General Disclaimer (for all chapters): I do not own any of the brand names
or references thereto within this story, nor do I have any ownership of
'Lizzie McGuire' and/or any of the characters related to the Disney
television show/movie. This story has been written for the purposes of
entertainment and sheer fun only.
A/N: This is my latest Lizzie McGuire FanFic and will probably be the last one for some time, so I'll write it as fast as possible (daily updates are more than likely). I know where I want this story to go, I've planned it out for some time, so essentially all you guys have to do is sit back and enjoy the. . .err. . .show? Anywho, here I present "Serendipity" (has nothing to do with the movie).
--Lizzie--
"Puh-leeeease!" she whined, "you've *so* got to help with this".
"Not a chance Lizzie. I've explained this all before; it's just *another* social event where the popular kids can laugh at the err- less popular kids. No one's gonna ask me and I'll be damned if I'm gonna let it get to me," he explained. She'd heard it all before and knew better than to make a scene.
"Yeah but that's what you don't get, Gordo. This one is important. It's like- going to set a precedent for our how entire high school lives," she persisted, waving her arms for good measure. He seemed to do that frequently, especially when he was convincing her to do something, so she figured it must be beneficial.
"I don't care," he replied with finality, steadfast with his answer. The conversation was over as far as he was concerned, she picked it up in the way he had seemed to want to end the conversation.
"Gordo," she began, looking at him and attempting to catch his gaze, "do you want to be known as the pair who DIDN'T turn up to *the* most important social event prior to high school?"
"No but-"
"Ha!" she interrupted, poking him, "I knew you'd come 'round".
"No you see-" he continued, but once again, she cut him off.
"So it's settled, we're going but. . .we're going to have to find dates-"
"Look what I found," Kate Sanders sidled up, complete with cheerleading bouncers left and right, "loser and. . .err. . .loser-er".
"Get off your high horse, Kate," Lizzie snapped.
"Ooo," Kate taunted. It was her nature. No- job, it was her *job* to ensure that she was in total control; domination was the best way to stay at the top of the social hierarchy that formed a middle schooler's life. "Kate, why do you feel the need to throw your weight around?" Gordo asked casually.
Everyone gasped. That was an erroneous zone. No one dared challenge a cheerleader with any battle concerning weight. Of course, Gordo was referring to 'power' and 'status' but the limited vision of the cheerleaders had read only one meaning in his question.
"How DARE you!" Kate boomed, sneering and stepping closer.
A modest crowd had formed but took a step back, lining the lockers of the main hall of Hillridge Junior High.
"I'm just pointing out that you shouldn't pay-"
Kate further interrupted, "I know EXACTLY what you're pointing out and you better stop RIGHT now or- or I'll- I'll do something so bad to you". The cheerleaders to Kate's left and right nodded, attempting quickly to emulate her expression of utter fury at Gordo's 'insolence'.
Lizzie had watched the whole thing, awe struck as much as Kate was. Gordo was one of those guys who just didn't care about anything that anyone else thought. That was his- his way of thinking. She liked that about him. He had tried for so long to try to get *her* to see his way of thinking but it never seemed to work out.
On a few occasions, Lizzie *had* seen the world through Gordo's eyes, but there were only a handful of instances where that had happened.
Kate snaked off, cheerleaders in tow, walking down the hall to her next class. Apart from being impressed, Lizzie was thankful she had a friend like Gordo, who really didn't have any qualms about challenging the social structure of their little world. Gordo had that unique ability to step outside the controlled atmosphere of junior high and live in his own carefree one.
They began to walk in the opposite direction to Kate, "that was pretty- amazing back there," Lizzie said quietly, holding back a smile.
Gordo half-smiled, in that special way, and looked at her, "it was, wasn't it?"
She giggled and hit him playfully.
"Oh. My. Gosh!" Miranda squealed, running from behind them and jumping up and down wildly, "guess who's going to the Summer dance with- get this- Joey Crowther?"
Joey Crowther was one of those guys who was so *totally* to die for, that hung around with the 'in' guys.
"AND," Miranda continued, "I think he *likes* me too".
"Of course he *likes* you," Gordo imitated, "otherwise you wouldn't be going to the dance with him, would you?"
"Don't raid on my celebrations Gordo," Miranda replied flatly.
Gordo shrugged.
"I'm so- happy for you!" Lizzie lied, trying to sound bubbly and excited. Now she had a problem.
"Yeah this is gonna be like- so great!" Miranda continued gleefully. She was walking on air. The hottest guy in school was taking her to the dance, she had a right to. But what did that all mean for Lizzie?
"I *so* know what I'm going to do to you now!" Kate's voice came from behind the three. They spun around in unison to face her.
"Well- I'm not so sure this concerns Miranda too much but oh you know, we'll see," Kate continued. Lizzie narrowed her eyes slightly. Kate wasn't demonically evil but was kind of strange at times.
"Looks like you and Gordo are the only one's of any significance, who won't be going to the dance," she spoke, raising her voice for others to hear. The cheerleaders that were at Kate's side took up their positions again and grinned.
"The Summer dance is for couples only, not one offs, EVERYONE knows that!" Kate bubbled, looking around to make sure everyone had comprehended the propaganda blasting from her mouth.
"I'm going with Ethan so, ta ta, losers, maybe in high school I'll save you a spot in the cool group- oh wait! No, I won't!" she laughed, turning around again and leaving with her crew.
Sometimes Lizzie just wanted to scream. This was one of those times.
It couldn't possibly be true that she and Gordo were the only one's in school that were-
"Lizzie, don't let her get to you," Gordo interjected, bringing Lizzie back into reality.
