Something's gotta give
- Well, lets face it. Sadly for me, I don't own any of the characters from Lizzie McGuire and hello! I don't even own the title. Oh well.
Chapter 2
*Lizzie's point of view*
It was a rather cold afternoon and I for one am glad that I'm indoors rather than being in the freezing cold outside. I took another sip of my latté and continued to look around. I've been in here many times before but I still cant get over the mall's multitude of shops and what nots. The malls in New York are so much bigger than the ones back home, but things here are more expensive. It was times like these that made me thankful that I listened to some of my mother's shopping advice. I picked up my croissant and was about to take a bite off when I heard a voice that I have missed so much.
"Lizzie!" Miranda called out.
"Miranda! Finally!" I cried out dropping the croissant I had in my hand and ran over to give her a hug.
"Sorry I'm late. Had to rush around a bit. You know", she replied looking a bit flustered.
"Yeah, it's alright, I get it", I said with a smile. "Oh, and there's Scotty! Hey honey." I went over and kissed him on the cheek then looked back towards Miranda. I haven't seen her for quite some time and seeing her again brought back tons of memories. Junior high and high school stood out clearly.
When we finished high school we both went to separate colleges in New York and pursued our own career. Miranda was doing a course in travel when she met Scott's father, and I've already mentioned what happened afterwards. Well, as for me, I wanted to be a vet but when I volunteered in a hospital to complete a paper, it opened my eyes to the world of the E.R. So, here I am, Dr. Lizzie McGuire, with a PhD mind you. And notice, its still McGuire and I'm pretty happy with that right now.
"Miranda, why don't we sit and talk for a few minutes while we wait for the afternoon crowd to lessen?" I asked hoping to have a nice chat with my best friend.
"Yeah sure Lizzie, I need a good talk. So, any sort of gossip you got there?" she asked with a sly smile, jingling the little mobile hanging on Scott's stroller.
"Miranda! I kinda meant talking about what is happening with you right now" I replied with a laugh.
"Well, I should ask the same to you, I mean, come on Lizzie, who wants to shop for a new outfit when she's got plenty of perfectly good clothes in her closet. There's something else isn't there?" she asked. "Is this about ---?"
"I know what your gonna say Miranda, and no its not about him. Will you quit bugging me about it?"
Ok, you guys might be confused about this whole conversation but I'm really not in the mood to talk about it right now, lets just say its about one David Gordon. So what? I lied. I'll give you guys the details later.
"Ok, ok. I will. So, what kinda outfit are you opting for?" she finally gave in. "Something sexy maybe, or casual?" Miranda was always good at the whole fashion thing.
"Well, what do you think is appropriate for a reunion? I want something that says grown up but still Lizzie and most of all, I'm single-", what? Can't I advertise myself?
We both laughed at my inside joke.
"I know just the place" she smiled. "Why don't we get a move on", she added while a placing bottle in Scotty's mouth. "This should keep him busy for a while".
"Alright Miranda, I trust you, you know what your doing right?" I asked with a smile.
"Of course. Out of all the years you've known me, am I one to fail you?" she asked.
"Duck pajamas" I replied simply.
- Well, lets face it. Sadly for me, I don't own any of the characters from Lizzie McGuire and hello! I don't even own the title. Oh well.
Chapter 2
*Lizzie's point of view*
It was a rather cold afternoon and I for one am glad that I'm indoors rather than being in the freezing cold outside. I took another sip of my latté and continued to look around. I've been in here many times before but I still cant get over the mall's multitude of shops and what nots. The malls in New York are so much bigger than the ones back home, but things here are more expensive. It was times like these that made me thankful that I listened to some of my mother's shopping advice. I picked up my croissant and was about to take a bite off when I heard a voice that I have missed so much.
"Lizzie!" Miranda called out.
"Miranda! Finally!" I cried out dropping the croissant I had in my hand and ran over to give her a hug.
"Sorry I'm late. Had to rush around a bit. You know", she replied looking a bit flustered.
"Yeah, it's alright, I get it", I said with a smile. "Oh, and there's Scotty! Hey honey." I went over and kissed him on the cheek then looked back towards Miranda. I haven't seen her for quite some time and seeing her again brought back tons of memories. Junior high and high school stood out clearly.
When we finished high school we both went to separate colleges in New York and pursued our own career. Miranda was doing a course in travel when she met Scott's father, and I've already mentioned what happened afterwards. Well, as for me, I wanted to be a vet but when I volunteered in a hospital to complete a paper, it opened my eyes to the world of the E.R. So, here I am, Dr. Lizzie McGuire, with a PhD mind you. And notice, its still McGuire and I'm pretty happy with that right now.
"Miranda, why don't we sit and talk for a few minutes while we wait for the afternoon crowd to lessen?" I asked hoping to have a nice chat with my best friend.
"Yeah sure Lizzie, I need a good talk. So, any sort of gossip you got there?" she asked with a sly smile, jingling the little mobile hanging on Scott's stroller.
"Miranda! I kinda meant talking about what is happening with you right now" I replied with a laugh.
"Well, I should ask the same to you, I mean, come on Lizzie, who wants to shop for a new outfit when she's got plenty of perfectly good clothes in her closet. There's something else isn't there?" she asked. "Is this about ---?"
"I know what your gonna say Miranda, and no its not about him. Will you quit bugging me about it?"
Ok, you guys might be confused about this whole conversation but I'm really not in the mood to talk about it right now, lets just say its about one David Gordon. So what? I lied. I'll give you guys the details later.
"Ok, ok. I will. So, what kinda outfit are you opting for?" she finally gave in. "Something sexy maybe, or casual?" Miranda was always good at the whole fashion thing.
"Well, what do you think is appropriate for a reunion? I want something that says grown up but still Lizzie and most of all, I'm single-", what? Can't I advertise myself?
We both laughed at my inside joke.
"I know just the place" she smiled. "Why don't we get a move on", she added while a placing bottle in Scotty's mouth. "This should keep him busy for a while".
"Alright Miranda, I trust you, you know what your doing right?" I asked with a smile.
"Of course. Out of all the years you've known me, am I one to fail you?" she asked.
"Duck pajamas" I replied simply.
