First time to try to right anything other than a school paper. Nobody where I am appreciates children's fantasy so I needed to see what other people thought. People that care. The idea for this story came from a conversation with my sister where she suggested that someone else should reach the rope before Leslie. So please let me know what you think. If you hate it let me know.
Disclaimer I do not own Bridge to Terabithia or any of the characters or places that may seem familiar. (Hope I did that right.)

She had promised Jess she wouldn't follow them anymore, but she had done it anyway. Whatever lay beyond the creek would not leave her alone. It just kept calling to her; day after day. The idea hadn't come to her until Miss. Edmunds called that morning, then the plan just kind of fell in place. Jess was gone for the day and Mr. Burke had said that Leslie was finishing a book report for school. No one would be around to try to stop her from seeing the wonders that she was sure lay just beyond the creek. She couldn't find her way there unless she started from the bus stop. She ran for what seemed like hours. She had no other choice though Leslie and Jess had to run to get there so she had to as well. The magic that she suspected she would find surely wouldn't work if she didn't do just as they did. How did Leslie and Jess do this everyday? She thought. Finally as she rounded a turn she saw it. She walked toward the creek bank. There hanging in the middle of the creek from a tree branch was the rope; the rope that would take her to the place where all her dreams were waiting to be fulfilled. She looked on the ground for the branch that Leslie and Jess always used to pull the rope back to them. It took a few minutes but she found it and easily pulled the rope to her. Holding on to the rope tightly she stepped up on to the log behind her. Anticipation filled her tiny body until she was about to pop. Then grinning from ear to ear she jumped off the log; gripping the rope tightly.

Leslie walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where Bill was busy making breakfast. "Hey Les, good morning. Do you want something to eat?"

"No thanks Bill. I'm going to go over to get Jess and then we're going to go play in the woods. Okay?"

"May Belle stopped by earlier to see if you could play with her. I told her that you had a book report to finish. She said that Jess had gone into Washington with…Miss. Edmunds, I think it was."

Why would Miss Edmunds be taking Jess to Washington? Leslie thought.Oh well, it's good for him to get to see new things. "I think I'll just go for a run and then go play with May Belle and Joyce Ann for the day. It will be an interesting change of pace. Besides that report isn't due for another week and I already have over half of it done."

"Alright, but Les," Bill held up a walkie-talkie.

"But Bill," Leslie huffed.

"Take it, please, for me. It will get Judy off my back about letting you wander off so far."

"Alright, I'll take it. What is she so scared of anyway?"

"The unknown probably."

"The curse of writing to many fiction books. She's become paranoid."

"Yeah. I love you Les, be careful."

"I will. Love you." Leslie took the walkie-talkie from Bill's hand and shoved it in the pocket of her jacket. She took off down the road toward the field. Why didn't Jess tell me? He at least could have called. I don't mind him going but he could have had the courtesy to tell me he couldn't come today. It would have taken all of like five seconds. Oh well I'll ask him about it later. He probably just got excited and forgot. Leslie ran lightly across the field toward the well worn path to Terabithia; enjoying the feeling of the softly falling rain. She wound her way through the woods to the creek and then followed the creek to the rope. Leslie was only a couple hundred feet away when she heard a soft snap, a scream, and a splash.