Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
A/N: Here's a new Lizzie story for ya. It's about music, love, leaving, and heartbreak. Hope you like it. Oh, and does anyone know Lizzie's hometown? I know I know it, but I can't remember it.
Chapter 1: Leaving Home
Lizzie was crying. She was moving out. She was going to college. Her heart was breaking. She was so sad, so absorbed in her sorrow, she didn't hear when her mom came in.
"Lizzie, I know you're sad, but you have to see your friends sometime. Miranda is downstairs on the couch and Gordo is at the front door. You need to talk to them." her mom said, walking around the almost- empty room. Lizzie looked up at her mom through smeared mascara and wet fingers. "Mom, I don't want to do this. I don't want to go to college. UCLA is so far away. Gordo's going to Brown, Miranda's going to NYU, everybody else is going to schools here in the state. I don't want to do this." she sobbed. Her mom came over and sat next to her daughter on the bed. She put her arm around her daughter and hugged her. "Oh Lizzie, you don't have to, but what will you do? Your friends are going on to higher education out of town, we're all going to be working. Where will you go?" she said, rubbing her daughter's back. Lizzie half-smiled through her tears. "I was thinking of going to a Simple Plan concert in Las Vegas this weekend. Gordo's driving and Miranda's coming too. We've all got our tickets, we just need parental consent and the van. It's kind of a going- away-to-college blowout thing. So, can we go? I might consider going to college if I get the time to think on it." she said. Mrs. McGuire sat pensive for a moment, then nodded. Lizzie smiled and clapped, then hugged her mom.
When the McGuires came downstairs again, Lizzie's face was awash with tears, but she was smiling. "Come on in, Gordo. Good news: we get to go! Las Vegas and Simple Plan, here we come!" she called, high-fiving Miranda. "We leave tomorrow morning. God, I don't want to go to college, but I want to go to Las Vegas. How weird is that?" Miranda screamed, Gordo did a jig and yelled,"Woo-hoo!" at the top of his lungs, and Lizzie and Mrs. McGuire smiled at each other.
~THE NEXT MORNING~
"Yo, you guys, let's go!" Gordo called from the back of the van, waiting for the girls to finish saying goodbye and put their stuff in the back so they could get on their way toward Las Vegas. Miranda was excitedly hugging everybody, even a stray dog that happened upon the departing group. Lizzie was trying to pry her little brother from around her waist, desperate to get going before the sun came up. They had thousands of miles to go and three days to get there. They were getting started at 2:30 am, a record of earlybirdness for snooze-button champion, Lizzie, and king of the Alarm Clock Wars, Gordo. Miranda had freaked out because they wanted her to get up so early and, as it was, they had to peel her off her bed and throw her in the shower at 2:00 am.
Finally, Lizzie freed herself of her brother, grabbed Miranda, and loaded their stuff into the van. Gordo started the van and the two girls piled in. Not long after they pulled out, the saw the sign that they were leaving the town. About 2,500 miles out, they passed the sign leaving the state. Lizzie turned to Miranda and Gordo and high-fived each of them. "We're free!" she yelled out the window for all the world to hear.
A/N: I should have the next chapter up soon. Hope I have you on the edge of your seats, begging for more. Luvs,
Carissa
A/N: Here's a new Lizzie story for ya. It's about music, love, leaving, and heartbreak. Hope you like it. Oh, and does anyone know Lizzie's hometown? I know I know it, but I can't remember it.
Chapter 1: Leaving Home
Lizzie was crying. She was moving out. She was going to college. Her heart was breaking. She was so sad, so absorbed in her sorrow, she didn't hear when her mom came in.
"Lizzie, I know you're sad, but you have to see your friends sometime. Miranda is downstairs on the couch and Gordo is at the front door. You need to talk to them." her mom said, walking around the almost- empty room. Lizzie looked up at her mom through smeared mascara and wet fingers. "Mom, I don't want to do this. I don't want to go to college. UCLA is so far away. Gordo's going to Brown, Miranda's going to NYU, everybody else is going to schools here in the state. I don't want to do this." she sobbed. Her mom came over and sat next to her daughter on the bed. She put her arm around her daughter and hugged her. "Oh Lizzie, you don't have to, but what will you do? Your friends are going on to higher education out of town, we're all going to be working. Where will you go?" she said, rubbing her daughter's back. Lizzie half-smiled through her tears. "I was thinking of going to a Simple Plan concert in Las Vegas this weekend. Gordo's driving and Miranda's coming too. We've all got our tickets, we just need parental consent and the van. It's kind of a going- away-to-college blowout thing. So, can we go? I might consider going to college if I get the time to think on it." she said. Mrs. McGuire sat pensive for a moment, then nodded. Lizzie smiled and clapped, then hugged her mom.
When the McGuires came downstairs again, Lizzie's face was awash with tears, but she was smiling. "Come on in, Gordo. Good news: we get to go! Las Vegas and Simple Plan, here we come!" she called, high-fiving Miranda. "We leave tomorrow morning. God, I don't want to go to college, but I want to go to Las Vegas. How weird is that?" Miranda screamed, Gordo did a jig and yelled,"Woo-hoo!" at the top of his lungs, and Lizzie and Mrs. McGuire smiled at each other.
~THE NEXT MORNING~
"Yo, you guys, let's go!" Gordo called from the back of the van, waiting for the girls to finish saying goodbye and put their stuff in the back so they could get on their way toward Las Vegas. Miranda was excitedly hugging everybody, even a stray dog that happened upon the departing group. Lizzie was trying to pry her little brother from around her waist, desperate to get going before the sun came up. They had thousands of miles to go and three days to get there. They were getting started at 2:30 am, a record of earlybirdness for snooze-button champion, Lizzie, and king of the Alarm Clock Wars, Gordo. Miranda had freaked out because they wanted her to get up so early and, as it was, they had to peel her off her bed and throw her in the shower at 2:00 am.
Finally, Lizzie freed herself of her brother, grabbed Miranda, and loaded their stuff into the van. Gordo started the van and the two girls piled in. Not long after they pulled out, the saw the sign that they were leaving the town. About 2,500 miles out, they passed the sign leaving the state. Lizzie turned to Miranda and Gordo and high-fived each of them. "We're free!" she yelled out the window for all the world to hear.
A/N: I should have the next chapter up soon. Hope I have you on the edge of your seats, begging for more. Luvs,
Carissa