Twisting the Stars
By: Firefly
Chapter 2 – Ice Cold Eyes
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AN: Ok peeps, here's the thing. I know I had this story up before.. Fanfiction.net is just evil. For some reason, they took it down because it had the word "interactive" in the description. Don't really know why it got taken down for that, but.. whatever. They FINALLY let me upload it again, I just changed the description.
Anyway, thanks for your reviews, peeps! ^_^ I added up the reviews, listening to both sides of the story. Here's your vote put to motion!
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How could Lizzy even consider that? There was no way she could pull that off! After all, even if Lain did make the tryouts and she was accepted to be a cheerleader.. what would she do when they expected her to show off moves she didn't have? Perhaps it was just the early morning making her think crazy ideas.. that had to be it.
When she headed downstairs to breakfast, she was somewhat surprised to see Matt and Lain.. not only talking, but being friendly!
"That was so cool! Those moves are awesome!" Matt hollered, his eyes still lit up even after the demonstration in back. "You've got to show me those!"
Lain smiled. "Heh, well kid I myself am still in training, plus I'm really not that good of a teacher. No patience and all.." her smile turned into a smirk. "I honestly don't know how Haru puts up with me!"
Matt's face fell. "Then.. you won't show me anything?"
"No, but I'll be more than happy to correct you," Lain restored the boy's hopes. "You find a sensei willing to teach, and I'll check your moves, tell you what you're doing wrong, and show you how to do it right. Just don't ask me to teach you the basics or anything! Oi, when I say I have no patience.." she shook her head, the smile still on her face.
"I saw you, you were really good," Lizzy went to say, trying not to say anything on her attire. Talk about a fashion no-no! Long, black baggy jeans, a red tank top and that hideous large red bandana. Black boots and.. where those biker gloves? "You could make cheerleading if you tried out!"
"Ha, now dancing is my thing," Lain turned her attention from Lizzy to Matt. "I've been told I've got talent where that goes, though I suppose it helps to also know martial arts." Turning back to Lizzy, she gave her a quizzical look. "But cheerleading? You're joking, right?"
"I'm totally serious!" Lizzy stated. "You could really make it if you tried out!"
Lain shook her head. "Sorry if you misunderstood me." Her eyes met Lizzy's, blank sincerity hidden in her features, a little trick she picked up from her sensei. "I'd rather cover myself in honey and shove my face down an ant hole then even consider trying out for cheerleading. Don't get me wrong, I've got nothing against them. It's just so far off from my thing it's, well.. literally laughable. That and skirts scare me."
"Scare you?" Lizzy gave her cousin a quizzical look. How could clothing scare someone? A joke maybe? Perhaps, by the look in her face..
"Come on guys, lets get going or you'll be late!" Jo commented as she walked into the kitchen, grabbing her keys.
"Strait up, lets fly!" Lain called, walking past the confused faces of everyone else as her voice rang through the house, "I call shotgun!"
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So, calling shotgun meant that she called the front seat in the car, Lizzy noted before they pulled up to school. She would have to remember that. Some of her words were.. weird. Really weird.
Lain could have followed Lizzy into school, hang out with her and, well.. completely embarrass her with her non English-speaking tendencies and totally off clothes, but instead she headed off on her own. Whether she knew where to go or not Lizzy was not sure. All she knew was that with hardly a word she was walking away from her side to God knows where.
"So, where's your cousin?" Gordo asked Lizzy just before the blonde had a chance to even open her locker, her two friends already at her heels.
"Uh.. I don't know," Lizzy answered truthfully, finishing up with her combination and pulling open her locker.
"Is she a geek then?" Miranda inquired. "I knew it!"
"But you said she was ok over the phone yesterday," Gordo went to protest. He paused for a moment, arching an eyebrow as he answered his own question. "She was listening, wasn't she?"
"No!" Lizzy tried to correct. "Well, yes- I mean no! Well, she was in the same room, but I don't think she was listening."
"So she's a geek then?" Miranda continued to press it. "Or one of those really freaky people?"
"Um.." Well, she wasn't exactly freaky. More like.. "She looks just like me," Lizzy tried to stray from the categorical topic.
