A/N:
Hey, I got bored and decided to put up a new chapter sooner than I had planned.
Chapter Four: So Far Away
Lizzie McGuire stood in front of a locker that had to be at least a foot taller than her and only about six inches wide. How was she going to fit all of her books into this?
"Hey, Lizzie. It looks like our lockers are on other sides of the building from each other. This school is so big," Gordo said in awe.
"It's not that bad," Lizzie replied.
"Well, I guess it helps to spend a summer here before your freshman year."
"Yeah, you're probably right, but don't forget that you did spend a little bit of last year as a high school student."
"True, but I still forgot how intimidating this building can be."
"Well, I'm sure the sophomores, juniors, and seniors don't help much. So, what's your schedule like?" Lizzie asked.
"See for yourself." Gordo handed Lizzie his schedule.
"Well, it looks like we have first period English and seventh period Spanish together."
"Cool. Can I walk you to English, then?" Gordo asked, offering Lizzie his elbow.
"Why, of course," Lizzie said, linking her elbow in his.
"Hello, Lizzie," a voice said from behind her.
"Kate," Lizzie said, unlinking her arm from Gordo's and turning around.
"I thought I made it clear enough the first time. It's either you, or…"
"Gordo, I'll meet you in English in a sec, okay," Lizzie said, cutting Kate off before Gordo found out that Lizzie had to choose between him and popularity.
"Okay, see you there," Gordo said, eying Lizzie a bit strangely.
"Kate, you can't be serious."
"Well, I am, and if I see you hanging out with Gordo or Miranda ever again, you are out. It's that simple."
"Miranda is at a boarding school this year."
"Oh, that would explain why she wasn't in my homeroom."
"Kate, I can't just decide. It's more complicated than you're making it out to be."
"Look, I definitely don't know where you're coming from, but I do know that everybody thinks that you're popular."
"Really?"
"Yep, but I could change that in an instant, so you had better tell me by the end of today."
"Fine, by the end of the day."
Lizzie couldn't believe she had to think about whether or not she wanted to be popular. The answer was simple. No. Lizzie knew that Gordo didn't judge her and that Kate and every other popular person based their lives off of judging people and made stabbing people in the back perfectly acceptable, but the popular life wasn't all bad. It seemed like there was a party every night, and all the guys she met were really cute. There was always someone who wanted to hang out with her, and she was looked up to by nearly everybody. Lizzie felt like she was choosing between Gordo and the rest of the ninth grade.
"Hey, Lizzie, you're lookin good as always." It was Ethan.
"Are you sure you should be saying things like that when you have a girlfriend?" Lizzie asked, sullenly.
"I have a girlfriend?" Ethan replied, confused.
"Yeah, Kate."
"What are you talking about? Girlfriend?"
Lizzie was starting to feel flustered. "You kissed her in the kitchen at Claire's house during that party."
"Oh, Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie. Kate and me are just friends. Kate was just, um, confused."
"So, you're not dating her?"
"Nope, we are friends. Just friends."
So Ethan was still single. There was no way Lizzie could sacrifice her popularity now. All sorts of people had been coming up to Lizzie in the hallways to talk about how awesome the party was, or just asking her what was up. She didn't want to sacrifice any of that. Especially Ethan. People that she didn't even know were smiling at her or saying, "Hi."
"Hey, Ethan, I have to go, but I'll see you around." Lizzie turned around and headed straight for the guidance office to have them rearrange her schedule. Lizzie couldn't just tell Gordo that she couldn't be his friend anymore. She would just have to try to avoid him. For the rest of her life.
"Hey, Lizzie, I didn't see you in English today, and then when you didn't show up for Spanish, I got worried." Gordo had found her after school in the main hallway.
"Oh, I had some, um, complications with my schedule. It doesn't look like we'll be having any classes together. Sorry." Lizzie looked around to make sure that nobody saw her talking to Gordo.
"What are you doing?" he asked, noticing Lizzie's strange behavior.
"Look, I have to go. Maybe I'll see you later."
"Yeah, maybe."
"Bye," Lizzie said awkwardly and then walked off in search of Kate.
A/N:
Well, what do you think?
