Great news! I've survived my English book! That means more time for
writing! Sorry about the hiatus, it wasn't my fault.
So for all those who's waited, here you go!
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Lizzie took a deep breath as she pulled on the elbow length gloves. Her heart was pounding as she looked into the mirror. Her blonde hair was swept back, with beautiful ringlets cascading down. The top of her head was decorated with a dusting of glitter and a diamond clip that wouldn't interfere if she just maybe got the crown.
She applied another coat of lipstick then tossed it into her purse. With a glance in the mirror, she smiled. She quickly walked out of her room and knocked on her younger brother's door.
"Matt, are you ready?"
"Yeah," he called behind her.
With a small start Lizzie jumped as she whirled around. Matt was dressed in a nice fitting dark blue suit. Not as formal as a tuxedo, but still nicer than the average. She smiled as she looked over him. "Are you meeting your friends?"
"Lanny's dad is picking me up in just a couple of minutes."
"Lizzie! Matt!" Jo yelled. "Come down here so we can get pictures."
The siblings shared a tiresome looked, but stared down the stairs.
"Lizzie, I know mostly about what's been going on, and I've heard rumors about stuff that's happened to you. I haven't asked because I didn't think you'd tell me anything. But Lizzie, are you going to be okay?"
Her heart swelled at his sincere words she impulsively grabbed him and hugged him tightly. "I'm going to be fine," she promised softly.
A bright camera flash separated them and Lizzie stared blinking at her mother.
"That was such a cute picture!" Jo exclaimed.
Lizzie managed to keep a smile on her face for several pictures before a horn honked outside.
Matt glanced out the window and announced it was Lanny and Melina.
"Be careful," he warned softly, staring at Lizzie.
She smiled again. "I'm going to be fine," she answered.
Matt nodded then rushed out the door.
Jo turned to her daughter with tears brimming at her eyes.
"Mom, don't cry!" Lizzie pleaded. "Please, I don't want to see you cry! That will be too much."
Jo sniffed back her tears then turned went into the kitchen, no doubt to look for more film.
Lizzie let out a sigh of relief and leaned back against the couch. Part of her wished she could be like her father, give a compliment then quickly escape. She contemplated doing onto the back porch to sit with him, but there was a soft knock on the door.
Lizzie felt her heart tighten up in her chest. She hadn't heard a car door, and the knock was so soft, could it be. . .
She laughed softly at herself. She was overreacting. She reached out and turned the door knob.
"Hey, Lizzie," Gordo smiled, his hair looked like it'd actually been brushed, it wasn't standing out in ever direction, his suit was similar to Matt's, but black. He held out a beautiful rose corsage, decorated with small white flowers. Lizzie smiled as he slipped it on her wrist.
"Gordo!" she exclaimed, suddenly.
"What?" he asked quickly, looking wildly around.
"Where are your crutches?" she asked.
Gordo took a step forward and smiled as he shrugged. "I couldn't escort you to your thrown with crutches, or dance with them either, so I've been practicing, and here I am."
Lizzie let out an excited squeal as she threw her arms around his neck and squeezed him closer. "Thank you so much," she exclaimed, kissing his cheek.
Gordo turned a dark red and Jo came back into the room, snapping pictures. "You two look wonderful!" she gushed.
Lizzie laughed as they assumed various poses for many shots, then there was another knock on the door.
Miranda came into the room and they quickly complimented the other on her dress, Miranda's was a high necked, low backed white dress with shimmering, elegant silver flowers decorating the skirt.
Jo flashed several more pictures before Lizzie rushed forward and hugged her mother. "We've got to go, Mom, or we're going to be late!" she grinned, kissing her on the cheek.
The trio quickly made their way outside while Jo stood on the porch. "Be careful!" she called.
Lizzie waved as she sat down in the front seat of Miranda's car. "We will see you later!"
The house quickly slid into the background and Lizzie let out a sigh of relief. "I don't think I've ever had that many pictures of me taken before in my life," she laughed.
Music from the radio filled the car as the three friends sand along happily. Miranda's silky voice faded off as she glanced at Lizzie when the car paused at a red light. "Has anything happened today?"
"What do you mean?"
"What?"
"You know, has anything weird happened?" Miranda persisted, turning her head back to the road.
Lizzie sighed. She didn't want to tell them about Ronnie's threat, or about what she overheard Kate telling Ethan. Tonight was supposed to be a fun carefree night, she would not ruin it for her friends. She smiled as she looked at Miranda. "Nothing, Ronnie must have given up."
Miranda twisted her mouth and sighed. "Are you sure?"
"I'm positive," Lizzie agreed. "Tonight is going to be a night to remember!"
