A/N: HI!! I'm back and guess what... with another story!! He he!
Chapter 1: New .... everything
(Shayna's POV)
Gambit and me were driving in his car.
"So, where you wan' go, chèrie?" He asked.
"I dunno, wherever." I said.
"Okay, look like we're goin' to Gambit's fav'rite resurant." He said putting his foot on the gas more.
In no time they were in the parking lot at Jim's Cajun Bar and Grill.
"This is it?" I asked very confused.
"Yeah, Gambit love dis place." Gambit said getting out of the car.
"It's a bar." I said.
"And grill." Gambit said.
"Ohhh, excuse me!" I said.
They walked through the doors and waited to be seated.
"Just two?" The lady asked.
"Yes please." I said since Gambit does not use proper grammar.
"Right this way follow me." The lady said.
"Gladly." Gambit said with a perverted smile.
So I smacked him. Okay you can't blame a girl. He was acting like a pervert.
"What was dat for?" He asked very confused.
"Stop acting like perv! You perv!" I yelled climbing onto a barstool.
"Wha' you want?" He asked.
"I dunno. I don't know what's on the menu." I said.
"Well, Gambit order fo' ya." He said.
"Okay but no seafood, no white rice and beans, and nothing that before it gets to my plate the chef has to smack it and yell 'get back in that pot!'" I said.
"But dat's all de good stuff, chèrie." Gambit said complaining.
"I don't care, get me a steak, if they have steaks." I said.
"We sell steaks here." The chef said.
"Thank you God." I said.
The chef began to laugh. "Yeah we do eat steaks."
"Good. I need one." I said.
"I'm Ryan and I'll be your waiter/ chef tonight." Ryan said.
"You sound Cajun. Are you?" I asked.
"Yeah, but I'm tryin' t' sound a lil' bit non Cajun." Ryan said.
"Oh I see." I said.
"It not goin' to well." He said smirking.
"If you think that. You sound like my friend over here. He's Cajun. REAL Cajun." I said.
"Ah." Ryan answered.
"So when de food gon' be done?" Gambit asked.
"See what I mean." I said.
"Yup. It be done in 'bout five min'ts." Ryan answered Gambit.
After that was over Gambit decided to take me to get a tattoo as a Christmas present. He also decided to get my hair dyed and get me contacts, even though I didn't need them. We did the tattoo first.
"Gambit are you sure this place is safe?" I asked a little wary.
"'Course, chèrie." Gambit said taking me inside.
When I got in there it was actually very nice. I got two tattoos. I got a black barbed wire band around my upper left arm and I also got the Elvish symbol for 9 on the middle of my right forearm, which was black too.
"I like these." I said satisfied.
"Now onto the beauty shop." Gambit said.
I got my hair dyed Cerulean blue and Teal in the form of streaks. I was happy. My two favorite colors. YAY!
"I like this a lot Gambit." I said.
"Gambit does too, chèrie." He said. "Now to the Eye Doctor."
When we got there the place was deserted. We walked in and there were people at the desk, surprisingly. They fitted me with a pair of Caribbean Ocean blue contacts. It looked cool with my hair.
"Gambit you are officially my favorite person." I said smiling at the new me in a mirror.
"Glad you like it, chèrie, cuz that gon' last as a Christmas present for de next twen'y years." He said.
I began to laugh. We got into his car and drove to the mansion. When we got there.
(No one's P.O.V.)
Shayna and Gambit walked through the door to see Chuck and some kid. The kid was young maybe 16 or so. He looked almost exactly like Chad Michael Murray. Shayna looked him over from where she was standing. She gave him about an 8. He probably has girlfriend if he looks like that.
"Ah, Gambit, Shayna, I'd like to meet." But the boy cut off Chuck.
"Lucas Moore." He said to Shayna.
"Well, hi Lucas, I'm Shayna Tanner. Are you related to Jesse Moore?" She asked.
"Sadly yes, he is my uncle." He said.
"Your uncle?" Shayna asked.
"Yes." Lucas answered.
"He doesn't ..." Shayna got cut off.
"Look like he's old enough to be my uncle, I know. I've heard it many times before." He said.
"Shayna, I would it if you would let Lucas stay in your room until Misty gets back." Chuck said.
"Okay sure. I'll go show him now." She said taking Lucas upstairs.
Upstairs.
"So Shay, can I call you Shay?" He asked.
"I don't care." She answered.
"Okay, Shay, what are your powers?" He asked.
"You will open the door." Shayna said.
"I will open the door." Lucas repeated and opened the door to Shayna and Misty's room.
Lucas shook his head. "Whoa."
"That's my power." Shayna said.
"You're a Jedi." He said excited.
"Yes, yes I am." Shayna said.
"Do you have a lightsaber?" Lucas asked.
Shayna turned and whipped out her double-sided cerulean blue lightsaber.
"That is so cool. Can I touch it?" He asked.
"Sure, just don't break or kill anything or anyone." Shayna said.
"I promise I won't kill anyone." He said.
Shayna pointed to Misty's bed. "This is where you'll be sleeping until the occupant gets back."
"That thing is covered with Hayden Christensen's face." Lucas said.
"So?" Shayna asked.
"It scares me." Lucas said cowering in fear behind Shayna's desk chair.
"I think it scares everybody." Shayna said laughing.
"Well, do you wanna go downstairs and see what's going on?" Lucas asked.
