Chapter Five
A/N: yeah, I know My Last Breath didn't fit Lizzie's mood, it's just that when I as going through the lyrics of Evanescence songs, I couldn't really find one that really sounded something sort of..AI don't know how to describe it, because, I suck. So yeah. Oh, and now I will officially stop with "yeah, that chapter sucked...." at the end, lol. And I am not fishing for reviews, lol. But thanks for everyone who's been reviewing! My teacher was proofreading some story I wrote (and i despise it sooo much) and she totally flipped, she was like "OH MY GOSH, you are such a talented writer, you should publish your writing somewhere, like on the internet! and blah...blah blah..." she doesn't know that I already do, kinbda. Lol. Anyways, here's the next chapter.
Chapter Five
Miranda and Gordo walked up to Lizzie's house on Monday.
"Have you talked to her at all this weekend?" Gordo asked.
"No, I stopped by yesterday, but Mrs. McGuire said Lizzie wouldn't see anyone," Miranda said as she struggled to carry her books.
"Why didn't you bring your backpack?"
"Because," Miranda said as a textbook slipped out of her arms, "The weight of my homework caused it to rip at the bottom."
"Oh," Gordo replied as he rang the doorbell. A minute later the door opened, revealing Lizzie.
Lizzie had cleaned herself up over the weekend. Her hair was washed and pulled up into a high ponytail. Her lips were painted with lipgloss and she was wearing plain jeans and a blue t-shirt. Even though she looked really plain, Gordo thought that she looked beautiful.
"Hey, guys! What's up?" Lizzie asked cheerfully.
"I'm surprised you haven't killed yourself yet!" Miranda said.
"I stayed in my room all weekend, so what? I needed a fresh start."
"A fresh start?" Gordo asked.
"You call "I'm a pregnant fifteen year old who's never gonna graduate high school" a fresh start?" Miranda said.
"No," Lizzie answered.
"A fresh start is like when you wake up in the morning and say, 'I'm gonna go gothic and start my own band!' or 'I'm gonna go veggie and join the Peace Corps!'" Miranda told her.
"You call gothic 'fresh'?" Gordo asked Miranda.
"Whatever, Gordo," Miranda said.
"Anyway," Lizzie broke in, "Let's get to school before we're late!" She grabbed her backpack and stepped outside.
"You're going to school today?" Gordo asked.
"Yup," Lizzie replied.
"Even if you've been throwing up nonstop?" Miranda said.
"I don't throw up nonstop, Rand," Lizzie told her friend.
"Whatever," Miranda said.
They walked the rest of the way to the bus stop in silence. When they got there, Kate ran up to them and said, "Hey guys! Guess what!"
"What!?" Miranda asked.
"There's gonna be some dance in a few weeks! Isn't that cool?" Kate jumped up and down.
"Duh!" Miranda shrieked.
The two friends jumped up and down in excitement. Lizzie and Gordo just stood there, staring.
After a minute Kate stopped jumping and said to Lizzie, "Oh, and don't worry, Liz, Mark's not gonna be there. I heard he got in a lot of trouble with his parents, and Parker's parents, oh, yeah, and while I'm at it, Brooke's parents. I'm not sure about your parents though."
"Whatever," Lizzie sighed.
"How ya feelin'?" Kate asked.
"Fine, I guess," Lizzie answered.
Then the bus showed up, and everyone got on. As Lizzie walked to the back of the bus she felt everyone's eyes on her. She found a seat at the back and Gordo sat down next to her.
"So," Gordo said, "Are you going to the dance?"
"Maybe," Lizzie replied, "Depends."
"Depends?"
"I would never get a date. I mean, would you ask out a pregnant girl your age?"
"Depends..." Gordo answered.
"Depends?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah. I mean....actually, I don't know what I mean."
"Okay..."
Lizzie sighed.
"This is going to be my last school dance probably," she said quietly.
"Oh," was all Gordo could say.
Just then, they arrived at school, and their conversation ended.
