Fast Times at Hillridge High
Hey! This is the fic about Parker and the rest of the gang, in alternating POV's. The title is 'Fast Times at Hillridge High' taken from the movie titled 'Fast Times at Ridgemont High.' I only saw like two minutes of that movie, but I needed a title and this was the first one to pop up in my mind. And Fast Times at Ridgemont high was (quote) teen comedy, sex, stoners, sensitivity and satire. (unquote) all of which this story has/will have. wo0t wo0t!
Anyways, this story is going to be humor/drama/romance, but I'm only going to classify it as humor/drama so people will read it, instead of thinking it's an incredibly sad story.
It will be sad, just not throughout the whole thing.. only in some places. The story will be in alternating POV's, and it will center around three main problems, I think. One of which includes Parker.
I bet this story is going to end up like my other one 'Dancing on the Moon'. An incredibly great story(in my opinion) and get almost zero reviews. Ah well.
The couples will probably be within the show's normal characters, with a few new character introduced.
In this story, they're in ninth grade, and everything that happened, happened. Even the Lizzie movie. And I'm not sure what courses they take in high school, so I'll just give them middle school names.
On wit zee show, eh?
This chapter is in Lizzie's POV
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LIZZIE'S POV
I watched Gordo as he sat down. He looks really good today. Not that he doesn't always! I convinced him not to cut his hair, even though Katezilla made an evil comment about it next week. I reminded him Kate's the same one who said that we couldn't go out together because he was shorter than me. Like I care!
Anyways, I really convinced him when I told him I like his hair big, so I can run my fingers through it. Which I happen to enjoy more than he knows.
Anyways, Kate is the reason we're together.. sort of. Her and Paolo, but that's a whole different story. One that I don't want to think about.
"So what are we doing after school, Claire-bo?" Miranda said, talking to Claire. I still can't believe Claire became friends with us. It happened last summer, when we were in Italy. She had been one of the people who helped save me from Paolo. God I hate him. I don't even want to think about that loser.
Anyways, being the naturally nosy person that I am, I jumped right into their conversation.
"Beach! Beach! Beach! This is the absolutely perfect time to go to the beach!!" I insisted.
"Sounds good!" Miranda said.
"But you know what that means.." Claire said, excited.
"Bathing suit shopping!" Gordo squealed in a high-pitched voice, clapping his hand together in mock-excitement.
"Stop mocking me!" I said. "If you'd like, you can come with us and help me try some on."
"Yeahh.." he said, smirking.
Sometimes I forget Gordo is a guy, and that he thinks guy things. I personally don't know EXACTLY what they think, but I know their thoughts include girls, sex, video games, and more.
And since I'm his girlfriend, the 'girls' and 'sex' thoughts must be about me. I don't even want to know about the 'and more'.
"Never mind," I said, grinning as I leaned in to kiss him. "You are uninvited. I'm not sure exactly what you were thinking about when you said 'yeah' with that nasty little grin on your face, but I don't wanna know."
"Be careful," he said after we finished kissing. "Not that I didn't enjoy that and all, but Hawk-Eye Hannon is on lunch duty today. Remember what happened last time she caught us kissing?"
"Don't remind me!" I said, shutting my eyes at the memory. Hawk-Eye Hannon was our Social Studies teacher. She saw anything and everything, and she loved to embarrass people. Last September, she caught Gordo and me kissing, and she actually made me regret kissing him, which was a first.
He had told me we could go to the new Queen Latifah movie, so I was jumping up and down with joy, and I kissed him, because I really wanted to see that movie. And it wasn't any kiss, it was a French kiss. I told you, I was really happy! And old Hawk-Eye saw, of course, and announced it to the lunchroom. Kate made a joke about Gordo having something down his throat and me going to get it for him with my tongue. The whole lunch area exploded with laughter, and the jokes we got about it didn't stop until a whole two weeks later. And there's still the occasion wisecrack of people asking Gordo if I ever got it out.
"Enough with the mushiness!" Claire said, cutting into my thoughts.
"We don't complain when you're kissing Ethan!" I said.
"Yeah!" Miranda piped up.
"Uh, Miranda, you can't be talking! We don't complain when you're kissing your guy of the moment!" Claire said. "And anyways, Ethan and I are a thing of the past!"
"You're making it sound like I'm a ho or something!" Miranda said, shocked.
"That's not what she means." Gordo explained. "What she means is, whatever boy you have trailing you around, we don't complain."
