A/N: Has it really been two and a half months since the last update? Am I sad or what???
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire
Chapter Five
Day of Homecoming
"Lizzie!" Miranda called in the hallways as she was heading home, "Wait up!"
Lizzie turned around and waited for her friend. Miranda finally caught up.
"Where have you been?" Lizzie asked.
"I have been looking for you! Are you going home now?"
Lizzie nodded her head, "Yeah, I figure I might as well get a head start in getting ready for homecoming."
"Oh, that's right!" Miranda said, and she smiled, "Are you still going with Gordo?"
Lizzie nodded her head and smiled, "Yeah, and you know what? I am actually really looking forward to it. I mean, I know I see Gordo everyday and everything, but tonight will be different."
"Is it a date or something?"
Lizzie was taken aback by this comment, "No, its not a date or anything. Why? Did Gordo say something?"
Miranda shook her head, "No, Gordo didn't say anything."
"Okay, just making sure," Lizzie said, and then changed the subject, "Man, Miranda! I feel like I never see you anymore! What is going on with you?"
Miranda smiled, "Well, I have a date for homecoming."
Lizzie gasped and smiled for her friend, "That is so cool. Who is the lucky guy?"
"Larry," Miranda said.
"What?? Wait, did I miss something, here?"
Miranda shook her head, "No, no you didn't. He didn't call until last night, and I don't know," Miranda said, drifting off into her own little world, "He has changed so much since middle school. Besides, I feel like I can really trust him."
Lizzie nodded, "Yeah, Well, I am happy for you. I guess I will see you at the dance, huh?"
Miranda nodded her head, "Yeah, see you at the dance! I have to go to art now!"
"Bye!" Lizzie said and she walked to the parking lot toward her car. To her surprise, Gordo was waiting in the parking lot by her car. He looked nervous. He noticed her and waved and tried to calm down.
"Gordo!" Lizzie said, walking to her car, "What a surprise," then she started to become nervous, "Wait, you aren't canceling tonight, are you?"
Gordo looked at her and became nervous, "NO! I mean, no, why? Do you have to cancel them?"
Lizzie shook her head and laughed lightly, "No, it's just that you seem so nervous right now. You were definitely not this nervous last period. What's up?"
"Nothing," Gordo said, "Um, actually I have a question about tonight."
"Okay," Lizzie said, "Question me."
Gordo looked at the ground, "What. . ." he started but he couldn't seem to get the rest out.
"Yes?" Lizzie waited.
"What time is your curfew?" he sighed. He didn't mean to ask that, but it was what came out. He was too chicken to ask what he really wanted to ask.
"Well," Lizzie started, "Usually, my curfew is eleven, but since this is a special occasion, my parents told me that it was midnight."
"Oh, okay," Gordo thought. "Um, well, that's all I had to ask. I guess I will pick you up at around six-thirty for dinner and then the dance?"
Lizzie nodded her head, "Actually, my mom will probably want pictures of this, and there is no telling how long that will take, so if you want to come earlier, like say, six, that might be better."
Gordo nodded his head, "Okay, six it is. See you then, Lizzie!"
"Bye Gordo!" Lizzie said and Gordo went to his own car while Lizzie got in her own. Instead of driving home, though, Lizzie went to get a manicure and pedicure as well as get her hair styled. She wanted to make the best of the night, and to her, making the best of tonight meant looker her best. This was her last homecoming in high school. She wasn't thinking about herself, though, as much as she was thinking about Gordo. This wasn't only his last homecoming, but it also was his first. She felt like it was her responsibility to show him a good time.
Two hours later, her hair was done and her nails were painted, and she headed home. When she got home, she found that Matt was already there, having some sort of argument with their mom.
"Mom, can't we extend my curfew to midnight like you did with Lizzie?"
"No way!" Jo exclaimed, "You are in your first year of high school. This is Lizzie's senior year."
"But mom! Its so not cool when I have to leave at ten!"
"That's what time the dance ends," Jo said.
"Yeah, that's what the school tells you. However, my sources tell me that the party doesn't even get good until after ten! Can you imagine having to leave the party before it starts? Come on! Its bad enough that I have to be picked up by my parents."
