A\N: Sorry I haven't updated, I was busy with my other stories, I hope you
like this chapter. I've decided to write this whole story in POV, so the
chapters will be short, but hey it's better than nothing, besides, a story
doesn't have to have long chapters 10,00 page long chapters to be good.
Chapter 2: Locker Madness
(Lizzie's POV)
I look around me; everyone is in a rush, trying to get to their homerooms.
But here I am, fighting with my stupid locker.
It's stuck shut AGAIN. It always does this to me.
I pull harder and harder, trying to get my stupid lock to budge open.
But it won't open.
I wonder. Does my stupid locker LIKE to get on my nerves, or does it just hate me?
Ok, I must be loosing my marbles, I'm wondering if my LOCKER hates me.
As I'm struggling to open my locker, Kate Sanders, the most popular girl in school, and her gang of mindless, makeup applying, hair flipping, designer skirt wearing gang, stop to make their usual rude comments.
"Oh look it's Loser McGuire, she's so pathetic, she can't even get her own locker open!" Kate yelled to her group of friends.
They all erupted into cruel laughter.
I tired to ignore their rude comments.
Why should I let a bunch of snobs like them get to me.
Finally, after getting sick of pestering me, they walk off.
I turn back to my locker, and once again pull at it.
This time it opens, but I go flying to the floor.
My luck, figures.
Just then I hear someone talking.
"Lizzie, are you ok?" A voice asks me.
(Gordo's POV)
"Lizzie, are you ok?" I ask again.
"Yeah." She responds
I help her up off the ground.
"Thanks Gordo." She says sweetly to me.
"No problem." I said, trying to keep my cool around.
I could feel my heart, pounding like a drum in my chest.
"Hey Gordo." Lizzie said.
"What?" I asked.
"Will you walk to homeroom with me?" Lizzie asked.
"Sure." I said.
She puts her arm around me and pulls me close, I can feel my heartbeat increasing.
We start to walk.
But I keep getting this weird feeling that someone is watching us.
Oh well.
(Miranda's POV)
I see my two best friends walking towards homeroom, together, and Lizzie has her arm around Gordo.
I just stare at them. They don't notice me behind them.
Could they be an item?
Nah! What am I thinking, Lizzie and Gordo don't like each other that way.
Do they?
No, I'm just imagining this whole "Lizzie and Gordo are an item" thing.
I shake the thought out of me head and quickly run after my friends.
"Hey guys, wait up." I call after.
They turn around and wave at me, I quickly run to catch up with them.
~*~*~*~End Of Chapter 2~*~*~*~
A\N: Is it good so far, I hope you like the POVs, I don't usually write without them, but I decided to try something new. Anyway review please; comments are greatly appreciated.
-Alexa
Chapter 2: Locker Madness
(Lizzie's POV)
I look around me; everyone is in a rush, trying to get to their homerooms.
But here I am, fighting with my stupid locker.
It's stuck shut AGAIN. It always does this to me.
I pull harder and harder, trying to get my stupid lock to budge open.
But it won't open.
I wonder. Does my stupid locker LIKE to get on my nerves, or does it just hate me?
Ok, I must be loosing my marbles, I'm wondering if my LOCKER hates me.
As I'm struggling to open my locker, Kate Sanders, the most popular girl in school, and her gang of mindless, makeup applying, hair flipping, designer skirt wearing gang, stop to make their usual rude comments.
"Oh look it's Loser McGuire, she's so pathetic, she can't even get her own locker open!" Kate yelled to her group of friends.
They all erupted into cruel laughter.
I tired to ignore their rude comments.
Why should I let a bunch of snobs like them get to me.
Finally, after getting sick of pestering me, they walk off.
I turn back to my locker, and once again pull at it.
This time it opens, but I go flying to the floor.
My luck, figures.
Just then I hear someone talking.
"Lizzie, are you ok?" A voice asks me.
(Gordo's POV)
"Lizzie, are you ok?" I ask again.
"Yeah." She responds
I help her up off the ground.
"Thanks Gordo." She says sweetly to me.
"No problem." I said, trying to keep my cool around.
I could feel my heart, pounding like a drum in my chest.
"Hey Gordo." Lizzie said.
"What?" I asked.
"Will you walk to homeroom with me?" Lizzie asked.
"Sure." I said.
She puts her arm around me and pulls me close, I can feel my heartbeat increasing.
We start to walk.
But I keep getting this weird feeling that someone is watching us.
Oh well.
(Miranda's POV)
I see my two best friends walking towards homeroom, together, and Lizzie has her arm around Gordo.
I just stare at them. They don't notice me behind them.
Could they be an item?
Nah! What am I thinking, Lizzie and Gordo don't like each other that way.
Do they?
No, I'm just imagining this whole "Lizzie and Gordo are an item" thing.
I shake the thought out of me head and quickly run after my friends.
"Hey guys, wait up." I call after.
They turn around and wave at me, I quickly run to catch up with them.
~*~*~*~End Of Chapter 2~*~*~*~
A\N: Is it good so far, I hope you like the POVs, I don't usually write without them, but I decided to try something new. Anyway review please; comments are greatly appreciated.
-Alexa