Lizzie was standing in front of her locker at school, not wanting to look at anyone in the eye. Everyone stared at her when they walked past and she could hear their muffled whispers. They most likely heard what had happened at the party, but they didn't realise that her memory had been fully restored. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Miranda and Gordo, chatting away as they dumped a pile of books into their bag. Lizzie hesitated for moment, and then thought she might as well give it a try. Feeling extremely nervous, she walked up behind them.
"H-hi Miranda, hey Gordo." She said softly. Miranda saw her and glared back at her.
"Did you hear a something Gordo?" Miranda said sarcastically.
"I'm not sure; it must've been a rat, or my imagination!" Gordo scoffed.
"Guys, I know you hate me now, and I'm REALLY sorry about what I did and-,"
"Lizzie, whatever stupid prank that you have up your sleeve to pull on us for your own sick amusement, go try it on someone else cos we're not falling for it! So just get lost!" Miranda scowled.
"But i-it wasn't my fault! Really I-,"
"Of course it's your fault you moron, everything's your fault! You have no idea how much trouble you put us into! And we can't forgive you for this one!"
"Please, just give me another chance. I promise I'll make it up to you!" Lizzie said helplessly.
"You've had your chances Lizzie. It's too late; you're on your own now." Gordo said. Miranda slammed her locker shut, swung her bag over her shoulder like a snob and walked away with Gordo, leaving Lizzie by herself. 'I don't know why I even tried. It's useless.' Lizzie said to herself as the bell rang.
"It's hopeless Mom! They really meant it when they said it; I saw it in their eyes!" Lizzie said.
"Well maybe you're not trying hard enough sweetie. Look, maybe I could speak to their parents about it." Jo said while she was folding the washing.
"No way! That would make things worse!" Lizzie sighed.
"Sorry but there's no other way I can help you. You're going to have to ask somebody to give you advice Lizzie."
"Wait! I know there perfect person to give me the best advice! Thanks Mom, I owe you!" Lizzie said as she ran upstairs. "You're welcome." Jo answered. She had no idea what Lizzie was talking about.
Lizzie ran into her room, picked up her phone and dialed a number. She waited impatiently while it rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Isabella! It's me, Lizzie!"
"Lizzie? You remember me?" Isabella asked surprisingly.
"Well, I kinda got my memory back. So I remember everything about you, even when I sang at the IMVA's!"
"Great! How did you get it back?" Isabella asked curiously.
"Um, that doesn't really matter now. Anyway, I really, REALLY need your help for something." Lizzie answered as she tried to change the subject. She didn't want to tell Isabella that she took drugs as she felt too ashamed of herself.
"Si, okay, what is it?"
"Well, when my memory wasn't back yet, I didn't something to my best friends that was pretty unforgivable and they got into so much trouble by their parents and the principal. Now they hate me for it and won't even talk to me! I want them to understand that I'm really sorry for what I did and I want to be best friends with them again. What should I do?" Lizzie asked urgently. She didn't think that she could survive the rest of her life without Gordo and Miranda. Isabella was silent for a few minutes while Lizzie waited at the other end of the line. Then she was overflowing with ideas and Lizzie jotted them down quickly on her notepad.
"I think that idea was the best Isabella. It's going to be hard, but if I want my old friends back, I gotta do it. Thanks so much!" Lizzie said happily, she felt a lot better.
"No problem. So, how are you doing?" Isabella asked. Lizzie spent ages on the phone with her. Isabella was the only friend she did have, except for Ben and Isabel.
"Lizzie, I have something to tell you." Isabella said seriously.
"What is it?" Lizzie asked. She hoped it wasn't anything bad.
"I'm going to be moving to America with my parents in a couple of weeks."
"WHAT? You're kidding, right?" Lizzie said excitedly.
"No, I am not. I've ended my singing career, I've 'ad enough. I want to be a normal teenager now and I don't want to be famous anymore. I want to live a normal life. So I suggested this place to my parents and they thought it would be good for me, you know?"
"Wow! So you're really moving here! It's gonna be so fun, we can see each other all the time. Do you reckon your gonna go to same school? Cos that would be the best! Are you gonna be living near me?" Lizzie said in one breath. She couldn't believe it.
"That is the things I don't know Lizzie. But I promise to let you know as soon as I get there, okay?"
"Yeah, okay! No problem, It's gonna be so much fun!"
"Don't keep your hopes too high Lizzie! I might be living hours away from you." Isabella said.
"Yeah, I guess your right. Anyway, I have to have dinner now. I'll chat to you soon, alright?" Lizzie felt like she could talk to Isabella for the rest of her life.
The next two weeks of school for Lizzie was a living hell. Most people in her class would ask her how her 'hangover' was. No body stood up for her, but Miranda and Gordo were the worst. They would constantly say mean things about her on purpose so she could hear it and get her into trouble by the teacher for things she didn't do. Lizzie felt like curling up into a ball and dying, she didn't want to go to school ever again. During lunch, she wasn't hungry so she skipped it and went to the bathroom instead. Lizzie just felt like being by herself, without people tormenting her. 'I guess I deserve it. But it wasn't my fault, can't they see that. I'm not that Lizzie anymore!' She said to herself as she walked to the bathroom.
As she turned the corner she ran into a familiar face.
"Ben?" Lizzie asked surprisingly. She hadn't expected this.
"W-what are you doing here?"
