt her face redden. She predicted his next words in her mind, covering her face with her hands. "See here, your Aunt Lizzie spilt scorching hot coffee all over her...." Lizzie sighed shaking her head as Miranda and Gordo burst out laughing and Anya peered up with interest. "Really? Oh man, I miss so much when I don't wait in line..."
***
"Sir?"
The voice was elegant smooth his spanish accent echoeing throughout the large round room, ringing in the man's delicate ears. Carlos was going to give him quite a headache if he kept talking like that. "Yes?" he countered back quietly his finger trailing around the smooth leather armrest of the wheelchair. The latest in technology. But he hoped he wouldn't be sitting here much longer.
"I have found the gem" his employee replied back to the back of his boss's wheelchair. Carlos felt the sweat drip down his forehead, in hopes he would be pleased of this. He hadn't mean doing a fair job, and Sir was getting more and more agitated. They had searched everywhere for it for so long, but it was found now. He should be pleased.
And Carlos was right. His boss was exceptionally pleased. "Wonderful!!! Where is it??? Who's found it?" he asked hurriedly not bothering to turn his chair around to see Carlos. He rather liked gazing at the bright flickering flames of his fireplace then at Carlos's greasy slick face. "A young archeologist found it, on the tip of southern Ireland. It looks just the way you describe it Sir. The dragon, the griffin, and the unicorn."
The Boss grinned quietly watching the flames leap up licking forward, disenergrating the wood that it fed on. Merlin's necklace. The most exisquite thing in the universe. Even more beautiful then The Queen of England's crown. It was so simply but so amazing, with its tiny jewel and the three mythical creatures surrounding it. A wizard was so advanced for his time and age. The magic that gem held. The magic he will soon one for his liking.
"Get me Agent 123"
Carlos stopped and starred, his eyes peircing the back of the wheelchair. "A-agent 123?" he gasped quietly his sweat increasing his eyes searching at the dark cracks. "Yes. Bring her to me" the boss ordered sharply. He didn't like his employee's questioning him. "Uh... Um... yes sir" Carlos cracked back as he stepped into the shadows and quietly pulled out a cellphone.
"Hello? Yes. Bring me Agent 123. Yes, Yes, Agent 123. Send her to Boss's room. Now"
The man listened intently to Carlos's now rough orders. He was such a withering coward under his gaze , but when he was a man in charge, he could frighten anyone. After a minute or two, Carlos shut the cellphone and the front door opened.
In the shadows a young woman appears in tight leather shirt and pants her midnight trenchcoat large and bulky against her supposed delicate figure. A bunch of hidden weapons and other torture devices were hidden everywhere on her body and that simple coat, her long auburn hair held into a tight bun against her thin pale face her bright blue eyes peering over everyone and everything.
"Ah, yes. Agent 123" the man observed without turning his wheelchair. The woman stopped a inch in front of his desk and sharply knodded. Agent 123 was a woman. And the most dangerous assasin in the world. Silently the man turned around revealing his face to the young woman, who stopped back a bit from the shock of his disorganzied and ugly face, but hardly winced her eyes starring down his.
"Agent 123, I have a mission for you. I want you to retrieve Merlin's gem to me. And I want you to kill anyone who gets in your way."
***
Lizzie sighed hurriedly looking at her choatic room. "Mommm!!!!" she cried loudly her agitated voice echoeing throughout the Mcguire household. Jo giggled quietly as she heard it ring through out the kitchen where she was making a big dinner, for the Mcguires,Pheonixs Gordo, Megan, Cammi, Alice, and Lizzie's two new friends. Lizzie was Lizzie and Jo knowing her, she couldnt find a brush or something.
"What???" Jo cried back dropping the potato she was peeling, as she headed back up the steps hardly containing a grin of joying of hearing her daughter's agitated voice. "Have you seen the hairbrush?" Lizzie called from her room tearing everything apart in a desperate search.
Jo chuckled from the door frame. "Honey, your hairs to short to brush. Don't worry about it" she encouraged as she picked up some dirty clothes from the floor and put it into the hamper. Lizzie sighed agitated. She was actually more nervous then ever. She didn't know why she invitied Gabe and Ali. For moral support , sure, but she didn't need it now. Now she had to go through the stress of her parents liking them and not annoying them, and then their was the fact of Miranda and Gordo.
No offense to Gabe and Alison, but they were like her replacement for the two when she came down to Florida. Gabe was a more laid back goofy Gordo, and Alison was excatly like Miranda except for the red hair and pale skin. She had a feeling their was going to be some controversy here, with her new friends, and her old friends. She could pray, but Lizzie just had that feeling.
"Right. Short hair. Right" she mumbled collasping into her old bean bag chair. Jo chuckled at the big blob of nervousness. "Hey relax Lizzie. I'm sure everythings going to work out fine" she encouraged gently crossing her arms with a knowing motherly look. "Yeah, Yeah, I know mother's are always right" Lizzie stated rubbing her temples gently. Jo laughed again. She was right. Mother's were exceptionally right.
Jo turned her head quietly looking at the mess. Suddenly her eye came across something. "Wow look at this" she whispered coming over to pull out the beautiful elegant necklace held with a thin silver string. It was a gem that was so many different colors that she couldn't define it and with a silver border it was a unicorn, a dragon, and a griffin. Lizzie smilied at what her mother mentioned.
"Oh, thats my recent find. From Ireland. It's supposedly Merlin's, you know the ancient wizard... King Arthur's mentor" she stated coming over as she watched Jo hold up to the sunlight. It broke into a beautiful prism the multicolored lights dazzling against Lizzie's walls. "It's beautiful...." Jo remarked. "But it looks familiar. Like I've seen it somewhere" she stated quietly smoothing it over with her thumb. The gem was so smooth and slick.
"Its my good luck charm. It's worth nothing basicly, because alot of people think its fake, but I think its pretty" Lizzie remarked as she reclaimed the necklace from Jo, and doing so caught a glance at her watch.
"Oh my god! Mom we gotta go now now now! Their plane's coming in 15 minutes and the airport is 35 minutes away!!!" she cried loudly throwing the necklace into her jean pockets quickly as she hurried to get her purse and her hate. Jo looked at her own watch and marrveled how the time pass. "Oh geez come on Liz, lets go, I hate being late" she stated as she hurried down the steps grabbing her own more adult purse and waitied in the car.
Lizzie followed her curls bouncing down the steps, the necklace secure in her pocket.
***
The plot is revealing .... muwhahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahaha
Thank you and Have a Nice Day.
~MerlinsApprentince