A/N: Here's the next Ch! Let me know what you think.
Chapter Six: Where We Stand
Josh called Lizzie on Sunday.
"Lizzie, there's a boy on the phone for you!" Matt yelled up the stairs to Lizzie, who was in her room.
"Hello?" Lizzie said, picking up the phone.
"Hey, Liz. What's up?" the voice on the other end of the line said.
"Josh?" Lizzie asked, more shocked than pleasantly surprised. Lizzie heard a snicker. "Matt, get off the phone before I break your damn neck."
"Oh, Lizzie, mom's not gonna like that one."
"Hang up the phone, Matt," Lizzie replied, panicked.
"Fine. Have fun talking to your boyfriend," Matt said before he hung up.
"He's not my... I mean." Lizzie felt mortified. "I am so sorry."
"Hey, it's okay. I have a little brother in middle school too. He's a real pain."
"Really?"
"No, but did it make you feel any better?"
Lizzie laughed. "So, why did you call me?"
"Well, I heard that a certain someone can't drive yet, and I have this nice leather bucket seat on the passenger side of my car that's been feelin awfully lonely lately while I've been drivin to school, and I was wondering if you would do me the honor of filling it in."
"Uh, sure. I guess."
"Great. I'll pick you up at 7:30 tomorrow morning?"
"Great, see you then, bye."
"Wait, Liz. About last night." Lizzie's heart started to pound.
"What about last night?"
"Well, that kiss and everything." Lizzie's eyes became saucers.
"Everything? Nothing else happened, right?"
"Well, the ride home that I gave you."
"Oh," Lizzie said, relieved.
"Yeah. Does that mean that we're, you know?"
"No, I can't say I do."
"Uh, dating?" Lizzie was silent. "Liz, are you still there?"
"Yeah," Lizzie replied, her voice barely a whisper. There was only one other time she had used that word to describe her and another guy. That was when Ronny Jacobs had asked her out in eighth grade. He broke her heart not 48 hours later by telling her that he liked another girl.
"Lizzie?" Lizzie didn't know what to say.
"I guess."
"That didn't really sound convincing."
"Sorry, I'm just a bit surprised. That's all."
"Surprised? We kissed last night."
"I know. And that's all we did," Lizzie said, trying to make sure that she hadn't forgotten anything else.
"Yeah."
"I just haven't been asked out in a while. Sorry. I'd be happy to date you."
"Great, Liz. I'll see you tomorrow then?"
"Yeah, bye Josh."
Lizzie hung up her phone with a sigh. Why wasn't she more excited? Josh Williams wasn't your average ordinary boy. He was a senior. She was a freshman. That sort of thing never happened, but that wasn't all. He was a star football player and he was really hot. She was sure to make Ethan jealous. Girls were all over him, even more than Ethan. Why had he picked her over everybody else? She just hoped that he didn't think she was easy. Lizzie laughed out loud at the outrageous thought. She knew better than to date guys like that.
The doorbell rang the next morning at 7:30 sharp. "I got it," Lizzie yelled, grabbing her book bag on her way to answer the door.
"Wait, Lizzie. Where are you going?" Lizzie's mom called after Lizzie.
"School. See you this afternoon." Lizzie ran out the door before her mother could stop her. "Hey, Josh," Lizzie said, breathlessly, closing the front door behind her.
"Hey, you," he replied, slipping his arm around Lizzie's waist and pecking her on the lips, pleasantly surprising Lizzie.
"We better go before my mom comes out here."
"Okay." Josh opened the door for Lizzie and got in on the driver's side. The top to Josh's convertible was down, and as he tore down the street, the wind whipped through Lizzie's hair as the warm sun radiated on her face. This was bliss.
The couple pulled into the parking lot, and Josh whipped his car into a parking space towards the back of the parking lot, away from the people who had showed up at school early to get a good parking spot. He put the top back up on his BMW.
"So, we're early," Josh said, looking hopefully at Lizzie.
"Yeah. You could've parked a lot closer," Lizzie said, naively.
Yeah, but then we would have made a scene when I did this. Josh leaned over to where Lizzie was sitting and kissed her neck.
"Hey, Josh, don't you think this is going a little too fast?" Lizzie asked as Josh started kissing up her neck towards her lips.
