[: Lizzie's P.O.V :]
"ELIZABETH BROOKE MCGUIRE!!"
Lizzie jumped at the sound of Jo's loud call up the stairs, pulled out of her deep sleep. She groaned and grabbed her clock, taking a look. 6:45 am.
"If you don't get out of bed RIGHT now, young lady, you'll end up being late for school!"
Dragging herself out of bed, Lizzie went into her bathroom. She took a quick shower before getting out, a towel on her head and a robe on, and going downstairs for breakfast.
Jo had prepared a delicious breakfast of waffles. Sam and Matt were sleepily bringing their forks to their mouths, not seeming to see Lizzie as she entered the room.. With an eyebrow raised, Lizzie couldn't see how they could get any food down at this early in the morning. Just as she was about to open her mouth to speak, Jo handed her a pop-tart and smiled.. Lizzie returned the smile. Her mother knew her well enough to know that she'd be asking for a pop-tart at this hour.
Lizzie trudged back up the stairs, finishing off the pop-tart before going back into her bathroom to blow-dry her hair. She piled it all up into a neat bun, leaving some tendrils free. She curled those into tight, little spirals that cascaded down before brushing her teeth to a white shine. She went back into her room to finish the job of getting ready..
She already had an outfit picked out.. She pulled on some tan jeans that fit her perfectly, as well as a light brown, spaghetti-strapped shirt with a built-in bra. Normally, she wouldn't have wore anything like that, but Miranda convinced her that this was the first day of high school and that she would look great in it.
Lizzie applied her make-up: gold eyeshadow, black mascara, and light pink lipgloss. She then looked at the final outcome.. She was actually quite pleased with it. A bright smile painted across her neatly glossed lips.
- -
[: Miranda's P.O.V :]
It was 7:00 am and Miranda Sanchez was as ready as she'd ever be..
She stood tall in front of a mirror, looking hard at herself. Her funky fashion remained the same as ever.. Her pants were black and flared slightly at the bottoms with a chain hooked to the belt-loops. Her shirt was a light-purple corset that was laced with ribbon. The girl's hair was down and straight; her eyes lined with black liner and her lips lathered in purple-tinted lip gloss.
She smiled halfheartedly at herself as she wondered if this plan with Lizzie and Gordo would work..
- -
[: Gordo's P.O.V :]
I heard my alarm clock go off at 7:00 am, which was long after I first awoke.. Typical. Just some first day of high school jitters. No biggie. I pulled back the blankets and crawled out of bed, just in my boxers.
I was still clean, having took a shower the night before, but I gave my face a good scrub with soap and water before looking at myself in the mirror.. I rarely look at myself and I was a little surprised at my appearance.
My curly mane actually looked quite good; my arms and chest were slightly more muscular and toned than they were before. I even got the pleasant shock of being a few inches taller than I was in the beginning of eighth grade. I was now probably around 5'6". Somehow, I seemed more.. Masculine.
A slight smile appeared on my mouth before I shook my head, running my fingers through my curls to tame the bed-head. Maybe today wouldn't be so bad..
- -
[: Narrator's P.O.V :]
Gordo clambered out of the bus with Miranda, wondering where Lizzie could be.. He shook his head. "It's so not like Lizzie to miss the bus. I wonder what happened?"
Miranda hid a smile and shrugged with a casual voice, "Oh, I don't know.. Matt might have had it in for her on the first day. Or maybe she slept late?"
He shot a look at her.. She seemed a little suspicious, but it could've been just him. As he contemplated this, the pair walked down the hall to await the second they would become a trio again.
Miranda had found the bench they had all agreed to meet at and they sat down. She started looking at her schedule that she had received when she had gotten home two days ago and compared it with Gordo's. Squealing, she started jabbering, "Gordo! We have almost all the same classes, except.."
His friend's voice was drowned out as David Gordon saw a vision of heaven walking toward them. It seemed like it was all going by in slow motion.. Lizzie walked down the hall, her eyes bright. Her hips swayed from left to right and he was entranced.. His heart pounding in his chest, his eyes swept across her, tracing her curves.. She WAS even more beautiful. Still, he wasn't the only one that had seen Lizzie's change.. Many more guys were blown away by her, as well.
Miranda was grinning from ear to ear next to him as she ate up his reaction. She tapped him on the shoulder, saying audibly, "Gordo?"
He babbled a bit, not taking his eyes off her. "What, Miranda? I'm busy!!"
She raised an eyebrow, smirking. "I'd gather my jaw up off the floor, if I were you.. Someone might step on your tongue."
Gordo's face flashed ten shades of crimson as he tore his eyes off of Lizzie. Finally, their friend had finished the long voyage over, eyeing Miranda before smiling. "Hey, Randa! Hey, Gordo!"
Miranda gave a slight wave attatched to a, "Hey, chica!"
Gordo, on the other hand, sat there and stared at Lizzie. For the first time in his life, he didn't have even one witty or sarcastic remark to shoot back..
