Fan Fiction ❯ Best of Friends ❯ "Leave the li Sheila alone!" ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Pyro_Kitty 
Desiree and Izzy meet for the fisrt time
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.29.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 971 | Visits: 168 | Status: Completed
Desiree and Izzy meet for the fisrt time
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.29.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 971 | Visits: 168 | Status: Completed
Chapter 3- Leave the lil Sheila alone
Desiree had been in the classroom all day coloring. The two kids that she had met left to the kids they already knew leaving her alone. She had moved around to a different section of the room and tried to talk to others, but it wasn’t working. She wasn’t making any friends that day.
Recess soon came and she walked out of the door after all the others did. She didn’t know where to go, so she wandered over into the larger playground. The second graders had come out not long after she sat down on one of the swings and started swinging her feet back and forth slowly. She looked up suddenly seeing a shadow approach her.
“What are you doin’ over here?” the ‘leader’ of the group asked.
“Ah’m..” she started but was cut off.
“Why don’t you go back with the other babies”
“Ah ain’t no baby” she snaps suddenly surprising the boy for just a second. One of the other boys walked around and shoved her off of the swing causing her to fall to her knees. Her sunglasses fell off onto the ground and her eyes immediately shut. “Go away ah not do nothing!” she exclaimed. “Jus’ leave meh alone”
“Ya scared ain’t ya” a third boy said.
“Non!” she exclaimed and stood up, her eyes still shut tightly. The boy looked down at the sunglasses and then stepped on them. Desiree heard the crunch. “Non!” she says “Ah need those” she tells them almost in tears. She was shoved again from behind and went back onto her knee’s scraping them against the wood that surrounded the swing set . He eyes opened and she looked down at the scrapes with tears in her eyes. Then she looked up angrily. “Dat wasn’ very nice!” she exclaims and stands up pushing the older boy as hard as she could. The three surrounded her
“You’re a mutie” one said as he saw her eyes.
“Mama said ya weren’t allowed in our school!” another exclaimed.
“Why don’t you get out of here”
“Leave meh alone” Desi cried.
“Ah think we hurt the lil muties feelings”
“Ya did mate..” A voice from behind them said. The boys turned to see Izzy. He stood there with his arms crossed and his eyes narrowed. “Leave the lil Sheila alone” he told them.
“Or what ISAAC” Izzy’s eyes narrowed at the boy as he said his real name. “Knew ya weren’t gonna stick up for..” he was cut off by a punch to his left cheek.
“My names Izzy, and even if the lil Sheila is a mutant, ya treat all Sheila’s with respect ya hear” he declared. “Now git ya wankers” the three scattered. “Ya ok Sheila?”
“Dat not meh name” She says only for the older boy to send her a grin. “Ya look crazy ya know dat”
“What’s ya name then?”
“Desiree Marie LeBeau” she says proudly. “An’ ya Izzy Oui?”
“What does Oui mean?”
“it mean yes”
“Then..eh Oui” he tells her and sends her into a fit of giggles as he uses the French word. “Not nice to laugh at people Doll..”
“Doll?”
“Aye..ya look like a doll”
“Ah have lotsa doll at home, dey really pretty.”
“So are ya” he tells her grinning.
“Merci” she says
“That means?”
“Thank ya!” she tells him.
“Oui means Aye and Merci means thank ya?” Desi nods. “Ya got a weird language Doll”
“It not weird!” She tells him “An’ ya da one wit da funny talk” she points out. “Where ya from?”
“Oz”
“Dats where Dorothy go..”
“Not that Oz. Australia”
“Where’s dat?
“Long way”
“How long?”
“Don’t know”
“Ya should”
“Do ya need more glasses Doll” she nods “Follow me” he tells her. She takes his hand and they walk into the school. They ended up in the empty classroom where Izzy grabbed his backpack. “Here ya go” he says handing her the pair
“Merci Izzy” she says smiling and puts them over her eyes.
“Looking good” he tells her.
“Why’d ya help me?”
“Ya needed help Doll. Don’t like those blokes messin with lil Sheila’s..”
“What does Bloke an’ Sheila mean?” she asks
“boy and girl” he tells her.
“An’ ya said ah had a weird lan..gu..age..” she says pronouncing the word slowly. “A girl is fille or gal” she says “An’ a boy is a gent or garçon “she says using both southern and French speech.
“like mine better, easy” Izzy tells her. “Well I’ll take ya back to ya class, everyone going in”
“Ok..merci again Izzy”
“Not a problem Doll”
He walked her back to her classroom and before she walked in said “Meet me after school..ya Ma’ and Pa’ pickin’ ya up?”
“Oui”
“My Pa’ is to, we’ll wait together, I’ll meet ya right here” he tells her.
