Sing For Love
Summary: The gang is all entered in an all-state band competition and they meet.
Disclaimer: I don't own Lizzie McGuire and I suspect I never will.
AN: I don't know if this story will be that good, but I'm so bored! Lizzie is called Liz in this story. The girls live 1 city away from the boys, incase you're wondering.
Chapter 1 Gordo
"Okay, Larry, and Ethan. Here we go." I gulped. My friends and I were trying out for a statewide competition
"Chill, guys. We have been a band for over a year." Reassured my best friend, Larry. "Easy for you to say. You're a drummer." Grumbled my other best friend, Ethan. My friends and I formed a band a while back. Ethan was the lead singer. Larry was the drummer and I played electric guitar.
"Ethan is super annoyed at his mom. She wants him to do everything for Lillian." I explained to Larry. Lillian is Ethan two-year-old sister. She's not so bad, but if you're with her for over an hour, she starts getting all fussy and then you don't enjoy being with her. We walked into our schools, Lincon's, adotoriam.
"Ah, hello!" greeted Mr. Malgirain, our music teacher. "Sit down, boys." He continued. We sat. Then, some weird people with clipboards came in.
"Play for us." Demanded the man with black hair and cold green eyes. We played our best song, Withering From the Weight of You. The lady with light brown hair and a warm smile clapped.
" I guess your in." was all the man said. He sounded disgusted.
"Paul! These kids were great!" Said the nice lady .Oh, well. At least we're in!
"You'll be going to a statewide. That song was good, but the song has to be about someone." Said Mr. Malgirain as the judges left.
Miranda
As we walked home from our audition, my bffs and I talked about it. "That guy with the sandy brown hair and brown eyes was such a cutie!" Exclaimed Kate, who was always looking for guys.
"And he was like, 24!" Said Liz, my practical down-to-earth friend.
"Well, at least we got in! Anyway, Kate, there'll be cute guys at the competition." I said.
"Oh, yea!" Said Kate, brightening "Can't wait!"
"Oh, geez, guys! I forgot! The song has to be about someone!" Remembered Liz.
"Oh, awesome! Who the heck are we gonna write about?" Asked Kate, as if there was no one in our lives that was interesting.
"We'll think a' someone!" I said enthusiastically. "Oh, got to go. Bye, chicas!" I ran into my house. "Hi, Randy. Play horesy?" Asked my four-year-old sister, Isabelle.
"Not now, Belle." I answered. She giggled and ran into the kitchen. 'Did I miss something?' I wondered. Then I ran to my room and shut the door tightly. I always wrote the songs in our band, since I usually had to memorize them on the keyboard before Kate sang them. Liz just played her guitar to the beat. I thought of a song about someone quickly. Our terrible lunch lady. 'Lima beans all the time with her! So terrible, so unbearable with her' I sang the last words in my head. I grabbed the phone and hit three ways, then called Liz and Kate.
"How do you like it?" I asked as I finished singing it to them.
"Maybe we should be our song." Said Liz.
"Okay, guys. Meet you in the alley at four to practice." Said Kate, sealing the deal. We hung up. Then I remembered. At five my Aunt Jade from Bellinto (AN sorry, this name is made up!) (The next city over) and her son and his friend were coming over for dinner. Oh, well. We'd have a short practice, then.
A/n: So is it a good chapter? Tell me! R/R!
