~Always and Forever~
Disclaimer: This is beginning to get a little repetitive and I really don't like to repeat myself. Really, I don't like to repeat myself over and over and over and.well you get the drift.
"Yo Lizzie!" I heard a voice call out to me from across the hall. I turned to the source to find Ethan waving at me frantically. I smiled and waved back and walked over to him.
"Hey Ethan, how are you?" I asked him, taking in what he was wearing. Khaki cargo pants with tons of pockets and a knit sweater. Let's just say that it did a lot for him.
"I'm great and you will be too in a few minutes. I've found a spot for our date! I was supposed to be going dirt bike riding with my older bro but it looks like his bike isn't going to be ready in time so we can go on our date! Isn't that awesome?" he asked, clearly happy with himself. I resisted the urge to laugh and answered him instead.
"That's great Ethan. When?" I asked, noticing that he had forgotten to mention that part.
"Oh right. This Saturday night. I thought Spaghetti and a Movie."
"Spaghetti?" I asked him curiously.
"Yeah! Ever since I got to eat it in the land of Spaghetti I've grown addicted to it! So how about it?"
"Sure, sounds great. Pick me up at my house at seven?" I asked him.
"Perfect, see you then." I didn't have the heart to point out to him that we would be seeing each other before then since we had our next class together so I didn't. I closed my locker and turned around and found myself face to face with Kate.
"You may be going on a date with Ethan, but that doesn't make you popular. Popularity is a privilege, not a right." She said snootily. Wow, not popular and still a snob.
"Maybe not Kate, but it's annoying you isn't it? All the more reason for me to keep going don't you think?" I said just as snootily back to her and I walked off. I was not in the mood for dealing with Kate right now. I had a date with one of the cutest guys in the whole school. I wasn't going to let her bring me down.
I walked into class and took my seat. I looked up to see why the teacher wasn't taking attendance to see Mr. Dig standing there! I hadn't seen him since Middle School. And he hadn't changed.
"Hello class. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that Mrs. Casway will not be coming into class today although she has left me some notes on what she want's you guys to do," he picked up a piece of paper from his desk and read from it. "Ok, apparently you guys have a project that you are working on and she just says to continue with that and if you've finished it's free choice. Not get to work or doing whatever." He added as an after thought. I pulled my novel from my backpack and opened to where I was up to and started reading. It was getting really good last night and I had to put it down because it was past my bedtime. I tried reading but was finding that I was reading the same passage over and over again. Sighing I put it down and turned to Miranda and Gordo who were talking about their projects.
"Ahh, she returns from the land of books." Gordo said in an all-knowing voice. One that easily irritates me. But today I shrugged it off.
"Guess what you guys?" I said giddily. I was beginning to feel that familiar tugging feeling when I had a crush on a guy. Surely I didn't like Ethan again? I mean this date is just as friends right? I hope he realises and thinks that. It's just for fun. I know that then why am I getting so giddy?
"I despise guessing games." Gordo said in a bored voice, clearly imitating Scar from The Lion King movie. I stuck my tongue out at him and turned to Miranda who looked as giddy as I felt.
"Ethan finalised our date. We're going out to dinner and a Movie!" I said containing a squeal that was bubbling up in my throat.
"Coolies!" Miranda said slapping me a high five.
"Wow, I mean brilliant. I don't think anyone's ever thought of that before Lizzie, you should feel really special," Gordo said then flinched at the look Miranda gave him. "You're really got yourself a good one there. Don't let him go!" he said in mock seriousness, shaking a finger at me. I laughed slightly and spoke to him.
"I won't Gordo, I really won't, and I think that Ethan may very well be the one for me." I said keeping a straight face. I had to fight extremely hard as I saw his face whiten. When I couldn't hold it in any more I burst out laughing.
"Oh wow Gordo! You should have seen the look on your face! Priceless. I wish I had a camera." I managed to get out between my laughter. Miranda had noticed too and was laughing with me. Gordo just reddened slightly and mumbled a few incoherent sentences.
"Something wrong Mr. Gordon?" I heard a voice behind me ask. I had completely forgotten that we were in the classroom that was so loud that no one would have heard our conversation anyway. It had to have been Mr.Dig behind us. And it was.
"Everything's fine Mr.Dig, Lizzie just played a very sick joke on me." he said mock glaring in my direction. At least I hope it was a mock glare.
"So it's still The Three Amigo's I see?" He said smiling fondly at us. I looked at Miranda and she shrugged leaving me to answer.
"It sure is Mr Dig. You'll be hard pressed to see us divided." I said, what else could I say?