"Yeah," Claire said. "You're the only one who has guys falling all over themselves to get with you."
Miranda began singing the 'Friends' theme song, and although she was a great singer, we cut her off quickly.
"I'll be there for you! If yo-" Miranda began. Man, I wish I could sing as well as she can!
"Please Miranda!" Claire said with a look of despair. "That song is so old, and it's so annoying!"
"Yeah!" I added. "I never liked that song anyways. Or the show, for that matter."
"But it's about friendships!"
"Miranda, we don't need to sing songs about friendships to have one." Gordo said in a matter of fact voice.
"Oh Gordo.." I said, brushing a lock of his hair out of his eyes. "You are just too cute!"
Miranda and Claire rolled their eyes, thinking I couldn't see them.
"I saw that!" I said sharply, and then burst into giggles. Pretty soon Miranda and Claire joined in, and this time it was Gordo who was rolling his eyes.
"Hey guys." Miranda said in a quiet, suddenly mysterious voice. "There's Parker."
I looked up to see Parker in the doorway, about to walk outside. She seemed to be trying to find the Tea Pots. Well, they're not really called the Tea Pots, but they do drugs and all, and so everyone refers to them as the Tea Pots. And whenever they're gonna skip school to go smoke whatever, I notice they start talking about having a 'tea party'. If I remember my 7th grade health class correctly, tea is a slang word for marijuana.
"Let's invite her over." Gordo whispered to us. "It's the least we can do. Last year when Claire and I saved you from Paolo when he was-"
"Please Gordo," I whispered urgently, pleading. "No, I'm not ready to talk about what happened in Italy."
No one talked about what had happened in Italy, or at least not in my presence. Even Kate avoided talking about it, unless she was ultra mad at me, and she had only brought it up once, and not talking about it was the absolute nicest thing she'd ever done for me. Just thinking about Italy and what happened with Paolo makes my head spin, and I start to feel sick, like I'm going to throw up.
"Okay," Gordo whispers with concern in his eyes. "Anyways, why don't we invite her over? Be her friends. She was our friends until last summer, when everything went wrong."
Ah, cute, smart, caring Gordo. Always trying to help people, and be nice. That's why I love him. I haven't told him that yet, and he hasn't told me either. I'm afraid if I tell him, he'll get freaked out. Although we've known each other all of our lives, or my life at least, it's a bit too soon to say I love you. Although I love him, and I know he loves me, but that's only for sure in the friendship way. I love him in a romantic way, but what if he doesn't love me like that?
"Yeah Gordo. Sounds like a great idea." I whisper, squeezing his hand.
Miranda, always the loud, outgoing one of the group, takes it upon herself to call Parker over.
"Yo Parker!" she shouts over the loud voices, and waving her arms. "Over here!!"
I wish I could be more like Miranda sometimes. Loud and outgoing. I think the only thing I have like that is that I'm loud, and I'm only outgoing sometimes. I've become less outgoing since what happened with Paolo last summer.
"Hey guys!" Parker says excitedly as she sits on the other side of Gordo. That's weird, because there's virtually no space on that side left since it's the edge of the bench, and there's and empty space beside Claire. Parker sitting there forces me to scoot over.
Claire and Miranda are talking about the beach, and I would be too, but Gordo starts talking to me about Frank Sinatra, and although I'm listening for the first two minutes, I get caught up looking in his eyes. I kiss him in the middle of him saying 'and the Rat Pack, man they were the greates-'.
Ah, to be young and in love.
"Miss McGuire, Mr. Gordon!" Old Hawk-Eyes squawks from across the courtyard. "You should be ashamed of yourselves!"
Gordo and I pull away from each other as the Hawk makes her way across the courtyard, making a beeline for our table.
Ah, to be young and in love with an evil Hawk watching your every move.
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Did you like it? Did you hate it? Either way, review!
If you have any title change suggestions, email me at millaa_matisse@yahoo.com or post it in a review.
I know it's not mentioned exactly what happened with Paolo last summer, but it will be revealed in later chapters (if I get reviews, that is). And although why Kate and Claire aren't friends anymore, and why Claire is friends with the three amigos is a bit blurry, that will also come out later. And why Parker is a druggie will also come out, though much later.
