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Wasn't 'Ronnie' the name of the paperboy who broke Lizzie's heart?
(A/N: Remember, Miranda and Ronnie never actually met in First Kiss. But Miranda remembers his name because Lizzie couldn't stop talking about him.)
Wasn't he the one who gave her a promise ring, but then asked for it back? I can't fall for Lizzie's ex! And if I do, how do I know he won't do the same thing to me? What a sleaze!
"But wait!" Miranda said aloud, realizing that she had judged him unfairly. What if it's not the same Ronnie? Yeah, it can't be. I'm sure there're plenty of Ronnies in this city. The chances of me ending up with Lizzie's Ronnie are slim to none. Okay, they aren't. But there's always a chance.
All these thoughts flowed through Miranda's mind through the remainder of her classes. As soon as the last bell rang, she headed to the girl's room to freshen up for her date with Ronnie. She brushed her teeth (A/N: Yes, at school.), and reapplied her make-up.
She then exited the washroom and headed for the main school entrance. There, she found none other than Lizzie, smoking a cigarette. Lizzie had begun smoking to relieve the stress of exams. Gordo found the habit appalling, so she promised to stop once exams where over. But much to her surprise, she found herself hooked and unable to quit long after exams where finished.
Miranda, feeling rather guilty about heading off on a date with her best friend's ex, tried her best to slip by; not drawing any attention to herself. But much to Miranda's dissatisfaction, it didn't work.
"Hey Miranda!" Lizzie called, signaling for Miranda to come and talk to her.
"Sorry, can't talk now!" she yelled back, pointing to her watch as if to say she was running late for something.
Lizzie shook her head in disappointment and went back to fulfilling her filthy habit. (A/n: no offence to any smokers out there.)
Miranda seemed pretty preoccupied today. Lizzie thought to herself. Lately we seem to be drifting apart, and I don't like it; I don't like it at all.
A few minutes later, Gordo came out of the school; his hair all messy and wild. Lizzie let her cigarette butt drop, so she could appear more appealing to Gordo.
"So," he said, wrapping his arm around her. "Shall I walk you home?"
"Actually, not yet," she said popping a breath mint into her mouth. "I'm craving a cappuccino from the Digital Bean right about now. Walk me there?"
"Then to the Digital Bean it is," he said, kissing her on the cheek.
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Meanwhile, Miranda was having a blast at the Digital Bean. She, Ronnie, and a few of his friends, had all gathered at a corner booth and ordered some drinks. Miranda was astonished at how quickly they had accepted her into their group. She loved how open and friendly each one was. They weren't strictly preps, and they weren't strictly jocks. They were a mixture of everything, and Miranda could just feel their self-confidence rubbing off on her.
They finished their drinks and continued to chat. About half an hour later, when all of Ronnie's friends had left, and only he and Miranda remained, Miranda decided to ask about Lizzie.
"So," she began, approaching the subject carefully, "ever met anyone named Lizzie before?"
He looked at her quizzically before answering her question.
"Um, yeah. I've met a few Lizzies/ Elizabeths in my time. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, y'know. I'm just curious. So. have you dated any of them?"
He looked at her quizzically again; still confused.
"Uh, yeah. A few."
Miranda sighed. She had hoped that he would be smarter than this. Her attempt at being subtle wasn't getting her anywhere, so she decided to just get right to the point.
"Alright Ronnie. Listen. I'm asking you all these stupid questions because I have a feeling that you dated my best friend, Lizzie McGuire, before. And I'm afraid that although you seem like a nice guy and all, I couldn't possibly go out with the guy that broke my best friend's heart. So now, tell me. Did you ever date a Lizzie McGuire before?"
"Um, did I hear my name?" came Lizzie's voice from behind Miranda. Miranda spun around to find a very pissed off Lizzie glaring at her. Gordo was standing behind her, holding a cappuccino. Miranda could tell by his expression that he didn't know what to think.
"Hey Lizzie," Ronnie said smiling at her. "Long time no see."
"Obviously not long enough," Lizzie said, flashing him her coldest stare.
"Well, I guess that answers my question." Miranda said; tears forming in her eyes. Why did the one guy that she truly liked, have to be the one guy was supposed to be completely off limits to her?
She glanced at her watch; 4pm on the dot.
This is gonna be a long afternoon. She thought to herself. She glanced at the uncomfortable and confused faces that surrounded her.
Yep, she thought again, a VERY long afternoon.
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Hoped you liked it. Definitely not the best chapter of my story; but still good nonetheless.
Toddles.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the clothes on my back.
