Wow there are no stories for this couple. That all about to change.

Other A/n: This is somewhat based off a songfic I wrote. You don't have to read it (although it'd be nice if you did) all you really need to know is that LeShawna and Harold broke up and she moved to New York City. Got all that? Good.

I own nothing but Tiffany.

LeShawna had been in America for about six months and she was seriously ready to head back to the Great White North. For a country with a such high obesity rating there sure wasn't a lot of places to get something to eat. Most of the grocery stores only stocked health food. Yeah there were plenty of McDonalds but they could replace home cooking. So between tofu and soy based food products she manage to lose about thirty pounds.

But the lack of anything fried wasn't the only thing troubling her. She was missing her friends and her family. It might had not been that bad if she saw at one familiar face. It had gotten so bad she was even beginning to miss Heather.

Homesickness is a bitch

One day she and her newly acquired 'friend' Tiffany decided to go to a cafe. Tiffany went on and on about the most boring things imaginable: That extra perfect guy she like on the football team, which mascara gets her eyelashes to curl that extra perfect way, her extra perfect pair shoes...Sometimes the girl could talk for hours. Needless to say LeShawna had gotten used to people watching. She was so busy watching an old man argue with a barefoot orange seller that she hadn't notice Tiffany was calling her for the last five minutes.

"LC do you see that guy over there with the muscles and dimples. Oh my God isn't he gorgeous? He's so gorgeous. I'm going to go talk to him."

"Sure Tiffany and would you stop calling me LC."

"Well I just thought that since LeShawda was so ghetto sounding..."

XoXo

"Like oh my God he totally shot me down."

"That's tragic Tiffany."

"I know right but then he asked me if you where LeShawna and I was all like 'Um why?' and he was all like 'I know her from a reality show.' and I was like 'No you weren't LC my bestie and she would had told me if she was on TV' Weirdo. I am I right? So anyway he insisted and I promised I'd get you to talk him."

XoXo

It just had to him. The boy from camp three years. The one with the big muscles, big dimples and a big heart. The one she had a secret crush on and dated Harold just to hide it.

"LeShawna wow you look different. Changed the hair?"

She giggled. "It's the all the health food. It might taste like crap but I guess it helps you lose some pounds."

"I hear ya. You know if you want maybe sometime I could cook you dinner. I know a few ways to make seaweed edible."

"Thanks that sounds great."

As LeShawna started to walk away she was quickly stopped by him.

"You know to me you always looked great."

"Thanks DJ."

Yay I'm the first person to write a story about them. (Ok drabble) While I get my happy dance on maybe y'all can review? Sorry for any OCCness I wrote this in a rush. I don't know if I should update this story again or TDW so people tell me what you want it's a poll in my pro

btw I have no idea where in New York you can't get unhealthy food please apply Willing Suspension of Disbelief.