Deanna Morgan
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire TV Show, or Movie and have just wrote this story for pure entertainment and nothing else, so please don't sue me! I just like the character and hope you will enjoy my story as much as I have enjoyed reading all of yours. Please read and review. Thank you.
Why?
Chapter 1
Lizzie woke up with a start and looked over at her alarm clock.
Squinting against the morning sun, she saw that it read 7:00am.
"Good." She breathed. She rolled over, planted her face deep within
her pillow and inhaled. "Please don't let me mess this up." She
prayed. Her thoughts went back to her jr. high graduation. She had not
been prepared to give the class speech, and had only found out that
she had to do it a few minutes before she was to give it.
Lizzie was sweating profusely in her long gown as she looked out into
the sea of faces. It was like they were all waiting for her to fall on
her face. Of course, that is exactly what she did. Leaving the podium
to get a glass of water, she tripped. As she fell, she grabbed the
only thing that could stop her fall, the back curtain that separated
the stage from the wall. Like dominos, the curtain came down.
Lizzie shuttered again remembering that CNN had mysteriously received
a copy of the videotape of her most embarrassing moment. It had taken
a couple of years for everyone to forget the incident and stop ragging
her about it.
She rolled over and looked at the ceiling. "I am valedictorian. I
will not fail. I will give my speech, and then, Gordo, Miranda, and I
will head out for our Graduation celebration camping in the Nevada
Canyons." Smiling, she got out of bed and went down stairs.
"Morning mom." Lizzie said.
"Morning honey. How are you feeling? Not nervous are you?" her mom
asked.
"No. Actually I am really kinda calm. Is that weird?"
"No honey, that's not weird. You have grown so much over the last four
years. You have so much more confidence. The world is your oyster
Lizzie. You can do anything you want to do."
"Mom, slow down. I just want to get through the next few hours. Once
that is over, I will relax, enjoy the vacation Gordo and Miranda and I
have planned, and then once I get back concentrate on fishing for
oysters."
Lizzie cringed when she saw the twinge of fear cross her mom's face.
She knew her mom would rather they not take this trip. She had tried
to tell Lizzie that she felt uneasy about the idea, but Lizzie had
explained they had already made the plans, registered with the ranger
stations to let them know their itinerary, and there was nothing to
worry about. "Mom, we will be fine. It's just a camping trip."
"I know honey." Jo sighed, "but I can't help worrying about you. When
you went to Rome, you were supervised." Stopping suddenly, she
remembered the events in Rome, "Okay, maybe not the best example, but
this is different."
"Yeah I know, I was also still in school. Even though I may not be
completely grown, and I will always be your little girl no matter how
old I get, I am graduating and going out into the world. I just want
to have a little fun first."
Jo reached out and brushed a stray hair out of Lizzie's face. Sighing
deeply, she smiled and nodded, "You had better get up stairs and get
ready. You have a big day ahead of you and a plane to catch."
Lizzie smiled at her mom. She knew it was hard on her. "Thanks mom."
She said. "We will be very careful. I promise."
Lizzie started up stairs when she heard her Mom and Dad talking about
her up coming trip. "I don't know Sam. I'm really worried. I can't
help feeling something bad is going to happen."
Lizzie leaned closer to hear what was being said. "I know honey, but
Lizzie is at an age where we need to let her make her own decisions.
We have to trust that she, Gordo and Miranda know what they are doing.
I went over everything with Lizzie. She confirmed that the ranger
stations have been contacted with their itineraries. If by chance they
don't show up at the appointed place, the rangers will start looking
for them to find out what happened. They will be fine. You have to
trust that."
"I know Sam, but she is my little girl." Lizzie smiled at this.
"I know Jo, she's mine too, but we have to let go of the rope a
little. No worries okay?"
"Okay, but for the record, I don't like it."
Lizzie shook her head and started up the stairs. No matter how old she
got, she would never be an adult to her parents. "I love you guys."
She whispered.
Lizzie closed the door to her room and looked around at all the things
she had collected over the years. "I can't believe I will be leaving
for college in the fall. Where does the time go?"
Suddenly the phone rang. Lizzie walked over by her bed and sat down.
Sighing deeply she answered, "Hello?"
"Lizzie?" Miranda asked, "Hang on, I have Gordo on to. Let me connect
us. Gordo, are you there?"
"Yeah."
Lizzie smiled at the voices of her two best friends. "Hey guys."
"So, are you ready for your big speech?" asked Miranda.
"As ready as I will ever be." Answered Lizzie.
Gordo detected a hitch in Lizzie's voice as only he could. "Hey
Lizzie, are you okay? You don't sound right."
"I'm fine. Just walking down memory lane a little. Trying to remember
where all the time went. Mom is really freaked out by this trip. She
really thinks something is going to happen. We had the 'you will
always be my little girl' talk this morning. I guess I am just a
little nostalgic at the moment."
Miranda spoke up; " You will have plenty of time for all that once we
get back. We are only going to be gone for a week. Besides, we have
taken all the precautions possible. Nothing is going to happen."
"I know." Replied both Lizzie and Gordo at the same time. Lizzie
laughed. She and Gordo could almost finish each other's sentences. "Oh
no." Lizzie yelled. "Look at the time. I have to get ready. I will see
you at Graduation."
"Okay, see ya." With that, you could hear all three lines go dead.
Lizzie rushed to her bathroom to take a shower and get ready for her
big day. "Nothing bad is going to happen." She whispered over and over
again. Now her mom had made her paranoid. "Thanks mom." Shaking her
head, she stepped into the shower, praying that the hot water would
calm her frazzled nerves.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire TV Show, or Movie and have just wrote this story for pure entertainment and nothing else, so please don't sue me! I just like the character and hope you will enjoy my story as much as I have enjoyed reading all of yours. Please read and review. Thank you.