"Hey look, it's the looser. Where are your pathetic little friends?" Kate Sanders.. she must be harassing some poor kid. The trio turned to take a look at the poor victim.. and their eyes widened. Miranda and Gordo saw Lizzy…
"Kate, stop it!" Lizzy approached the girl who at the time was surrounded by her cheerleader posse. "She's my cousin, not me!" She paused. "Wait, I'm not a looser!"
Kate's eyes widened when she saw Lizzy, moving at first back and forth between the both of them. "Ugh.. yes you ARE McGuire!" Finding her voice finally, she took the normal uptight stance she seemed to take on as easily as breathing air. She looked to Lain, a devious smirk on her face. "Well, I see your clone is even worse at style then you are. I never even thought that was possible!"
Lain arched an eyebrow, a look in her eyes that vented warning. "The way you talk.." She shook her head, managing a small chuckle. "It's almost as though you think I actually care what your opinion is on my attire. Sad.." Holding up a hand and stopping Kate before she could say another word, she continued, her eyes narrowed in fierce forewarning. "As much as I would love to stand here and listen to you attack me with every pathetic little insult you can come up with, I think I'll just make myself useful elsewhere in hopes you'll get a clue and don't follow me." She put emphasis on the word don't and, giving one last glare at Kate, began to head down the hall.
"Whoa.." Lizzy and Miranda shared Gordo's words, as they watched the girl walk away. Her English was hard to grasp.. but her insults were like fire to Kate's ice. "Well.." Kate tried to grab her voice back, too late. Turning to Lizzy and her friends, she merely gave them a disgusted look. "What are you looking at? Later, losers." A slight flick of her head, and she and her friends turned to walk away. For once, Kate had lost in a battle of wits.
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It wasn't until lunch time that Lizzy saw Lain again. Apparently the girl was quite good at disappearing acts. Not only could they not find her down the hall, but she was in none of her morning classes either. However, as the time to feed came around, she stuck out well, hailing near the back of the line, her eyes seemingly busy with nothing in particular.
"Hey Lain!" Lizzy had grabbed Gordo and Miranda from the line, causing a few groans since they were being pulled back further, but didn't mind as much as the cause was to introduce them to the girl who had stood up to Kate.
Lain arched an eyebrow at her name, her eyes trailing over to her cousin and what seemed to be two friends of hers. Perhaps the same two people she was talking to last night. By the looks on their faces, it wasn't surprising to find that they too didn't expect at all the whole identical thing. She herself was a bit annoyed by it..
"Mirdanda, Gordo, this is my cousin Lain. Lain, these are my two best friends." Lizzy introduced with a smile.
Lain, whose arms were currently crossed over her chest, raised slightly her right, as if in some sort of greeting. "Yo," she replied simply.
Miranda looked confused. "Yo?" Who said 'yo' anymore?
"That was really cool how you talked down Kate Sanders," Gordo stated, having found his voice before his black-haired friend there.
"Oh, was that her name?" Lain seemed bored with the subject, and indeed the morning incident did not interest her. To her, Kate was just another annoying idiot whose pathetic life revolved around making others lives miserable. None of her concern.
"Yeah, Kate is the most popular girl in school!" Miranda tried to explain. "No one has been able to insult her like that!"
"It's not an insult if it's the truth," Lain replied simply, trying to hold herself back from a yawn.
Lizzy's eyes widened some. She was so good at this.. she wished that she had the nerve to give Kate a piece of her mind.. and the skill. She couldn't help but feel a little.. jealous, maybe?
Having now reached the line to collect their.. lunch.. Lain grabbed a tray, and watched with disgust as they poured on what seemed like.. maybe mystery meat? If it even was meat. "Oh, yummy," she muttered with sarcasm., looking over to take note of the others' reactions. Apparently, they were trying to decide where most of this stuff originally came from themselves.. or what they came from.
"Oh great.." Miranda sighed as she looked around. All of the lunch tables were filled. They would have to eat on the grass.. again. If only Lizzy hadn't dragged them to the back..
"Four seats over there," Lain motioned over to the table, and the trio's eyes went wide.
"Are you nuts, that's the cheerleading table!" Miranda protested. "We can't sit there!"
