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Lizzie wearily walked down the hallway with Miranda, after yesterday's events, she couldn't help but feel like she need to watch her back.
"Lizzie," a voice called causing her to jump. She looked over at Miranda who was looking at her strangely. "It was just me. Are you going to be all right?"
"I'm fine," she stated. She wasn't convinced herself and she knew Miranda wasn't fooled.
"You need to tell someone about your tires too, let Ms. Ungermeyer know what's going on," Miranda stated, stopping at her locker.
"No, there's nothing she can do. She doesn't know where the frog came from, and they don't know how they got my locker combination. I don't have any idea who's doing it, they won't know either."
"I think you're just being stubborn," Miranda answered and sighed.
"I'll be fine really. I mean look, it's almost lunch time and nothing has happened," Lizzie replied.
Miranda nodded then opened her locker.
Lizzie looked down the hallways, the hallways were unusually empty as kids hurried into cafeteria for lunch. She started to turn to Miranda when she saw Ronnie walking towards them.
"Hey, Lizzie," he greeted softly, gently biting down on his bottom lip as he ran a hand through his blonde spikes.
She nodded, but said nothing. Her eyes raked over his dark jeans and blue button-up shirt.
"Can I talk to you?" he asked.
Lizzie glanced at Miranda, but her friend hadn't pulled her head out of her locker. Sighing, she nodded and followed him about six lockers away from Miranda.
"Do you think you could give me another chance?" he asked, staring at his eyes, standing close to her.
She stared at him in disbelief and took a step back. A few years ago, she would have leapt at this chance, and now, when her life had taken a drastically wrong turn, here he was.
"Look, I know I screwed up, and I know I was wrong. But I really think we had something special. And I'm free tonight."
"Well, I'm sorry, but I'm not," Lizzie stated quickly, words flying out of her mouth. "I'm going to the movies."
"Whoever it is, just tell him you're busy."
"Fortunately, Ronnie, I'm not like you," Lizzie snapped. "I have respect for those I'm dating, and I don't just dump them for whoever comes along."
"Lizzie, I screwed up once, don't make the same mistakes as I did," Ronnie stated.
Lizzie placed her hands on her hips and stared defiantly at him, not appreciating the tone in his voice. "I'm not making a mistake now. The mistake I made was when I first went out with you," she snapped, catching sight of someone over his shoulder. "Gordo," she exclaimed, smiling and walking quickly towards him.
"Hey," Gordo smiled.
Lizzie smiled and linked her arm through his. "Well, let's go see a movie."
"What do you want to see?"
"Anything without psycho stalkers and crazy ex-boyfriends," she smiled, shooting a pointed look at Ronnie. He stared back at her then rolled his eyes, shook his head then walked away.
"What was that about?" Gordo asked.
"Do you think anyone will notice if I smack him?" Lizzie muttered, balling her hands into fist.
"Well, Miss Fighter, let's go get something to eat before you decide to smack someone," Miranda laughed, leading towards the cafeteria. "Can I come to the movie tonight too?"
Lizzie pretended to ponder this for a moment, then laughed. "I guess so."
Miranda agreed and turned into the cafeteria. Fate was feeling particularly cruel today, and Kate and her minions were walking out the door at the same time, colliding with the group.
"Watch where you're going, Frizz," Kate snapped.
Lizzie resisted the urge to snap back and tried to walk around her, but found her way blocked by Andie. "Move," she commanded, her voice low. She tried to sidestep the junior, but her moves were mirrored. Finally, Lizzie closed her eyes to regain her patience and spread her fingers. "Look, Andie, just move."
The girl cocked her head and sneered. "Watch your moves McGuire. Stay out of the way," she hissed, then finally moved and let Lizzie pass.
"You know, it's just completely unnatural and an evil twist of fate that all this has to happen at this time," Lizzie explained, sighing as she sat down at a table.
"Well, you don't have to stay a nominee for princess," Gordo explained. "That will get Kate and Andie off your back."
Lizzie dropped her eyes to the table considering what he said. He was right, she could drop out of the running. But if she did that, Kate would have won before the contest had even begun. Kate and Andie would have gotten what they wanted. No, she wouldn't drop out now. "No, I'm not going to let them win, Gordo. Not over my dead body," she stated resolutely. With a sinking feeling she realized the seriousness of what she had said and resisted the urge to shiver. She looked up at him and smiled. "Besides, don't you want to escort a princess?"
He looked up at her a smirk on his face. "I'm looking forward to it."