Disclaimer: I don't own the Sense and Sensibility, although I wish I did own Colonel Brandon... Sorry...
Chapter 1...
Angel O'Hara sat totally ignoring what the teacher was saying in class, she was just to busy staring at the picture of Alan Rickman as Colonel Christopher Brandon on her notebook. She was obsessed as she knew, and everyone at her school knew. She couldn't help it and it was her sisters' fault that she started to like him. But her sister didn't even like him, she liked him at first but then it was like Angel pushed her out of the way and took her place.
"Ms. O'Hara, can you repeat to the class what out test will be on tomorrow?" Her teacher asked her looking quite annoyed.
"Uh, about the Renaissance?" Angel was unsure but she took a swing at it anyways.
"Thank-you Ms. O'Hara."
Angel nodded and then looked back at her folder again. Obsessed...
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"Angel I can't believe that you, Angel O'Hara the prettiest, but not most popular unfortunaley, girl in school likes this man and this story!" Angel's best friend, Gwen told her and gave her an annoyed look.
Angel was the prettiest girl in school, well almost. She had blonde hair that was curly and went to about mid way down her back. She had hazel eyes, which she didn't think where that pretty, just plain... She was short at only five feet tall, but she weighed 100 pounds not 60 like those anorexic girls at school. She liked the way she looked but she would pay anyone one million dollars just to dye her hair some different color. But then her parents would kill her so it wouldn't matter...
"Oh, I can choose what ever I want to like. I don't like to go along with the crowd so this is definitely something that draws me apart from it." Angel confidently said and smiled.
"Okay, whatever you say... Well, bye Angel." Gwen laughed and then ran off in the direction of her house.
Angel walked to the door of her house took the key that was hidden under the placemat and let herself inside and threw her stuff down on the floor.
"HOME FINALLY!" She screamed and ran upstairs to her computer. She switched it on and clicked on the internet button. She waited for what it seemed like a minute and then clicked on her screen name Metatrons Angel2. When it finally got on she went to all of her usual sites then she set of for her favorite Sense and Sensibility site. She talked to people on there for and hour and then decided that it was time to get off. Her sister and father would be home soon and she didn't want to get yelled at buy them again, for just being online.
Then a sudden though struck her head, iIf I were in the Sense and Sensibility world no one would make fun of me for what I liked. They wouldn't even know who Alan Rickman was anyway. I really wished I was there.../i
As if right on cue her father and sister walked in the door...
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Angel got ready for bed quite quickly that night. Being asleep was her favorite thing because her dreams where always cool and they always gave her new ideas for her stories...
She said goodnight to her father and sister and ran and jumped on her bed. She feel asleep quickly and then it started...
Chapter 1...
Angel O'Hara sat totally ignoring what the teacher was saying in class, she was just to busy staring at the picture of Alan Rickman as Colonel Christopher Brandon on her notebook. She was obsessed as she knew, and everyone at her school knew. She couldn't help it and it was her sisters' fault that she started to like him. But her sister didn't even like him, she liked him at first but then it was like Angel pushed her out of the way and took her place.
"Ms. O'Hara, can you repeat to the class what out test will be on tomorrow?" Her teacher asked her looking quite annoyed.
"Uh, about the Renaissance?" Angel was unsure but she took a swing at it anyways.
"Thank-you Ms. O'Hara."
Angel nodded and then looked back at her folder again. Obsessed...
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"Angel I can't believe that you, Angel O'Hara the prettiest, but not most popular unfortunaley, girl in school likes this man and this story!" Angel's best friend, Gwen told her and gave her an annoyed look.
Angel was the prettiest girl in school, well almost. She had blonde hair that was curly and went to about mid way down her back. She had hazel eyes, which she didn't think where that pretty, just plain... She was short at only five feet tall, but she weighed 100 pounds not 60 like those anorexic girls at school. She liked the way she looked but she would pay anyone one million dollars just to dye her hair some different color. But then her parents would kill her so it wouldn't matter...
"Oh, I can choose what ever I want to like. I don't like to go along with the crowd so this is definitely something that draws me apart from it." Angel confidently said and smiled.
"Okay, whatever you say... Well, bye Angel." Gwen laughed and then ran off in the direction of her house.
Angel walked to the door of her house took the key that was hidden under the placemat and let herself inside and threw her stuff down on the floor.
"HOME FINALLY!" She screamed and ran upstairs to her computer. She switched it on and clicked on the internet button. She waited for what it seemed like a minute and then clicked on her screen name Metatrons Angel2. When it finally got on she went to all of her usual sites then she set of for her favorite Sense and Sensibility site. She talked to people on there for and hour and then decided that it was time to get off. Her sister and father would be home soon and she didn't want to get yelled at buy them again, for just being online.
Then a sudden though struck her head, iIf I were in the Sense and Sensibility world no one would make fun of me for what I liked. They wouldn't even know who Alan Rickman was anyway. I really wished I was there.../i
As if right on cue her father and sister walked in the door...
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Angel got ready for bed quite quickly that night. Being asleep was her favorite thing because her dreams where always cool and they always gave her new ideas for her stories...
She said goodnight to her father and sister and ran and jumped on her bed. She feel asleep quickly and then it started...