"Why not," Gordo pitched in. "It's better than eating on the grass. Besides, lunch tables shouldn't be set into categories! Everyone should be able to sit where they want to! I say, we go for.." his voice trailed off as Lain walked past him, already heading to the table.
"Hey, this stuff looks nasty enough, I'm not going to add dirt and bugs to the mix," she replied simply. Shrugging, Lizzy and her friends followed. Of course, they didn't expect for the girl to just plop down on a seat and begin picking up her silverware. One look at the cheerleaders, a simple, "How you doin," and she began to dig right in.
"Ugh! WHAT do you think you're doing!" Kate hollered, watching in disgust as Lain picked at what was supposed to be turkey.
Lain just looked at her, and shrugged simply. "I'm eating." As if it were the simplest thing in the world.
"You don't belong in this seat," Kate went to challenge the girl, hoping to get back for her comments earlier that day. She would be put in her place.
"Why not?" Gordo went to say. "We have every much of a right to sit here as you do!"
"If you don't like the company," Lain motioned to the grass, "then you can eat elsewhere. Just depends what's worse, eating with us or in the dirt."
"I'm not leaving," Kate stated. "You are!" She stood up, her eyes flaring at the girl.
"Kate, leave her alone!" Lizzy cried.. though it didn't really seem like Lain needed help in this matter.
"Be quiet, McGuire," Kate hissed, glaring back at Lain. "I was speaking to your clone!"
"A clone is someone who was created through the DNA of another by use of science. I'm her cousin. Big difference. If the matter still confuses you, I know of some books you can look up that will help you understand it better."
"You-"
Interrupting Kate, Lain turned to the others. "Are you gonna sit down, or what?"
Lizzy glanced at Kate. It was time she too took a stand. "Yeah, I think I will." And she sat down.
Miranda and Gordo followed after, causing an expressionless look on Kate's face. Surprise.. that was twice in one day. Was she loosing her edge? What else could she do, or say? "You.." but what could she say? What could she do? And so, for the first time ever the cheerleaders ate with others.
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Even though Lain didn't have morning classes with Lizzy, she did share in her afternoon ones. Lucky enough, so did Miranda and Gordo. In fact, the three shared the normal same schedule, except for two classes. When Miranda and Lizzy had gyme, Gordo had social studies, and vice versa. Oh well, they didn't really have much of a chance to talk anyway. For some reason, it seemed as if all the teachers banned together against the students, literally attacking them with assignments the first day, both in school and homework-wise. By the time school finally did let out, Lain met up with Lizzy for only a moment, informing her that she was going to be gone and out for a few hours, and then she was gone.
Luckily, the trio got their homework done early, having helped one another by use of the three-way phone. By the time dinner rolled around, they had persuaded their parents to let them hang out at the mall for a while.
So, for the rest of the evening they spent their time at the mall, buying with what money they brought along, though for the most part they found entertainment in trying on clothes, talking, and just having a good time. Night time came around quick, and before any of them realized it they were already beginning to shut down the mall. Luckily, it had closed early today at 7, some big ceremony or what-not, else they would have gotten in trouble had they stayed until the normal closing hours.
"I can't wait to get home and start organizing my clothes!" Miranda cried while Lizzy tried to pick a dial on the phone, oblivious to the fact that she was having a hard time picking up on a dial phone. "And those earrings I got at Claires are sooo cute, they would go perfect with my new pants, don't you think Gordo?"
Gordo only shrugged in response. "Yeah, I guess."
"Guys," Lizzy looked to the three, a somewhat frightened expression in her eyes. "The phone.. won't work."
Miranda and Gordo suddenly turned to Lizzy, their expressions a mix of fear and surprise. "You're joking, right?" Gordo inquired.
"No, listen." Lizzy handed the phone to Gordo, and both he and Miranda surrounded themselves around it, listening in for something.. anything. However, they found nothing. "Did you put in the money?" Gordo asked.
"Yes," Lizzy said. "Two times. It won't give me back my change either."
The three looked at each other. It was very late out, the street lights having already lit up in full glow. Even the stars above were almost complete in number. It sure got dark early.. perhaps that had something to do with the storm that seemed to be rolling in as well.
"What do we do?" Miranda asked, looking helplessly at each of them, though none of them had a good answer.
