Disclaimer:The storyline belongs to Katherine Paterson, everything that seems familiar, is familiar, taken from the book Bridge to Terabithia.
A/N: Well, after reading as many fanfics as I can, and after re-reading Bridge to Terabithia, I've realized all we really know about Leslie, is what Jess knows about Leslie. The book by Katherine Paterson is based on the life and emotions of Jesse Oliver Aarons, Jr. not Leslie Burke. The name Sophia Leslie Burke comes from one of Emily MacDonald's stories. Although, Sophia is her first name, not middle name.
The Life of Sophia Leslie Burke, A female take on Bridge to Terabithia
Sophia Leslie Burke
Amid a throng of students, one young girl definitely seemed out of place. Everything from her short blond hair to the hem of her pants, all was unwelcome. Her blond hair glinted in the sunlight as she cautiously followed her mother and father into the small, rugged school. "Bill, Judy, wait!" the girl called, now holding back. Her mother seemed to detect the desperation in her daughter's voice, "It's everyone else's first day too Les."
"Yeah, but they've probably all known each other since kindergarten," the blond tugged on her mother's arm, "I don't want to go in there Judy!" The trio had come to the principal's office. Her father opened the faded oak door. "The doors were new in Arlington," she whispered grumpily to her mother. "Shh."
"Ah, hello Mr..Burke!" A bald man appeared from behind the desk.
"Please, Bill," her father said, grinning, "I've always wanted to use that line."
"Alright, Bill. And this must be your lovely Sophia!" This man is too cheerful, the girl thought.
"Leslie," she growled.
"Okay Leslie, let's show you to you classroom if you parents don't have anymore to say?"
"We'll met you after school Les!" She and the man walked in complete silence. Two rights, a left, and then another right. The man pulled her to a stop in front of a door that said Myers. I don't like the sound of that name, the girl mused. The man opened the door. "Oh hello Principal Turner," an evil looking teacher said, surprised. "Hello class. I'd like you to meet your new classmate..." Ok, Sophia Leslie Burke, todays the first day of the rest of your life, make the most of I. "...Leslie Burke." Leslie stared around the room, then back at Mr. Turner, "Thanks," she said, a little too cheerfully. "Well Leslie, you'll have to sit at my desk until we can find a place to," she glanced at the already crowded classroom, "squeeze you in." Mrs. Myers placed a chair at the end of her desk; Leslie began to walk over to it; shifting the weight of her messenger style bag as she walked. Almost ten books toppled out of it. She quickly shoved them all back inside, heaving the bag onto her lap, she sat down and looked up nervously at the class. A sad looking boy in the third row was staring at her, she looked at him, then he quickly looked away.