Hello! This is my first fanfiction that I'm posting! Any advice on how I can improve my writing, or any grammar errors is greatly appreciated! This story is a LDD story where another character I wrote in another original story comes in and prevents Leslie's death. I've never been a big fan of Jess having an epiphany and inviting Leslie to come with on the trip with Ms. Edmonds. He or She would've ended up getting hurt anyway, due to the rope not going away. I'm hoping to introduce the original character around chapter 3 or 4, but he will not be staying around very long. This fanfiction is my interpretation on what would of happened to the relationship of Leslie and Jess if Leslie had not died. I plan on using a time skip at some point, due to the young age of both the characters. The original character is from another universe looking for his friends, that have been scattered around other universes (movies or games) he has seen. This is how he knows what will happen to Leslie, he will have to make a decision on whether or not to save her.

I Won't Allow This

Chapter 1: "Jesse Aarons and Leslie Burke"

Jesse Aarons is a 11-year-old boy, who lives in Lark Creek, Virginia. At the beginning of the school year, the kids hold a race for each grade, to prove who is the fastest in their class. The morning has finally come, Jesse would finally beat all the other kids, or so he thought.

I opened my eyes and looked out the window, "still dark," I said to myself. Instead of going back to sleep, I got out of bed to go running. Today is the first day of school, the day I finally get the opportunity to blow the breaks off Scott Hoager and Gary Fulcher, the two kids who have been picking on me since the second grade.

After putting on my clothes, I look down at my shoes, "I wish I didn't have to wear these old smelly things," I complained to myself. My parents could barely pay our bills, so I refrained from asking for another pair of shoes.

Before I ran, I went down to the greenhouse and barn as usual to handle my chores. When the chores were completed, I went for a run around our property before returning home for breakfast.

I took a seat at the handmade wooden table, ready to take part in the pancakes my mother had prepared for breakfast this morning. The day started out well, until my sister Brenda started complaining as usual.

"Mom! He stinks, he knows he's supposed to take a shower before he sits at the table," Complained my sister Brenda.

I've given up arguing with my family, I just got up and started towards the bathroom. My older two sisters are stupid and keep their eyes glued to the TV in the living room, and my parents always side with my little sister Maybelle whenever she tattles on me. As for me and my dad, if he's not asking me to do some sort of chore, he is getting on me for drawing, instead of a more manly hobby. "Oh well," I thought to myself as I stepped into the shower. My family, bullies, or teachers were not going to ruin this day I've been training for all summer.

After I finished dressing upstairs, I went to the doorway to get my shoes, "Oh very funny, which one of you hid my shoes," I asked my family in the dining room.

"Jess you can barely call those old things shoes, I threw them out! There are a perfectly good pair of your sisters' shoes where your old shoes were," Mrs. Aarons instructed her son.

"This should be good!" I thought to myself sarcastically. I picked the white-pink striped shoes and turned to my mom with a clear look of disgust," These are girls' shoes!" I yelled at my mother.

My dad walked in the room, wondering what was going on, "There is a big race today and my shoes got thrown away," I explained to my father.

"Honey, we need to get Jess some new shoes," My father told my mother.

My mother took my dad into another room, I could hear her saying they were $40 short of paying the bills. "We just can't afford it." I heard my mom tell my dad.

"They all fit the same." My dad told me clearly feeling bad.

I grabbed the shoes and a sharpie out of the drawer and started shading the pink stripes black. "This should make them look less girlish" I said hopeful. I'm not going to let a pair of shoes ruin the day I've prepared three months for. The bus pulled up honking, so I got up and ran before it could leave me.

"This is going to be a good day," I thought to myself.

A moving truck pulled up in front of the Burke residence in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Famous authors Judy and Bill Burke have grown concerned, due to their daughter Leslie Burke being bullied at her school. The couple decided to pack up and move to the rural town of Lark Creek, Virginia. They held hope the kids in the south would be more accepting of Leslies' outgoing, tomboyish style.

"Leslie, are you ready to go?" My mother asked me.

"I guess Judy, "I replied to my mom sounding unsure. "Are you sure that moving to Lark Creek is going to help me have a better chance at making friends?"

"Honey, people in southern areas are more known for being open minded like you, as compared to a big city like Philadelphia." She replied addressing my concern.

I got into the U-Haul truck with my father, that was in route to our new home purchased in Lark Creek, Virginia. I've always been a very open-minded person, we didn't have TV like the other kids in school. I was bullied and called horrible things, because our family chooses to not spend our whole lives in front of a screen. My parents are world renowned authors, I don't get to spend much time with them because they're busy writing. After my parents had enough of me, they chose to pack up and move more towards the south, hoping I would fit in better down there. I'm just going to go along with it and hope for the best.

After being on the road for 11 hours, we finally arrived at our family's new home. This is a big change for our family, the old home was in downtown Philadelphia, now we live just off a driveway in farmland. The change of scenery gives me a sense of hope, maybe people will accept me around here.
"Leslie, welcome to our new home!" My dad announced enthusiastically. "I know the place needs some work, so when me and Judy finish our new book, we will all fix it up together!" He promised me.

"Sounds good Bill! Which room is mine upstairs," I asked my father.

"First room to the right, we gave you the one that needed the least work." My father replied. "By the way Leslie, I already have you enrolled in Lark Creek Elementary, your first day is tomorrow. You should go upstairs and relax!" Bill advised me.

I thanked him and headed upstairs to my new room. The moving people we hired had already brought most of my stuff up to my room. I looked at my clock, it read 8 pm. I decided to go ahead and get some rest before my first day of school tomorrow. I've never really believed in god, but I found myself praying I meet a friend tomorrow as I fell asleep.