"Maybe.. maybe we can walk home," Lizzy attempted. "It's not THAT far.."
"WHAT?" Miranda cried. "It's going to rain soon! Just look at the sky!"
"Well we can't wait here," Lizzy reasoned.
"We may not have to walk all the way home," Gordo said. "Maybe we can just go to Lanny's house, it's closer."
"Lanny?" Lizzy raised an eyebrow. "Matt's friend?"
"At least he would have a phone," Gordo reasoned. "We can call for a ride there."
"What choice do we have?" Miranda asked.
Lizzy sighed. That was right.. what choice DID they have?..
They walked for about ten minutes in silence, the night creeping everyone of them out. It wasn't so much the dark as the place they had to walk through in the dark. Not exactly the safest of neighborhoods, or at least that's what Lizzy's mother always said when they drove by. Huddled close together, they looked like three cowering rabbits. Easy prey for anyone wanting to make a couple of quick bucks..
The sound of a knife clicked open, and before any of them realized what was going on, Lizzy was pulled into an alley by large, strong arms. Her shrieks rang out, and were quickly silenced as a rough hand slapped her mouth shut, so hard that it already started to bruise up.. though that wasn't exactly the thing on her mind.
"Gordo and Miranda's eyes were wide with shock as they saw the shadow trailing Lizzy further and deeper into the dark alley, his voice loud, causing his chest to rumble against Lizzy's back. "Your money or your life."
"W..we…we don't.."
"We don't have any money," Gordo's whole body began to tremble, he was stuck in fear. What could he do? The knife shone bright in the moon, held directly at Lizzy's throat. If he tried anything.. "We don't have any money!" he almost shouted when he realized the man didn't answer. "Please, let her go.. please."
"You don't, huh?" The brute looked over the things that were once in their hands, now scattered to the floor. They had probably been on their way home from the mall.. more than likely, they were telling the truth. A large sneer held into his shadowed features, and he chuckled almost viciously. "All right then, maybe I'll just have some fun with this little honey."
Lizzy's eyes widened, her body if shaking now was trembling like someone having a seizure. Petrified with fear. She couldn't move, couldn't breathe, couldn't speak..
"Try that again." Another voice made its way through the shadows, causing the giant who held Lizzy by the throat to turn in utter surprise, his grip tightening on both her and the knife as he held it closer to her skin, so much that the blade broke through to draw blood. "Get away, or she dies!" he hollered, his voice filled with sincerity, anger, and perhaps.. fear?
The moon silhouetted off the stranger who had just made his appearance, causing the massive man to relax a little. He was only a kid. He looked no older than the others, long black hair pulled back behind him in a low ponytail, save for the bangs that almost covered his eyes, as well as some hair hanging on the sides between his eyes and ears. Clad in pretty normal attire, a black tank top, black jeans, boots, and a silver belt, he seemed like your average kid. However, the voice did not belong to an average kid for sure. It stung like fire, almost like that of a man's, smooth and calm, yet at the same time burning with warning. And his eyes.. a pale blue. They almost seemed to shimmer like diamonds, even in the dark. But to the man.. he was nothing but a brat.
"Let her go," the boy answered, "or you die." Before any of them could react, the child had moved swiftly through the night. Hidden in the bleak darkness, they could only hear the muzzled cry of the taller man, and a crash. Gordo, driven by fear, but more for the safety of Lizzy then himself, ran into find her. She had to be here.. she had to be somewhere! "Lizzy!"
"I.. I.. I.." Lizzy's voice was strained, and she cried out when she felt soft skin touch hers.. but it was only Gordo's. Her body trembling, she allowed him to help her to her feet.
"Lets go, now!" Gordo hollered, beginning to drag her from the alley.
However, Lizzy hesitated. That man.. no, that boy, had saved her. What if he wasn't all right? What if that man.. but then, what would happen to her if she didn't go now?
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AN: Ok people, so here's your next choice in the matter! What happens?