"ELIZABETH BROOKE MCGUIRE!!"
Lizzie jumped at the sound of Jo's loud call up the stairs, pulled out of her deep sleep. She groaned and grabbed her clock, taking a look. 6:45 am.
"If you don't get out of bed RIGHT now, young lady, you'll end up being late for school!"
Dragging herself out of bed, Lizzie went into her bathroom. She took a quick shower before getting out, a towel on her head and a robe on, and going downstairs for breakfast.
Jo had prepared a delicious breakfast of waffles. Sam and Matt were sleepily bringing their forks to their mouths, not seeming to see Lizzie as she entered the room.. With an eyebrow raised, Lizzie couldn't see how they could get any food down at this early in the morning. Just as she was about to open her mouth to speak, Jo handed her a pop-tart and smiled.. Lizzie returned the smile. Her mother knew her well enough to know that she'd be asking for a pop-tart at this hour.
Lizzie trudged back up the stairs, finishing off the pop-tart before going back into her bathroom to blow-dry her hair. She piled it all up into a neat bun, leaving some tendrils free. She curled those into tight, little spirals that cascaded down before brushing her teeth to a white shine. She went back into her room to finish the job of getting ready..
She already had an outfit picked out.. She pulled on some tan jeans that fit her perfectly, as well as a light brown, spaghetti-strapped shirt with a built-in bra. Normally, she wouldn't have wore anything like that, but Miranda convinced her that this was the first day of high school and that she would look great in it.
Lizzie applied her make-up: gold eyeshadow, black mascara, and light pink lipgloss. She then looked at the final outcome.. She was actually quite pleased with it. A bright smile painted across her neatly glossed lips.
- -
[: Miranda's P.O.V :]
It was 7:00 am and Miranda Sanchez was as ready as she'd ever be..
She stood tall in front of a mirror, looking hard at herself. Her funky fashion remained the same as ever.. Her pants were black and flared slightly at the bottoms with a chain hooked to the belt-loops. Her shirt was a light-purple corset that was laced with ribbon. The girl's hair was down and straight; her eyes lined with black liner and her lips lathered in purple-tinted lip gloss.
She smiled halfheartedly at herself as she wondered if this plan with Lizzie and Gordo would work..
- -
[: Gordo's P.O.V :]
I heard my alarm clock go off at 7:00 am, which was long after I first awoke.. Typical. Just some first day of high school jitters. No biggie. I pulled back the blankets and crawled out of bed, just in my boxers.
I was still clean, having took a shower the night before, but I gave my face a good scrub with soap and water before looking at myself in the mirror.. I rarely look at myself and I was a little surprised at my appearance.
My curly mane actually looked quite good; my arms and chest were slightly more muscular and toned than they were before. I even got the pleasant shock of being a few inches taller than I was in the beginning of eighth grade. I was now probably around 5'6". Somehow, I seemed more.. Masculine.
A slight smile appeared on my mouth before I shook my head, running my fingers through my curls to tame the bed-head. Maybe today wouldn't be so bad..
- -
[: Narrator's P.O.V :]
Gordo clambered out of the bus with Miranda, wondering where Lizzie could be.. He shook his head. "It's so not like Lizzie to miss the bus. I wonder what happened?"
Miranda hid a smile and shrugged with a casual voice, "Oh, I don't know.. Matt might have had it in for her on the first day. Or maybe she slept late?"
He shot a look at her.. She seemed a little suspicious, but it could've been just him. As he contemplated this, the pair walked down the hall to await the second they would become a trio again.
Miranda had found the bench they had all agreed to meet at and they sat down. She started looking at her schedule that she had received when she had gotten home two days ago and compared it with Gordo's. Squealing, she started jabbering, "Gordo! We have almost all the same classes, except.."
His friend's voice was drowned out as David Gordon saw a vision of heaven walking toward them. It seemed like it was all going by in slow motion.. Lizzie walked down the hall, her eyes bright. Her hips swayed from left to right and he was entranced.. His heart pounding in his chest, his eyes swept across her, tracing her curves.. She WAS even more beautiful. Still, he wasn't the only one that had seen Lizzie's change.. Many more guys were blown away by her, as well.
Miranda was grinning from ear to ear next to him as she ate up his reaction. She tapped him on the shoulder, saying audibly, "Gordo?"
He babbled a bit, not taking his eyes off her. "What, Miranda? I'm busy!!"
She raised an eyebrow, smirking. "I'd gather my jaw up off the floor, if I were you.. Someone might step on your tongue."
Gordo's face flashed ten shades of crimson as he tore his eyes off of Lizzie. Finally, their friend had finished the long voyage over, eyeing Miranda before smiling. "Hey, Randa! Hey, Gordo!"
Miranda gave a slight wave attatched to a, "Hey, chica!"
Gordo, on the other hand, sat there and stared at Lizzie. For the first time in his life, he didn't have even one witty or sarcastic remark to shoot back..