DISCLAIMER: yadda yadda yadda LIZZIE yadda yadda yadda MCGUIRE yadda yadda yadda yadda NOT yadda yadda yadda yadda MINE. (Now erase all the "yadda" 's to get my point.)
I'll just skip through the rest of the day. Too boring. So, that brings us now to the McGuire household, where Lizzie, Gordo and Miranda are just "chilling"
"Hey, Lizzie," said Miranda, voice muffled. "pass the popcorn."
Gordo got the popcorn bag from Lizzie and stuffed some in his mouth. "You still have some. In your mouth. Riiiight.... there." he said, pointing at Miranda's chipmunk cheeks.
Miranda chewed quickly, then swallowed. "Now I don't! Now gimme!!"
Gordo rolled his eyes, but passed it on anyway. "Lizzie, want some?"
"Nah, I'm good."
Then all of a sudden, Matt pops in. "Lizzie, Mom's calling you!" Then he continues in a singsong voice, "Someone's in trouble! Someone's in trouble!!"
Lizzie stood up. "MATT, that someone's going to be you if you don't QUIT IT!"
"Fine, fine!" said Matt, backing up, with his hands in the air. "Mom's in the kitchen."
Lizzie turned to Gordo and Miranda. "Be right back!"
They both just gave her thumbs-up because their mouths were too full with popcorn. Chipmunks! Go figure.
Lizzie went to the kitchen to an awaiting Jo with something poking out behind her back, but Lizzie couldn't quite make out what it is.
"Lizzie, I have something to show you. Thi-"
*CRASH!*
"Oh no. SAM!!" Mrs. McGuire took off, with whatever she was holding, leaving behind a very confused Lizzie.
That was weird. Then she just shook herself, then went back to Gordo and Miranda.
"Guys, you'll never believe what happened to me!"
"You were abducted by aliens, and now you have a little chip in your brain that allowes them to track you wherever you go!" said Gordo.
"No!" said Miranda. "Lizzie was... um... hmm... Y'know what? I have nothing to add to that."
Lizzie was all ecstatic. "My mom wanted to show me something!!!"
"Uh, yay?" said Gordo.
"Good for you!" said Miranda.
"GUYS!!! Don't you get it?" said Lizzie, stomping her foot for effect. "IT WAS IN MY DREAM!!!!! I AM PSYCHIC!"
Miranda got up, then one-arm-hugged Lizzie. "Lizzie, breath. In... out. Good... Again. In.... out."
"Lizzie turned to face Miranda. "I'm not kidding!!! I swear!! I dreamed it a while ago! At school!"
"You're not even supposed to be asleep at school!"
"She fell asleep during lunch." said Gordo, with a smirk on his face. "Then she was screaming at Matt."
Miranda backed away, mocking an escaped convict with her hands in the air. "My Miranda rights, if you don't mind!"
Then the three of them just laughed. They agreed to just shrug off what Lizzie said. It's just a coincidence. No one really believes in that psychobabble, right? But what if...
"So, Miranda, how did your date with Ethan go?" asked Gordo.
"Oh, it was great! Did you know that he invented a hairstyle called 'The Ethan'?" said Miranda in a sort of 'yeah-it's-true-but-it's-SO-boring' tone.
"No way!" said Lizzie, mock tone of shock. "Are you going as couple of the night and sporting wht same 'do's??
Miranda punched Lizzie in the arm, and Lizzie got back by throwing popcorn at her. She did, but the bowl fell on Gordo. And they just kept throwing popcorn around until they ran out. When they were done, you could practically smell the 'corn in their hair.
Lizzie's at the door seeing Miranda out. "Bye, Miranda!! See you at school tomorrow!" Now Lizzie and Gordo were together. By themselves. (The McGuire parents left) The two of them headed to the couch by the TV.
Hoohhh yeah. Tension so thick you could cut it with a knife.
"So..."
"So..." (Where have we heard this before?)
"Why don't we watch TV?" asked Lizzie.
"Yeah. I'm cool with that. I'll just... grab the remote." Mission half accomplished. He reached for it, yes. But around Lizzie nowadays, he gets all clumsy, so he dropped the remote. On the other side of the couch. Beside Lizzie. He reached for it the same time Lizzie did. Their hands touched, then they both pulled them back, blushing.
"I- I got that." said Lizzie, getting the remote (rather clumsily, might I add) and handing it to Gordo.
Both their hearts were beating a mile a minute. Gordo chose a channel, then got up.
"Where're you going?" asked Lizzie, a little too anxiously.
"Well... I was thinking hot chocolate. Want some?"
"Uh, yeah, sure! I'll go with you."
So off they went to the kitchen. They were too lazy to make the home made brewed hot chocolate, so they just used cocoa powder, some milk heated in the microwave, and... voila! Insta-choco! They headed back, and sat down.
Her hot chocolate all done, Lizzie started to feel drowsy. But she fought it. I mean, how impolite is it to fall asleep when you have a guest over? Especially when that guest is Gordo.
Gordo was also starting to fall asleep. But he fought it. I mean, how impolite is it to fall asleep when you're a guest at someone's house? Especially if that someone is Lizzie. (If you're not getting the little repetition thing, too bad for you!)
Lizzie plonked her cup on the table beside the couch. Fighting... fighting. She was getting sleepy... SLEEEEEEPY! Oh, what the heck? She just nodded off. On Gordo's shoulder. (very much like the movie's)
Gordo was happy, oh yes. If he weren't soooooooooooooo tired (what did he do to get pooped out?) he'd jump for joy. But his eyes were beggining to close. He couldn't help it.
No!! Open. OPEN!
Then he just finally reached for the blanket that was always there on the couch, and draped it over him and Lizzie. He finally gave in, and closed his eyes. He fell asleep, his head on Lizzie's. This isn't so bad...
Geez. My head hurts. Where am I? Why am I up here and down there?? WITH LIZZIE?? Well... Maybe that isn't so bad. BUT WHY AM I UP HERE?!?!?!?!?! LOOKING DOWN?!?! AT ME?????? And, uh, *ahem* Lizzie, of course. Hehe
Awwww. How nice! Me and Gordo down there... Hey, waitaminute! If I'm down there, why am I up here?!? Hey, I look cute! And that guy beside me isn't so bad, either! Hey... wazzat? It's a car!!
*BEEP! BEEP!*
And at the same time...
"OHHH YEAH."
Sorry for the short chap! I haven't written for weeks!
Oh, and by the way, REVIEWS PLEASE!!!