1. Lizzy sticks around
2. Lizzy high-tails it OUT of there!
Also, if you have any other idea's on your mind, feel free to share! Hope none of you blast me for my idea in this chapter, as I kinda moved away a bit from the normal um.. almost semi-non-realistic world of Lizzy ^_^
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By: Firefly
Chapter 2 – Ice Cold Eyes
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AN: Ok peeps, here's the thing. I know I had this story up before.. Fanfiction.net is just evil. For some reason, they took it down because it had the word "interactive" in the description. Don't really know why it got taken down for that, but.. whatever. They FINALLY let me upload it again, I just changed the description.
Anyway, thanks for your reviews, peeps! ^_^ I added up the reviews, listening to both sides of the story. Here's your vote put to motion!
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How could Lizzy even consider that? There was no way she could pull that off! After all, even if Lain did make the tryouts and she was accepted to be a cheerleader.. what would she do when they expected her to show off moves she didn't have? Perhaps it was just the early morning making her think crazy ideas.. that had to be it.
When she headed downstairs to breakfast, she was somewhat surprised to see Matt and Lain.. not only talking, but being friendly!
"That was so cool! Those moves are awesome!" Matt hollered, his eyes still lit up even after the demonstration in back. "You've got to show me those!"
Lain smiled. "Heh, well kid I myself am still in training, plus I'm really not that good of a teacher. No patience and all.." her smile turned into a smirk. "I honestly don't know how Haru puts up with me!"
Matt's face fell. "Then.. you won't show me anything?"
"No, but I'll be more than happy to correct you," Lain restored the boy's hopes. "You find a sensei willing to teach, and I'll check your moves, tell you what you're doing wrong, and show you how to do it right. Just don't ask me to teach you the basics or anything! Oi, when I say I have no patience.." she shook her head, the smile still on her face.
"I saw you, you were really good," Lizzy went to say, trying not to say anything on her attire. Talk about a fashion no-no! Long, black baggy jeans, a red tank top and that hideous large red bandana. Black boots and.. where those biker gloves? "You could make cheerleading if you tried out!"
"Ha, now dancing is my thing," Lain turned her attention from Lizzy to Matt. "I've been told I've got talent where that goes, though I suppose it helps to also know martial arts." Turning back to Lizzy, she gave her a quizzical look. "But cheerleading? You're joking, right?"
"I'm totally serious!" Lizzy stated. "You could really make it if you tried out!"
Lain shook her head. "Sorry if you misunderstood me." Her eyes met Lizzy's, blank sincerity hidden in her features, a little trick she picked up from her sensei. "I'd rather cover myself in honey and shove my face down an ant hole then even consider trying out for cheerleading. Don't get me wrong, I've got nothing against them. It's just so far off from my thing it's, well.. literally laughable. That and skirts scare me."
"Scare you?" Lizzy gave her cousin a quizzical look. How could clothing scare someone? A joke maybe? Perhaps, by the look in her face..
"Come on guys, lets get going or you'll be late!" Jo commented as she walked into the kitchen, grabbing her keys.
"Strait up, lets fly!" Lain called, walking past the confused faces of everyone else as her voice rang through the house, "I call shotgun!"
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So, calling shotgun meant that she called the front seat in the car, Lizzy noted before they pulled up to school. She would have to remember that. Some of her words were.. weird. Really weird.
Lain could have followed Lizzy into school, hang out with her and, well.. completely embarrass her with her non English-speaking tendencies and totally off clothes, but instead she headed off on her own. Whether she knew where to go or not Lizzy was not sure. All she knew was that with hardly a word she was walking away from her side to God knows where.
"So, where's your cousin?" Gordo asked Lizzy just before the blonde had a chance to even open her locker, her two friends already at her heels.
"Uh.. I don't know," Lizzy answered truthfully, finishing up with her combination and pulling open her locker.
"Is she a geek then?" Miranda inquired. "I knew it!"
"But you said she was ok over the phone yesterday," Gordo went to protest. He paused for a moment, arching an eyebrow as he answered his own question. "She was listening, wasn't she?"
"No!" Lizzy tried to correct. "Well, yes- I mean no! Well, she was in the same room, but I don't think she was listening."
"So she's a geek then?" Miranda continued to press it. "Or one of those really freaky people?"
"Um.." Well, she wasn't exactly freaky. More like.. "She looks just like me," Lizzy tried to stray from the categorical topic.
