A/N: Okay- Lizzie and Logan have boarded the plane and it's taken off about 20 minutes ago. The flight attendants are just preparing to serves drinks and begin the movie.
"So Lizzie, you said you dated this Gordo fellow for four years and then he dumped you during the summer after graduation?" Logan asked casually as we sat waiting for the movie to come on.
"Yeah, I couldn't believe it either. He didn't even want to try to work it out-I guess he thought there were bigger opportunities in New York-plus I wouldn't give him any sex. I was a bit of a prude before college, and Gordo changed while we were going out. He use to be this cute, nerdy, film student who was brilliant and only had eyes for me. Then his image improved-he got looks from other girls and yaddy yaddy yadda-here I am!" I answered as the flight attendant handed me a coke and a napkin.
"Whoa! That's quite the guy you had there-if I was dating some one as incredible as you-I never would have let you go," Logan added casually as he wrote down more lyrics on a napkin. I smiled and began to blush.
"What about your girlfriend-does she go to UCLA as well?"
"Well-you could say that she went to UCLA. She's actually just getting an extra degree or something this year. I think she just likes the fact that I'm a musician-but hey, whatever floats her boat!" he answered honestly then began to laugh.
"So where does she live? Is she going home for Christmas too?" I asked sipping my drink.
"She actually lives in LA-and with her parents-not exactly an upside to the whole dating world!" he wrote down more lyrics then asked, "So is Corey coming to visit you at your parents' house?"
"Um, I don't think he will be-then again I don't know. What about Alana?"
"I highly doubt she'll fly out to see me-I'll just see her when I get back," he nodded casually then went back to his lyrics. I sat back in my seat and closed my eyes, listening to the soft voices in front and behind me, as I drifted off to sleep.
Logan's POV
Lizzie is a really pretty girl, I hope we can be friends. I really hope she joins the band-she has such a beautiful voice-and it should sound good with the group. This song that I've written-it's about her, and our meeting. Maybe I should let her read it-she can give me notes on it. Why would she sing a song about herself? I know-I'll say it's about my girlfriend Alana! I do like Alana, but she's older than me and so much more mature. She probably only likes me because I'm a musician-I wouldn't lie about something like that! Oh look at her sleeping there, her eyes of blue closed upon the world, dreaming new and exciting dreams. Hey, that would be an amazing love ballad! It's like Lizzie is my muse or something! I've never had so many ideas from a person before! I better stop staring at her, she's waking up now!
"Hey sleepy head, we're almost there!" Logan announced as he looked out the window to the smoky clouds below.
"How long was I out for?" I asked stretching my arms above my head.
"I don't know, not long. Hey, I was just thinking, my buddies are having a Christmas party and I want you to come. Do you want to?" he asked giving me his 100 watt smile.
"Yeah, I just need to know when-you know family comes first!" I said jokingly.
He pulled out a notebook from his bag and read out, "this Friday at 7-ish. I can pick you up, or meet you there. Here's my cell number, call me when you figure it out!" he scribbled his number on a sheet and ripped it from the notebook.
"Yeah, I will for sure," I nodded happily and put the number into my bag carefully.
A loud voice came over everything, "we are now preparing to land, if you could put your seats and tray tables in the upright positions, we will be able to land in no-time," the voice vanished and most passengers adjusted their seats and tray tables.
"I hate landing, it makes me feel all sick," I confessed to Logan as the plane began to descend.
"Don't worry Liz, here, have some gum-it'll stop your ears from popping," he handed me a stick of gum and I shoved it in my mouth quickly and grabbed onto the arm rests and we began to descend further.
"This isn't helping," I whined and Logan grabbed my hand as we hit the ground. I felt a bit safer when he touched me and the bumps didn't seem to bother me as much. The plane finally reached a halt and my body relaxed as I still grasped Logan's arm. People started exiting the plane and I sat trying to regulate my breathing as I sat.
"You know Lizzie, if we're going to get off the plane, I might need my hand back to get the bags," Logan chided and slyly smiled at me. I blushed slightly, why had I been doing this so much? We grabbed our bags and got off the plane. We claimed our baggage and hailed a taxi-cab. As it drove up Logan grabbed my bag to put it in the trunk. "Well Lizzie, I guess this is goodbye until Friday. It was nice to meet you, please call me soon," he placed my bag into the trunk and opened the taxi door for me.
"I will definitely call you soon, if I can't join you on Friday, we can still get together another night-bye," I waved and he shut the door waving goodbye.
I told the cab where to take me and we drove off quickly. Within no time I arrived at my house and worked my way to the door after paying the driver. I rang the doorbell and awaited my parents to open the door. I heard footsteps and some murmured voices, finally the door opened to reveal my mother.
"Lizzie, honey! Wow, you dyed you hair! Come in, come in!" she was overjoyed and excited as she pulled me into the house and gave me a tight embrace.
"Owe, mom your suffocating me," I joked as she pulled away.
"I'm just so happy to see you; it's hard with you being away from home. So Matt tells me you have a boyfriend, how is that going?" she knew just how to ask the questions and how to settle into them without pushing too hard.
"Um, it's great, we've been dating for almost two months I think, his name's Corey and he's a physics major!" I answered excitedly.
"Wow, he must be very smart, now tonight we are having grandma over for dinner, so why don't you go get settled and wash up," Jo motioned to the stairs and called for my dad.
"Lizzie! Wow, you look different, did you cut your hair?" my dad asked as I started up the stairs.
"No dad, but it is nice to see you!" I exclaimed running into his open arms. After a brief hug he took my bag and brought it upstairs following me into my room. It hadn't changed one bit, everything was kept the same in the exact order it had been left. Pictures of Miranda, Gordo, Parker, Ethan and I covered an old bulletin board on one of my walls. I smiled at the memories we had from the 'old' days.
"So Lizzie, I'm going to leave you to wash up, it's nice to have you home sweetie!" he gave me another hug and headed down stairs to help my mother with dinner.
I sat on my bed and looked at the ceiling, there were glow and the dark stars that Gordo and I had put up after we had come back from Rome.
Flashback
"Just a little to the left Liz, right...there! Perfect! As long as you stick with my instructions, you'll have a perfect reconstruction of the galaxy!" Gordo stated as he sat holding the ladder I was on.
"You know, this is taking longer than I thought, I think I'll just randomly place these stars, like right here-" I reached across to a further place on the ceiling and the ladder began to wobble. "Oh Gordo, ahhh!" I screamed as I began to fall off the ladder. Luckily Gordo was there to catch me.
"Geeze, what would you do without me Lizzie McGuire?" he asked staring straight into my eyes.
"I don't know, fall everywhere?" I began to laugh and he kissed me softly.
End of Flashback
I shuddered at the memory of the sweet kiss we had shared so many years ago. It was going to be tough sitting in this room for three weeks with such strong memories. I couldn't stand being in here for more then a minute because everything would come rushing back to me. I picked up my phone and took up Logan's number.
"Hey Logan, its Lizzie. I was wondering, are you busy?"....
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this short chapter-more to follow for sure. I need to see some more reviews though-so please don't hesitate!