"Um, I go here."
"Since when?"
"Since today. I moved here a few days ago. My parents split and my step dad recommended this school. I hate him, he's a sleazebag. It's kind of a coincidence ain't it? That you go here too, which is good. Anyway, my 'dad' made us change our last names to 'McAllister', cos that's his last name. I hate it, its sounds stupid! Ben McAllister, I so prefer Lawson. Don't you?" He asked sounding annoyed.
"Any of them sound fine, seriously. It's kinda funny, that Isabel left and you came here. I'm so glad you did, I've lost all my friends cos of what happened." Lizzie answered.
"What? Oh, you mean what happened at the party? Don't worry about it; it happens to everyone once in a while." Ben said calmly.
"Um, I don't think you know the full story about what happened to me. Isabel didn't tell you?"
"Tell me what?" Ben asked curiously. "Walk with me!" Lizzie said. All of a sudden she had felt much better. She was glad that she had a friend and someone to talk to and that she wasn't alone anymore. After she had told Ben the full story, he really did understand and comforted her about it. She guessed that that was what boyfriends were for. Lizzie face had turned bright red. Every time she told that story she felt so ashamed of herself. Ben noticed the pink shade in her cheeks and just laughed.
"Lizzie, don't worry. I'm cool about it, seriously. What happened back then wasn't your fault. Look, what's done is done, you can't change the past. You've changed now, and that's what matters right?" Ben asked as he put his arm around her.
"I guess. If only I could tell Miranda and Gordo that, but they just won't listen! I've tried everything, well except what Isabella told me to do. But I just can't bring myself up to it!" Lizzie said. Ben asked who Miranda, Gordo and Isabella were. Lizzie told him everything about Isabella and he was fascinated.
"If you really want to get your best friends back, you've gotta do whatever it takes to get them back, even if it means getting yourself into trouble. That will show them how much you care." Ben said. Lizzie hugged him. She felt really confident now and a lot better.
When Lizzie arrived home, she got a phone call from Isabella.
"Lizzie, I'm in Los Angeles right now!" Isabella said excitedly.
"Oh my goodness! That's only like, fifteen minutes away from my house! So your gonna come to the same school?"
"Well it seems like it. There's this other school that's only a five minute walk from my place, but it looks like a dump! So I pointed out the school you went to to my parents, and they said it should be okay. And I'll probably have to start tomorrow which I hate because it doesn't even give me the time to unpack! I've only unpacked one box of clothes and that's it!" Isabella said.
"Well, with the amount of homework we get, you'll probably won't even get started on the second box. But hey, I can always come over and help you!" Lizzie offered.
"Si, that would be nice. But I really have to go; I've got to get ready for tomorrow." Isabella replied urgently.
Lizzie waited anxiously at the school gates for Isabella. She couldn't wait to see her since she hadn't seen her since her trip to Rome and didn't get to say a proper goodbye to her. Lizzie saw Ben in the distance and he ran up to her and gave her a kiss.
"Hey, what's up? You look desperate!" Ben said as he flung his arm around her. Lizzie frowned.
"I'm waiting for Isabella, you know, the one I told you that's coming here from Rome." Lizzie answered. She squinted her eyes as she saw a brunette jogging towards the school which looked a lot like her. A smile spread over Lizzie's face as she ran towards her and gave her a tight squeeze.
"Gosh, it's SO good to see you Isabella!" Lizzie said happily when she finally let go of her.
"Same here Lizzie! You look great! I haven't seen you in a very long time!"
The bell rang and Isabella, Lizzie and Ben made their way towards the building.
"Uh, Isabella, this is my boyfriend Ben. Ben this is my good friend Isabella." Lizzie said.
"Hey there. Lizzie told me heaps about you. You sound cool; it's good to meet ya!" Ben said as he shook Isabella's hand.
"Erm, Ben, I'll meet you in class. I'll take Isabella to see Miss Ungermyer about her timetable." Lizzie said. Ben nodded and set off into another direction.
"Is that woman the same one who brought you to Rome?" Isabella asked.
"Yeah, she's the principal!"
"Have you confessed about what you did to your friends to her yet Lizzie?"
"Um, no. I wanted to wait till you came cos I felt scared. But, I guess I could do it now." Lizzie said as she stared down at her feet. They arrived at the principal's office and Lizzie knocked on her door softly. The door swung open at full speed and Miss Ungermyer jumped at the sight of seeing two Lizzie's.
"Um, Miss Ungermyer, we need to see you about Isabella's timetable." Lizzie said.
"Hey wait a minute. You're that dive girl from Rome ain't ya?" Miss Ungermyer asked. Isabella nodded while Miss Ungermyer led them into her small office. She quickly gave Isabella her timetable and seemed like she was in a rush of getting them out. As Isabella and Lizzie were about to go, Isabella turned around and added, "Miss Ungermyer, Lizzie wants to tell you something very important and it cannot wait!"
Miss Ungermyer gave her a weird look and nodded slowly. "Be quick McGuire. I've gotta meeting coming up!" Lizzie glanced over at Isabella who gave her thumbs up and shut the office door behind her.
A/N: Hey everyone! This chapter is pretty boring! I don't know what's gonna happen next and don't have any ideas. So if anyone has an idea on what could happen next, please let me know! Also, do you guys know how many seasons there are in Lizzie McGuire? Thanks for the reviews!