Hey, I got bored and decided to put up a new chapter sooner than I had planned.
Chapter Four: So Far Away
Lizzie McGuire stood in front of a locker that had to be at least a foot taller than her and only about six inches wide. How was she going to fit all of her books into this?
"Hey, Lizzie. It looks like our lockers are on other sides of the building from each other. This school is so big," Gordo said in awe.
"It's not that bad," Lizzie replied.
"Well, I guess it helps to spend a summer here before your freshman year."
"Yeah, you're probably right, but don't forget that you did spend a little bit of last year as a high school student."
"True, but I still forgot how intimidating this building can be."
"Well, I'm sure the sophomores, juniors, and seniors don't help much. So, what's your schedule like?" Lizzie asked.
"See for yourself." Gordo handed Lizzie his schedule.
"Well, it looks like we have first period English and seventh period Spanish together."
"Cool. Can I walk you to English, then?" Gordo asked, offering Lizzie his elbow.
"Why, of course," Lizzie said, linking her elbow in his.
"Hello, Lizzie," a voice said from behind her.
"Kate," Lizzie said, unlinking her arm from Gordo's and turning around.
"I thought I made it clear enough the first time. It's either you, or…"
"Gordo, I'll meet you in English in a sec, okay," Lizzie said, cutting Kate off before Gordo found out that Lizzie had to choose between him and popularity.
"Okay, see you there," Gordo said, eying Lizzie a bit strangely.
"Kate, you can't be serious."
"Well, I am, and if I see you hanging out with Gordo or Miranda ever again, you are out. It's that simple."
"Miranda is at a boarding school this year."
"Oh, that would explain why she wasn't in my homeroom."
"Kate, I can't just decide. It's more complicated than you're making it out to be."
"Look, I definitely don't know where you're coming from, but I do know that everybody thinks that you're popular."
"Really?"
"Yep, but I could change that in an instant, so you had better tell me by the end of today."
"Fine, by the end of the day."
Lizzie couldn't believe she had to think about whether or not she wanted to be popular. The answer was simple. No. Lizzie knew that Gordo didn't judge her and that Kate and every other popular person based their lives off of judging people and made stabbing people in the back perfectly acceptable, but the popular life wasn't all bad. It seemed like there was a party every night, and all the guys she met were really cute. There was always someone who wanted to hang out with her, and she was looked up to by nearly everybody. Lizzie felt like she was choosing between Gordo and the rest of the ninth grade.
"Hey, Lizzie, you're lookin good as always." It was Ethan.
"Are you sure you should be saying things like that when you have a girlfriend?" Lizzie asked, sullenly.
"I have a girlfriend?" Ethan replied, confused.
"Yeah, Kate."
"What are you talking about? Girlfriend?"
Lizzie was starting to feel flustered. "You kissed her in the kitchen at Claire's house during that party."
"Oh, Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie. Kate and me are just friends. Kate was just, um, confused."
"So, you're not dating her?"
"Nope, we are friends. Just friends."
So Ethan was still single. There was no way Lizzie could sacrifice her popularity now. All sorts of people had been coming up to Lizzie in the hallways to talk about how awesome the party was, or just asking her what was up. She didn't want to sacrifice any of that. Especially Ethan. People that she didn't even know were smiling at her or saying, "Hi."
"Hey, Ethan, I have to go, but I'll see you around." Lizzie turned around and headed straight for the guidance office to have them rearrange her schedule. Lizzie couldn't just tell Gordo that she couldn't be his friend anymore. She would just have to try to avoid him. For the rest of her life.
"Hey, Lizzie, I didn't see you in English today, and then when you didn't show up for Spanish, I got worried." Gordo had found her after school in the main hallway.
"Oh, I had some, um, complications with my schedule. It doesn't look like we'll be having any classes together. Sorry." Lizzie looked around to make sure that nobody saw her talking to Gordo.
"What are you doing?" he asked, noticing Lizzie's strange behavior.
"Look, I have to go. Maybe I'll see you later."
"Yeah, maybe."
"Bye," Lizzie said awkwardly and then walked off in search of Kate.
A/N:
Well, what do you think?