Why?
Chapter 1
Lizzie woke up with a start and looked over at her alarm clock.
Squinting against the morning sun, she saw that it read 7:00am.
"Good." She breathed. She rolled over, planted her face deep within
her pillow and inhaled. "Please don't let me mess this up." She
prayed. Her thoughts went back to her jr. high graduation. She had not
been prepared to give the class speech, and had only found out that
she had to do it a few minutes before she was to give it.
Lizzie was sweating profusely in her long gown as she looked out into
the sea of faces. It was like they were all waiting for her to fall on
her face. Of course, that is exactly what she did. Leaving the podium
to get a glass of water, she tripped. As she fell, she grabbed the
only thing that could stop her fall, the back curtain that separated
the stage from the wall. Like dominos, the curtain came down.
Lizzie shuttered again remembering that CNN had mysteriously received
a copy of the videotape of her most embarrassing moment. It had taken
a couple of years for everyone to forget the incident and stop ragging
her about it.
She rolled over and looked at the ceiling. "I am valedictorian. I
will not fail. I will give my speech, and then, Gordo, Miranda, and I
will head out for our Graduation celebration camping in the Nevada
Canyons." Smiling, she got out of bed and went down stairs.
"Morning mom." Lizzie said.
"Morning honey. How are you feeling? Not nervous are you?" her mom
asked.
"No. Actually I am really kinda calm. Is that weird?"
"No honey, that's not weird. You have grown so much over the last four
years. You have so much more confidence. The world is your oyster
Lizzie. You can do anything you want to do."
"Mom, slow down. I just want to get through the next few hours. Once
that is over, I will relax, enjoy the vacation Gordo and Miranda and I
have planned, and then once I get back concentrate on fishing for
oysters."
Lizzie cringed when she saw the twinge of fear cross her mom's face.
She knew her mom would rather they not take this trip. She had tried
to tell Lizzie that she felt uneasy about the idea, but Lizzie had
explained they had already made the plans, registered with the ranger
stations to let them know their itinerary, and there was nothing to
worry about. "Mom, we will be fine. It's just a camping trip."
"I know honey." Jo sighed, "but I can't help worrying about you. When
you went to Rome, you were supervised." Stopping suddenly, she
remembered the events in Rome, "Okay, maybe not the best example, but
this is different."
"Yeah I know, I was also still in school. Even though I may not be
completely grown, and I will always be your little girl no matter how
old I get, I am graduating and going out into the world. I just want
to have a little fun first."
Jo reached out and brushed a stray hair out of Lizzie's face. Sighing
deeply, she smiled and nodded, "You had better get up stairs and get
ready. You have a big day ahead of you and a plane to catch."
Lizzie smiled at her mom. She knew it was hard on her. "Thanks mom."
She said. "We will be very careful. I promise."
Lizzie started up stairs when she heard her Mom and Dad talking about
her up coming trip. "I don't know Sam. I'm really worried. I can't
help feeling something bad is going to happen."
Lizzie leaned closer to hear what was being said. "I know honey, but
Lizzie is at an age where we need to let her make her own decisions.
We have to trust that she, Gordo and Miranda know what they are doing.
I went over everything with Lizzie. She confirmed that the ranger
stations have been contacted with their itineraries. If by chance they
don't show up at the appointed place, the rangers will start looking
for them to find out what happened. They will be fine. You have to
trust that."
"I know Sam, but she is my little girl." Lizzie smiled at this.
"I know Jo, she's mine too, but we have to let go of the rope a
little. No worries okay?"
"Okay, but for the record, I don't like it."
Lizzie shook her head and started up the stairs. No matter how old she
got, she would never be an adult to her parents. "I love you guys."
She whispered.
Lizzie closed the door to her room and looked around at all the things
she had collected over the years. "I can't believe I will be leaving
for college in the fall. Where does the time go?"
Suddenly the phone rang. Lizzie walked over by her bed and sat down.
Sighing deeply she answered, "Hello?"
"Lizzie?" Miranda asked, "Hang on, I have Gordo on to. Let me connect
us. Gordo, are you there?"
"Yeah."
Lizzie smiled at the voices of her two best friends. "Hey guys."
"So, are you ready for your big speech?" asked Miranda.
"As ready as I will ever be." Answered Lizzie.
Gordo detected a hitch in Lizzie's voice as only he could. "Hey
Lizzie, are you okay? You don't sound right."
"I'm fine. Just walking down memory lane a little. Trying to remember
where all the time went. Mom is really freaked out by this trip. She
really thinks something is going to happen. We had the 'you will
always be my little girl' talk this morning. I guess I am just a
little nostalgic at the moment."
Miranda spoke up; " You will have plenty of time for all that once we
get back. We are only going to be gone for a week. Besides, we have
taken all the precautions possible. Nothing is going to happen."
"I know." Replied both Lizzie and Gordo at the same time. Lizzie
laughed. She and Gordo could almost finish each other's sentences. "Oh
no." Lizzie yelled. "Look at the time. I have to get ready. I will see
you at Graduation."
"Okay, see ya." With that, you could hear all three lines go dead.
Lizzie rushed to her bathroom to take a shower and get ready for her
big day. "Nothing bad is going to happen." She whispered over and over
again. Now her mom had made her paranoid. "Thanks mom." Shaking her
head, she stepped into the shower, praying that the hot water would
calm her frazzled nerves.