Chapter Four: Changes
A/N: I'm going to sixth grade in three days. :*(
That really sucks. I got a really mean teacher (or so I heard), and plus, I'm not a big fan of school. Well, at least I'm the oldest in my school and can make fun of the puny fourth graders. (No offense.) I kinda miss the interaction or whatever with other people, so it'll maybe be a good thing.
Ugh! School also means that I can't write as often anymore. Boo. :(
But I'll try. ^_~
Hey, everyone, get the Lizzie McGuire Movie DVD! It's so cool!
A long but awkward chapter. Goody! I know you guys are disappointed that there's not much L/G romance yet, but trust me, there is going to be A LOT (and I mean A *LOT*) in the future, so until then... enjoy cute little kid romance. Oh, and Miss Johnson WILL appear later on, so don't totally forget about her!
***
Lizzie's POV
When I was three and a half, my life started to change. I mean, one, I was going to *preschool*. And two, well...
One August afternoon, I was at David's house, and my parents were just about here to pick me up. I was giddy with joy.
"I'm going to preschool!" I sang to David. "I'm going to preschool!"
"Me too!" David smiled at me.
*Ding-dong!* The doorbell rang.
"Ooh! I'll get that!" I cried, running to the doorway.
I reached for the doorknob, and then my parents came in. "We've got great news, Lizzie!"
"Oh, did we get a puppy?" I squealed.
"No... honey... we're having a baby!" My mom smiled.
I raised my eyebrows. "No puppy?" I pouted.
My mother shook her head, but then smiled. "You'll have a little brother or sister soon."
I wrinkled up my nose. A brother or sister? Ewww. "But I already have a brother." I insisted, looking at David. "Him."
"Sweetie..." My mom started, but Mr. and Mrs. Gordon entered the room.
"Congratulations on your new baby!" David's dad exclaimed.
I didn't get it. *I* was their baby. Who else was there?
***
"David, I don't get it." I complained. "I'm the only baby they have, right?"
"Maybe they're getting a new one." He suggested, sitting down on his Elmo footstool. "They gonna trade you in for a new baby."
I gasped. "No!" I cried, tears filling my eyes. "I love mommy and daddy. I don't wanna go away!"
David came up to me and hugged me real tight. "It's okay. Wherever you go, I'll come with you."
I looked at him strangely. "Really?"
"Really."
"Really, really?"
"Really, really."
"Really, really, really?"
"Yup."
"Promise?"
He nodded.
I smiled at him. "See, you're a way betterer brother than the one mommy's gonna get, Gordo."
He frowned. "What's a Gordo?"
"It's your new name." I put my hands on my hips. "It soundeds betterer than 'David'. David is boring. Gordo sounds good."
"Gordo." He smiled. "That *does* sound good."
"So, Gordie, I thinks we should run away so mommy and daddy don't give me away." I said.
"Okay."
So we ran out the front door, and when we got down to the mailbox we realized that we missed our parents, so we came back and said that running away is no fun. (A/N: Everyone has a time in their life when they try to run away, but change their mind and come back. I think it's real cute, so I used it here. I know it sounds weird, but I used it.)
***
"Hello, kids." Our preschool teacher said with a bright smile on her face. "I'm Miss Johnson."
"Miss Johnson?" I asked. "Who's Johnson, and who misses him?"
Miss Johnson ignored me. "I will be your teacher this year. Right now, let's all sit in a circle and tell each other our names.
The class formed a circle on the dark green carpet, and the teacher pointed to me. "How about you? What's your name?"
"Hi. I'm Da... Gordo." I said, smiling at Lizzie.
"I'm Lizzie." She looked at the girl next to her.
"Hello. I'm Katlyn Saunders." The girl said stiffly. "And I like to shop."
We went around the circle, and then it was playtime. Lizzie pulled me to a corner. "Gordie, I really like preschool, but that Katlyn person is mean." I stuck out my lower lip.
"Why, what did she do?"
I looked at the floor. "She said Lizzie was a stupid name." I started crying. "Is Lizzie a stupid name?"
Gordo hugged me. "No. It's a really pretty name." He whispered in my ear.
"Really?"
"Really."
"Really, really?"
"Really, really."
"Really, really, really?"
"Yup."
"You like the name Lizzie?"
He nodded. "It's better than Katlyn."
I kissed him on the forehead. "You're really nice, Gordie."
Meanwhile, our teacher, Miss Johnson was smiling to herself. "Lizzie and Gordo look so cute together." She said under her breath. "They'll make a great couple someday."
A/N: I know, it was sort of awkward. But you gotta love me for it. Please review! Oh, and this story will have approximately 20-25 chapters, maybe less. I'm not sure, but it's gonna be longer than most of my stories, since I'm doing a chapter for every year.