Miranda looked at Lizzie and Gordo with an uneasy look, "I'll catch you guys later," she said, waving and bolting off.
Lizzie stood with Gordo by her side, panicking.
A/N: This is my latest Lizzie McGuire FanFic and will probably be the last one for some time, so I'll write it as fast as possible (daily updates are more than likely). I know where I want this story to go, I've planned it out for some time, so essentially all you guys have to do is sit back and enjoy the. . .err. . .show? Anywho, here I present "Serendipity" (has nothing to do with the movie).
--Lizzie--
"Puh-leeeease!" she whined, "you've *so* got to help with this".
"Not a chance Lizzie. I've explained this all before; it's just *another* social event where the popular kids can laugh at the err- less popular kids. No one's gonna ask me and I'll be damned if I'm gonna let it get to me," he explained. She'd heard it all before and knew better than to make a scene.
"Yeah but that's what you don't get, Gordo. This one is important. It's like- going to set a precedent for our how entire high school lives," she persisted, waving her arms for good measure. He seemed to do that frequently, especially when he was convincing her to do something, so she figured it must be beneficial.
"I don't care," he replied with finality, steadfast with his answer. The conversation was over as far as he was concerned, she picked it up in the way he had seemed to want to end the conversation.
"Gordo," she began, looking at him and attempting to catch his gaze, "do you want to be known as the pair who DIDN'T turn up to *the* most important social event prior to high school?"
"No but-"
"Ha!" she interrupted, poking him, "I knew you'd come 'round".
"No you see-" he continued, but once again, she cut him off.
"So it's settled, we're going but. . .we're going to have to find dates-"
"Look what I found," Kate Sanders sidled up, complete with cheerleading bouncers left and right, "loser and. . .err. . .loser-er".
"Get off your high horse, Kate," Lizzie snapped.
"Ooo," Kate taunted. It was her nature. No- job, it was her *job* to ensure that she was in total control; domination was the best way to stay at the top of the social hierarchy that formed a middle schooler's life. "Kate, why do you feel the need to throw your weight around?" Gordo asked casually.
Everyone gasped. That was an erroneous zone. No one dared challenge a cheerleader with any battle concerning weight. Of course, Gordo was referring to 'power' and 'status' but the limited vision of the cheerleaders had read only one meaning in his question.
"How DARE you!" Kate boomed, sneering and stepping closer.
A modest crowd had formed but took a step back, lining the lockers of the main hall of Hillridge Junior High.
"I'm just pointing out that you shouldn't pay-"
Kate further interrupted, "I know EXACTLY what you're pointing out and you better stop RIGHT now or- or I'll- I'll do something so bad to you". The cheerleaders to Kate's left and right nodded, attempting quickly to emulate her expression of utter fury at Gordo's 'insolence'.
Lizzie had watched the whole thing, awe struck as much as Kate was. Gordo was one of those guys who just didn't care about anything that anyone else thought. That was his- his way of thinking. She liked that about him. He had tried for so long to try to get *her* to see his way of thinking but it never seemed to work out.
On a few occasions, Lizzie *had* seen the world through Gordo's eyes, but there were only a handful of instances where that had happened.
Kate snaked off, cheerleaders in tow, walking down the hall to her next class. Apart from being impressed, Lizzie was thankful she had a friend like Gordo, who really didn't have any qualms about challenging the social structure of their little world. Gordo had that unique ability to step outside the controlled atmosphere of junior high and live in his own carefree one.
They began to walk in the opposite direction to Kate, "that was pretty- amazing back there," Lizzie said quietly, holding back a smile.
Gordo half-smiled, in that special way, and looked at her, "it was, wasn't it?"
She giggled and hit him playfully.
"Oh. My. Gosh!" Miranda squealed, running from behind them and jumping up and down wildly, "guess who's going to the Summer dance with- get this- Joey Crowther?"
Joey Crowther was one of those guys who was so *totally* to die for, that hung around with the 'in' guys.
"AND," Miranda continued, "I think he *likes* me too".
"Of course he *likes* you," Gordo imitated, "otherwise you wouldn't be going to the dance with him, would you?"
"Don't raid on my celebrations Gordo," Miranda replied flatly.
Gordo shrugged.
"I'm so- happy for you!" Lizzie lied, trying to sound bubbly and excited. Now she had a problem.
"Yeah this is gonna be like- so great!" Miranda continued gleefully. She was walking on air. The hottest guy in school was taking her to the dance, she had a right to. But what did that all mean for Lizzie?
"I *so* know what I'm going to do to you now!" Kate's voice came from behind the three. They spun around in unison to face her.
"Well- I'm not so sure this concerns Miranda too much but oh you know, we'll see," Kate continued. Lizzie narrowed her eyes slightly. Kate wasn't demonically evil but was kind of strange at times.
"Looks like you and Gordo are the only one's of any significance, who won't be going to the dance," she spoke, raising her voice for others to hear. The cheerleaders that were at Kate's side took up their positions again and grinned.
"The Summer dance is for couples only, not one offs, EVERYONE knows that!" Kate bubbled, looking around to make sure everyone had comprehended the propaganda blasting from her mouth.
"I'm going with Ethan so, ta ta, losers, maybe in high school I'll save you a spot in the cool group- oh wait! No, I won't!" she laughed, turning around again and leaving with her crew.
Sometimes Lizzie just wanted to scream. This was one of those times.
It couldn't possibly be true that she and Gordo were the only one's in school that were-
"Lizzie, don't let her get to you," Gordo interjected, bringing Lizzie back into reality.
Miranda looked at Lizzie and Gordo with an uneasy look, "I'll catch you guys later," she said, waving and bolting off.
Lizzie stood with Gordo by her side, panicking.