Hey it's me again my last story kinda fizzled out and I ran outta ideas so here's a fresh attempt at a new idea. Please tell me if it's worth carrying on and give me any ideas once the ball gets rolling.

I don't own anything to do with Lizzie McGuire or You Wish they all belong to Disney coz trust me I would be too busy making a house out of ice if I had that much money, man that would be cool! (ha literally, I didn't mean it like that!)

Anywayz if you're still with me plz enjoy and review coz I always do!!

Thanx!!! xxxxx

You Wish

Chapter 1: Knocked Up

"I hate her, I hate her!" Lizzie sobbed into Gordo's shoulder as they crashed onto her sofa.

"It'll be okay, everyone will have forgotten it by the morning," he comforted her. Lizzie looked up and frowned in annoyance. "Whatever Gordo!"

"Well done!" Miranda sighed sitting down next to them with three drinks.

"What have I done now?!" he whined.

"If your gonna comfort me, I'd prefer you to say that you'd be there for me rather than a load of stupid lies your parents always say."

"I'm sorry, that's what you get when you're brought up in a world of psychiatry." Gordo paused and Miranda glared at him, "And I'll back you up." He quickly added.

"So do you wanna go to the Digital Bean?" Miranda asked, it was Gordo's turn to glare. "What? Come on Liz, you've gotta face the world sometime, it's better to do it now rather than later!"

"That's easy for you to say," Lizzie yelled, tears building up in her eyes, "I don't see Kate Saunders spreading rumours about you around the school!"

"Exactly. Rumours. That's all they are!" Gordo interrupted.

"You wouldn't say that if everybody thought you were knocked up by Larry Tudgeman!!!" Gordo wanted to mention that that would be quite impossible but by the look on the girls' faces he decided against it, instead he replied,

"Well we know it's not true."

"Oh, if YOU know it's not true then that makes everything better!" Lizzie broke down into even more tears. Gordo and Miranda threw each other a hurt look and stood up to leave.

"We'll leave you then," Miranda snarled. Gordo felt that he shouldn't leave but kissed Lizzie on the forehead and followed after Miranda.

Lizzie curled up on the sofa crying, her tears drained energy from her body and as they rolled down her damp face she found herself feeling extremely tired. She pictured all the faces at school, people making remarks and pointing to her "pregnant" belly.

"Why does Kate have to be so nasty?" she asked out loud, "I wish she was never popular." The last of Lizzie's energy was used on these words and she fell into a deep sleep.

Lizzie's mind quickly filled with images of her, some she didn't recognise and others she knew well. The images soon changed to memories, her first date with Gordo, her trip to Rome, her first kiss, they started to reverse until they stopped on one in particular.

She was around 12 years old, it was back when the three amigos were four. She, Miranda, Gordo and Kate were sat in Miranda's porch, all clutching a large envelope. Lizzie knew what was going to happen, they would open their letters, which would tell them that Kate was going to camp where everything would change, where Kate would develop, become popular and leaving them behind. The 12 year olds opened their letters, Lizzie tore open the envelope, she paused and glanced up at Miranda and Gordo who both had an extreme look of disappointment on their faces. Before Lizzie had chance to look at her own letter a strange lifting feeling filled her body, everything blurred and then her mind fell blank.

Something stirring beneath her woke Lizzie from her dream. She opened her eyes and felt comforted by Gordo.

"Hey Liz-ay, are you awake? 'Coz I really need to pee!" said a voice, a voive which she recognised but wasn't Gordo. Lizzie sat up to see who it belonged to and tried not to scream.