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Wasn't 'Ronnie' the name of the paperboy who broke Lizzie's heart?
(A/N: Remember, Miranda and Ronnie never actually met in First Kiss. But Miranda remembers his name because Lizzie couldn't stop talking about him.)
Wasn't he the one who gave her a promise ring, but then asked for it back? I can't fall for Lizzie's ex! And if I do, how do I know he won't do the same thing to me? What a sleaze!
"But wait!" Miranda said aloud, realizing that she had judged him unfairly. What if it's not the same Ronnie? Yeah, it can't be. I'm sure there're plenty of Ronnies in this city. The chances of me ending up with Lizzie's Ronnie are slim to none. Okay, they aren't. But there's always a chance.
All these thoughts flowed through Miranda's mind through the remainder of her classes. As soon as the last bell rang, she headed to the girl's room to freshen up for her date with Ronnie. She brushed her teeth (A/N: Yes, at school.), and reapplied her make-up.
She then exited the washroom and headed for the main school entrance. There, she found none other than Lizzie, smoking a cigarette. Lizzie had begun smoking to relieve the stress of exams. Gordo found the habit appalling, so she promised to stop once exams where over. But much to her surprise, she found herself hooked and unable to quit long after exams where finished.
Miranda, feeling rather guilty about heading off on a date with her best friend's ex, tried her best to slip by; not drawing any attention to herself. But much to Miranda's dissatisfaction, it didn't work.
"Hey Miranda!" Lizzie called, signaling for Miranda to come and talk to her.
"Sorry, can't talk now!" she yelled back, pointing to her watch as if to say she was running late for something.
Lizzie shook her head in disappointment and went back to fulfilling her filthy habit. (A/n: no offence to any smokers out there.)
Miranda seemed pretty preoccupied today. Lizzie thought to herself. Lately we seem to be drifting apart, and I don't like it; I don't like it at all.
A few minutes later, Gordo came out of the school; his hair all messy and wild. Lizzie let her cigarette butt drop, so she could appear more appealing to Gordo.
"So," he said, wrapping his arm around her. "Shall I walk you home?"
"Actually, not yet," she said popping a breath mint into her mouth. "I'm craving a cappuccino from the Digital Bean right about now. Walk me there?"
"Then to the Digital Bean it is," he said, kissing her on the cheek.
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Meanwhile, Miranda was having a blast at the Digital Bean. She, Ronnie, and a few of his friends, had all gathered at a corner booth and ordered some drinks. Miranda was astonished at how quickly they had accepted her into their group. She loved how open and friendly each one was. They weren't strictly preps, and they weren't strictly jocks. They were a mixture of everything, and Miranda could just feel their self-confidence rubbing off on her.
They finished their drinks and continued to chat. About half an hour later, when all of Ronnie's friends had left, and only he and Miranda remained, Miranda decided to ask about Lizzie.
"So," she began, approaching the subject carefully, "ever met anyone named Lizzie before?"
He looked at her quizzically before answering her question.
"Um, yeah. I've met a few Lizzies/ Elizabeths in my time. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, y'know. I'm just curious. So. have you dated any of them?"
He looked at her quizzically again; still confused.
"Uh, yeah. A few."
Miranda sighed. She had hoped that he would be smarter than this. Her attempt at being subtle wasn't getting her anywhere, so she decided to just get right to the point.
"Alright Ronnie. Listen. I'm asking you all these stupid questions because I have a feeling that you dated my best friend, Lizzie McGuire, before. And I'm afraid that although you seem like a nice guy and all, I couldn't possibly go out with the guy that broke my best friend's heart. So now, tell me. Did you ever date a Lizzie McGuire before?"
"Um, did I hear my name?" came Lizzie's voice from behind Miranda. Miranda spun around to find a very pissed off Lizzie glaring at her. Gordo was standing behind her, holding a cappuccino. Miranda could tell by his expression that he didn't know what to think.
"Hey Lizzie," Ronnie said smiling at her. "Long time no see."
"Obviously not long enough," Lizzie said, flashing him her coldest stare.
"Well, I guess that answers my question." Miranda said; tears forming in her eyes. Why did the one guy that she truly liked, have to be the one guy was supposed to be completely off limits to her?
She glanced at her watch; 4pm on the dot.
This is gonna be a long afternoon. She thought to herself. She glanced at the uncomfortable and confused faces that surrounded her.
Yep, she thought again, a VERY long afternoon.
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Hoped you liked it. Definitely not the best chapter of my story; but still good nonetheless.
Toddles.