"Yes, I believe you are right Miss McGuire." He said clasping his hands together in his lap.
We all stared at each other until he seemed to get the hint that there was nothing more to be said and he stood up.
"I hope to see that you three are still best friends in the many years to come. I've never seen such a strong friendship." He said and walked away. I could have sworn I saw him wipe a tear away from his eye.
***
"Mum! Have you seen my denim skirt?" I hollered down the stairs of my house. I waited from a response but didn't get one so I stomped down stairs looking for my Mum. Turned out she was outside reading a book in the hammock. Not very often you see my Mum sitting still. She's always on the go running after Matt and me. I almost didn't want to bother her but I really needed my skirt!
"Mum! Have you seen my long denim skirt? I asked her, standing next to the hammock expectantly.
"It's hanging in your closet." She said without hesitation. Well I didn't even look in there. Since when does she hang my skirts?
"Thanks Mum, you're the greatest!" I said, running back to my room. Sure enough it was where she said it was. I pulled it off its hanger and slipped into it and did up the buttons on it. I went back to my closet and rifled through my tops looking for something suitable to wear. What does a person wear to Spaghetti and a movie?! I have no clue. I pulled out a shirt with "Spaghetti" straps and laughed, thinking that was just wrong and instead pulled out a soft pink shirt that was in this soft material and had flared sleeves. It had a pattern of small white daisies around the bottom of the sleeves, neckline and around the bottom of the shirt. Perfect. I pulled it over my head and then turned to my hair. I decided to leave it down and wavy, pulling a few strands back securing them with a daisy hairclip. I twirled around in front of the mirror. Next I applied my makeup and some lip-gloss for this finishing touch. I turned to walk out my bedroom door but came face to face with Gordo.
"Woah! Way to scare a girl!" I said, placing a hand over my heart, trying to calm myself down.
"Sorry, that wasn't my intention," He said sincerely. "Wouldn't want to harm the lovely lady before her big date would I? Which, I might add, you look amazing for." He said looking me up and down. I could feel myself blushing, he noticed it too I can tell but he didn't say anything.
"Ethan's going to be knocked off his feet." He said smiling at me.
"Lets hope so." I said, checking my reflection again, hoping that I really did look as good as Gordo said I did.
***
No comment this time. Apart from that.
Nesserz.
Disclaimer: This is beginning to get a little repetitive and I really don't like to repeat myself. Really, I don't like to repeat myself over and over and over and.well you get the drift.
"Yo Lizzie!" I heard a voice call out to me from across the hall. I turned to the source to find Ethan waving at me frantically. I smiled and waved back and walked over to him.
"Hey Ethan, how are you?" I asked him, taking in what he was wearing. Khaki cargo pants with tons of pockets and a knit sweater. Let's just say that it did a lot for him.
"I'm great and you will be too in a few minutes. I've found a spot for our date! I was supposed to be going dirt bike riding with my older bro but it looks like his bike isn't going to be ready in time so we can go on our date! Isn't that awesome?" he asked, clearly happy with himself. I resisted the urge to laugh and answered him instead.
"That's great Ethan. When?" I asked, noticing that he had forgotten to mention that part.
"Oh right. This Saturday night. I thought Spaghetti and a Movie."
"Spaghetti?" I asked him curiously.
"Yeah! Ever since I got to eat it in the land of Spaghetti I've grown addicted to it! So how about it?"
"Sure, sounds great. Pick me up at my house at seven?" I asked him.
"Perfect, see you then." I didn't have the heart to point out to him that we would be seeing each other before then since we had our next class together so I didn't. I closed my locker and turned around and found myself face to face with Kate.
"You may be going on a date with Ethan, but that doesn't make you popular. Popularity is a privilege, not a right." She said snootily. Wow, not popular and still a snob.
"Maybe not Kate, but it's annoying you isn't it? All the more reason for me to keep going don't you think?" I said just as snootily back to her and I walked off. I was not in the mood for dealing with Kate right now. I had a date with one of the cutest guys in the whole school. I wasn't going to let her bring me down.
I walked into class and took my seat. I looked up to see why the teacher wasn't taking attendance to see Mr. Dig standing there! I hadn't seen him since Middle School. And he hadn't changed.
"Hello class. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that Mrs. Casway will not be coming into class today although she has left me some notes on what she want's you guys to do," he picked up a piece of paper from his desk and read from it. "Ok, apparently you guys have a project that you are working on and she just says to continue with that and if you've finished it's free choice. Not get to work or doing whatever." He added as an after thought. I pulled my novel from my backpack and opened to where I was up to and started reading. It was getting really good last night and I had to put it down because it was past my bedtime. I tried reading but was finding that I was reading the same passage over and over again. Sighing I put it down and turned to Miranda and Gordo who were talking about their projects.
