A/N Sorry I took some time away from the story, wrote a little lizzie
songfic(everytime) and now I'm back, this is more of a filler chapter than
anything else. Next chapter WILL BE GOOD!
Lizzie sat next to Miranda, laughing all the while as Kate told the story of her first date with Larry. The bridal shower had been a blast so far, lots of lingerie, laughter, and food. Lizzie had been thrilled to see all of her high school friends. They all gave her warm receptions, with the exception of Veruca, who appeared to have gained back all of her weight. She greeted Lizzie with a sour expression; Lizzie guessed she had heard that she and Ethan were "dating."
Miranda's sat tensely next to her best friend. The whole Ethan thing wasn't working, she knew it wasn't. Just yesterday she had listened while Ethan complained that Lizzie seemed to be giving him the cold shoulder. Ever since then her mind had been racing, trying to develop another plan that would force Lizzie to forget about David. She hated sitting next to Lizzie, feeling nothing but malice for her the entire time. When the party drew to a close she delivered Lizzie a cold hug and shot a fake smile in Kate's direction. She had to go home to her David.
Two hours later Kate and Lizzie stood in the living room as giant black garbage bags fluttered silently in the slight breeze provided by Kate's massive air conditioning system. Kate had noticed Miranda's attitude but decided not to mention it to Lizzie. Lizzie needed concentrate on Gordo and only Gordo. Just as the last streamer was dropped into the bag and the two girls had flopped heavily onto the white leather couch the door flew open and the sound of obnoxiously loud humming filled the air around them. Kate's face broke out into a smile as she headed toward the parlor. Lizzie followed.
Larry Tudgeman stood, looking at the various letters he had retrieved from the mailbox, whistling some obsolete tune. Kate wrapped her arms around his neck and the two shared a soft kiss that caused searing pain to shoot through Lizzie's heart. Larry had cleaned up, his hair was shorter and less greasy and he actually had a tan. As for the green shirt, it was nowhere to be seen. When their kiss finally broke Larry opened his mouth in shock.
"Lizzie McGuire!" he sputtered
"Guilty as charged" Lizzie said
"The only girl who would take me on a date in high school!" he said as he jokingly poked Kate in the ribs.
Kate rolled her eyes.
The threesome spent the rest of the afternoon sitting on the sofa, drinking whine, and reminiscing. Kate and Larry were smack dab in the middle of a peace corps story when the phone rang. It was for Lizzie.
"Hey Gordo"
"Hey, look, lets go out tonight, you're 21 now, you need to go to a club, its practically a law. Invite Kate and Larry, I'll invite Matt and Melina."
Lizzie was excited "That sounds awesome Gordo."
"Okay, well, I'll see you guys at the Jungle Room around 9."
"Okay, great, umm...Gordo?"
"yeah" Gordo said softly
"Is Miranda coming?"
"No"
And in a sudden burst of courage Lizzie replied "excellent" and hung up the phone.
Steam filled Lizzie's bathroom as she eased herself into the bathtub. Maybe life wasn't going to be so bad. Thoughts of Gordo's smiling face filled her head. For once she didn't try to push the thoughts out of her head. She had a feeling that tonight was going to be a big night.
Just as Lizzie was rinsing the shampoo from her hair the door swung open and Kate's flushed face appeared in the doorway.
"KATE!" Lizzie screamed
"Don't worry I have my eyes closed, look, Larry made a mistake, Ethan called for you, and Larry thought that you and Ethan were, well, you know, dating so he invited him over. He's here, right now."
Lizzie groaned and lifted her weight out of the comforting warmth of the steamy water. She wrapped a silky pink bathrobe around herself and took the stairs one by one. She knew what was waiting for her at the bottom and she was in no hurry to see it.
Ethan grinned crookedly and placed a kiss on the top of Lizzie's sopping hair.
"Hey babe, can we talk somewhere in private?"
Lizzie nodded and they stepped out onto the deck.
The Hillridge Hawks were losing, yet again. Despite the inevitable, Jo, Sam and Brooke were having lots of fun. Brooke and Jo ran ahead excitedly as Sam stumbled through the crowd, hot dogs and sodas blocking his view. As they spent the day cheering on their losing team and waving their foam fingers jo couldn't ignore the pain she was feeling. If only it could be like this all the time. Sam was her grandfather and Jo was her grandmother, but Brooke knew that something was not quite right. When Jo dismissed herself to use the bathroom Brooke looked up at Sam with innocent eyes.
"Grandpa, why don't you love my gwamma anymow?"
Sam looked down at the little girl, whose porcelain face was framed by brown curls, he could not lie to her.
"I do, sweetie, very much"
Jo had come around the corner just in time to hear Sam's response, although it was something that she wished had never had to hear.
Ethan had delivered his news. Much to Lizzie's surprise she found it to be good news. He and Miranda had been invited to people magazine headquarters in New York for the weekend. Apparently they wanted to hire them, as a writer/photographer team. Their flight left at 7:30 and he would be gone for two whole days. Lizzie was so excited by his news that she volunteered a hug as he made his way to the driveway. Lizzie glanced at her clock, 5:00. She had time to take a nap before they ventured out to the club.
At 8:30 Lizzie's black stilettos clacked down the stairs. She adjusted her black tube dress and the curls that Kate had fixed in Lizzie's hair. Kate and Larry were already waiting in the car. She examined herself in the parlor mirror, added a dab of lip gloss and headed out to the waiting car.
