(This story is set after Lizzie gets back from Rome)
Lizzie and Miranda sat on the bed and chatted away about Lizzie's time in Rome and all the fascinating things that had happened to her.
"I so wish I was there!" Miranda complained. "It would have been way better than being in Mexico City I reckon. All we did was eat tacos and knit with my grandma!" Miranda scrunched up her face. "So are you gonna miss Rome, I mean like, all the fame and Isabella and stuff?"
"I think I can cope with out the fame, it's annoying with cameras flashing in your face all the time and you get no privacy. But I will definitely miss Isabella. We switched numbers and promised each other to call often so we could keep in touch." Lizzie smiled.
"I wish I got to meet Paolo. He sounded so cool."
"No you don't. I told you what happened with him before. He's a liar and total jerk. He tried to humiliate Isabella on stage, in front of everyone! He was just jealous because he couldn't sing and she could! He seemed so kind and such a gentleman. I'm still angry at what he did!" Lizzie fumed.
"Lizzie, he's over there and your over here, there's nothing much you can do about it. Besides, just think about starting High School tomorrow. We have to wear uniforms, can you believe it? I can't believe our parents made us go to a school where we have to wear uniforms! Gross! And we have to face Kate again for a long time yet. She's going to be worse than before! It's going to be a lot more different from Junior High." Miranda sighed.
It was Monday morning, and Lizzie was woken up by the ringing of her alarm clock. She slowly got out from under her warm blanket, saying to herself that everything was going to be alright and that she would survive her first day of High School. She took a very long time, doing her hair, her makeup, and her uniform, the worst of all. She stood in front of the mirror; trying to convince herself she looked fine, when her mother popped her head through the gap of the door.
"Lizzie! What do you think you are doing young lady? If you don't hurry up, you are going to be late! Look, your bag is empty, and so is your stomach! You haven't even eaten breakfast yet!"
"Mom! Chill, okay? I still have half and hour. I'll eat breakfast, pack my bag and I'll be ready before you know it, okay?"
Lizzie stood at the gates of Hillridge High. The school was a little bit further than the one she had planned to go to before, but her parents were convinced that this one was better, even though they had no reason. Not that Lizzie really cared, as long as she was with her best friends Gordo and Miranda, she was happy. She soon heard a ringing noise in her ears, then to realise it was the sound of the bell going for first period to start. All of sudden, a rush of fear and nervousness flooded into her. Where was Gordo? Where was Miranda? Was she going to be stuck with no friends for the whole day and look like a freak? She began to bite her nails nervously as she saw a stampede of high school students walking towards the fancy building inside the school grounds. Lizzie was still outside the gates and felt like she was going to cry. She forced herself to hold back the tears. 'I'm in high school for goodness sake! People didn't cry in high school.' She said to herself. As she tried to pull herself together, she heard a voice calling her name from a distance and she quickly looked up. It was Miranda and Gordo bolting towards her, looking extremely different in their uniforms. .
"Gordo! Miranda! Oh my goodness, I'm so glad you guys came! Where were you, what took you guys so long? I was so scared!" Lizzie said quickly as the rushed into the school building to find their classroom.
"It was our parents' fault! They wouldn't stop fussing over us! Trying to fix our collars and our hair! It was terrible! I'm so glad I got here right on time; I wouldn't want to mess with Miss Ungermyer if I was late. Gordo told me everything about her! She sounds like a witch!" Miranda said as they walked hurriedly into the classroom they were supposed to be in. "And-"Miranda paused all of a sudden as they saw the teacher who was standing next to her desk. They looked around and saw that every child in the classroom was sitting down at separate tables and were dead silent. Lizzie gulped and began to sweat.
"Ah. Ladies, gentleman. It's nice of you to join us. I want an explanation on why you were late!" The teacher said strictly as she looked down at the three of them over her glasses.
"U-um, w-we just got a little lost." Gordo lied. The teacher looked at them closely for a few seconds and then began to speak.
"I will accept that just this once, as I realise it is your first day! But don't make this habit! Do you understand?" She snapped at the three of them.
"Of course! Certainly, it won't happen again!" Miranda quickly said, in fear of getting in trouble.
