Chapter 2:
So... Read on... Again, lizzie is not my creation, and if it was... I would probably woulda killed myself by now. On to the wordage.
"This is like, SO boring!!" Lizzie slammed the book closed. She heard Matt doing something. "That little... He better not be setting up another prank..." She opened the door, ready to yell at her brother, but instead, she found her best friends in mid-knock. "Oh, Hi," Gordo said. Miranda had a book in her hand. "We decided, that as your friends, we have a duty to help you in times of need -" "And this is a time of need," Gordo finished for her. Lizzie suddenly had a brighter outlook on her project. "That would be great," she said, "come on... oh wait..." Her dad popped into her head. "My dad said he would help... You know how parents are! Haha. Always trying to help! I guess I kinda have to let him help me, to make him feel good, of course. Sorry!" She closed the door, and plopped down on her bed. She was thinking about her dad. Weirdly, she was excited about school work now! Just then, a thought popped into her mind... how good was her dad at working on projects? Has he even touched a bug? She was sure he touched a bug. "Who am I kidding," she said out loud, "I don't care if he even knows what a bug is! He's just SO Awe-aw-some!"
"And this is the... thorax?" Lizzie lifted her head from the magnifying glass. Her dad checked the science book. "Yep," he said, "Sure is! And this part here is the?" Lizzie looked to where his dad's hand was pointing. His hand... she never realized it before, but it was smooth. Not quite like a babies bottom, but more like a river, where the water is slowly running. "That is the..." She tried to concentrate on the bug in front of her, but her mind was elsewhere. "His hand," she thought, "that's what I want... not some SO NOT trendy bug!" She moved her hand to his, but then stopped. "What am I doing," she thought. "Lizzie? Do you know what this is?" Liz awoke from her trance. "Ohh.. Umm... That's the antler, right?" Her dad sighed as he leaned back in his chair. "When is this project due," her dad asked. He doubted that lizzie was concentrating. "Is there something bothering you?" Lizzie said, a bit too quickly, "No!" Sam nodded slowly, and asked if they should stop. Lizzie agreed, and she gathered up her books. She put them away and went outside. Miranda and Gordo were meeting at the library to work on each of their projects. Lizzie decided to see if they were still willing to help. She had a plan. A plan that would start improving her image with her father.
"This is like, SO boring!!" Lizzie slammed the book closed. She heard Matt doing something. "That little... He better not be setting up another prank..." She opened the door, ready to yell at her brother, but instead, she found her best friends in mid-knock. "Oh, Hi," Gordo said. Miranda had a book in her hand. "We decided, that as your friends, we have a duty to help you in times of need -" "And this is a time of need," Gordo finished for her. Lizzie suddenly had a brighter outlook on her project. "That would be great," she said, "come on... oh wait..." Her dad popped into her head. "My dad said he would help... You know how parents are! Haha. Always trying to help! I guess I kinda have to let him help me, to make him feel good, of course. Sorry!" She closed the door, and plopped down on her bed. She was thinking about her dad. Weirdly, she was excited about school work now! Just then, a thought popped into her mind... how good was her dad at working on projects? Has he even touched a bug? She was sure he touched a bug. "Who am I kidding," she said out loud, "I don't care if he even knows what a bug is! He's just SO Awe-aw-some!"
"And this is the... thorax?" Lizzie lifted her head from the magnifying glass. Her dad checked the science book. "Yep," he said, "Sure is! And this part here is the?" Lizzie looked to where his dad's hand was pointing. His hand... she never realized it before, but it was smooth. Not quite like a babies bottom, but more like a river, where the water is slowly running. "That is the..." She tried to concentrate on the bug in front of her, but her mind was elsewhere. "His hand," she thought, "that's what I want... not some SO NOT trendy bug!" She moved her hand to his, but then stopped. "What am I doing," she thought. "Lizzie? Do you know what this is?" Liz awoke from her trance. "Ohh.. Umm... That's the antler, right?" Her dad sighed as he leaned back in his chair. "When is this project due," her dad asked. He doubted that lizzie was concentrating. "Is there something bothering you?" Lizzie said, a bit too quickly, "No!" Sam nodded slowly, and asked if they should stop. Lizzie agreed, and she gathered up her books. She put them away and went outside. Miranda and Gordo were meeting at the library to work on each of their projects. Lizzie decided to see if they were still willing to help. She had a plan. A plan that would start improving her image with her father.