"Ahh, she returns from the land of books." Gordo said in an all-knowing voice. One that easily irritates me. But today I shrugged it off.
"Guess what you guys?" I said giddily. I was beginning to feel that familiar tugging feeling when I had a crush on a guy. Surely I didn't like Ethan again? I mean this date is just as friends right? I hope he realises and thinks that. It's just for fun. I know that then why am I getting so giddy?
"I despise guessing games." Gordo said in a bored voice, clearly imitating Scar from The Lion King movie. I stuck my tongue out at him and turned to Miranda who looked as giddy as I felt.
"Ethan finalised our date. We're going out to dinner and a Movie!" I said containing a squeal that was bubbling up in my throat.
"Coolies!" Miranda said slapping me a high five.
"Wow, I mean brilliant. I don't think anyone's ever thought of that before Lizzie, you should feel really special," Gordo said then flinched at the look Miranda gave him. "You're really got yourself a good one there. Don't let him go!" he said in mock seriousness, shaking a finger at me. I laughed slightly and spoke to him.
"I won't Gordo, I really won't, and I think that Ethan may very well be the one for me." I said keeping a straight face. I had to fight extremely hard as I saw his face whiten. When I couldn't hold it in any more I burst out laughing.
"Oh wow Gordo! You should have seen the look on your face! Priceless. I wish I had a camera." I managed to get out between my laughter. Miranda had noticed too and was laughing with me. Gordo just reddened slightly and mumbled a few incoherent sentences.
"Something wrong Mr. Gordon?" I heard a voice behind me ask. I had completely forgotten that we were in the classroom that was so loud that no one would have heard our conversation anyway. It had to have been Mr.Dig behind us. And it was.
"Everything's fine Mr.Dig, Lizzie just played a very sick joke on me." he said mock glaring in my direction. At least I hope it was a mock glare.
"So it's still The Three Amigo's I see?" He said smiling fondly at us. I looked at Miranda and she shrugged leaving me to answer.
"It sure is Mr Dig. You'll be hard pressed to see us divided." I said, what else could I say?
"Yes, I believe you are right Miss McGuire." He said clasping his hands together in his lap.
We all stared at each other until he seemed to get the hint that there was nothing more to be said and he stood up.
"I hope to see that you three are still best friends in the many years to come. I've never seen such a strong friendship." He said and walked away. I could have sworn I saw him wipe a tear away from his eye.
***
"Mum! Have you seen my denim skirt?" I hollered down the stairs of my house. I waited from a response but didn't get one so I stomped down stairs looking for my Mum. Turned out she was outside reading a book in the hammock. Not very often you see my Mum sitting still. She's always on the go running after Matt and me. I almost didn't want to bother her but I really needed my skirt!
"Mum! Have you seen my long denim skirt? I asked her, standing next to the hammock expectantly.
"It's hanging in your closet." She said without hesitation. Well I didn't even look in there. Since when does she hang my skirts?
"Thanks Mum, you're the greatest!" I said, running back to my room. Sure enough it was where she said it was. I pulled it off its hanger and slipped into it and did up the buttons on it. I went back to my closet and rifled through my tops looking for something suitable to wear. What does a person wear to Spaghetti and a movie?! I have no clue. I pulled out a shirt with "Spaghetti" straps and laughed, thinking that was just wrong and instead pulled out a soft pink shirt that was in this soft material and had flared sleeves. It had a pattern of small white daisies around the bottom of the sleeves, neckline and around the bottom of the shirt. Perfect. I pulled it over my head and then turned to my hair. I decided to leave it down and wavy, pulling a few strands back securing them with a daisy hairclip. I twirled around in front of the mirror. Next I applied my makeup and some lip-gloss for this finishing touch. I turned to walk out my bedroom door but came face to face with Gordo.
"Woah! Way to scare a girl!" I said, placing a hand over my heart, trying to calm myself down.
"Sorry, that wasn't my intention," He said sincerely. "Wouldn't want to harm the lovely lady before her big date would I? Which, I might add, you look amazing for." He said looking me up and down. I could feel myself blushing, he noticed it too I can tell but he didn't say anything.
"Ethan's going to be knocked off his feet." He said smiling at me.
"Lets hope so." I said, checking my reflection again, hoping that I really did look as good as Gordo said I did.
***
No comment this time. Apart from that.
Nesserz.