A/N: Hey! Okay, I am back! I am trying to be on a more consistent schedule.
Please review!
This chapter might upset a few people, but do not worry this story should make you happy in the end. Think happy thoughts.
Disclaimer: Own nothing.
What Just Happened?
What was going on? Her stomach was feeling horrible and Lizzie had a feeling she should know what was going to happen. If she should know, why didn't she? Suddenly, Gordo spoke up.
"Lizzie, are you feeling okay?"
"Hmm? Oh, yeah. I feel fine. I guess I hate a lot on my mind right now, which reminds me . . . I missed our first Prom Committee meeting today during lunch. Yikes! I hope it wasn't important!"
Lizzie wasn't lying, she did miss it, and it was probably very important, being that it was the first meeting.
" Prom Committee? You didn't tell me you were on that," Gordo said.
"Yeah, I signed up a long time ago and I cannot believe I forgot."
"When is prom?"
"Not until May, but they need to plan it out. They already have the site- they book that way in advance."
"Cool."
"Yeah. Well, thank you so much for the ride. I will see you at school tomorrow and we will get to work more on this project. Fun! Bye!" Lizzie hopped out of the car and grabbed her bags and went inside, where a huge crowd was. They were all Matt's friends and their family. Lizzie went straight upstairs to try and avoid the crowds. Almost as soon as she was comfortable in her room, a knock on the door was heard.
"Come in!" Lizzie said, and the door opened. As Lizzie expected, it was her mom.
"Hey, honey! How was school?" Jo asked.
"It was good. How was your day?" Lizzie responded.
"Busy! This party is a blast. Why don't you join us?" Jo asked.
"Mom, I really don't feel well. Do I have to?" Lizzie pleaded.
"Come on. I think it will be fun. There are some people down there that I want you to meet. They have big connections with UCLA. I told them all about you and they said they want to meet you." Jo said. Ever since Lizzie started her junior year, her mom swamped her with all these colleges. Lizzie knew she wanted to stay in state and was seriously looking at UCLA as her future.
"Oh, fine," Lizzie said, knowing that Jo would force her to go anyway.
"That's my girl."
Lizzie and Jo went downstairs and Jo led Lizzie to a couple standing in the corner, talking to Sam, Lizzie's father.
Jo introduced everybody. "Mr. and Mrs. Foreman, this is our daughter, Elizabeth. The one I was telling you about. Elizabeth, their son is a friend of Matt's and Mr. Foreman is a director of Literature and Science at UCLA."
Lizzie smiled at the couple. "Nice to meet you," she said as she shook their hand.
"The pleasure is mine. So, what is your favorite subject?" Mr. Foreman said. Lizzie could tell that he was used to people annoying him about UCLA, but he didn't seem to mind.
"English," Lizzie responded.
"That is nice. You know, I have a son who is in freshman year in college and is majoring in English. Perhaps you should meet him, and get his point of view about the English department. He should be hanging around here somewhere. Ah there he is. Let me introduce you," Mr. Foreman said. Mr. Foreman led Lizzie into another room, and introduced her to a cute young man who was sitting, looking like he was really bored.
"Justin," Mr. Foreman said, and the man stood up immediately, thinking it was time to go home, but then he looked at his father, and noticed the girl next to him.
"Justin, this is Elizabeth McGuire. She and I were conversing, and she mentioned that she was interested in English. She is a junior in high school. Elizabeth, this is my son, Justin," Justin smiled as he held out his hand and shook hers. Suddenly, Lizzie's sharp pain started to fade. "I will leave you two alone." Mr. Foreman returned to his wife.
"Sorry about my dad. He can be a bit too forward sometimes and is worried I will get bored while I am on my break. So, what do you want to know?" Justin asked as he sat back down, this time, more alert.
Lizzie sat down in a nearby chair. "Well, what can you say?" Lizzie responded as she smiled. Justin was cute in Lizzie's mind and had a killer smile. He was average height, dark hair, and very well put together.
"Well, let's see, do you have any questions?" Justin asked. "I was not prepared for this type of meeting. I should have known this would happen."
Lizzie laughed lightly and sighed in relief. "I wasn't ready for this either," Lizzie said honestly.
Justin laughed as well. "Why do parents do this? They force us to go somewhere we don't want to, and then expect us to have fun and talk with random people. No offense, or anything."
"None taken. I agree. I didn't want to join this party- it is my brother and his friends. I guess I am stuck." Lizzie said.
"Yeah, same here. So you are a junior in high school? How old are you"
"Yeah. I am sixteen. What about you?" Lizzie answered.
"Well, my story is complicated. I am a freshman in college, but I graduated a year early, so I am younger than most people in my class. I am eighteen."
"Why did you graduate early?"
"Parents, mostly. I have two older brothers and both of them are acclaimed geniuses that graduated early and went to Harvard and Yale. When my turn came, I felt the pressure. I don't even want to imagine what by little brother will go through. I can definitely sympathize."
"Yeah, college searching is stressful. I could never give up my senior year. What about your friends?"
"My friends? Well, lets see, the ones my father approved of are either at boarding school or college as well. My father is very picky when it comes to choosing whom to be around. Wow, I sound really unsocial right now, don't I?" Justin asked.
"I wouldn't say that. Your father seems interesting, but you can't help that."
Lizzie and Justin continued talking and seemed to hit it off. When the party ended, Justin asked for Lizzie's phone number, and Lizzie gave it to him. Lizzie thought Justin was perfect. He wasn't involved with drugs, he was smart, funny, and seemed perfect. She looked forward to spending more time with Justin.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: This chapter was hard to write because I planned it out, but it was really hard to put into words. Justin won't be around forever. . . or will he?
This weekend is going to be so fun but very busy. I will try to update this, but I cant make any promises. Saturday is going to be so cool!