"No," he said, between kisses. It felt good. Lizzie couldn't deny that, but she had just met Josh yesterday, and she barely even knew him. Lizzie put her hand on Josh's shoulder and pushed him away gently.
"Let's just take this a bit slower, okay."
"What? Just last night you had no problem kissing me."
"No offence, but I was smashed."
"Well, sorry," Josh said, sighing. "Can I walk you to the school?"
"Sure." Josh got out of the car and opened Lizzie's door, helping her out of the car. They walked into the school holding hands.
That morning, Josh and Lizzie walked around the entire school holding hands, and whenever Josh stopped to talk to his friends, he would put his arm protectively around Lizzie's waist. Lizzie wondered if that was some sort of signal that guys used to claim which girl was theirs, but she thought it was a sweet gesture, nonetheless.
Lizzie and Josh didn't have any classes together, but she got all sorts of comments during the day about the party and Josh.
"Hey, Lizzie. Great party, huh?"
"Nice dancing, Liz."
"Wow, Liz, I never thought a freshman could be the light of a party."
The most popular question, though, was, "Hey, Liz, you and Josh goin steady or what?"
Her reply was always the same. "Yeah, I guess you could say that."
At the end of the day, Lizzie waited for Josh at the entrence of the school so he could give her a ride home. While she was waiting, Gordo approached her.
"Hey, Lizzie, you didn't call me back this weekend," he said.
"Sorry, I must've forgotten."
"That's okay. So, I heard that you and Josh are an item."
"Yeah, I guess you could say that."
"Look, are you sure he's the best guy for you?"
"What? Of course he is."
"Well, it's just that I don't think he's the most sincere guy."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, um, I don't think you should date him. Josh is so much older than you."
"That's pretty lame, Gordo. And since when were you my father?"
"Does your father even know that you have a boyfriend?"
"Does it matter?"
"Hey, look, I'm just trying to be a good friend and look out for your best interests."
"Gordo, I've been trying to avoid this all year, but I'll just come right out and say it. We're not friends. I can't be popular and your friend at the same time."
"Wow, Lizzie. I never thought that you would be the type to sacrifice true friends for a life of waking up two hours early every morning to wash your hair, using friends for their popularity, and dating guys to make other guys feel jealous."
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. Now, if you would excuse me, my boyfriend will be here at any second, and I don't want to be seen by anybody talking to you."
"Lizzie McGuire, you are making a huge mistake."
"Just go." Gordo turned around and left the building to catch his bus home.
"Hey, sexy," Josh said, coming up behind Lizzie, wrapping his arms around her, and kissing her on the head. "I was thinking that maybe we could go cruisin or to a park or somethin."
"A park sounds good. I've had a pretty stressful day. It would be nice to walk off some of my steam."
"Okay, I know where a nice park is," Josh said, opening the door for Lizzie. Once the two were on the road, Josh asked, "So, who was that guy you were talking to?"
"Oh, nobody. Just another freshman."
"How do you know him? Is he in any of your classes? Is he an old friend, or maybe even an ex?"
"Josh, let it go. Gordo's just an old friend from elementary school." Okay, so it wasn't all true, but Gordo was an old friend.
"Sorry," Josh replied, followed by an awkward silence. A few minutes later, the couple pulled into the park thickly covered in trees. Lizzie thought she could see a small path disappear into the forest.
"I've never been to this park before. It looks nice," Lizzie said.
"Yeah, it has a two mile walking path that winds through the trees."
"Great! Let's start walking." Lizzie and Josh took off winding through the trees on a fairly wide path holding hands.
After about a quarter mile, Josh stopped at a bench. "Hey, you about ready to take a break?"
"I didn't think that mister star of the football team would need a break from walking when he runs about 90 miles every day."
"Hey, you know what I mean, beautiful." Josh pulled Lizzie in closer to him and then leaned down and kissed her on the lips. As he did so, he lowered himself and Lizzie to the bench, kissing her the whole way. Lizzie felt shocks travel all through her body from the way Josh kissed her. She had never been kissed like that before, not that she had much to compare it to.
After a few seconds, Lizzie pulled away and said, "Remember what I told you in the car this morning about taking it slowly? Well, that still applies."