"Hey look, it's the looser. Where are your pathetic little friends?" Kate Sanders.. she must be harassing some poor kid. The trio turned to take a look at the poor victim.. and their eyes widened. Miranda and Gordo saw Lizzy…
"Kate, stop it!" Lizzy approached the girl who at the time was surrounded by her cheerleader posse. "She's my cousin, not me!" She paused. "Wait, I'm not a looser!"
Kate's eyes widened when she saw Lizzy, moving at first back and forth between the both of them. "Ugh.. yes you ARE McGuire!" Finding her voice finally, she took the normal uptight stance she seemed to take on as easily as breathing air. She looked to Lain, a devious smirk on her face. "Well, I see your clone is even worse at style then you are. I never even thought that was possible!"
Lain arched an eyebrow, a look in her eyes that vented warning. "The way you talk.." She shook her head, managing a small chuckle. "It's almost as though you think I actually care what your opinion is on my attire. Sad.." Holding up a hand and stopping Kate before she could say another word, she continued, her eyes narrowed in fierce forewarning. "As much as I would love to stand here and listen to you attack me with every pathetic little insult you can come up with, I think I'll just make myself useful elsewhere in hopes you'll get a clue and don't follow me." She put emphasis on the word don't and, giving one last glare at Kate, began to head down the hall.
"Whoa.." Lizzy and Miranda shared Gordo's words, as they watched the girl walk away. Her English was hard to grasp.. but her insults were like fire to Kate's ice. "Well.." Kate tried to grab her voice back, too late. Turning to Lizzy and her friends, she merely gave them a disgusted look. "What are you looking at? Later, losers." A slight flick of her head, and she and her friends turned to walk away. For once, Kate had lost in a battle of wits.
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It wasn't until lunch time that Lizzy saw Lain again. Apparently the girl was quite good at disappearing acts. Not only could they not find her down the hall, but she was in none of her morning classes either. However, as the time to feed came around, she stuck out well, hailing near the back of the line, her eyes seemingly busy with nothing in particular.
"Hey Lain!" Lizzy had grabbed Gordo and Miranda from the line, causing a few groans since they were being pulled back further, but didn't mind as much as the cause was to introduce them to the girl who had stood up to Kate.
Lain arched an eyebrow at her name, her eyes trailing over to her cousin and what seemed to be two friends of hers. Perhaps the same two people she was talking to last night. By the looks on their faces, it wasn't surprising to find that they too didn't expect at all the whole identical thing. She herself was a bit annoyed by it..
"Mirdanda, Gordo, this is my cousin Lain. Lain, these are my two best friends." Lizzy introduced with a smile.
Lain, whose arms were currently crossed over her chest, raised slightly her right, as if in some sort of greeting. "Yo," she replied simply.
Miranda looked confused. "Yo?" Who said 'yo' anymore?
"That was really cool how you talked down Kate Sanders," Gordo stated, having found his voice before his black-haired friend there.
"Oh, was that her name?" Lain seemed bored with the subject, and indeed the morning incident did not interest her. To her, Kate was just another annoying idiot whose pathetic life revolved around making others lives miserable. None of her concern.
"Yeah, Kate is the most popular girl in school!" Miranda tried to explain. "No one has been able to insult her like that!"
"It's not an insult if it's the truth," Lain replied simply, trying to hold herself back from a yawn.
Lizzy's eyes widened some. She was so good at this.. she wished that she had the nerve to give Kate a piece of her mind.. and the skill. She couldn't help but feel a little.. jealous, maybe?
Having now reached the line to collect their.. lunch.. Lain grabbed a tray, and watched with disgust as they poured on what seemed like.. maybe mystery meat? If it even was meat. "Oh, yummy," she muttered with sarcasm., looking over to take note of the others' reactions. Apparently, they were trying to decide where most of this stuff originally came from themselves.. or what they came from.
"Oh great.." Miranda sighed as she looked around. All of the lunch tables were filled. They would have to eat on the grass.. again. If only Lizzy hadn't dragged them to the back..
"Four seats over there," Lain motioned over to the table, and the trio's eyes went wide.
"Are you nuts, that's the cheerleading table!" Miranda protested. "We can't sit there!"