"Let's hope not! Now go sit down and unpack your bags without any noise! If you children are most likely unaware of, my name is Miss O'Connell, and today in Maths, we will be learning advanced Algebra and Geometry for the first few weeks. At the end of every subject, we have a topic test which I expect all of you to do well at!" Miss O'Connell looked at the students beadily. "If you fail the tests there will be serious consequences. Most likely going down a grade!"
"Going down a grade?" Gordo whispered to Lizzie and Miranda. "Isn't that a little harsh?"
"What do you have to worry about Gordo? As if you'll fail a test!" Lizzie scoffed.
"No talking Miss McGuire! You should know there is no talking allowed when I'm talking!" Miss O'Connell looked at her sharply. Lizzie nodded quickly and sank down in her chair, turning pink with embarrassment. She could faintly hear giggles from the back of the classroom, most likely coming from Kate and Claire. The lesson felt like it went on for a whole day. Just as Lizzie felt like she was going to drop of to sleep, she was stopped by the sound of the bell. The three quickly rushed out of the classroom and outside to the fresh air and warm sunlight.
"I thought that lesson was never going to end!" Miranda said and she breathed in the fresh air.
"Tell me about it! Now the fact she'll have something against me just because I spoke! We already have 5 pages of homework to do, and half the time I didn't even know what she was talking about! I'm going to survive High School." Lizzie said, as she dumped her heavy bag on the seat next to her.
"Well, maybe the news I'm about to tell you will cheer you up." Gordo said.
"What? What is it?" Miranda asked eagerly. Lizzie's eyebrows raised and a smile spread across her face.
"This morning, when I was feeling glum, I slowly brought myself to the TV, and sat down. I turned the TV on, flicking the channels to find something interesting to watch. Maybe a Documentary or-"
"Gordo! Get to the point!" Lizzie almost yelled.
"Good Charlotte is putting a concert on next month at the Entertainment Centre." Gordo quickly said in one breath.
"WHAT? Are you serious? Oh my goodness!" Lizzie and Miranda screamed with excitement.
"I'm so definitely going! I can't miss it!" Miranda said. Lizzie agreed too.
"If you guys really wanna go, you have to get the tickets by the end of next week and they cost 80 dollars." Gordo said while biting into his apple. Lizzie and Miranda stopped and sighed. 80 dollars was a lot to pay, and they had already gone to Justin Timberlake's concert a couple of months ago.
"Well I'm sure if I do extra chores maybe my parents would let me go...." Miranda said.
"And if I be really good and be nice to Matt then......" Lizzie began to say. Miranda and Lizzie looked across at each other and started screaming and saying how fun this concert was going to be.
"Um, do you guys mind? Where in High School for god's sake!" Gordo pleaded. Miranda and Lizzie stopped and apologized. This day wasn't going to be so bad after all, Lizzie thought. She couldn't help smiling for the rest of the day.
As the three friends walked out of the school gates at the end of the day, Lizzie suggested that they could all come to her house and do their homework there. They agreed and in no time at all, they at the front door of Lizzie's house. As they walked in, they were greeted by her mother.
"Hey kids! How was your first day of High School?" She asked enthusiastically, while taking off her oven mitts.
"Not too good Mom. We have mountains of homework that we have to do and these uniforms are so uncomfortable!" Lizzie complained. Joe looked at Gordo who had his tie untied and hanging around his neck.
"Sorry Lizzie but there's not much I can do about that. But you guys can sit in the loundroom and get your homework done while I'll make some snacks." They walked into the room, opened their bags and spread all their books all over the coffee table.
"Lizzie, when are you going to ask your Mom if you can go to the concert?" Gordo asked.
"I dunno. Probably when you guys leave. I haven't gotten the chance to be nice to my brother or do chores yet." Lizzie replied. She had to go to the concert, she knew it. If she didn't, she thought she would die.
After Miranda and Gordo had left, Lizzie walked into the kitchen where her mum was chopping vegetables. Lizzie stood there in silence, watching her mum until she asked her what was wrong.
"I was just wondering whether you wanted me to help you with dinner, or with the dishes." Lizzie said. "Or maybe I can take out the garbage," she continued.