This chapter might upset a few people, but do not worry this story should make you happy in the end. Think happy thoughts.
Disclaimer: Own nothing.
What Just Happened?
What was going on? Her stomach was feeling horrible and Lizzie had a feeling she should know what was going to happen. If she should know, why didn't she? Suddenly, Gordo spoke up.
"Lizzie, are you feeling okay?"
"Hmm? Oh, yeah. I feel fine. I guess I hate a lot on my mind right now, which reminds me . . . I missed our first Prom Committee meeting today during lunch. Yikes! I hope it wasn't important!"
Lizzie wasn't lying, she did miss it, and it was probably very important, being that it was the first meeting.
" Prom Committee? You didn't tell me you were on that," Gordo said.
"Yeah, I signed up a long time ago and I cannot believe I forgot."
"When is prom?"
"Not until May, but they need to plan it out. They already have the site- they book that way in advance."
"Cool."
"Yeah. Well, thank you so much for the ride. I will see you at school tomorrow and we will get to work more on this project. Fun! Bye!" Lizzie hopped out of the car and grabbed her bags and went inside, where a huge crowd was. They were all Matt's friends and their family. Lizzie went straight upstairs to try and avoid the crowds. Almost as soon as she was comfortable in her room, a knock on the door was heard.
"Come in!" Lizzie said, and the door opened. As Lizzie expected, it was her mom.
"Hey, honey! How was school?" Jo asked.
"It was good. How was your day?" Lizzie responded.
"Busy! This party is a blast. Why don't you join us?" Jo asked.
"Mom, I really don't feel well. Do I have to?" Lizzie pleaded.
"Come on. I think it will be fun. There are some people down there that I want you to meet. They have big connections with UCLA. I told them all about you and they said they want to meet you." Jo said. Ever since Lizzie started her junior year, her mom swamped her with all these colleges. Lizzie knew she wanted to stay in state and was seriously looking at UCLA as her future.
"Oh, fine," Lizzie said, knowing that Jo would force her to go anyway.
"That's my girl."
Lizzie and Jo went downstairs and Jo led Lizzie to a couple standing in the corner, talking to Sam, Lizzie's father.
Jo introduced everybody. "Mr. and Mrs. Foreman, this is our daughter, Elizabeth. The one I was telling you about. Elizabeth, their son is a friend of Matt's and Mr. Foreman is a director of Literature and Science at UCLA."
Lizzie smiled at the couple. "Nice to meet you," she said as she shook their hand.
"The pleasure is mine. So, what is your favorite subject?" Mr. Foreman said. Lizzie could tell that he was used to people annoying him about UCLA, but he didn't seem to mind.
"English," Lizzie responded.
"That is nice. You know, I have a son who is in freshman year in college and is majoring in English. Perhaps you should meet him, and get his point of view about the English department. He should be hanging around here somewhere. Ah there he is. Let me introduce you," Mr. Foreman said. Mr. Foreman led Lizzie into another room, and introduced her to a cute young man who was sitting, looking like he was really bored.
"Justin," Mr. Foreman said, and the man stood up immediately, thinking it was time to go home, but then he looked at his father, and noticed the girl next to him.
"Justin, this is Elizabeth McGuire. She and I were conversing, and she mentioned that she was interested in English. She is a junior in high school. Elizabeth, this is my son, Justin," Justin smiled as he held out his hand and shook hers. Suddenly, Lizzie's sharp pain started to fade. "I will leave you two alone." Mr. Foreman returned to his wife.
"Sorry about my dad. He can be a bit too forward sometimes and is worried I will get bored while I am on my break. So, what do you want to know?" Justin asked as he sat back down, this time, more alert.
Lizzie sat down in a nearby chair. "Well, what can you say?" Lizzie responded as she smiled. Justin was cute in Lizzie's mind and had a killer smile. He was average height, dark hair, and very well put together.
"Well, let's see, do you have any questions?" Justin asked. "I was not prepared for this type of meeting. I should have known this would happen."
Lizzie laughed lightly and sighed in relief. "I wasn't ready for this either," Lizzie said honestly.
Justin laughed as well. "Why do parents do this? They force us to go somewhere we don't want to, and then expect us to have fun and talk with random people. No offense, or anything."
"None taken. I agree. I didn't want to join this party- it is my brother and his friends. I guess I am stuck." Lizzie said.
"Yeah, same here. So you are a junior in high school? How old are you"
"Yeah. I am sixteen. What about you?" Lizzie answered.
"Well, my story is complicated. I am a freshman in college, but I graduated a year early, so I am younger than most people in my class. I am eighteen."
"Why did you graduate early?"
"Parents, mostly. I have two older brothers and both of them are acclaimed geniuses that graduated early and went to Harvard and Yale. When my turn came, I felt the pressure. I don't even want to imagine what by little brother will go through. I can definitely sympathize."
"Yeah, college searching is stressful. I could never give up my senior year. What about your friends?"
"My friends? Well, lets see, the ones my father approved of are either at boarding school or college as well. My father is very picky when it comes to choosing whom to be around. Wow, I sound really unsocial right now, don't I?" Justin asked.
"I wouldn't say that. Your father seems interesting, but you can't help that."
Lizzie and Justin continued talking and seemed to hit it off. When the party ended, Justin asked for Lizzie's phone number, and Lizzie gave it to him. Lizzie thought Justin was perfect. He wasn't involved with drugs, he was smart, funny, and seemed perfect. She looked forward to spending more time with Justin.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: This chapter was hard to write because I planned it out, but it was really hard to put into words. Justin won't be around forever. . . or will he?
This weekend is going to be so fun but very busy. I will try to update this, but I cant make any promises. Saturday is going to be so cool!