"Sorry, I just got caught up in the moment," Josh replied.
"I shouldn't have led you on. What do you say we start walking again." Lizzie took Josh's hand, and they started winding through the trees again.
"So, are you coming to the first football game of the season? It's against Valley High. They're gonna be a tough team to beat, but I promise you that we have a good football team this year," Josh said, breaking the silence they had experienced for the past five minutes.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world. I was talking to Kate about going with her."
"Cool. And if we win, there's gonna be an awesome party at Brad's place."
"Who's Brad?"
"The quarterback. Come on, Liz, you should know these things."
"Hey, I'm workin on it. I'll tell Kate, and maybe she can come too."
"Oh, about that. Don't tell her. It's more of an upperclassman party. I'm just inviting you cause you're my girlfriend. Isn't Kate all over some freshman, anyway?"
"Yeah."
"Well, if she really wants to be popular, she better start checkin out the older guys cause a freshman won't get her anywhere."
"Well, it's her loss, right? Kate's a total snob anyway. I just hang out with her because she's the one that started me out on the right path."
"Oh, good, I thought that you might have actually been her friend."
"Hey, Lizzie, where were you today? It's six and you're just now getting home. School ended three hours ago," Lizzie mother said as Lizzie walked into the house. "And another thing that I've noticed is that a certain BMW has been whisking my daughter off to school each day, and the owner is a boy."
"Sorry I'm late, but I won't be needing dinner. I got something to eat with, um, this guy." Lizzie could here the warning sirens going off in her mother's head. She had just busted herself.
"And who is this boy? He can obviously drive, so it's not Gordo."
"Well, he's, um, Kate's friend, so he offered to give me a ride home so I wouldn't have to worry about missing the, uh, bus."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, I'll see you later. You know how high school can be with homework and all." Lizzie rushed up the stairs to her room.
"Wait! Lizzie, what's his name? Is he a good driver? How old is he? I'm not done talking to you," Jo called from the bottom of the staircase. "Something isn't right," Jo said to herself. "For some odd reason I don't think that I should believe her."
A/N: Review so when I put up the next chapter, I can add some of your suggestions to it.
Chapter Six: Where We Stand
Josh called Lizzie on Sunday.
"Lizzie, there's a boy on the phone for you!" Matt yelled up the stairs to Lizzie, who was in her room.
"Hello?" Lizzie said, picking up the phone.
"Hey, Liz. What's up?" the voice on the other end of the line said.
"Josh?" Lizzie asked, more shocked than pleasantly surprised. Lizzie heard a snicker. "Matt, get off the phone before I break your damn neck."
"Oh, Lizzie, mom's not gonna like that one."
"Hang up the phone, Matt," Lizzie replied, panicked.
"Fine. Have fun talking to your boyfriend," Matt said before he hung up.
"He's not my... I mean." Lizzie felt mortified. "I am so sorry."
"Hey, it's okay. I have a little brother in middle school too. He's a real pain."
"Really?"
"No, but did it make you feel any better?"
Lizzie laughed. "So, why did you call me?"
"Well, I heard that a certain someone can't drive yet, and I have this nice leather bucket seat on the passenger side of my car that's been feelin awfully lonely lately while I've been drivin to school, and I was wondering if you would do me the honor of filling it in."
"Uh, sure. I guess."
"Great. I'll pick you up at 7:30 tomorrow morning?"
"Great, see you then, bye."
"Wait, Liz. About last night." Lizzie's heart started to pound.
"What about last night?"
"Well, that kiss and everything." Lizzie's eyes became saucers.
"Everything? Nothing else happened, right?"
"Well, the ride home that I gave you."
"Oh," Lizzie said, relieved.
"Yeah. Does that mean that we're, you know?"
"No, I can't say I do."
"Uh, dating?" Lizzie was silent. "Liz, are you still there?"
"Yeah," Lizzie replied, her voice barely a whisper. There was only one other time she had used that word to describe her and another guy. That was when Ronny Jacobs had asked her out in eighth grade. He broke her heart not 48 hours later by telling her that he liked another girl.
"Lizzie?" Lizzie didn't know what to say.
"I guess."
"That didn't really sound convincing."
"Sorry, I'm just a bit surprised. That's all."