A/N: I'm going to sixth grade in three days. :*(
That really sucks. I got a really mean teacher (or so I heard), and plus, I'm not a big fan of school. Well, at least I'm the oldest in my school and can make fun of the puny fourth graders. (No offense.) I kinda miss the interaction or whatever with other people, so it'll maybe be a good thing.
Ugh! School also means that I can't write as often anymore. Boo. :(
But I'll try. ^_~
Hey, everyone, get the Lizzie McGuire Movie DVD! It's so cool!
A long but awkward chapter. Goody! I know you guys are disappointed that there's not much L/G romance yet, but trust me, there is going to be A LOT (and I mean A *LOT*) in the future, so until then... enjoy cute little kid romance. Oh, and Miss Johnson WILL appear later on, so don't totally forget about her!
***
Lizzie's POV
When I was three and a half, my life started to change. I mean, one, I was going to *preschool*. And two, well...
One August afternoon, I was at David's house, and my parents were just about here to pick me up. I was giddy with joy.
"I'm going to preschool!" I sang to David. "I'm going to preschool!"
"Me too!" David smiled at me.
*Ding-dong!* The doorbell rang.
"Ooh! I'll get that!" I cried, running to the doorway.
I reached for the doorknob, and then my parents came in. "We've got great news, Lizzie!"
"Oh, did we get a puppy?" I squealed.
"No... honey... we're having a baby!" My mom smiled.
I raised my eyebrows. "No puppy?" I pouted.
My mother shook her head, but then smiled. "You'll have a little brother or sister soon."
I wrinkled up my nose. A brother or sister? Ewww. "But I already have a brother." I insisted, looking at David. "Him."
"Sweetie..." My mom started, but Mr. and Mrs. Gordon entered the room.
"Congratulations on your new baby!" David's dad exclaimed.
I didn't get it. *I* was their baby. Who else was there?
***
"David, I don't get it." I complained. "I'm the only baby they have, right?"
"Maybe they're getting a new one." He suggested, sitting down on his Elmo footstool. "They gonna trade you in for a new baby."
I gasped. "No!" I cried, tears filling my eyes. "I love mommy and daddy. I don't wanna go away!"
David came up to me and hugged me real tight. "It's okay. Wherever you go, I'll come with you."
I looked at him strangely. "Really?"
"Really."
"Really, really?"
"Really, really."
"Really, really, really?"
"Yup."
"Promise?"
He nodded.
I smiled at him. "See, you're a way betterer brother than the one mommy's gonna get, Gordo."
He frowned. "What's a Gordo?"
"It's your new name." I put my hands on my hips. "It soundeds betterer than 'David'. David is boring. Gordo sounds good."
"Gordo." He smiled. "That *does* sound good."
"So, Gordie, I thinks we should run away so mommy and daddy don't give me away." I said.
"Okay."
So we ran out the front door, and when we got down to the mailbox we realized that we missed our parents, so we came back and said that running away is no fun. (A/N: Everyone has a time in their life when they try to run away, but change their mind and come back. I think it's real cute, so I used it here. I know it sounds weird, but I used it.)
***
"Hello, kids." Our preschool teacher said with a bright smile on her face. "I'm Miss Johnson."
"Miss Johnson?" I asked. "Who's Johnson, and who misses him?"
Miss Johnson ignored me. "I will be your teacher this year. Right now, let's all sit in a circle and tell each other our names.
The class formed a circle on the dark green carpet, and the teacher pointed to me. "How about you? What's your name?"
"Hi. I'm Da... Gordo." I said, smiling at Lizzie.
"I'm Lizzie." She looked at the girl next to her.
"Hello. I'm Katlyn Saunders." The girl said stiffly. "And I like to shop."
We went around the circle, and then it was playtime. Lizzie pulled me to a corner. "Gordie, I really like preschool, but that Katlyn person is mean." I stuck out my lower lip.
"Why, what did she do?"
I looked at the floor. "She said Lizzie was a stupid name." I started crying. "Is Lizzie a stupid name?"
Gordo hugged me. "No. It's a really pretty name." He whispered in my ear.
"Really?"
"Really."
"Really, really?"
"Really, really."
"Really, really, really?"
"Yup."
"You like the name Lizzie?"
He nodded. "It's better than Katlyn."
I kissed him on the forehead. "You're really nice, Gordie."
Meanwhile, our teacher, Miss Johnson was smiling to herself. "Lizzie and Gordo look so cute together." She said under her breath. "They'll make a great couple someday."
A/N: I know, it was sort of awkward. But you gotta love me for it. Please review! Oh, and this story will have approximately 20-25 chapters, maybe less. I'm not sure, but it's gonna be longer than most of my stories, since I'm doing a chapter for every year.