"What do you want Lizzie?" her mum sighed.
Lizzie and Miranda sat on the bed and chatted away about Lizzie's time in Rome and all the fascinating things that had happened to her.
"I so wish I was there!" Miranda complained. "It would have been way better than being in Mexico City I reckon. All we did was eat tacos and knit with my grandma!" Miranda scrunched up her face. "So are you gonna miss Rome, I mean like, all the fame and Isabella and stuff?"
"I think I can cope with out the fame, it's annoying with cameras flashing in your face all the time and you get no privacy. But I will definitely miss Isabella. We switched numbers and promised each other to call often so we could keep in touch." Lizzie smiled.
"I wish I got to meet Paolo. He sounded so cool."
"No you don't. I told you what happened with him before. He's a liar and total jerk. He tried to humiliate Isabella on stage, in front of everyone! He was just jealous because he couldn't sing and she could! He seemed so kind and such a gentleman. I'm still angry at what he did!" Lizzie fumed.
"Lizzie, he's over there and your over here, there's nothing much you can do about it. Besides, just think about starting High School tomorrow. We have to wear uniforms, can you believe it? I can't believe our parents made us go to a school where we have to wear uniforms! Gross! And we have to face Kate again for a long time yet. She's going to be worse than before! It's going to be a lot more different from Junior High." Miranda sighed.
It was Monday morning, and Lizzie was woken up by the ringing of her alarm clock. She slowly got out from under her warm blanket, saying to herself that everything was going to be alright and that she would survive her first day of High School. She took a very long time, doing her hair, her makeup, and her uniform, the worst of all. She stood in front of the mirror; trying to convince herself she looked fine, when her mother popped her head through the gap of the door.
"Lizzie! What do you think you are doing young lady? If you don't hurry up, you are going to be late! Look, your bag is empty, and so is your stomach! You haven't even eaten breakfast yet!"
"Mom! Chill, okay? I still have half and hour. I'll eat breakfast, pack my bag and I'll be ready before you know it, okay?"
Lizzie stood at the gates of Hillridge High. The school was a little bit further than the one she had planned to go to before, but her parents were convinced that this one was better, even though they had no reason. Not that Lizzie really cared, as long as she was with her best friends Gordo and Miranda, she was happy. She soon heard a ringing noise in her ears, then to realise it was the sound of the bell going for first period to start. All of sudden, a rush of fear and nervousness flooded into her. Where was Gordo? Where was Miranda? Was she going to be stuck with no friends for the whole day and look like a freak? She began to bite her nails nervously as she saw a stampede of high school students walking towards the fancy building inside the school grounds. Lizzie was still outside the gates and felt like she was going to cry. She forced herself to hold back the tears. 'I'm in high school for goodness sake! People didn't cry in high school.' She said to herself. As she tried to pull herself together, she heard a voice calling her name from a distance and she quickly looked up. It was Miranda and Gordo bolting towards her, looking extremely different in their uniforms. .
"Gordo! Miranda! Oh my goodness, I'm so glad you guys came! Where were you, what took you guys so long? I was so scared!" Lizzie said quickly as the rushed into the school building to find their classroom.
"It was our parents' fault! They wouldn't stop fussing over us! Trying to fix our collars and our hair! It was terrible! I'm so glad I got here right on time; I wouldn't want to mess with Miss Ungermyer if I was late. Gordo told me everything about her! She sounds like a witch!" Miranda said as they walked hurriedly into the classroom they were supposed to be in. "And-"Miranda paused all of a sudden as they saw the teacher who was standing next to her desk. They looked around and saw that every child in the classroom was sitting down at separate tables and were dead silent. Lizzie gulped and began to sweat.
"Ah. Ladies, gentleman. It's nice of you to join us. I want an explanation on why you were late!" The teacher said strictly as she looked down at the three of them over her glasses.
"U-um, w-we just got a little lost." Gordo lied. The teacher looked at them closely for a few seconds and then began to speak.
"I will accept that just this once, as I realise it is your first day! But don't make this habit! Do you understand?" She snapped at the three of them.
"Of course! Certainly, it won't happen again!" Miranda quickly said, in fear of getting in trouble.