Lizzie smiled as she listened. They didn't know she was home yet, so they didn't know she was listening.
"Matt! If you don't stop it, I will not let you even go to this dance!"
"Well, can I at least ask Lizzie if Gordo could give Melina and I a ride to the dance?"
This was Lizzie's cue to enter. "NO!" She yelled and she walked into the kitchen, where Matt and Jo were sitting, "Matt, Gordo is not going to chauffer for tonight! Melina is your date and Gordo is my date! Lets keep our affairs separate from each other!"
"Oh, come on Lizzie! Its not like you and Gordo are going on a real date! Besides, Melina and I will stay in the backseat and not even talk to you."
Lizzie shook her head fiercely, "No way! Gordo and I are going to eat diner beforehand, anyway."
"So? We'll go to dinner, and get our own table."
"No way! I am not letting you ruin my night, you weasel, and therefore, mom will pick you up and drop you off. Got that?" Lizzie said.
Matt sighed, "Fine, but you'll be sorry."
"Oh, that's mature," Lizzie said.
"Matt if you do anything to ruin Lizzie's night tonight, you will be grounded for life, so don't even think about doing something. In fact, you two stay away from each other, okay? I don't want to hear about you bickering and fighting. Got that?"
"Yeah, sure," Matt said, "Sorry I even asked." Matt put his head on the table.
"Good. By the way, Lizzie, your hair looks really nice. It should go well with your dress.
Lizzie smiled, "Thanks, mom. Now, I have less than two hours before Gordo comes, so I better star getting ready.
Lizzie ran upstairs to get ready for the dance. After doing everything from shaving her legs to putting on her make-up and dress, Lizzie was finally ready. It took her a long time to everything, because she wanted everything to be perfect. She had less than ten minutes to spare before Gordo would arrive, and knowing Gordo, he would probably be early. Lizzie looked at herself in the full-length mirror in her room.
Lizzie had to admit, she was very pleased with her appearance. Her hair was staying up the way it was supposed to do, and she really liked her dress. She bought it during the summer after she saw it at a store in Los Angeles, and had to buy it. It was a soft blue, and really flattered her eyes. She was putting on her shoes when she heard the doorbell ring.
She listened as her parents opened the door and she heard Gordo talking. She waited for someone to call her down, but instead to her surprise, that never happened. In fact, the talking stopped, and a few seconds later, she heard a knock on her bedroom door.
"Come in," she said, thinking it was her mom or dad telling her to come downstairs.
The door opened, and there stood Gordo in his tuxedo. Lizzie had to admit that Gordo looked especially handsome that night.
"Gordo!" She exclaimed, blushing, "I thought you were downstairs!"
"Yeah, well your parents told me you were up here," he said. He looked a little nervous, "Are you ready?" He looked at her, "Wow!" he said, looking her over, "You look beautiful!"
Lizzie blushed, "Thanks Gordo. You don't look too bad yourself."
"Your mom is getting the camera," he said.
Lizzie grabbed her purse and walked to the door, where he was standing, "Well, we don't want to keep them waiting, do we?"
They headed downstairs, where Jo, Sam, and Matt McGuire were all standing, waiting for them. Matt was in a tux, with his arms crossed, like he would rather be somewhere else.
"Wow!" Jo said, "You look so beautiful, Lizzie!"
Lizzie smiled, "Thanks."
Matt stood up, "Can we get this over with already?"
Lizzie looked over at Matt, annoyed, "What are you so hyped up about?"
"Mom wants a picture of you and me dressed up. Ugh, I don't want to be in a picture with you!"
"Matt! Come on! It won't be that bad. It's the only dance you two have to go to together!"
"Unless I get invited to senior prom," Matt pointed out.
"Eww!" Lizzie said, "What senior girl would invite you to prom?"
"Hey!" Matt said, "Anything is possible."
"Kids! Cut it out!" Jo said, "This evening is supposed to be pleasant. All I want is one or two pictures of you, and then Matt can go off and finish getting ready."
After pictures were taken, twenty minutes later, Lizzie and Gordo were off to dinner and then Homecoming.
