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Disclaimer: As usual, I own nothing except the shirt on my back.
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Chapter Three
Miranda lay on her bed comfortably, staring at her ceiling. She had come home from the Digital Bean just an hour prior. She sighed as she replayed the events of the afternoon over and over again in her mind. Everything had been going so well, until Lizzie showed up. And when Miranda had tried to explain, Lizzie just yelled something about Miranda being a lousy friend, cussed Ronnie off, and ran out of there as fast as she could. Miranda ran out herself, shortly after; leaving Gordo and Ronnie to bicker over past history.
'Well, I guess that's the end of my friendship with Lizzie,' thought Miranda sadly.
She glanced at her clock radio. It had just turned seven o'clock. Her mother would be calling her down for dinner any minute now. Miranda got up slowly and headed over to her desk to grab her Disc Man. She always listened to music, full blast, when she was depressed. Preferably to Eminem. She wasn't sure why, but his smooth voice, and cleaver lyrics, always helped her to deal with her problems.
As she grabbed her Disc Man, and headed back over to her bed, she heard her mother's voice calling her from downstairs.
"Miranda!" came her mother's Spanish accent, "Lizzie is here to see you!"
'Lizzie?' Thought Miranda, slightly confused.
She headed down the stairs and found Lizzie at her front door carrying a large box full of stuff.
"What's all this?" Miranda asked, eyeing the contents of the box from a distance. She secretly hoped that Lizzie wasn't planning to throw those things at her.
"It's all the stuff that I've borrowed from you over the years." Lizzie said prissily. "I've got your Spice Girls CD in here, that friendship bracelet you made for at summer camp when we were nine, the lip gloss I borrowed from you last week, that *NSYNC poster you g--"
"Lizzie," Miranda interrupted her, "I'm sorry."
Miranda didn't know what else to say.
Lizzie turned around and sat down on Miranda's front step. Miranda joined her.
Lizzie sighed. "Then why'd you do it?" she prompted, "You couldn't have possibly thought that I would be comfortable at the thought of you going out with Ronnie."
"I knew you wouldn't like it, but could you at least try to understand? I mean, I really like Ronnie, and I'm pretty sure he likes me too."
"Even so." she trailed off and let out another sigh, "He's not worth it Miranda. I'm just trying to prevent you from getting hurt. He'll bring you up just to bring you down. Don't let him fool you."
Miranda ran her fingers through her hair, just as she always did when deep in thought.
"Maybe you're right," she said in a moderate tone. After about three minutes more of complete silence, she said "Alright. If you really don't want me to date him, I won't."
A huge smile swept over Lizzie's face; a huge contrast to the look of sadness that was on Miranda's.
"Thank-you Miranda," she said as she gave Miranda a huge hug. "Believe me, it's no huge loss."
'What have I done'? Thought Miranda as she hugged Lizzie back. 'What have I done?'
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I know, I know; short chapter. But the next one will be longer and better. I'm pretty sure that most of you will enjoy it. Well then, I'd better get to work.
Toodles
Disclaimer: As usual, I own nothing except the shirt on my back.
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Chapter Three
Miranda lay on her bed comfortably, staring at her ceiling. She had come home from the Digital Bean just an hour prior. She sighed as she replayed the events of the afternoon over and over again in her mind. Everything had been going so well, until Lizzie showed up. And when Miranda had tried to explain, Lizzie just yelled something about Miranda being a lousy friend, cussed Ronnie off, and ran out of there as fast as she could. Miranda ran out herself, shortly after; leaving Gordo and Ronnie to bicker over past history.
'Well, I guess that's the end of my friendship with Lizzie,' thought Miranda sadly.
She glanced at her clock radio. It had just turned seven o'clock. Her mother would be calling her down for dinner any minute now. Miranda got up slowly and headed over to her desk to grab her Disc Man. She always listened to music, full blast, when she was depressed. Preferably to Eminem. She wasn't sure why, but his smooth voice, and cleaver lyrics, always helped her to deal with her problems.
As she grabbed her Disc Man, and headed back over to her bed, she heard her mother's voice calling her from downstairs.
"Miranda!" came her mother's Spanish accent, "Lizzie is here to see you!"
'Lizzie?' Thought Miranda, slightly confused.
She headed down the stairs and found Lizzie at her front door carrying a large box full of stuff.
"What's all this?" Miranda asked, eyeing the contents of the box from a distance. She secretly hoped that Lizzie wasn't planning to throw those things at her.
"It's all the stuff that I've borrowed from you over the years." Lizzie said prissily. "I've got your Spice Girls CD in here, that friendship bracelet you made for at summer camp when we were nine, the lip gloss I borrowed from you last week, that *NSYNC poster you g--"
"Lizzie," Miranda interrupted her, "I'm sorry."
Miranda didn't know what else to say.
Lizzie turned around and sat down on Miranda's front step. Miranda joined her.
Lizzie sighed. "Then why'd you do it?" she prompted, "You couldn't have possibly thought that I would be comfortable at the thought of you going out with Ronnie."
"I knew you wouldn't like it, but could you at least try to understand? I mean, I really like Ronnie, and I'm pretty sure he likes me too."
"Even so." she trailed off and let out another sigh, "He's not worth it Miranda. I'm just trying to prevent you from getting hurt. He'll bring you up just to bring you down. Don't let him fool you."
Miranda ran her fingers through her hair, just as she always did when deep in thought.
"Maybe you're right," she said in a moderate tone. After about three minutes more of complete silence, she said "Alright. If you really don't want me to date him, I won't."
A huge smile swept over Lizzie's face; a huge contrast to the look of sadness that was on Miranda's.
"Thank-you Miranda," she said as she gave Miranda a huge hug. "Believe me, it's no huge loss."
'What have I done'? Thought Miranda as she hugged Lizzie back. 'What have I done?'
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I know, I know; short chapter. But the next one will be longer and better. I'm pretty sure that most of you will enjoy it. Well then, I'd better get to work.
Toodles