New, new, new, new « Thread Started on Jul 21, 2006, 4:01pm »
New was the most commonly used word of the day. Liz was begining to get tired of it. New school, new house, new jobs, new friends, new town, new... Yeah, you get the point. But one of the things that really struck Liz was that she had to get a new music teacher. New music teacher? Someone to replace Dr. Varnsworth? Impossible, really impossible. Friends wasn't a problem, Liz could live easily without them, but with them she could be queen. Kind though. Liz was cool with the whole moving thing, really. Just, moving away from her music teacher was hard. They were best friends, and he helped her understand her brothers problem: he had to keep the fact that her was gay all to himself. It worked out that her music teacher was also secretly gay.
"Andy, you got your luggage?" called an older woman in around her 40's. "Yeah mom, you got yours, Lizzie?" asked Andrew Jr., a tallish boy with shaggy blonde hair and a 15 year olds attitude. "Yep. Lets go meet Dad at the house. He got someone to decorate it, right?" Asked Liz. She was looking forward to this. Another new: new impressions. Start overs almost. It rocked to be able to pretend to be something you weren't, even though Liz was normally honest with her first impressions. "Yes he did Elizabeth. Let's get a move on before we miss our cab," shouted Liz'z mom.