"Why not," Gordo pitched in. "It's better than eating on the grass. Besides, lunch tables shouldn't be set into categories! Everyone should be able to sit where they want to! I say, we go for.." his voice trailed off as Lain walked past him, already heading to the table.
"Hey, this stuff looks nasty enough, I'm not going to add dirt and bugs to the mix," she replied simply. Shrugging, Lizzy and her friends followed. Of course, they didn't expect for the girl to just plop down on a seat and begin picking up her silverware. One look at the cheerleaders, a simple, "How you doin," and she began to dig right in.
"Ugh! WHAT do you think you're doing!" Kate hollered, watching in disgust as Lain picked at what was supposed to be turkey.
Lain just looked at her, and shrugged simply. "I'm eating." As if it were the simplest thing in the world.
"You don't belong in this seat," Kate went to challenge the girl, hoping to get back for her comments earlier that day. She would be put in her place.
"Why not?" Gordo went to say. "We have every much of a right to sit here as you do!"
"If you don't like the company," Lain motioned to the grass, "then you can eat elsewhere. Just depends what's worse, eating with us or in the dirt."
"I'm not leaving," Kate stated. "You are!" She stood up, her eyes flaring at the girl.
"Kate, leave her alone!" Lizzy cried.. though it didn't really seem like Lain needed help in this matter.
"Be quiet, McGuire," Kate hissed, glaring back at Lain. "I was speaking to your clone!"
"A clone is someone who was created through the DNA of another by use of science. I'm her cousin. Big difference. If the matter still confuses you, I know of some books you can look up that will help you understand it better."
"You-"
Interrupting Kate, Lain turned to the others. "Are you gonna sit down, or what?"
Lizzy glanced at Kate. It was time she too took a stand. "Yeah, I think I will." And she sat down.
Miranda and Gordo followed after, causing an expressionless look on Kate's face. Surprise.. that was twice in one day. Was she loosing her edge? What else could she do, or say? "You.." but what could she say? What could she do? And so, for the first time ever the cheerleaders ate with others.
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Even though Lain didn't have morning classes with Lizzy, she did share in her afternoon ones. Lucky enough, so did Miranda and Gordo. In fact, the three shared the normal same schedule, except for two classes. When Miranda and Lizzy had gyme, Gordo had social studies, and vice versa. Oh well, they didn't really have much of a chance to talk anyway. For some reason, it seemed as if all the teachers banned together against the students, literally attacking them with assignments the first day, both in school and homework-wise. By the time school finally did let out, Lain met up with Lizzy for only a moment, informing her that she was going to be gone and out for a few hours, and then she was gone.
Luckily, the trio got their homework done early, having helped one another by use of the three-way phone. By the time dinner rolled around, they had persuaded their parents to let them hang out at the mall for a while.
So, for the rest of the evening they spent their time at the mall, buying with what money they brought along, though for the most part they found entertainment in trying on clothes, talking, and just having a good time. Night time came around quick, and before any of them realized it they were already beginning to shut down the mall. Luckily, it had closed early today at 7, some big ceremony or what-not, else they would have gotten in trouble had they stayed until the normal closing hours.
"I can't wait to get home and start organizing my clothes!" Miranda cried while Lizzy tried to pick a dial on the phone, oblivious to the fact that she was having a hard time picking up on a dial phone. "And those earrings I got at Claires are sooo cute, they would go perfect with my new pants, don't you think Gordo?"
Gordo only shrugged in response. "Yeah, I guess."
"Guys," Lizzy looked to the three, a somewhat frightened expression in her eyes. "The phone.. won't work."
Miranda and Gordo suddenly turned to Lizzy, their expressions a mix of fear and surprise. "You're joking, right?" Gordo inquired.
"No, listen." Lizzy handed the phone to Gordo, and both he and Miranda surrounded themselves around it, listening in for something.. anything. However, they found nothing. "Did you put in the money?" Gordo asked.
"Yes," Lizzy said. "Two times. It won't give me back my change either."
The three looked at each other. It was very late out, the street lights having already lit up in full glow. Even the stars above were almost complete in number. It sure got dark early.. perhaps that had something to do with the storm that seemed to be rolling in as well.
"What do we do?" Miranda asked, looking helplessly at each of them, though none of them had a good answer.
