DigiChat
Disclaimer: I own Disney and Lizzie McGuire. But instead of writing for my hit tv show, I'm writing on a fan fiction site. Not. I'm lying, if y'all didn't know.
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Lizzie slammed her locker shut.
"Clift Jenkins! WHO is Clift Jenkins?! He is probably some skinny, geeky dork who breathes loudly and talks to himself!"
"Whoa Lizzie" Miranda said. "Calm down! He cannot be that bad!"
"Yes, he can, knowing my luck! Who did you get for a partner, anyways?"
"Um, well."
"Miranda, spill!"
"EthanCraftismypartnerbutyouknowCliftcantbetoobad!!!!"
"Miranda! You get Ethan! I get Cleft Jenkers!"
"His name is Clift Jenkins!"
"Who cares! Let's go to lunch. I don't want to talk about this anymore!"
*** "Hey guys," Gordo said as he sat down with his tray. "Does anyone know what this. this stuff is for lunch?"
"Green slop with little orange dots in it..," Miranda said.
Lizzie laughed and said "Sounds a lot like throw up!"
"Eew! Gross!"
Gordo rolled his eyes and said "Girls"
"Miranda," Lizzie said. "Why didn't you call me yesterday after school?"
"I um, well, I had to, work on a project!"
"Miranda, you're in all my classes except drama and Exploring Business!"
"It's, uh for, Exploring business!"
"Gordo!" Lizzie said. Why didn't you call me?!"
I had to do, er, stuff." Gordo replied. "And don't forget, you didn't call us either. What were you doing?"
"That's really none of you business! And actually I was on this really cool cha-"
The bell rang and interrupted Lizzie. They all ran to their next class, because they couldn't be late unless they wanted detention.
Lizzie sighed and trudged off to gym. Oh well, she thought. Here comes Clift Jenkins and ballroom dancing.
Disclaimer: I own Disney and Lizzie McGuire. But instead of writing for my hit tv show, I'm writing on a fan fiction site. Not. I'm lying, if y'all didn't know.
***
Lizzie slammed her locker shut.
"Clift Jenkins! WHO is Clift Jenkins?! He is probably some skinny, geeky dork who breathes loudly and talks to himself!"
"Whoa Lizzie" Miranda said. "Calm down! He cannot be that bad!"
"Yes, he can, knowing my luck! Who did you get for a partner, anyways?"
"Um, well."
"Miranda, spill!"
"EthanCraftismypartnerbutyouknowCliftcantbetoobad!!!!"
"Miranda! You get Ethan! I get Cleft Jenkers!"
"His name is Clift Jenkins!"
"Who cares! Let's go to lunch. I don't want to talk about this anymore!"
*** "Hey guys," Gordo said as he sat down with his tray. "Does anyone know what this. this stuff is for lunch?"
"Green slop with little orange dots in it..," Miranda said.
Lizzie laughed and said "Sounds a lot like throw up!"
"Eew! Gross!"
Gordo rolled his eyes and said "Girls"
"Miranda," Lizzie said. "Why didn't you call me yesterday after school?"
"I um, well, I had to, work on a project!"
"Miranda, you're in all my classes except drama and Exploring Business!"
"It's, uh for, Exploring business!"
"Gordo!" Lizzie said. Why didn't you call me?!"
I had to do, er, stuff." Gordo replied. "And don't forget, you didn't call us either. What were you doing?"
"That's really none of you business! And actually I was on this really cool cha-"
The bell rang and interrupted Lizzie. They all ran to their next class, because they couldn't be late unless they wanted detention.
Lizzie sighed and trudged off to gym. Oh well, she thought. Here comes Clift Jenkins and ballroom dancing.