I do not Own Terabithia or the characters!!
Alright, thanks so much for the reviews guys! I really appreciate it! I know the first chapter was pretty much exactly how the movie itself went, but from now on things are going to change. I really hope you like my ideas! Keep up the reviews. Now anyways, onto the story.
Jesse and Ms. Edmonds were chatting nonchalantly about random things and simply enjoying each others company. They were only a few miles away from Jesse's house when a loud bang startled them out of their conversation. Ms. Edmonds eyes went wide as she struggled to control the car and pull it over to the side of the road.
"Oh shoot." She mumbled softly as she glanced quickly over at Jesse, who's expression matched her own. "Are you alright?" she asked, reaching over to pat his arm gently in reassurance. Jesse nodded slowly. He was fine. But what had happened?
" I think we got a flat." Ms. Edmonds explained as she unbuckled her seat belt and opened the door to her car. She stepped outside and glanced down at the front driver side tire. Not only had they gotten a flat tire, but the tire had blown, small pieces of rubber were scattered everywhere.
"Oh no. I'm sorry Jess." Ms. Edmonds sighed. " We'll have to go to the museum another time. I'll have to get to the shop and get this fixed." Jesse nodded as he exited the car and made his way around to stand next to Ms. Edmonds.
"That's okay. I understand." Of course he was disappointed. But it wasn't anyone's fault. With a small reassuring smile, Ms Edmonds motioned to the trunk with a small nod of her head.
"How about we get the spare on and I'll take you back home?" Jesse couldn't help but smile back at her.
"Okay." And with that said, the two got to work changing the destroyed tire.
Back Home (Leslies POV)
"Where is he?" Leslie wondered aloud to herself. She was beginning to get bored sitting on her porch alone. Jesse was supposed to pick her up half an hour ago so they could go to Terabithia together like they did every day. With a soft sigh she pushed herself up off of the steps and slowly started walking towards Jesse's house. Maybe he had gotten busy helping his father in the Green house. She nodded firmly. Yes, that had to be it. There was no way he had forgotten her. Quickening her pace she skipped the rest of the way to Jesse's, her mood suddenly much better. When she finally reached his house she took the stairs two at a time and then knocked softly on the wooden door. She could hear rummaging inside and suddenly May Belle's voice rung out from within.
"I got it!" May Belle called sharply. The door swung open wide and May Belle's small form filled the doorway.
"Oh, Leslie, it's you." May Belle smiled happily. She had grown quite fond of Leslie and loved spending as much time with her as possible. Leslie smiled back.
"Hi May Belle. How are you this fine morning?"
"I'm good. Jess isn't here right now." May Belle answered Leslie's question before she even had the chance to ask it. Leslie's widened slightly but she quickly forced back her surprise. She was sure that he would be helping his dad.
"Oh. Do you know where he is?" She asked softly. Struggling to hide her disappointment. May Belle shrugged lightly.
"I'm not sure, but I think he went somewhere with your teacher." Now that was something Leslie was definitely not expecting.
"Oh. Okay. Thank you." Leslie stammered lightly. Why would he have left and not told her? Why wouldn't he have invited her? She wasn't overly angry, she was simply confused. She turned slowly and started down the steps.
"Did you want to come in and play barbies with me?" May Belle asked happily. Her grin never leaving her chubby face. She didn't really notice that Leslie was distracted at the moment.
"Um. Maybe later May Belle. But thank you." Leslie forced a smile for the little girl and then continued on her way. Instead of going back to her house like she probably should have. She turned and made her way across the field and down the path towards Terebithia. If Jesse didn't want to come with her today he didn't have to. She would go to Terebithia herself. Maybe she would work on their castle and show him how creative she could be even without his help.