A/N: yeah, I know My Last Breath didn't fit Lizzie's mood, it's just that when I as going through the lyrics of Evanescence songs, I couldn't really find one that really sounded something sort of..AI don't know how to describe it, because, I suck. So yeah. Oh, and now I will officially stop with "yeah, that chapter sucked...." at the end, lol. And I am not fishing for reviews, lol. But thanks for everyone who's been reviewing! My teacher was proofreading some story I wrote (and i despise it sooo much) and she totally flipped, she was like "OH MY GOSH, you are such a talented writer, you should publish your writing somewhere, like on the internet! and blah...blah blah..." she doesn't know that I already do, kinbda. Lol. Anyways, here's the next chapter.
Chapter Five
Miranda and Gordo walked up to Lizzie's house on Monday.
"Have you talked to her at all this weekend?" Gordo asked.
"No, I stopped by yesterday, but Mrs. McGuire said Lizzie wouldn't see anyone," Miranda said as she struggled to carry her books.
"Why didn't you bring your backpack?"
"Because," Miranda said as a textbook slipped out of her arms, "The weight of my homework caused it to rip at the bottom."
"Oh," Gordo replied as he rang the doorbell. A minute later the door opened, revealing Lizzie.
Lizzie had cleaned herself up over the weekend. Her hair was washed and pulled up into a high ponytail. Her lips were painted with lipgloss and she was wearing plain jeans and a blue t-shirt. Even though she looked really plain, Gordo thought that she looked beautiful.
"Hey, guys! What's up?" Lizzie asked cheerfully.
"I'm surprised you haven't killed yourself yet!" Miranda said.
"I stayed in my room all weekend, so what? I needed a fresh start."
"A fresh start?" Gordo asked.
"You call "I'm a pregnant fifteen year old who's never gonna graduate high school" a fresh start?" Miranda said.
"No," Lizzie answered.
"A fresh start is like when you wake up in the morning and say, 'I'm gonna go gothic and start my own band!' or 'I'm gonna go veggie and join the Peace Corps!'" Miranda told her.
"You call gothic 'fresh'?" Gordo asked Miranda.
"Whatever, Gordo," Miranda said.
"Anyway," Lizzie broke in, "Let's get to school before we're late!" She grabbed her backpack and stepped outside.
"You're going to school today?" Gordo asked.
"Yup," Lizzie replied.
"Even if you've been throwing up nonstop?" Miranda said.
"I don't throw up nonstop, Rand," Lizzie told her friend.
"Whatever," Miranda said.
They walked the rest of the way to the bus stop in silence. When they got there, Kate ran up to them and said, "Hey guys! Guess what!"
"What!?" Miranda asked.
"There's gonna be some dance in a few weeks! Isn't that cool?" Kate jumped up and down.
"Duh!" Miranda shrieked.
The two friends jumped up and down in excitement. Lizzie and Gordo just stood there, staring.
After a minute Kate stopped jumping and said to Lizzie, "Oh, and don't worry, Liz, Mark's not gonna be there. I heard he got in a lot of trouble with his parents, and Parker's parents, oh, yeah, and while I'm at it, Brooke's parents. I'm not sure about your parents though."
"Whatever," Lizzie sighed.
"How ya feelin'?" Kate asked.
"Fine, I guess," Lizzie answered.
Then the bus showed up, and everyone got on. As Lizzie walked to the back of the bus she felt everyone's eyes on her. She found a seat at the back and Gordo sat down next to her.
"So," Gordo said, "Are you going to the dance?"
"Maybe," Lizzie replied, "Depends."
"Depends?"
"I would never get a date. I mean, would you ask out a pregnant girl your age?"
"Depends..." Gordo answered.
"Depends?" Lizzie asked.
"Yeah. I mean....actually, I don't know what I mean."
"Okay..."
Lizzie sighed.
"This is going to be my last school dance probably," she said quietly.
"Oh," was all Gordo could say.
Just then, they arrived at school, and their conversation ended.