"What?" Lizzie asked, totally confused.
"Why is y... your hair black?" Gordo spluttered.
Lizzie fingered her hair. "Is this some kind of practical joke? If it is, then it's not funny. " Her voice turning icy.
"Look in the mirror." Gordo added, calming down. 'She looks even hotter now as a brunette.' Gordo smiled to himself as a scream erupted from the bathroom.
"AAHH!!" Lizzie screamed hysterically. "My hair! My hair!"
"Lizzie, baby. It's okay. You look beautiful." Gordo said soothingly, as he hugged her. He looked down to find Lizzie, his Lizzie, with tears streaming down her face. His heart immediately broke into a thousand pieces on seeing Lizzie like this. "It's okay. I like you like that. Nothing or anyone can change my everlasting love for you." Gordo said, hugging her even tighter.
"Are you crazy? I love this! I cried because I couldn't believe what happened. Mom wouldn't let me dye my hair. So now I have a reason." Lizzie squealed triumphantly, planting her lips on Gordo's.
"Elizabeth Brooke McGuire! Come down right now young lady! Before I come up!" Mrs McGuire yelled.
"Uh-oh. I don't like it when she calls me my full name. How will I explain this to my mother? Gordo! Will you quit looking at my hair?" Lizzie growled and added to her mom. "COMING!" She thundered.
"Okay. One word of advice, stay calm and act natural." Gordo replied, not taking his eyes off Lizzie at all. He was practically drooling.
Lizzie opened the door and dragged Gordo along, who was still acting like a zombie.
Down in the kitchen, Matt studied his masterpiece with surprise. Mr and Mrs McGuire gasped upon seeing Lizzie posed as Isabella.
"ELIZABETH BROOKE MCGUIRE! What have you done to your hair? You look ridiculous!" Mrs McGuire exploded at her daughter.
"Aw...man. I told the storeowner green! And he duped me for black? I'm going to get even!" Matt complained, pulling up his sleeves and prepared to slink out of the door.
"Stay there, young man! Matthew McGuire, what has your sister done to you that you tried to get even?" Mrs McGuire asked, her tone cold.
"Mom, Mom! Shush. I like this look!" Lizzie said happily. She bent down and gave Matt a big sisterly hug and kiss. "Thanks Matt."
"Yuck. My sister just kissed me! AHH!" Matt screamed, wiping Lizzie's kiss away.
"Dear, you have to admit. Our Lizzie looks awesome!" Mr McGuire admitted, sipping his hot coffee.
"Hmmph! Fine." Mrs McGuire went off in a huff. Once in the hall, she motioned for her daughter to come. "Sweetie, how did you do that?" Mrs McGuire excitedly enquired.
Lizzie laughed, pounded up to her room and got the bottle of 'shampoo' for her mom.
"Try it. It works wonders..." Lizzie answered mysteriously, tossing the bottle to her mother. "Come on Gordo. Let's get going to school." She added, grabbing her backpack and her car keys, Gordo following her.
Nice?
"Why is y... your hair black?" Gordo spluttered.
Lizzie fingered her hair. "Is this some kind of practical joke? If it is, then it's not funny. " Her voice turning icy.
"Look in the mirror." Gordo added, calming down. 'She looks even hotter now as a brunette.' Gordo smiled to himself as a scream erupted from the bathroom.
"AAHH!!" Lizzie screamed hysterically. "My hair! My hair!"
"Lizzie, baby. It's okay. You look beautiful." Gordo said soothingly, as he hugged her. He looked down to find Lizzie, his Lizzie, with tears streaming down her face. His heart immediately broke into a thousand pieces on seeing Lizzie like this. "It's okay. I like you like that. Nothing or anyone can change my everlasting love for you." Gordo said, hugging her even tighter.
"Are you crazy? I love this! I cried because I couldn't believe what happened. Mom wouldn't let me dye my hair. So now I have a reason." Lizzie squealed triumphantly, planting her lips on Gordo's.
"Elizabeth Brooke McGuire! Come down right now young lady! Before I come up!" Mrs McGuire yelled.
"Uh-oh. I don't like it when she calls me my full name. How will I explain this to my mother? Gordo! Will you quit looking at my hair?" Lizzie growled and added to her mom. "COMING!" She thundered.
"Okay. One word of advice, stay calm and act natural." Gordo replied, not taking his eyes off Lizzie at all. He was practically drooling.
Lizzie opened the door and dragged Gordo along, who was still acting like a zombie.
Down in the kitchen, Matt studied his masterpiece with surprise. Mr and Mrs McGuire gasped upon seeing Lizzie posed as Isabella.
"ELIZABETH BROOKE MCGUIRE! What have you done to your hair? You look ridiculous!" Mrs McGuire exploded at her daughter.
"Aw...man. I told the storeowner green! And he duped me for black? I'm going to get even!" Matt complained, pulling up his sleeves and prepared to slink out of the door.
"Stay there, young man! Matthew McGuire, what has your sister done to you that you tried to get even?" Mrs McGuire asked, her tone cold.
"Mom, Mom! Shush. I like this look!" Lizzie said happily. She bent down and gave Matt a big sisterly hug and kiss. "Thanks Matt."
"Yuck. My sister just kissed me! AHH!" Matt screamed, wiping Lizzie's kiss away.
"Dear, you have to admit. Our Lizzie looks awesome!" Mr McGuire admitted, sipping his hot coffee.
"Hmmph! Fine." Mrs McGuire went off in a huff. Once in the hall, she motioned for her daughter to come. "Sweetie, how did you do that?" Mrs McGuire excitedly enquired.
Lizzie laughed, pounded up to her room and got the bottle of 'shampoo' for her mom.
"Try it. It works wonders..." Lizzie answered mysteriously, tossing the bottle to her mother. "Come on Gordo. Let's get going to school." She added, grabbing her backpack and her car keys, Gordo following her.
Nice?