"Mom! I'm home!"

"In the kitchen, honey," Jo yelled back, "Matt's just telling us about his audition for the play."

::Cartoon Lizzie:: Huh???

Lizzie walks into the kitchen. Her parents are sitting at the table with Matt, who is practically bouncing off the walls with excitement.

"What are you talking about, audition?" she asked, "I had auditions for my school's play today."

"Well, dweeb, so did I." Matt smirked at her

Jo explained. "It turns out, Mr. Diggs wanted some of the younger students in the district to play some of the roles in his upcoming play. So Matt auditioned today at his school."

::Cartoon Lizzie:: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Wait, honey, "Jo continued "Did you say that you auditioned?"

"Good job, Lizzie," her dad, Sam, said, "Hey! Now maybe you and Matt can do something together."

Matt and Lizzie look at each other.

"Not a chance," exclaimed Matt.

"Drop dead," retorted Lizzie.

That's not fair. It was her school. First, Gordo wouldn't audition. Then Kate was...well, great. Now Matt's gonna be in the play? It was a little too much for Lizzie to handle, in addition to the butterflies in her stomach attributed to her anxiety about the cast list tomorrow.

"I think I'm just gonna go to bed, Mom."

"But you haven't even eaten dinner, Lizzie," Jo argued.

"No, I just don't feel that well. Good night."

Lizzie grabbed her bag and climbed up the stairs. She opened her bag and out fell a note. She laughed. It was one her and Gordo had been passing during biology. She looked at the pictures Gordo had drawn of their teacher, Mrs. Jakers. He always said, "She looks like a cross between a pig and a beaver." He was so creative. Lizzie smiled, put the note on her desk, and went to bed.

Toss and turn. Toss and turn. That was all Lizzie was doing that night. She was so nervous about tomorrow and she didn't even know why. She didn't even want to audition in the first place. Now, what if Miranda gets in and she doesn't? What if MATT gets in and she doesn't? At about 2 a.m., Lizzie decided to go downstairs and make some hot chocolate. When she got to the kitchen and turned on the lights, she jumped. She hadn't expected her mom to be sitting there!

"What are you doing up?" they both asked at the same time. Then they smiled.

"I couldn't sleep," Lizzie confessed, "I'm really nervous about tomorrow."

"You mean, finding out if you made the play?" Jo asked.

"Yeah. I mean, I didn't even want to do it in the first place."

"Well, honey, that's just the way you are. When you start something, you always like to finish it out."

"I guess...Mom?"

"Yes?"

"I hope I get in."

"Me too, Lizzie."