She started to sing along with the song, hoping that it would drown out her thoughts, thoughts of how this could be a night to remember for all the wrong reasons.
Lizzie took a deep breath as she pulled on the elbow length gloves. Her heart was pounding as she looked into the mirror. Her blonde hair was swept back, with beautiful ringlets cascading down. The top of her head was decorated with a dusting of glitter and a diamond clip that wouldn't interfere if she just maybe got the crown.
She applied another coat of lipstick then tossed it into her purse. With a glance in the mirror, she smiled. She quickly walked out of her room and knocked on her younger brother's door.
"Matt, are you ready?"
"Yeah," he called behind her.
With a small start Lizzie jumped as she whirled around. Matt was dressed in a nice fitting dark blue suit. Not as formal as a tuxedo, but still nicer than the average. She smiled as she looked over him. "Are you meeting your friends?"
"Lanny's dad is picking me up in just a couple of minutes."
"Lizzie! Matt!" Jo yelled. "Come down here so we can get pictures."
The siblings shared a tiresome looked, but stared down the stairs.
"Lizzie, I know mostly about what's been going on, and I've heard rumors about stuff that's happened to you. I haven't asked because I didn't think you'd tell me anything. But Lizzie, are you going to be okay?"
Her heart swelled at his sincere words she impulsively grabbed him and hugged him tightly. "I'm going to be fine," she promised softly.
A bright camera flash separated them and Lizzie stared blinking at her mother.
"That was such a cute picture!" Jo exclaimed.
Lizzie managed to keep a smile on her face for several pictures before a horn honked outside.
Matt glanced out the window and announced it was Lanny and Melina.
"Be careful," he warned softly, staring at Lizzie.
She smiled again. "I'm going to be fine," she answered.
Matt nodded then rushed out the door.
Jo turned to her daughter with tears brimming at her eyes.
"Mom, don't cry!" Lizzie pleaded. "Please, I don't want to see you cry! That will be too much."
Jo sniffed back her tears then turned went into the kitchen, no doubt to look for more film.
Lizzie let out a sigh of relief and leaned back against the couch. Part of her wished she could be like her father, give a compliment then quickly escape. She contemplated doing onto the back porch to sit with him, but there was a soft knock on the door.
Lizzie felt her heart tighten up in her chest. She hadn't heard a car door, and the knock was so soft, could it be. . .
She laughed softly at herself. She was overreacting. She reached out and turned the door knob.
"Hey, Lizzie," Gordo smiled, his hair looked like it'd actually been brushed, it wasn't standing out in ever direction, his suit was similar to Matt's, but black. He held out a beautiful rose corsage, decorated with small white flowers. Lizzie smiled as he slipped it on her wrist.
"Gordo!" she exclaimed, suddenly.
"What?" he asked quickly, looking wildly around.
"Where are your crutches?" she asked.
Gordo took a step forward and smiled as he shrugged. "I couldn't escort you to your thrown with crutches, or dance with them either, so I've been practicing, and here I am."
Lizzie let out an excited squeal as she threw her arms around his neck and squeezed him closer. "Thank you so much," she exclaimed, kissing his cheek.
Gordo turned a dark red and Jo came back into the room, snapping pictures. "You two look wonderful!" she gushed.
Lizzie laughed as they assumed various poses for many shots, then there was another knock on the door.
Miranda came into the room and they quickly complimented the other on her dress, Miranda's was a high necked, low backed white dress with shimmering, elegant silver flowers decorating the skirt.
Jo flashed several more pictures before Lizzie rushed forward and hugged her mother. "We've got to go, Mom, or we're going to be late!" she grinned, kissing her on the cheek.
The trio quickly made their way outside while Jo stood on the porch. "Be careful!" she called.
Lizzie waved as she sat down in the front seat of Miranda's car. "We will see you later!"
The house quickly slid into the background and Lizzie let out a sigh of relief. "I don't think I've ever had that many pictures of me taken before in my life," she laughed.
Music from the radio filled the car as the three friends sand along happily. Miranda's silky voice faded off as she glanced at Lizzie when the car paused at a red light. "Has anything happened today?"
"What do you mean?"
"What?"
"You know, has anything weird happened?" Miranda persisted, turning her head back to the road.
Lizzie sighed. She didn't want to tell them about Ronnie's threat, or about what she overheard Kate telling Ethan. Tonight was supposed to be a fun carefree night, she would not ruin it for her friends. She smiled as she looked at Miranda. "Nothing, Ronnie must have given up."
Miranda twisted her mouth and sighed. "Are you sure?"
"I'm positive," Lizzie agreed. "Tonight is going to be a night to remember!"
She started to sing along with the song, hoping that it would drown out her thoughts, thoughts of how this could be a night to remember for all the wrong reasons.
