Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story except the
character Simona.
A/N: This Lizzie fanfic is a sequel to my story "Everything at Once." Hope
y'all enjoy it!
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Chapter 1 LIZZIE'S POV:
"Ah! Home at last!" I yelled and ran upstairs to my bedroom. I looked around. It was just as I had left it. Then I heard the loud noise of Matt running around singing some strange words to some tune I had never heard before. It wasn't really a tune anyways, it was some loud annoying noise. "Matt!" I yelled as I heard a crashing noise. I rolled my eyes.
Isabella came in my room. "I want to get away from the noise," she explained. I knew she was talking about my dweeb brother. I felt sorry for her that now she too had to put up with "the noise," now since we were sisters.
Isabella and I found each other on our trip to Rome and discovered that we were almost identical. Then, our parents told us, that we were sisters.
So many things had happened on that trip to Rome, including: I sang (yes me) at the IMVA's, I kissed Gordo, I got kidnapped by Paolo then saved by Gordo, and I found out I had a twin sister! Too much to handle in one trip to Rome, if you ask me. Oh yeah, one more thing, Gordo told me that he loved me. I discovered that I loved him to and told him. Now, I was wondering where our relationship would go.
Now my mom was the next one to step into my room. "Lizzie?" she asked. "I thought it would be ok to come in since the door was open."
"Sure. Just close the door behind you so that we can't hear the geek," I said.
"Lizzie! That's no way to talk about your brother!" said my mom. Sure. Matt gets away with everything because he's the little baby brother. "What I was going to tell you Lizzie," she started and then closed the door, "was that you and Isabella will have to share a room while we are fixing things up."
Share a room? I've tried this before...except with Matt. It can't be too bad with Isabella, right? "Yeah, that's fine," I said. It annoyed me that I had to share my room, but at least it wasn't going to be with Matt. Plus, I wanted to be polite to Isabella and get the whole "family thing" started off on a good note. I decided that yelling that I wanted my room wasn't going to help anything. "I'll bring up the roll up bed. Wanna help me, Isabella?"
"Si," she responded.
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I looked over at Isabella as she unpacked some things. Well, no, that's wrong. She unpacked a lot of things. Her collection of clothes and accessories and stuff made it seem like I had nothing; and, well, I have a lot of stuff. I thought about all of the money she must have from being famous. I wondered exactly what she planned for doing with her life, now that she was with us...and in a family. I wanted to know more about her.
"Isabella? Were you and Paolo ever like, you know, boyfriend and girlfriend?" I asked.
She looked up at me quickly and then looked back down at her things. "Lizzie. Never talk about Paolo again. He sickens me. Neither of us have to worry about him again," she said sternly and I knew she meant it. Then I thought about it. Was Paolo one of the reasons she left Rome to come live with us? So that she could be as far away from Paolo as she could?
"Are you planning on continuing singing?" I asked.
"Yes, but I want to take a bit of a break. You know, soak in American culture, and your ways," she said.
"Will you be going to my school?" I asked. I never thought about that before. It would be weird having a twin showing up at your school. Almost like when Andy...wait. Don't think about her again. That was a total nightmare.
"I guess so. I'm sure your paren---I mean our parents would want me to go," she said, "It should be different. I have only had a private tutor for schooling."
"Need any help?" I asked. She shook her head.
"I have some questions for you now," she said. "First of all, how do you live with that crazy brother of yours?"
"Matt? He's a royal pain. Sometimes I think that his whole point in life is to make me miserable. He enjoys it too," I said. I wished that my parents had put him up for adoption. With that whole thing with him taping me? His whole "Lizzie Files" that we all discovered...it was creepy thinking about how he got all that footage. Did he have the place wired or something? I didn't even want to think about what his new plan was for destroying my life.
"Is there any way to 'tame' him?" she asked.
"I've tried. Believe me, there's no way to get him under control," I sighed. "But maybe since there are two of us now, he will back off." Who was I kidding? Matt would always be a pain.
I saw Isabella picked up a framed picture of Miranda, Gordo, and me. "Who's that?" she asked pointing to Miranda.
"Oh, that's my best friend Miranda Sanchez," I said.
"That Gordo guy. Your friend? Do you like him?" she asked.
"Of course," I said. "He's my other best friend."
"You know what I mean. Are you two a couple?" she asked.