"Surprised? We kissed last night."
"I know. And that's all we did," Lizzie said, trying to make sure that she hadn't forgotten anything else.
"Yeah."
"I just haven't been asked out in a while. Sorry. I'd be happy to date you."
"Great, Liz. I'll see you tomorrow then?"
"Yeah, bye Josh."
Lizzie hung up her phone with a sigh. Why wasn't she more excited? Josh Williams wasn't your average ordinary boy. He was a senior. She was a freshman. That sort of thing never happened, but that wasn't all. He was a star football player and he was really hot. She was sure to make Ethan jealous. Girls were all over him, even more than Ethan. Why had he picked her over everybody else? She just hoped that he didn't think she was easy. Lizzie laughed out loud at the outrageous thought. She knew better than to date guys like that.
The doorbell rang the next morning at 7:30 sharp. "I got it," Lizzie yelled, grabbing her book bag on her way to answer the door.
"Wait, Lizzie. Where are you going?" Lizzie's mom called after Lizzie.
"School. See you this afternoon." Lizzie ran out the door before her mother could stop her. "Hey, Josh," Lizzie said, breathlessly, closing the front door behind her.
"Hey, you," he replied, slipping his arm around Lizzie's waist and pecking her on the lips, pleasantly surprising Lizzie.
"We better go before my mom comes out here."
"Okay." Josh opened the door for Lizzie and got in on the driver's side. The top to Josh's convertible was down, and as he tore down the street, the wind whipped through Lizzie's hair as the warm sun radiated on her face. This was bliss.
The couple pulled into the parking lot, and Josh whipped his car into a parking space towards the back of the parking lot, away from the people who had showed up at school early to get a good parking spot. He put the top back up on his BMW.
"So, we're early," Josh said, looking hopefully at Lizzie.
"Yeah. You could've parked a lot closer," Lizzie said, naively.
Yeah, but then we would have made a scene when I did this. Josh leaned over to where Lizzie was sitting and kissed her neck.
"Hey, Josh, don't you think this is going a little too fast?" Lizzie asked as Josh started kissing up her neck towards her lips.
"No," he said, between kisses. It felt good. Lizzie couldn't deny that, but she had just met Josh yesterday, and she barely even knew him. Lizzie put her hand on Josh's shoulder and pushed him away gently.
"Let's just take this a bit slower, okay."
"What? Just last night you had no problem kissing me."
"No offence, but I was smashed."
"Well, sorry," Josh said, sighing. "Can I walk you to the school?"
"Sure." Josh got out of the car and opened Lizzie's door, helping her out of the car. They walked into the school holding hands.
That morning, Josh and Lizzie walked around the entire school holding hands, and whenever Josh stopped to talk to his friends, he would put his arm protectively around Lizzie's waist. Lizzie wondered if that was some sort of signal that guys used to claim which girl was theirs, but she thought it was a sweet gesture, nonetheless.
Lizzie and Josh didn't have any classes together, but she got all sorts of comments during the day about the party and Josh.
"Hey, Lizzie. Great party, huh?"
"Nice dancing, Liz."
"Wow, Liz, I never thought a freshman could be the light of a party."
The most popular question, though, was, "Hey, Liz, you and Josh goin steady or what?"
Her reply was always the same. "Yeah, I guess you could say that."
At the end of the day, Lizzie waited for Josh at the entrence of the school so he could give her a ride home. While she was waiting, Gordo approached her.
"Hey, Lizzie, you didn't call me back this weekend," he said.
"Sorry, I must've forgotten."
"That's okay. So, I heard that you and Josh are an item."
"Yeah, I guess you could say that."
"Look, are you sure he's the best guy for you?"
"What? Of course he is."
"Well, it's just that I don't think he's the most sincere guy."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, um, I don't think you should date him. Josh is so much older than you."
"That's pretty lame, Gordo. And since when were you my father?"
"Does your father even know that you have a boyfriend?"
"Does it matter?"
"Hey, look, I'm just trying to be a good friend and look out for your best interests."
"Gordo, I've been trying to avoid this all year, but I'll just come right out and say it. We're not friends. I can't be popular and your friend at the same time."