"Sure." Shayna said.
Chapter 1: New .... everything
(Shayna's POV)
Gambit and me were driving in his car.
"So, where you wan' go, chèrie?" He asked.
"I dunno, wherever." I said.
"Okay, look like we're goin' to Gambit's fav'rite resurant." He said putting his foot on the gas more.
In no time they were in the parking lot at Jim's Cajun Bar and Grill.
"This is it?" I asked very confused.
"Yeah, Gambit love dis place." Gambit said getting out of the car.
"It's a bar." I said.
"And grill." Gambit said.
"Ohhh, excuse me!" I said.
They walked through the doors and waited to be seated.
"Just two?" The lady asked.
"Yes please." I said since Gambit does not use proper grammar.
"Right this way follow me." The lady said.
"Gladly." Gambit said with a perverted smile.
So I smacked him. Okay you can't blame a girl. He was acting like a pervert.
"What was dat for?" He asked very confused.
"Stop acting like perv! You perv!" I yelled climbing onto a barstool.
"Wha' you want?" He asked.
"I dunno. I don't know what's on the menu." I said.
"Well, Gambit order fo' ya." He said.
"Okay but no seafood, no white rice and beans, and nothing that before it gets to my plate the chef has to smack it and yell 'get back in that pot!'" I said.
"But dat's all de good stuff, chèrie." Gambit said complaining.
"I don't care, get me a steak, if they have steaks." I said.
"We sell steaks here." The chef said.
"Thank you God." I said.
The chef began to laugh. "Yeah we do eat steaks."
"Good. I need one." I said.
"I'm Ryan and I'll be your waiter/ chef tonight." Ryan said.
"You sound Cajun. Are you?" I asked.
"Yeah, but I'm tryin' t' sound a lil' bit non Cajun." Ryan said.
"Oh I see." I said.
"It not goin' to well." He said smirking.
"If you think that. You sound like my friend over here. He's Cajun. REAL Cajun." I said.
"Ah." Ryan answered.
"So when de food gon' be done?" Gambit asked.
"See what I mean." I said.
"Yup. It be done in 'bout five min'ts." Ryan answered Gambit.
After that was over Gambit decided to take me to get a tattoo as a Christmas present. He also decided to get my hair dyed and get me contacts, even though I didn't need them. We did the tattoo first.
"Gambit are you sure this place is safe?" I asked a little wary.
"'Course, chèrie." Gambit said taking me inside.
When I got in there it was actually very nice. I got two tattoos. I got a black barbed wire band around my upper left arm and I also got the Elvish symbol for 9 on the middle of my right forearm, which was black too.
"I like these." I said satisfied.
"Now onto the beauty shop." Gambit said.
I got my hair dyed Cerulean blue and Teal in the form of streaks. I was happy. My two favorite colors. YAY!
"I like this a lot Gambit." I said.
"Gambit does too, chèrie." He said. "Now to the Eye Doctor."
When we got there the place was deserted. We walked in and there were people at the desk, surprisingly. They fitted me with a pair of Caribbean Ocean blue contacts. It looked cool with my hair.
"Gambit you are officially my favorite person." I said smiling at the new me in a mirror.
"Glad you like it, chèrie, cuz that gon' last as a Christmas present for de next twen'y years." He said.
I began to laugh. We got into his car and drove to the mansion. When we got there.
(No one's P.O.V.)
Shayna and Gambit walked through the door to see Chuck and some kid. The kid was young maybe 16 or so. He looked almost exactly like Chad Michael Murray. Shayna looked him over from where she was standing. She gave him about an 8. He probably has girlfriend if he looks like that.
"Ah, Gambit, Shayna, I'd like to meet." But the boy cut off Chuck.
"Lucas Moore." He said to Shayna.
"Well, hi Lucas, I'm Shayna Tanner. Are you related to Jesse Moore?" She asked.
"Sadly yes, he is my uncle." He said.
"Your uncle?" Shayna asked.
"Yes." Lucas answered.
"He doesn't ..." Shayna got cut off.
"Look like he's old enough to be my uncle, I know. I've heard it many times before." He said.
"Shayna, I would it if you would let Lucas stay in your room until Misty gets back." Chuck said.
"Okay sure. I'll go show him now." She said taking Lucas upstairs.
Upstairs.
"So Shay, can I call you Shay?" He asked.
"I don't care." She answered.
"Okay, Shay, what are your powers?" He asked.
"You will open the door." Shayna said.
"I will open the door." Lucas repeated and opened the door to Shayna and Misty's room.
Lucas shook his head. "Whoa."
"That's my power." Shayna said.
"You're a Jedi." He said excited.
"Yes, yes I am." Shayna said.
"Do you have a lightsaber?" Lucas asked.
Shayna turned and whipped out her double-sided cerulean blue lightsaber.
"That is so cool. Can I touch it?" He asked.
"Sure, just don't break or kill anything or anyone." Shayna said.
"I promise I won't kill anyone." He said.
Shayna pointed to Misty's bed. "This is where you'll be sleeping until the occupant gets back."
"That thing is covered with Hayden Christensen's face." Lucas said.
"So?" Shayna asked.
"It scares me." Lucas said cowering in fear behind Shayna's desk chair.
"I think it scares everybody." Shayna said laughing.
"Well, do you wanna go downstairs and see what's going on?" Lucas asked.
"Sure." Shayna said.