A/N: Please review! Reviews make me update faster!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lizzie McGuire
Chapter Five
Day of Homecoming
"Lizzie!" Miranda called in the hallways as she was heading home, "Wait up!"
Lizzie turned around and waited for her friend. Miranda finally caught up.
"Where have you been?" Lizzie asked.
"I have been looking for you! Are you going home now?"
Lizzie nodded her head, "Yeah, I figure I might as well get a head start in getting ready for homecoming."
"Oh, that's right!" Miranda said, and she smiled, "Are you still going with Gordo?"
Lizzie nodded her head and smiled, "Yeah, and you know what? I am actually really looking forward to it. I mean, I know I see Gordo everyday and everything, but tonight will be different."
"Is it a date or something?"
Lizzie was taken aback by this comment, "No, its not a date or anything. Why? Did Gordo say something?"
Miranda shook her head, "No, Gordo didn't say anything."
"Okay, just making sure," Lizzie said, and then changed the subject, "Man, Miranda! I feel like I never see you anymore! What is going on with you?"
Miranda smiled, "Well, I have a date for homecoming."
Lizzie gasped and smiled for her friend, "That is so cool. Who is the lucky guy?"
"Larry," Miranda said.
"What?? Wait, did I miss something, here?"
Miranda shook her head, "No, no you didn't. He didn't call until last night, and I don't know," Miranda said, drifting off into her own little world, "He has changed so much since middle school. Besides, I feel like I can really trust him."
Lizzie nodded, "Yeah, Well, I am happy for you. I guess I will see you at the dance, huh?"
Miranda nodded her head, "Yeah, see you at the dance! I have to go to art now!"
"Bye!" Lizzie said and she walked to the parking lot toward her car. To her surprise, Gordo was waiting in the parking lot by her car. He looked nervous. He noticed her and waved and tried to calm down.
"Gordo!" Lizzie said, walking to her car, "What a surprise," then she started to become nervous, "Wait, you aren't canceling tonight, are you?"
Gordo looked at her and became nervous, "NO! I mean, no, why? Do you have to cancel them?"
Lizzie shook her head and laughed lightly, "No, it's just that you seem so nervous right now. You were definitely not this nervous last period. What's up?"
"Nothing," Gordo said, "Um, actually I have a question about tonight."
"Okay," Lizzie said, "Question me."
Gordo looked at the ground, "What. . ." he started but he couldn't seem to get the rest out.
"Yes?" Lizzie waited.
"What time is your curfew?" he sighed. He didn't mean to ask that, but it was what came out. He was too chicken to ask what he really wanted to ask.
"Well," Lizzie started, "Usually, my curfew is eleven, but since this is a special occasion, my parents told me that it was midnight."
"Oh, okay," Gordo thought. "Um, well, that's all I had to ask. I guess I will pick you up at around six-thirty for dinner and then the dance?"
Lizzie nodded her head, "Actually, my mom will probably want pictures of this, and there is no telling how long that will take, so if you want to come earlier, like say, six, that might be better."
Gordo nodded his head, "Okay, six it is. See you then, Lizzie!"
"Bye Gordo!" Lizzie said and Gordo went to his own car while Lizzie got in her own. Instead of driving home, though, Lizzie went to get a manicure and pedicure as well as get her hair styled. She wanted to make the best of the night, and to her, making the best of tonight meant looker her best. This was her last homecoming in high school. She wasn't thinking about herself, though, as much as she was thinking about Gordo. This wasn't only his last homecoming, but it also was his first. She felt like it was her responsibility to show him a good time.
Two hours later, her hair was done and her nails were painted, and she headed home. When she got home, she found that Matt was already there, having some sort of argument with their mom.
"Mom, can't we extend my curfew to midnight like you did with Lizzie?"
"No way!" Jo exclaimed, "You are in your first year of high school. This is Lizzie's senior year."
"But mom! Its so not cool when I have to leave at ten!"
"That's what time the dance ends," Jo said.
"Yeah, that's what the school tells you. However, my sources tell me that the party doesn't even get good until after ten! Can you imagine having to leave the party before it starts? Come on! Its bad enough that I have to be picked up by my parents."