I didn't feel like having her butt into what was my personal life, but I decided to answer anyway. "No, we aren't. We're really good friends," I said. I didn't want to tell her anything I was unsure of. I knew that I loved Gordo. I was in love with Gordo and falling more in love with him each day, and he said he loved me...but we weren't really a 'couple' yet.
"I hope to meet these friends of yours. Well, I've already met Gordo. I don't have many close friends...there's Simona, but she's back in Rome. She was a good friend," she said and then set the picture of Miranda, Gordo, and I back down. She dug through her suitcase until she found a picture and brought it out. "This is Simona," she said and handed me the picture.
It was a picture of Isabella and Simona. Simona was very pretty. She had a dark tan and dark hair that was in ringlets.
"I plan on writing her everyday in this journal to let her know about my new life," she said and pulled out a journal. "Then I'll send her them regularly."
Suddenly I thought about my diary. I rarely wrote in it now, but I had a huge amount of my deepest thoughts in it. I felt that I should put it somewhere new. I moved it around often so that Matt wouldn't find it. Just in case he came into my room...and he would happen to be passing by. Yeah right! He'd probably get off the hook anyway...as usual.
Isabella took the photograph from me and placed it next to my picture. "I'll miss Simona," she said quietly. It would be hard for me to leave my best friends. Then as if to shake off any emotion, she looked at me and said, "What's school like?"
"I dunno. Most days it goes really slow," I said. I didn't want to think about school. The only good thing was that Ethan was there! Wait. Yeah, Ethan was cute, but Gordo was 'the one.' That sounded really weird, but I'm sure of it. On that plane ride home and being with him the whole time; resting my head on his shoulder...I never would have wanted to share that time with anybody else in the whole world. Not even Ethan.
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When I went to bed that night, I thought about my new life. It would be new. Things would change now that Isabella and I were sisters. Well, we had always been sisters, but we just found that out. Isabella and I seemed to be getting along well so far. I had always wanted to know what it was like to have a sister instead of a brother. Now I'd know what it was like living with both.
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A/N: As I said before, this is a sequel to my story "Everything at Once." Please let me know what you think of it! I hope y'all like it. Please review and let me know! Have a great day. :-) Oh yeah, yay! This is a long chapter for me...much longer than the other story I wrote. I'm happy. :-)
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Chapter 1 LIZZIE'S POV:
"Ah! Home at last!" I yelled and ran upstairs to my bedroom. I looked around. It was just as I had left it. Then I heard the loud noise of Matt running around singing some strange words to some tune I had never heard before. It wasn't really a tune anyways, it was some loud annoying noise. "Matt!" I yelled as I heard a crashing noise. I rolled my eyes.
Isabella came in my room. "I want to get away from the noise," she explained. I knew she was talking about my dweeb brother. I felt sorry for her that now she too had to put up with "the noise," now since we were sisters.
Isabella and I found each other on our trip to Rome and discovered that we were almost identical. Then, our parents told us, that we were sisters.
So many things had happened on that trip to Rome, including: I sang (yes me) at the IMVA's, I kissed Gordo, I got kidnapped by Paolo then saved by Gordo, and I found out I had a twin sister! Too much to handle in one trip to Rome, if you ask me. Oh yeah, one more thing, Gordo told me that he loved me. I discovered that I loved him to and told him. Now, I was wondering where our relationship would go.
Now my mom was the next one to step into my room. "Lizzie?" she asked. "I thought it would be ok to come in since the door was open."
"Sure. Just close the door behind you so that we can't hear the geek," I said.
"Lizzie! That's no way to talk about your brother!" said my mom. Sure. Matt gets away with everything because he's the little baby brother. "What I was going to tell you Lizzie," she started and then closed the door, "was that you and Isabella will have to share a room while we are fixing things up."
Share a room? I've tried this before...except with Matt. It can't be too bad with Isabella, right? "Yeah, that's fine," I said. It annoyed me that I had to share my room, but at least it wasn't going to be with Matt. Plus, I wanted to be polite to Isabella and get the whole "family thing" started off on a good note. I decided that yelling that I wanted my room wasn't going to help anything. "I'll bring up the roll up bed. Wanna help me, Isabella?"
"Si," she responded.
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I looked over at Isabella as she unpacked some things. Well, no, that's wrong. She unpacked a lot of things. Her collection of clothes and accessories and stuff made it seem like I had nothing; and, well, I have a lot of stuff. I thought about all of the money she must have from being famous. I wondered exactly what she planned for doing with her life, now that she was with us...and in a family. I wanted to know more about her.