“ok!” she says happily. Desiree walked into the classroom with a large smile on her face. She had made her first friend, and she really liked him. Izzy walked down the hallway with a grin on his face. He had saved the girl and become her friend, his dad would be happy. Of course he’d leave the part about hitting the boy.
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Desiree had been in the classroom all day coloring. The two kids that she had met left to the kids they already knew leaving her alone. She had moved around to a different section of the room and tried to talk to others, but it wasn’t working. She wasn’t making any friends that day.
Recess soon came and she walked out of the door after all the others did. She didn’t know where to go, so she wandered over into the larger playground. The second graders had come out not long after she sat down on one of the swings and started swinging her feet back and forth slowly. She looked up suddenly seeing a shadow approach her.
“What are you doin’ over here?” the ‘leader’ of the group asked.
“Ah’m..” she started but was cut off.
“Why don’t you go back with the other babies”
“Ah ain’t no baby” she snaps suddenly surprising the boy for just a second. One of the other boys walked around and shoved her off of the swing causing her to fall to her knees. Her sunglasses fell off onto the ground and her eyes immediately shut. “Go away ah not do nothing!” she exclaimed. “Jus’ leave meh alone”
“Ya scared ain’t ya” a third boy said.
“Non!” she exclaimed and stood up, her eyes still shut tightly. The boy looked down at the sunglasses and then stepped on them. Desiree heard the crunch. “Non!” she says “Ah need those” she tells them almost in tears. She was shoved again from behind and went back onto her knee’s scraping them against the wood that surrounded the swing set . He eyes opened and she looked down at the scrapes with tears in her eyes. Then she looked up angrily. “Dat wasn’ very nice!” she exclaims and stands up pushing the older boy as hard as she could. The three surrounded her
“You’re a mutie” one said as he saw her eyes.
“Mama said ya weren’t allowed in our school!” another exclaimed.
“Why don’t you get out of here”
“Leave meh alone” Desi cried.
“Ah think we hurt the lil muties feelings”
“Ya did mate..” A voice from behind them said. The boys turned to see Izzy. He stood there with his arms crossed and his eyes narrowed. “Leave the lil Sheila alone” he told them.
“Or what ISAAC” Izzy’s eyes narrowed at the boy as he said his real name. “Knew ya weren’t gonna stick up for..” he was cut off by a punch to his left cheek.
“My names Izzy, and even if the lil Sheila is a mutant, ya treat all Sheila’s with respect ya hear” he declared. “Now git ya wankers” the three scattered. “Ya ok Sheila?”
“Dat not meh name” She says only for the older boy to send her a grin. “Ya look crazy ya know dat”
“What’s ya name then?”
“Desiree Marie LeBeau” she says proudly. “An’ ya Izzy Oui?”
“What does Oui mean?”
“it mean yes”
“Then..eh Oui” he tells her and sends her into a fit of giggles as he uses the French word. “Not nice to laugh at people Doll..”
“Doll?”
“Aye..ya look like a doll”
“Ah have lotsa doll at home, dey really pretty.”
“So are ya” he tells her grinning.
“Merci” she says
“That means?”
“Thank ya!” she tells him.
“Oui means Aye and Merci means thank ya?” Desi nods. “Ya got a weird language Doll”
“It not weird!” She tells him “An’ ya da one wit da funny talk” she points out. “Where ya from?”
“Oz”
“Dats where Dorothy go..”
“Not that Oz. Australia”
“Where’s dat?
“Long way”
“How long?”
“Don’t know”
“Ya should”
“Do ya need more glasses Doll” she nods “Follow me” he tells her. She takes his hand and they walk into the school. They ended up in the empty classroom where Izzy grabbed his backpack. “Here ya go” he says handing her the pair
“Merci Izzy” she says smiling and puts them over her eyes.
“Looking good” he tells her.
“Why’d ya help me?”
“Ya needed help Doll. Don’t like those blokes messin with lil Sheila’s..”
“What does Bloke an’ Sheila mean?” she asks
“boy and girl” he tells her.
“An’ ya said ah had a weird lan..gu..age..” she says pronouncing the word slowly. “A girl is fille or gal” she says “An’ a boy is a gent or garçon “she says using both southern and French speech.
“like mine better, easy” Izzy tells her. “Well I’ll take ya back to ya class, everyone going in”
“Ok..merci again Izzy”
“Not a problem Doll”
He walked her back to her classroom and before she walked in said “Meet me after school..ya Ma’ and Pa’ pickin’ ya up?”
“Oui”
“My Pa’ is to, we’ll wait together, I’ll meet ya right here” he tells her.
“ok!” she says happily. Desiree walked into the classroom with a large smile on her face. She had made her first friend, and she really liked him. Izzy walked down the hallway with a grin on his face. He had saved the girl and become her friend, his dad would be happy. Of course he’d leave the part about hitting the boy.
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