Also, I've completely made this whole thing up. I don't know what happens with Paolo in the Lizzie movie. The bad thing with Paolo is something I made up all by myself. (Mommy wow! I'm a big girl now!) - - A little reference to a pamper commercial! : P
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hey! This is the fic about Parker and the rest of the gang, in alternating POV's. The title is 'Fast Times at Hillridge High' taken from the movie titled 'Fast Times at Ridgemont High.' I only saw like two minutes of that movie, but I needed a title and this was the first one to pop up in my mind. And Fast Times at Ridgemont high was (quote) teen comedy, sex, stoners, sensitivity and satire. (unquote) all of which this story has/will have. wo0t wo0t!
Anyways, this story is going to be humor/drama/romance, but I'm only going to classify it as humor/drama so people will read it, instead of thinking it's an incredibly sad story.
It will be sad, just not throughout the whole thing.. only in some places. The story will be in alternating POV's, and it will center around three main problems, I think. One of which includes Parker.
I bet this story is going to end up like my other one 'Dancing on the Moon'. An incredibly great story(in my opinion) and get almost zero reviews. Ah well.
The couples will probably be within the show's normal characters, with a few new character introduced.
In this story, they're in ninth grade, and everything that happened, happened. Even the Lizzie movie. And I'm not sure what courses they take in high school, so I'll just give them middle school names.
On wit zee show, eh?
This chapter is in Lizzie's POV
***
LIZZIE'S POV
I watched Gordo as he sat down. He looks really good today. Not that he doesn't always! I convinced him not to cut his hair, even though Katezilla made an evil comment about it next week. I reminded him Kate's the same one who said that we couldn't go out together because he was shorter than me. Like I care!
Anyways, I really convinced him when I told him I like his hair big, so I can run my fingers through it. Which I happen to enjoy more than he knows.
Anyways, Kate is the reason we're together.. sort of. Her and Paolo, but that's a whole different story. One that I don't want to think about.
"So what are we doing after school, Claire-bo?" Miranda said, talking to Claire. I still can't believe Claire became friends with us. It happened last summer, when we were in Italy. She had been one of the people who helped save me from Paolo. God I hate him. I don't even want to think about that loser.
Anyways, being the naturally nosy person that I am, I jumped right into their conversation.
"Beach! Beach! Beach! This is the absolutely perfect time to go to the beach!!" I insisted.
"Sounds good!" Miranda said.
"But you know what that means.." Claire said, excited.
"Bathing suit shopping!" Gordo squealed in a high-pitched voice, clapping his hand together in mock-excitement.
"Stop mocking me!" I said. "If you'd like, you can come with us and help me try some on."
"Yeahh.." he said, smirking.
Sometimes I forget Gordo is a guy, and that he thinks guy things. I personally don't know EXACTLY what they think, but I know their thoughts include girls, sex, video games, and more.
And since I'm his girlfriend, the 'girls' and 'sex' thoughts must be about me. I don't even want to know about the 'and more'.
"Never mind," I said, grinning as I leaned in to kiss him. "You are uninvited. I'm not sure exactly what you were thinking about when you said 'yeah' with that nasty little grin on your face, but I don't wanna know."
"Be careful," he said after we finished kissing. "Not that I didn't enjoy that and all, but Hawk-Eye Hannon is on lunch duty today. Remember what happened last time she caught us kissing?"
"Don't remind me!" I said, shutting my eyes at the memory. Hawk-Eye Hannon was our Social Studies teacher. She saw anything and everything, and she loved to embarrass people. Last September, she caught Gordo and me kissing, and she actually made me regret kissing him, which was a first.
He had told me we could go to the new Queen Latifah movie, so I was jumping up and down with joy, and I kissed him, because I really wanted to see that movie. And it wasn't any kiss, it was a French kiss. I told you, I was really happy! And old Hawk-Eye saw, of course, and announced it to the lunchroom. Kate made a joke about Gordo having something down his throat and me going to get it for him with my tongue. The whole lunch area exploded with laughter, and the jokes we got about it didn't stop until a whole two weeks later. And there's still the occasion wisecrack of people asking Gordo if I ever got it out.
"Enough with the mushiness!" Claire said, cutting into my thoughts.
"We don't complain when you're kissing Ethan!" I said.
"Yeah!" Miranda piped up.
"Uh, Miranda, you can't be talking! We don't complain when you're kissing your guy of the moment!" Claire said. "And anyways, Ethan and I are a thing of the past!"
"You're making it sound like I'm a ho or something!" Miranda said, shocked.
"That's not what she means." Gordo explained. "What she means is, whatever boy you have trailing you around, we don't complain."