"Isabella? Were you and Paolo ever like, you know, boyfriend and girlfriend?" I asked.
She looked up at me quickly and then looked back down at her things. "Lizzie. Never talk about Paolo again. He sickens me. Neither of us have to worry about him again," she said sternly and I knew she meant it. Then I thought about it. Was Paolo one of the reasons she left Rome to come live with us? So that she could be as far away from Paolo as she could?
"Are you planning on continuing singing?" I asked.
"Yes, but I want to take a bit of a break. You know, soak in American culture, and your ways," she said.
"Will you be going to my school?" I asked. I never thought about that before. It would be weird having a twin showing up at your school. Almost like when Andy...wait. Don't think about her again. That was a total nightmare.
"I guess so. I'm sure your paren---I mean our parents would want me to go," she said, "It should be different. I have only had a private tutor for schooling."
"Need any help?" I asked. She shook her head.
"I have some questions for you now," she said. "First of all, how do you live with that crazy brother of yours?"
"Matt? He's a royal pain. Sometimes I think that his whole point in life is to make me miserable. He enjoys it too," I said. I wished that my parents had put him up for adoption. With that whole thing with him taping me? His whole "Lizzie Files" that we all discovered...it was creepy thinking about how he got all that footage. Did he have the place wired or something? I didn't even want to think about what his new plan was for destroying my life.
"Is there any way to 'tame' him?" she asked.
"I've tried. Believe me, there's no way to get him under control," I sighed. "But maybe since there are two of us now, he will back off." Who was I kidding? Matt would always be a pain.
I saw Isabella picked up a framed picture of Miranda, Gordo, and me. "Who's that?" she asked pointing to Miranda.
"Oh, that's my best friend Miranda Sanchez," I said.
"That Gordo guy. Your friend? Do you like him?" she asked.
"Of course," I said. "He's my other best friend."
"You know what I mean. Are you two a couple?" she asked.
I didn't feel like having her butt into what was my personal life, but I decided to answer anyway. "No, we aren't. We're really good friends," I said. I didn't want to tell her anything I was unsure of. I knew that I loved Gordo. I was in love with Gordo and falling more in love with him each day, and he said he loved me...but we weren't really a 'couple' yet.
"I hope to meet these friends of yours. Well, I've already met Gordo. I don't have many close friends...there's Simona, but she's back in Rome. She was a good friend," she said and then set the picture of Miranda, Gordo, and I back down. She dug through her suitcase until she found a picture and brought it out. "This is Simona," she said and handed me the picture.
It was a picture of Isabella and Simona. Simona was very pretty. She had a dark tan and dark hair that was in ringlets.
"I plan on writing her everyday in this journal to let her know about my new life," she said and pulled out a journal. "Then I'll send her them regularly."
Suddenly I thought about my diary. I rarely wrote in it now, but I had a huge amount of my deepest thoughts in it. I felt that I should put it somewhere new. I moved it around often so that Matt wouldn't find it. Just in case he came into my room...and he would happen to be passing by. Yeah right! He'd probably get off the hook anyway...as usual.
Isabella took the photograph from me and placed it next to my picture. "I'll miss Simona," she said quietly. It would be hard for me to leave my best friends. Then as if to shake off any emotion, she looked at me and said, "What's school like?"
"I dunno. Most days it goes really slow," I said. I didn't want to think about school. The only good thing was that Ethan was there! Wait. Yeah, Ethan was cute, but Gordo was 'the one.' That sounded really weird, but I'm sure of it. On that plane ride home and being with him the whole time; resting my head on his shoulder...I never would have wanted to share that time with anybody else in the whole world. Not even Ethan.
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When I went to bed that night, I thought about my new life. It would be new. Things would change now that Isabella and I were sisters. Well, we had always been sisters, but we just found that out. Isabella and I seemed to be getting along well so far. I had always wanted to know what it was like to have a sister instead of a brother. Now I'd know what it was like living with both.
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A/N: As I said before, this is a sequel to my story "Everything at Once." Please let me know what you think of it! I hope y'all like it. Please review and let me know! Have a great day. :-) Oh yeah, yay! This is a long chapter for me...much longer than the other story I wrote. I'm happy. :-)