Chapter Three
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! I know the story seems really rushed, but.....I'm pretty busy right now and so I just write out about three chapters a night or whatever. And for chapter one, I would've actually written it out with more details and everything, but, the thruth is, if my parents saw what I was writing they would've flipped. I mean, I'm 11, and all of my friends know how it actually works...and I do, too, but it's just something I don't want to risk writing because of my parents, so yeah.
Oh, yeah, and just to let you know, I made a mistake. When Gordo overheard Stacie and Jake talking, I left out something in the conversation. It should have went:
"What's up, Stace?"
"There's one more pregnant!"
"Really? Who?"
"You know about Brooke and Parker, but the new one is, believe it or not, Lizzie McGuire!"
So that's how Gordo knows about Lizzie. I just re-read that chapter and realized that I didn't put that in.
Chapter Three
Lizzie's eyes cracked open. Sunlight streamed in through her bedroom window. She rubbed her eyes turned over, trying to get back to sleep.
"Lizzie!" Matt called from downstairs, "Breakfast's ready!"
Ever since Lizzie found out she was pregnant, Matt had been super nice to her. He had changed completely.
"Whatever," Lizzie mumbled into her pillowcase.
It was three days after Gordo had found out about Lizzie. It had also been three days since Gordo had told Lizzie that he was moving.
FLASHBACK
"Well, I gotta run, I need to borrow some notes from Larry for English," Miranda said, gathering up her things, "Adios!"
She jumped up and disappeared into the school.
"So..." Lizzie started.
"Liz, there's something I have to tell you," Gordo interrupted, "And it's something not good."
"What? What happened?" Lizzie asked, suddenly really into what Gordo was saying.
Gordo took a deep breath and looked straight into Lizzie's eyes.
"My dad got a new job in Massachussets," he finally said, "We're moving in a couple of months."
Lizzie's eyes practically bulged out of her head. She had a look of shock, or fear, in her eyes.
Gordo sighed.
"And..." he continued, "I kinda already know about...you...pregnant..."
After he said that, Lizzie lost it. She burst into tears.
"Oh...my god...Gordo...I'm sooo sorry...please forgive me...you don't have to be involved with this...our baby...unless...you want to..." she sobbed.
"Lizzie, it's not your fault. It's my fault. I was the one that got you pregnant," Gordo said as he grabbed Lizzie's hand.
RIIIINNG.
"Oh, man..." Lizzie sighed after calming down. She stood up and gathered her books. Then she looked at Gordo. "Better get to class."
"Yeah."
END FLASHBACK
Knock. Knock.
"Ugh...come in," Lizzie moaned.
Slowly, the door opened, and Matt poked his head in.
"Breakfast is on the table when you're ready to come down," he told her.
"'Kay...thanks..." Lizzie smiled for the first time that week.
Matt closed the door. A couple of minutes later Lizzie sat up and looked around her room. She spotted an issue of YM, and reached over and picked it up. She flipped through it, trying to find the page she had read the day she had bought it, which was the day before she found out she was officially pregnant.
There was a picture of Brittany Snow and on the opposite page it read, "Be Smart. Fewer than one third of teen mothers receive a high school diploma."
"So that means I'm never gonna finish high school," Lizzie whispered to herself, "Perfect."
She shut the magazine and and threw it across the room. It hit the wall and landed in the trashcan below it. Then she tossed her blanket over her head and closed her eyes. She thought of everything that was happening...she was pregnant at fifteen, Gordo, her best friend, was leaving her, she was never going to finish high school...
A few tears rolled down her cheeks as she fell asleep.
A/N: oh, man, that chapter sucked. the next one is in process right now.
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! I know the story seems really rushed, but.....I'm pretty busy right now and so I just write out about three chapters a night or whatever. And for chapter one, I would've actually written it out with more details and everything, but, the thruth is, if my parents saw what I was writing they would've flipped. I mean, I'm 11, and all of my friends know how it actually works...and I do, too, but it's just something I don't want to risk writing because of my parents, so yeah.
Oh, yeah, and just to let you know, I made a mistake. When Gordo overheard Stacie and Jake talking, I left out something in the conversation. It should have went:
"What's up, Stace?"
"There's one more pregnant!"
"Really? Who?"
"You know about Brooke and Parker, but the new one is, believe it or not, Lizzie McGuire!"
So that's how Gordo knows about Lizzie. I just re-read that chapter and realized that I didn't put that in.
Chapter Three
Lizzie's eyes cracked open. Sunlight streamed in through her bedroom window. She rubbed her eyes turned over, trying to get back to sleep.
"Lizzie!" Matt called from downstairs, "Breakfast's ready!"
Ever since Lizzie found out she was pregnant, Matt had been super nice to her. He had changed completely.
"Whatever," Lizzie mumbled into her pillowcase.
It was three days after Gordo had found out about Lizzie. It had also been three days since Gordo had told Lizzie that he was moving.
FLASHBACK
"Well, I gotta run, I need to borrow some notes from Larry for English," Miranda said, gathering up her things, "Adios!"
She jumped up and disappeared into the school.
"So..." Lizzie started.
"Liz, there's something I have to tell you," Gordo interrupted, "And it's something not good."
"What? What happened?" Lizzie asked, suddenly really into what Gordo was saying.
Gordo took a deep breath and looked straight into Lizzie's eyes.
"My dad got a new job in Massachussets," he finally said, "We're moving in a couple of months."
Lizzie's eyes practically bulged out of her head. She had a look of shock, or fear, in her eyes.
Gordo sighed.
"And..." he continued, "I kinda already know about...you...pregnant..."
After he said that, Lizzie lost it. She burst into tears.
"Oh...my god...Gordo...I'm sooo sorry...please forgive me...you don't have to be involved with this...our baby...unless...you want to..." she sobbed.
"Lizzie, it's not your fault. It's my fault. I was the one that got you pregnant," Gordo said as he grabbed Lizzie's hand.
RIIIINNG.
"Oh, man..." Lizzie sighed after calming down. She stood up and gathered her books. Then she looked at Gordo. "Better get to class."
"Yeah."
END FLASHBACK
Knock. Knock.
"Ugh...come in," Lizzie moaned.
Slowly, the door opened, and Matt poked his head in.
"Breakfast is on the table when you're ready to come down," he told her.
"'Kay...thanks..." Lizzie smiled for the first time that week.
Matt closed the door. A couple of minutes later Lizzie sat up and looked around her room. She spotted an issue of YM, and reached over and picked it up. She flipped through it, trying to find the page she had read the day she had bought it, which was the day before she found out she was officially pregnant.
There was a picture of Brittany Snow and on the opposite page it read, "Be Smart. Fewer than one third of teen mothers receive a high school diploma."
"So that means I'm never gonna finish high school," Lizzie whispered to herself, "Perfect."
She shut the magazine and and threw it across the room. It hit the wall and landed in the trashcan below it. Then she tossed her blanket over her head and closed her eyes. She thought of everything that was happening...she was pregnant at fifteen, Gordo, her best friend, was leaving her, she was never going to finish high school...
A few tears rolled down her cheeks as she fell asleep.
A/N: oh, man, that chapter sucked. the next one is in process right now.