"Yeah," Claire said. "You're the only one who has guys falling all over themselves to get with you."
Miranda began singing the 'Friends' theme song, and although she was a great singer, we cut her off quickly.
"I'll be there for you! If yo-" Miranda began. Man, I wish I could sing as well as she can!
"Please Miranda!" Claire said with a look of despair. "That song is so old, and it's so annoying!"
"Yeah!" I added. "I never liked that song anyways. Or the show, for that matter."
"But it's about friendships!"
"Miranda, we don't need to sing songs about friendships to have one." Gordo said in a matter of fact voice.
"Oh Gordo.." I said, brushing a lock of his hair out of his eyes. "You are just too cute!"
Miranda and Claire rolled their eyes, thinking I couldn't see them.
"I saw that!" I said sharply, and then burst into giggles. Pretty soon Miranda and Claire joined in, and this time it was Gordo who was rolling his eyes.
"Hey guys." Miranda said in a quiet, suddenly mysterious voice. "There's Parker."
I looked up to see Parker in the doorway, about to walk outside. She seemed to be trying to find the Tea Pots. Well, they're not really called the Tea Pots, but they do drugs and all, and so everyone refers to them as the Tea Pots. And whenever they're gonna skip school to go smoke whatever, I notice they start talking about having a 'tea party'. If I remember my 7th grade health class correctly, tea is a slang word for marijuana.
"Let's invite her over." Gordo whispered to us. "It's the least we can do. Last year when Claire and I saved you from Paolo when he was-"
"Please Gordo," I whispered urgently, pleading. "No, I'm not ready to talk about what happened in Italy."
No one talked about what had happened in Italy, or at least not in my presence. Even Kate avoided talking about it, unless she was ultra mad at me, and she had only brought it up once, and not talking about it was the absolute nicest thing she'd ever done for me. Just thinking about Italy and what happened with Paolo makes my head spin, and I start to feel sick, like I'm going to throw up.
"Okay," Gordo whispers with concern in his eyes. "Anyways, why don't we invite her over? Be her friends. She was our friends until last summer, when everything went wrong."
Ah, cute, smart, caring Gordo. Always trying to help people, and be nice. That's why I love him. I haven't told him that yet, and he hasn't told me either. I'm afraid if I tell him, he'll get freaked out. Although we've known each other all of our lives, or my life at least, it's a bit too soon to say I love you. Although I love him, and I know he loves me, but that's only for sure in the friendship way. I love him in a romantic way, but what if he doesn't love me like that?
"Yeah Gordo. Sounds like a great idea." I whisper, squeezing his hand.
Miranda, always the loud, outgoing one of the group, takes it upon herself to call Parker over.
"Yo Parker!" she shouts over the loud voices, and waving her arms. "Over here!!"
I wish I could be more like Miranda sometimes. Loud and outgoing. I think the only thing I have like that is that I'm loud, and I'm only outgoing sometimes. I've become less outgoing since what happened with Paolo last summer.
"Hey guys!" Parker says excitedly as she sits on the other side of Gordo. That's weird, because there's virtually no space on that side left since it's the edge of the bench, and there's and empty space beside Claire. Parker sitting there forces me to scoot over.
Claire and Miranda are talking about the beach, and I would be too, but Gordo starts talking to me about Frank Sinatra, and although I'm listening for the first two minutes, I get caught up looking in his eyes. I kiss him in the middle of him saying 'and the Rat Pack, man they were the greates-'.
Ah, to be young and in love.
"Miss McGuire, Mr. Gordon!" Old Hawk-Eyes squawks from across the courtyard. "You should be ashamed of yourselves!"
Gordo and I pull away from each other as the Hawk makes her way across the courtyard, making a beeline for our table.
Ah, to be young and in love with an evil Hawk watching your every move.
***
Did you like it? Did you hate it? Either way, review!
If you have any title change suggestions, email me at millaa_matisse@yahoo.com or post it in a review.
I know it's not mentioned exactly what happened with Paolo last summer, but it will be revealed in later chapters (if I get reviews, that is). And although why Kate and Claire aren't friends anymore, and why Claire is friends with the three amigos is a bit blurry, that will also come out later. And why Parker is a druggie will also come out, though much later.
Also, I've completely made this whole thing up. I don't know what happens with Paolo in the Lizzie movie. The bad thing with Paolo is something I made up all by myself. (Mommy wow! I'm a big girl now!) - - A little reference to a pamper commercial! : P
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!