"Maybe.. maybe we can walk home," Lizzy attempted. "It's not THAT far.."
"WHAT?" Miranda cried. "It's going to rain soon! Just look at the sky!"
"Well we can't wait here," Lizzy reasoned.
"We may not have to walk all the way home," Gordo said. "Maybe we can just go to Lanny's house, it's closer."
"Lanny?" Lizzy raised an eyebrow. "Matt's friend?"
"At least he would have a phone," Gordo reasoned. "We can call for a ride there."
"What choice do we have?" Miranda asked.
Lizzy sighed. That was right.. what choice DID they have?..
They walked for about ten minutes in silence, the night creeping everyone of them out. It wasn't so much the dark as the place they had to walk through in the dark. Not exactly the safest of neighborhoods, or at least that's what Lizzy's mother always said when they drove by. Huddled close together, they looked like three cowering rabbits. Easy prey for anyone wanting to make a couple of quick bucks..
The sound of a knife clicked open, and before any of them realized what was going on, Lizzy was pulled into an alley by large, strong arms. Her shrieks rang out, and were quickly silenced as a rough hand slapped her mouth shut, so hard that it already started to bruise up.. though that wasn't exactly the thing on her mind.
"Gordo and Miranda's eyes were wide with shock as they saw the shadow trailing Lizzy further and deeper into the dark alley, his voice loud, causing his chest to rumble against Lizzy's back. "Your money or your life."
"W..we…we don't.."
"We don't have any money," Gordo's whole body began to tremble, he was stuck in fear. What could he do? The knife shone bright in the moon, held directly at Lizzy's throat. If he tried anything.. "We don't have any money!" he almost shouted when he realized the man didn't answer. "Please, let her go.. please."
"You don't, huh?" The brute looked over the things that were once in their hands, now scattered to the floor. They had probably been on their way home from the mall.. more than likely, they were telling the truth. A large sneer held into his shadowed features, and he chuckled almost viciously. "All right then, maybe I'll just have some fun with this little honey."
Lizzy's eyes widened, her body if shaking now was trembling like someone having a seizure. Petrified with fear. She couldn't move, couldn't breathe, couldn't speak..
"Try that again." Another voice made its way through the shadows, causing the giant who held Lizzy by the throat to turn in utter surprise, his grip tightening on both her and the knife as he held it closer to her skin, so much that the blade broke through to draw blood. "Get away, or she dies!" he hollered, his voice filled with sincerity, anger, and perhaps.. fear?
The moon silhouetted off the stranger who had just made his appearance, causing the massive man to relax a little. He was only a kid. He looked no older than the others, long black hair pulled back behind him in a low ponytail, save for the bangs that almost covered his eyes, as well as some hair hanging on the sides between his eyes and ears. Clad in pretty normal attire, a black tank top, black jeans, boots, and a silver belt, he seemed like your average kid. However, the voice did not belong to an average kid for sure. It stung like fire, almost like that of a man's, smooth and calm, yet at the same time burning with warning. And his eyes.. a pale blue. They almost seemed to shimmer like diamonds, even in the dark. But to the man.. he was nothing but a brat.
"Let her go," the boy answered, "or you die." Before any of them could react, the child had moved swiftly through the night. Hidden in the bleak darkness, they could only hear the muzzled cry of the taller man, and a crash. Gordo, driven by fear, but more for the safety of Lizzy then himself, ran into find her. She had to be here.. she had to be somewhere! "Lizzy!"
"I.. I.. I.." Lizzy's voice was strained, and she cried out when she felt soft skin touch hers.. but it was only Gordo's. Her body trembling, she allowed him to help her to her feet.
"Lets go, now!" Gordo hollered, beginning to drag her from the alley.
However, Lizzy hesitated. That man.. no, that boy, had saved her. What if he wasn't all right? What if that man.. but then, what would happen to her if she didn't go now?
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AN: Ok people, so here's your next choice in the matter! What happens?
1. Lizzy sticks around
2. Lizzy high-tails it OUT of there!
Also, if you have any other idea's on your mind, feel free to share! Hope none of you blast me for my idea in this chapter, as I kinda moved away a bit from the normal um.. almost semi-non-realistic world of Lizzy ^_^
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