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 3

*Still Lizzie's point of view*

I got home that evening and managed to book a ticket for California after much hassling. Flights were all booked since the holidays are approaching and luckily somebody cancelled last minute. Unfortunately though, my flight was at 10.35am the next day and frankly, the shock of a reunion blew the prospect of packing way out of my mind. But, it'll be easy. Just pack a few clothes and the new casual but sexy outfit I got and I'm done. I've still got a few clothes back home so no need to bring a lot. Which reminds me, I haven't called home yet. Great, this whole get together thing is really getting to me.

I rushed to the phone, dialing as fast as I could, hoping that somebody was home.

"Ring" two

"Ring" three

"Ring" four. Come on, somebody please pick up.

"Ring" five

"Hello, McGuire residence", somebody finally answered.

"Dad! How are you?" I shouted over the receiver.

"Hey honey, good to hear from you. I'm good, I'm good. How are things?" my dad asked.

"Oh, you know, same old stuff. Work, Work, 10th year reunion, Work--" I trailed off, hoping he got the hint.

"Honey, your not trying to work yourself to death are you?" just like a man to miss a woman's point.

"Um, no dad."

"Good. Anyway about that reunion, when is it again?" he asked.

"Dad! How'd you know about it? I though it was like, only known to those who were going?" I said, shocked at his response.

"Honey, we might be your parents but we're not completely clueless". Silence. "Alright, Miranda's parents came over a few days ago and they mentioned it. I was really getting worried that you weren't going because we haven't heard from you", he finally said.

"Dad, I am going. It's just a long story but I didn't know about it until yesterday and I completely forgot about calling. So---"

"Your room's ready. Once your mother heard about the reunion she got everything ready for your and Matt's arrival", he intervened.

"Wait, did you say Matt was coming too? What does he have to do with my reunion?" I asked, shocked for the second time that day.

"Well, I'm not really liable to say at this time honey, but if it makes you feel better he isn't coming for your reunion" he said rather quickly.

I couldn't help but sigh. Something was going on and I know it. My dad wasn't really a good liar.

"Alright dad, if you say so", I played along. "So, anything else I should know about?"

"Right, well, a few more people are gonna be staying with us for a while so, your gonna have to share your room."

I don't really want to sound like a baby but I don't wanna share my room! I haven't shared my room with anyone my entire life, well except for that one time when Matt had to move in for a few days and look how it turned out. Horrible! I didn't get a wink of sleep. Well, I could stay at a hotel or something, but that would be a hassle for me too.

Guess there's no choice but to surrender. I'm sure it won't be that bad, right?

***A/N: Hey guys thanks for the reviews. Having a bit of a writer's block right now but I'm sure it's just for today. I've been re-thinking what some of the characters have been up to so that it'll fit in with the story but I'm sure it'll turn out alright. Please keep those reviews comin.