"Wow, Lizzie. I never thought that you would be the type to sacrifice true friends for a life of waking up two hours early every morning to wash your hair, using friends for their popularity, and dating guys to make other guys feel jealous."
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. Now, if you would excuse me, my boyfriend will be here at any second, and I don't want to be seen by anybody talking to you."
"Lizzie McGuire, you are making a huge mistake."
"Just go." Gordo turned around and left the building to catch his bus home.
"Hey, sexy," Josh said, coming up behind Lizzie, wrapping his arms around her, and kissing her on the head. "I was thinking that maybe we could go cruisin or to a park or somethin."
"A park sounds good. I've had a pretty stressful day. It would be nice to walk off some of my steam."
"Okay, I know where a nice park is," Josh said, opening the door for Lizzie. Once the two were on the road, Josh asked, "So, who was that guy you were talking to?"
"Oh, nobody. Just another freshman."
"How do you know him? Is he in any of your classes? Is he an old friend, or maybe even an ex?"
"Josh, let it go. Gordo's just an old friend from elementary school." Okay, so it wasn't all true, but Gordo was an old friend.
"Sorry," Josh replied, followed by an awkward silence. A few minutes later, the couple pulled into the park thickly covered in trees. Lizzie thought she could see a small path disappear into the forest.
"I've never been to this park before. It looks nice," Lizzie said.
"Yeah, it has a two mile walking path that winds through the trees."
"Great! Let's start walking." Lizzie and Josh took off winding through the trees on a fairly wide path holding hands.
After about a quarter mile, Josh stopped at a bench. "Hey, you about ready to take a break?"
"I didn't think that mister star of the football team would need a break from walking when he runs about 90 miles every day."
"Hey, you know what I mean, beautiful." Josh pulled Lizzie in closer to him and then leaned down and kissed her on the lips. As he did so, he lowered himself and Lizzie to the bench, kissing her the whole way. Lizzie felt shocks travel all through her body from the way Josh kissed her. She had never been kissed like that before, not that she had much to compare it to.
After a few seconds, Lizzie pulled away and said, "Remember what I told you in the car this morning about taking it slowly? Well, that still applies."
"Sorry, I just got caught up in the moment," Josh replied.
"I shouldn't have led you on. What do you say we start walking again." Lizzie took Josh's hand, and they started winding through the trees again.
"So, are you coming to the first football game of the season? It's against Valley High. They're gonna be a tough team to beat, but I promise you that we have a good football team this year," Josh said, breaking the silence they had experienced for the past five minutes.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world. I was talking to Kate about going with her."
"Cool. And if we win, there's gonna be an awesome party at Brad's place."
"Who's Brad?"
"The quarterback. Come on, Liz, you should know these things."
"Hey, I'm workin on it. I'll tell Kate, and maybe she can come too."
"Oh, about that. Don't tell her. It's more of an upperclassman party. I'm just inviting you cause you're my girlfriend. Isn't Kate all over some freshman, anyway?"
"Yeah."
"Well, if she really wants to be popular, she better start checkin out the older guys cause a freshman won't get her anywhere."
"Well, it's her loss, right? Kate's a total snob anyway. I just hang out with her because she's the one that started me out on the right path."
"Oh, good, I thought that you might have actually been her friend."
"Hey, Lizzie, where were you today? It's six and you're just now getting home. School ended three hours ago," Lizzie mother said as Lizzie walked into the house. "And another thing that I've noticed is that a certain BMW has been whisking my daughter off to school each day, and the owner is a boy."
"Sorry I'm late, but I won't be needing dinner. I got something to eat with, um, this guy." Lizzie could here the warning sirens going off in her mother's head. She had just busted herself.
"And who is this boy? He can obviously drive, so it's not Gordo."
"Well, he's, um, Kate's friend, so he offered to give me a ride home so I wouldn't have to worry about missing the, uh, bus."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, I'll see you later. You know how high school can be with homework and all." Lizzie rushed up the stairs to her room.
"Wait! Lizzie, what's his name? Is he a good driver? How old is he? I'm not done talking to you," Jo called from the bottom of the staircase. "Something isn't right," Jo said to herself. "For some odd reason I don't think that I should believe her."
A/N: Review so when I put up the next chapter, I can add some of your suggestions to it.