Author note-Yes I do know that I have two more stories out there that I have yet to finish. Sadly my muse has run into a wall on them. But don't worry I will finish them. But this story is pouring out and so I wanted to get it down while the getting was good. So please tell me if you think I should continue with this. This is a sequel to Getting Back What Was Lost.But now this time it's Miranda's turn to find love.
Title-Opposites Attract
Disclaimer-Have nothing nor claim nothing of Lizzie McGuire.
Rating-PG to maybe PG-13 nothing to bad.
Time frame-Picks up six months from the last chapter of Getting Back What Was Lost
CHAPTER 1
"Home sweet home" sighed Miranda as she walked into the dark and empty house that she called home.
All the case files she was carrying caused Miranda to have to fumble with the light switch but after a second she was able to flip the switch on. Walking by the coffee table Miranda placed all her case files down on top of it. Placing her hands on her lower back Miranda tried to stretch out all the soreness and stress she had accumulated through the day. Sadly as Miranda looked around her empty home she realized that it hadn't quite worked. The soreness and stress was still there.
Most of her family and many of her coworkers had repeatedly asked her why on earth would she live in such a big house when it was just her there. Wouldn't it have been smarter and more economically feasible to just get an apartment. Miranda would always just nod her head and say yes it would but I don't want to live in an apartment. She wanted to live somewhere where she could hang her hat and have a real place she could call home.
After hearing her stomach make a very good impression of a growling tiger Miranda made her way into her kitchen to scrounge up something for dinner. A little while later Miranda had pulled a tv dinner out of the microwave and was sitting down at the bar in her kitchen. After taking a few bites Miranda noticed that the red light on her answering machine was blinking Reaching over Miranda pushed the button and waited for her messages.
"You have three messages." the machine's computerized voice told her "First message sent today at six thirty-five PM."
"Hey Miranda it's me Jeff. I did what you said and asked Judge McKinley for an extension. He granted it and thank god. Because it gave me two more weeks to work on my case. I just wanted to say thanks for the advice you gave me on asking for one. I owe you one. Well I better let you go because I know it's Friday night and I'm sure you got some big night planned. So like I said thanks for the advice and I'll see you back at work Monday. Bye."
"Yeah whoopee do I have a real big night planned. I'm doing it right now." said Miranda sarcastically as she used her fork to stab her tv dinner's mystery meat. The outside of the box said it was meat loaf but Miranda had yet to be sure if that's what the reddish gray lump laying on the tray was.
"Second message sent today at seven twelve pm." said the machine.
"Hello hija..."
"Oh boy this is going to be fun," sighed Miranda rubbing her forehead after hearing her mother's voice.
"This is your mother..."
"What she didn't think I'd know who she was?" Miranda muttered to herself "It's not like there's a lot of women out there ringing me up on the phone calling me by that name."
"...why aren't you at home yet? Are you still at work?"
Miranda could hear the disapproving tone in her mother's voice loud an clear.
"Miranda you're working way to hard at that law firm of yours. You need to take some time off and have some fun. Maybe take a vacation or something."
Not if I want to make junior partner in a few years I can't, thought Miranda shaking her head and drinking some of her soda.
"...anyway what I was calling you about was that your Aunt Elena called me today and told me that Raquel is pregnant again."
"Oh no" sighed Miranda wanting to bang her head against the bar. It had been bad enough when her little sister had gotten married and later pregnant. But than two months ago her mother had found out that Lizzie and Gordo were now going to have a baby. Well that had made her even more persistent in her pestering of Miranda. It seems her mother wasn't to happy over the fact that her oldest child was not a wife and a mother yet. And now it looks like since Miranda's cousin was pregnant again her mother was going to go into overdrive with the pestering.
"Hija I know you don't like me to worry about you but I can't help to. You living so far away and in such a big city all by yourself. I mean it was one thing when Lizzie was there with you. But now she's living in Las Vegas with David. I just think you need to take sometime off from work. Maybe you could go out one night and find you some nice boy ..."
"Ahhhhhhh!" muttered Miranda in frustration as she hit the button on the answering machine causing it to skip over her mother's message and go to the next one.
"Third message sent today at eight thirty-two PM." said the machine.
"Just missed it." said Miranda looking over at the clock hanging on the wall.
"Hey Miranda it's me!" came Lizzie excited voice through the machine "Or am I supposed to say hey Miranda it's us, now that I'm pregnant?"
Miranda couldn't help but smile at the happiness she heard in Lizzie's voice. It didn't take much work to picture her old friend holding the phone with one hand and using the other to rub her two month pregnant stomach.
Lizzie patching things up with Gordo and later marrying him was the best thing that could have happened to that girl, thought Miranda still smiling.
"Well, anyway" Lizzie voice picked up again "Even though you will be getting an official invite in the mail. I just wanted to call you up personally to tell you that yes you are invited to Matt and Melina's wedding next weekend. It's going to be on Saturday at five o'clock PM.Also they're going to be having it here in Vegas."
"VEGAS!" Miranda shouted out loud spitting out her soda.
NO, NO, NO, NO, Miranda's mind screamed at her. Matt and Melina CAN NOT be thinking of having their wedding in Las Vegas! Oh please god no!
"Yep you heard me right Rand." came Lizzie voice through the machine as if she actually had heard Miranda's outburst "Since here is where the happy couple are planning on spending their honeymoon they've also decided to have the wedding here also."
"No,no,no" moaned Miranda as she laid her head down on the bar. If they have their wedding in Vegas and if she went Miranda knew that meant she was more than likely going to see HIM again.
"And Miranda if you're wondering I made sure that Matt sent Rodney an invite to the wedding. I mean I kind of figured you might want him there since the last time you two were together you practically gave him free dental work with your tongue." said Lizzie laughing voice on the machine "Well I got to go Rand. Gordo should be home from work any second now and I have yet to start dinner. So tootles"
"You have no more messages." said the answering machine.
"She should get down on her knees and thank god she's pregnant right now." steamed Miranda as the answering machine clicked off "Because if she wasn't I would most definitely kill her for this."
But no matter how mad Miranda was right now at Lizzie she couldn't help but feel the heat spread across her cheeks as she thought back to the kiss that she and Rodney had shared six months ago at Lizzie and Gordo's wedding reception. After it was over they had quickly climb off one another and blamed it all on the alchoal that they had consumed during the reception. And soon they were right back at it. Throwing insults and arguing with one another. Miranda knew that to all of their friends her and Rodney's verbal sparring had become an infamous most see event. But after that night at the wedding reception her and Rodney had started to avoid one another like the Bubonic Plague. When ever she went to Vegas to visit her friends Rodney thankfully never seemed to be around. And luckily when Gordo and Lizzie came to visit her there was no reason for Rodney to come with them.But now Miranda knew that if she went to this wedding and she was going, she would have to see that big lunk head again.
But much to Miranda's dismay no matter how much she was hating the fact that she would probably be seeing Rodney. Deep down there was a traitorous part of her that was actually looking forward to it.
TBC?
Well, should I continue this?
