DigiChat

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Thank you, everyone who had an idea who the 'forbidden lovers' were but did not tell.

hiddenwriter: sorry if you think the plot jumps around too much and doesn't make sense. A reason why it doesn't always make sense is because, for example, the Samantha and Bob thing. I couldn't make them say too much because then everyone would know who they were before I posted the chapter to reveal who they were. And I didn't want to post these little bitty chapters by themselves, because it would make no sense for me to. And it should be less confusing, now that the Samantha and Bob mystery will be taken out of the plot.

Everyone who gave me good reviews: I'm glad you like the story! Should I continue until Britt's baby is born? Email me or post what you think!

Everyone, PLEASE email at milla_matisse@yahoo.com and tell me who you thought were going to be the 'forbidden lovers'. I guess a lot of people thought it would be Mrs. Tillies and someone else, since really, who else would it be? : )

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"The picture of us is pretty good," Lizzie said, delighted. "I am sooo glad I didn't have anything caught between my teeth!"

"Yes you did! Look closer!" Miranda said.

"Where? Where?!" Lizzie asked frantically.

"Liz!" Britt said, laughing. "Calm down, chick! She was just joking!"

"Oh. okay." Lizzie said, embarrassed about the way she overreacted.

"Pass me the newspaper!" Gordo said.

Britt handed him the newspaper, the one with them in it. LOCAL TEENS WITNESS ACT OF SCANDAL. Lizzie, Gordo, Miranda, and Britt had all been interviewed. By whom? By a few of the hundreds of reporters that came to the school about 10 minutes after the police had arrived. Now, the four of them were like mini-celebrities, because they had caught their math teacher and their principal, or rather, now, ex-math teacher and ex-principal, making out. They got interviewed what seemed like a hundred times, and now, there they were. In the newspaper, their pictures there and everything.

"They make it sound like we saw some sort of political scandal, like Watergate." Gordo commented. Then he reread the article again.
LOCAL TEENS WITNESS ACT OF SCANDAL
Hillridge, California- Yesterday, Elizabeth 'Lizzie' McGuire, Miranda Sanchez, David 'Gordo' Gordon, and Brittany 'Britt' Lavin, all 14 years old, all witnessed something that most people think their children would never see in school. They were all in the office of Hillridge High School for various reasons, and they walked in on their teachers committing an act of a few notches less than adultery. Principal Robert Smith, 47, and math teacher Samantha Tillies, 29, were engaged in what could only be described as unlawful activity. The four teens, all best friends, were sent into a state of shock when they discovered their teachers. 'I though the teachers were role models, someone we were supposed to look up too. They give me all this s**t about being a pregnant teenager, and I come in the principal office and find him rocking the boat with my math teacher!' Britt Lavin said, who is expecting a baby. 'You see new things everyday. This was something new.' 'Gordo' Gordon commented. 'Mrs. Tillies was a good math teacher, although she was never there. I hope she doesn't get in too much trouble.' Lizzie McGuire, who is 'Gordo's' girlfriend added. 'This is really cool. It sounds sort of like something that would happen in a movie!' Miranda Sanchez said, who apparent likes drama and the performing arts.

-Peter Rotillio, The Hillridge Hornet
"Hey! They said Lizzie was your girlfriend!" Britt said to Gordo, causing him to blush.

"It must've been a misprint. People always like to assume that when you hang around someone of the opposite sex, you're going out" he said, still blushing.

"Yeah," Lizzie said, considerably red herself. "That must be it. Anyways, could I have sounded any stupider in my quote? 'Mrs. Tillies was a good math teacher, although she was never there. I hope she doesn't get in too much trouble.' I'm such a dork!"

"Did you hear mine?" Miranda exclaimed. "It sounds like a movie!" she said in a silly voice.

"Lizzie, I need to talk to you." Clift said.

"Sure, Clifty!" she said, and bounced up to join him.

They walked over to an empty table, and sat down. She saw how mad he looked.

"Clift, are you okay?" she said, worried.

"What's up with you and Gordo, huh?" he shouted, which got them weird looks from people walking by.

"Be a little bit quieter, please! And what do you mean, about Gordo?"

"You know what I mean! The way he looks at you, the way you look at him! And the newspaper, they said you two were going out!"

"First of all, Clift," she said, emphasizing his name. " I look at Gordo with my eyes, same way as I look at everyone else, and the same way as everyone looks at everyone! And secondly, the newspaper reporter obviously made a mistake, I go out with you, NOT Gordo!"

"Are you sure I'm the only one you're going out with?"

"Who else would I go out with Clift? What do you think I am, a slut?!" she screamed

"No, it's just, I want to make sure I'm the only one you're going out with!"

"Actually, Clift Jenkins, I don't go out with anyone at all now," She said angrily, her voice rising. "Because we are THROUGH!"

"But Lizzie, why?" he said, trying to be sweet now. But it was too late. Lizzie had already made up her mind.

"Because all good relationships are based on TRUST!" she shouted. "And as you can see, this relationship has NONE of that!!!"

"Fine, Lizzie. You be like that!" and he stormed away from the table.

And then the tears came.

Across the cafeteria, Britt ran to the bathroom to throw up. She'd been doing this a lot lately. She threw up all the time, especially whenever she saw food.

Gordo, who had been nonchalantly watching Lizzie and Clift ever since she started screaming about whether Clift thought she was a slut. He saw Clift walk away angrily, and Lizzie began to cry. Him, being a good friend, went over to talk to her. He was usually the one to do this. He had done it after she broke up with Ronnie, and he was doing it now with Clift.

"Hey, Liz." Gordo said quietly.

"We broke up." she whispered.

"He dumped you?" Gordo asked.

"No, I dumped him." She said, as if she still couldn't believe it herself.

"Wow. Er, I mean, sorry Lizzie. But what happened? Why did he call you a slut?"

"How did you know?" she said, looking at him suspiciously.

"Hey, I wasn't being nosy! I was just, 'naturally curious'," he quickly defended himself. "Plus, you were screaming pretty loudly."

"Oops." She said, suddenly embarrassed.

"So, uh, why did y'all break up?" he asked, hoping she wouldn't get mad.

She thought for a second, and then she carefully answered.

"Lack of trust" she said. And then a fresh batch of tears came.

"It's okay Lizzie." he whispered. He knew that nothing he could say would make he feel much better so he just hugged her and let her cry into his shoulder until the bell rang.

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Miranda, Lizzie, Gordo, and Britt were headed to the Digital Bean after school. As they walked, Lizzie thought about what a good friend Gordo was, and she wondered about why, when the bell rang, and she looked into his eyes, she suddenly felt funny. 'It was probably,' she told herself. 'hunger. After all, you didn't finish all of your lunch. Yep, it was hunger. NOTHING else.'

"I am soo hungry!" Britt said.

"But every time you see food, you food, you throw up." Gordo said, confused.

"I know!" Britt said in frustration.

Laughing, Lizzie, Miranda, and Britt linked arms. Miranda started singing 'Survivor' by Destiny's Child, and soon the other two joined in, singing at the top of their lungs. Gordo stood a considerable amount away from them, and was filming them.

"This," he shouted over their singing. "Is what I'm going to show you in 10 years! SO you can see you silly y'all were in 9th grade."

"Whatever, Gordo!" Britt yelled, and then she went back to singing.

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When will Britt be able to eat without throwing up? What will happen the next day in gym with Clift? Will they still know each other in 10 years? FIND OUT ALL THIS AND MORE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER OF (dun-de-dum) DigiChat!