Lizzie sat next to Miranda, laughing all the while as Kate told the story of her first date with Larry. The bridal shower had been a blast so far, lots of lingerie, laughter, and food. Lizzie had been thrilled to see all of her high school friends. They all gave her warm receptions, with the exception of Veruca, who appeared to have gained back all of her weight. She greeted Lizzie with a sour expression; Lizzie guessed she had heard that she and Ethan were "dating."
Miranda's sat tensely next to her best friend. The whole Ethan thing wasn't working, she knew it wasn't. Just yesterday she had listened while Ethan complained that Lizzie seemed to be giving him the cold shoulder. Ever since then her mind had been racing, trying to develop another plan that would force Lizzie to forget about David. She hated sitting next to Lizzie, feeling nothing but malice for her the entire time. When the party drew to a close she delivered Lizzie a cold hug and shot a fake smile in Kate's direction. She had to go home to her David.
Two hours later Kate and Lizzie stood in the living room as giant black garbage bags fluttered silently in the slight breeze provided by Kate's massive air conditioning system. Kate had noticed Miranda's attitude but decided not to mention it to Lizzie. Lizzie needed concentrate on Gordo and only Gordo. Just as the last streamer was dropped into the bag and the two girls had flopped heavily onto the white leather couch the door flew open and the sound of obnoxiously loud humming filled the air around them. Kate's face broke out into a smile as she headed toward the parlor. Lizzie followed.
Larry Tudgeman stood, looking at the various letters he had retrieved from the mailbox, whistling some obsolete tune. Kate wrapped her arms around his neck and the two shared a soft kiss that caused searing pain to shoot through Lizzie's heart. Larry had cleaned up, his hair was shorter and less greasy and he actually had a tan. As for the green shirt, it was nowhere to be seen. When their kiss finally broke Larry opened his mouth in shock.
"Lizzie McGuire!" he sputtered
"Guilty as charged" Lizzie said
"The only girl who would take me on a date in high school!" he said as he jokingly poked Kate in the ribs.
Kate rolled her eyes.
The threesome spent the rest of the afternoon sitting on the sofa, drinking whine, and reminiscing. Kate and Larry were smack dab in the middle of a peace corps story when the phone rang. It was for Lizzie.
"Hey Gordo"
"Hey, look, lets go out tonight, you're 21 now, you need to go to a club, its practically a law. Invite Kate and Larry, I'll invite Matt and Melina."
Lizzie was excited "That sounds awesome Gordo."
"Okay, well, I'll see you guys at the Jungle Room around 9."
"Okay, great, umm...Gordo?"
"yeah" Gordo said softly
"Is Miranda coming?"
"No"
And in a sudden burst of courage Lizzie replied "excellent" and hung up the phone.
Steam filled Lizzie's bathroom as she eased herself into the bathtub. Maybe life wasn't going to be so bad. Thoughts of Gordo's smiling face filled her head. For once she didn't try to push the thoughts out of her head. She had a feeling that tonight was going to be a big night.
Just as Lizzie was rinsing the shampoo from her hair the door swung open and Kate's flushed face appeared in the doorway.
"KATE!" Lizzie screamed
"Don't worry I have my eyes closed, look, Larry made a mistake, Ethan called for you, and Larry thought that you and Ethan were, well, you know, dating so he invited him over. He's here, right now."
Lizzie groaned and lifted her weight out of the comforting warmth of the steamy water. She wrapped a silky pink bathrobe around herself and took the stairs one by one. She knew what was waiting for her at the bottom and she was in no hurry to see it.
Ethan grinned crookedly and placed a kiss on the top of Lizzie's sopping hair.
"Hey babe, can we talk somewhere in private?"
Lizzie nodded and they stepped out onto the deck.
The Hillridge Hawks were losing, yet again. Despite the inevitable, Jo, Sam and Brooke were having lots of fun. Brooke and Jo ran ahead excitedly as Sam stumbled through the crowd, hot dogs and sodas blocking his view. As they spent the day cheering on their losing team and waving their foam fingers jo couldn't ignore the pain she was feeling. If only it could be like this all the time. Sam was her grandfather and Jo was her grandmother, but Brooke knew that something was not quite right. When Jo dismissed herself to use the bathroom Brooke looked up at Sam with innocent eyes.
"Grandpa, why don't you love my gwamma anymow?"
Sam looked down at the little girl, whose porcelain face was framed by brown curls, he could not lie to her.
"I do, sweetie, very much"
Jo had come around the corner just in time to hear Sam's response, although it was something that she wished had never had to hear.
Ethan had delivered his news. Much to Lizzie's surprise she found it to be good news. He and Miranda had been invited to people magazine headquarters in New York for the weekend. Apparently they wanted to hire them, as a writer/photographer team. Their flight left at 7:30 and he would be gone for two whole days. Lizzie was so excited by his news that she volunteered a hug as he made his way to the driveway. Lizzie glanced at her clock, 5:00. She had time to take a nap before they ventured out to the club.
At 8:30 Lizzie's black stilettos clacked down the stairs. She adjusted her black tube dress and the curls that Kate had fixed in Lizzie's hair. Kate and Larry were already waiting in the car. She examined herself in the parlor mirror, added a dab of lip gloss and headed out to the waiting car.