"Let's hope not! Now go sit down and unpack your bags without any noise! If you children are most likely unaware of, my name is Miss O'Connell, and today in Maths, we will be learning advanced Algebra and Geometry for the first few weeks. At the end of every subject, we have a topic test which I expect all of you to do well at!" Miss O'Connell looked at the students beadily. "If you fail the tests there will be serious consequences. Most likely going down a grade!"
"Going down a grade?" Gordo whispered to Lizzie and Miranda. "Isn't that a little harsh?"
"What do you have to worry about Gordo? As if you'll fail a test!" Lizzie scoffed.
"No talking Miss McGuire! You should know there is no talking allowed when I'm talking!" Miss O'Connell looked at her sharply. Lizzie nodded quickly and sank down in her chair, turning pink with embarrassment. She could faintly hear giggles from the back of the classroom, most likely coming from Kate and Claire. The lesson felt like it went on for a whole day. Just as Lizzie felt like she was going to drop of to sleep, she was stopped by the sound of the bell. The three quickly rushed out of the classroom and outside to the fresh air and warm sunlight.
"I thought that lesson was never going to end!" Miranda said and she breathed in the fresh air.
"Tell me about it! Now the fact she'll have something against me just because I spoke! We already have 5 pages of homework to do, and half the time I didn't even know what she was talking about! I'm going to survive High School." Lizzie said, as she dumped her heavy bag on the seat next to her.
"Well, maybe the news I'm about to tell you will cheer you up." Gordo said.
"What? What is it?" Miranda asked eagerly. Lizzie's eyebrows raised and a smile spread across her face.
"This morning, when I was feeling glum, I slowly brought myself to the TV, and sat down. I turned the TV on, flicking the channels to find something interesting to watch. Maybe a Documentary or-"
"Gordo! Get to the point!" Lizzie almost yelled.
"Good Charlotte is putting a concert on next month at the Entertainment Centre." Gordo quickly said in one breath.
"WHAT? Are you serious? Oh my goodness!" Lizzie and Miranda screamed with excitement.
"I'm so definitely going! I can't miss it!" Miranda said. Lizzie agreed too.
"If you guys really wanna go, you have to get the tickets by the end of next week and they cost 80 dollars." Gordo said while biting into his apple. Lizzie and Miranda stopped and sighed. 80 dollars was a lot to pay, and they had already gone to Justin Timberlake's concert a couple of months ago.
"Well I'm sure if I do extra chores maybe my parents would let me go...." Miranda said.
"And if I be really good and be nice to Matt then......" Lizzie began to say. Miranda and Lizzie looked across at each other and started screaming and saying how fun this concert was going to be.
"Um, do you guys mind? Where in High School for god's sake!" Gordo pleaded. Miranda and Lizzie stopped and apologized. This day wasn't going to be so bad after all, Lizzie thought. She couldn't help smiling for the rest of the day.
As the three friends walked out of the school gates at the end of the day, Lizzie suggested that they could all come to her house and do their homework there. They agreed and in no time at all, they at the front door of Lizzie's house. As they walked in, they were greeted by her mother.
"Hey kids! How was your first day of High School?" She asked enthusiastically, while taking off her oven mitts.
"Not too good Mom. We have mountains of homework that we have to do and these uniforms are so uncomfortable!" Lizzie complained. Joe looked at Gordo who had his tie untied and hanging around his neck.
"Sorry Lizzie but there's not much I can do about that. But you guys can sit in the loundroom and get your homework done while I'll make some snacks." They walked into the room, opened their bags and spread all their books all over the coffee table.
"Lizzie, when are you going to ask your Mom if you can go to the concert?" Gordo asked.
"I dunno. Probably when you guys leave. I haven't gotten the chance to be nice to my brother or do chores yet." Lizzie replied. She had to go to the concert, she knew it. If she didn't, she thought she would die.
After Miranda and Gordo had left, Lizzie walked into the kitchen where her mum was chopping vegetables. Lizzie stood there in silence, watching her mum until she asked her what was wrong.
"I was just wondering whether you wanted me to help you with dinner, or with the dishes." Lizzie said. "Or maybe I can take out the garbage," she continued.
"What do you want Lizzie?" her mum sighed.