Lizzie smiled as she listened. They didn't know she was home yet, so they didn't know she was listening.
"Matt! If you don't stop it, I will not let you even go to this dance!"
"Well, can I at least ask Lizzie if Gordo could give Melina and I a ride to the dance?"
This was Lizzie's cue to enter. "NO!" She yelled and she walked into the kitchen, where Matt and Jo were sitting, "Matt, Gordo is not going to chauffer for tonight! Melina is your date and Gordo is my date! Lets keep our affairs separate from each other!"
"Oh, come on Lizzie! Its not like you and Gordo are going on a real date! Besides, Melina and I will stay in the backseat and not even talk to you."
Lizzie shook her head fiercely, "No way! Gordo and I are going to eat diner beforehand, anyway."
"So? We'll go to dinner, and get our own table."
"No way! I am not letting you ruin my night, you weasel, and therefore, mom will pick you up and drop you off. Got that?" Lizzie said.
Matt sighed, "Fine, but you'll be sorry."
"Oh, that's mature," Lizzie said.
"Matt if you do anything to ruin Lizzie's night tonight, you will be grounded for life, so don't even think about doing something. In fact, you two stay away from each other, okay? I don't want to hear about you bickering and fighting. Got that?"
"Yeah, sure," Matt said, "Sorry I even asked." Matt put his head on the table.
"Good. By the way, Lizzie, your hair looks really nice. It should go well with your dress.
Lizzie smiled, "Thanks, mom. Now, I have less than two hours before Gordo comes, so I better star getting ready.
Lizzie ran upstairs to get ready for the dance. After doing everything from shaving her legs to putting on her make-up and dress, Lizzie was finally ready. It took her a long time to everything, because she wanted everything to be perfect. She had less than ten minutes to spare before Gordo would arrive, and knowing Gordo, he would probably be early. Lizzie looked at herself in the full-length mirror in her room.
Lizzie had to admit, she was very pleased with her appearance. Her hair was staying up the way it was supposed to do, and she really liked her dress. She bought it during the summer after she saw it at a store in Los Angeles, and had to buy it. It was a soft blue, and really flattered her eyes. She was putting on her shoes when she heard the doorbell ring.
She listened as her parents opened the door and she heard Gordo talking. She waited for someone to call her down, but instead to her surprise, that never happened. In fact, the talking stopped, and a few seconds later, she heard a knock on her bedroom door.
"Come in," she said, thinking it was her mom or dad telling her to come downstairs.
The door opened, and there stood Gordo in his tuxedo. Lizzie had to admit that Gordo looked especially handsome that night.
"Gordo!" She exclaimed, blushing, "I thought you were downstairs!"
"Yeah, well your parents told me you were up here," he said. He looked a little nervous, "Are you ready?" He looked at her, "Wow!" he said, looking her over, "You look beautiful!"
Lizzie blushed, "Thanks Gordo. You don't look too bad yourself."
"Your mom is getting the camera," he said.
Lizzie grabbed her purse and walked to the door, where he was standing, "Well, we don't want to keep them waiting, do we?"
They headed downstairs, where Jo, Sam, and Matt McGuire were all standing, waiting for them. Matt was in a tux, with his arms crossed, like he would rather be somewhere else.
"Wow!" Jo said, "You look so beautiful, Lizzie!"
Lizzie smiled, "Thanks."
Matt stood up, "Can we get this over with already?"
Lizzie looked over at Matt, annoyed, "What are you so hyped up about?"
"Mom wants a picture of you and me dressed up. Ugh, I don't want to be in a picture with you!"
"Matt! Come on! It won't be that bad. It's the only dance you two have to go to together!"
"Unless I get invited to senior prom," Matt pointed out.
"Eww!" Lizzie said, "What senior girl would invite you to prom?"
"Hey!" Matt said, "Anything is possible."
"Kids! Cut it out!" Jo said, "This evening is supposed to be pleasant. All I want is one or two pictures of you, and then Matt can go off and finish getting ready."
After pictures were taken, twenty minutes later, Lizzie and Gordo were off to dinner and then Homecoming.
A/N: Please review! Reviews make me update faster!