(Disclaimer: Sorry, I don't own any of the characters, well I do own
Molly, but not her last name.it's based on Rupert Grint's. I know, I know,
corny but he's my future man so I had to give him something! Lol, anyway,
the plot yes, I own that two. To Jesse Tuck, wherever you are, I believe!)
It was a clear day in the little town of Millersburg. Millersburg was an Amish town in the mid-middle of Ohio. Molly's life couldn't be any worse. She was forced to go to a privet school with the Amish (which she wasn't all Amish I might add), she had to where an itchy black dress with a bonnet. Molly's mother was Amish and was very into her culture. Her father on the other hand, was a millionaire from Cleveland. He had donated almost half of his fortune to the Amish agriculture fund. It was used to raise animals and to grow crops. "I don't understand why I have to go mom!" Molly complained after school, coming home with half of her dress wet. She had taken a short cut home through a pond near her house. "Molly, your Amish! You have to live up to what your family expects you to do!" Molly crossed her arms. "But dad said that I had freedom to speech and I'm saying this right now, I HATE AMISH COUNTRY!" Her mom looked down at her dress. "What did you do to your school uniform? That will take a whole day to dry! Go and hang it on the clothes line dear." Her mom went back to her knitting. Molly taped on the Plexiglas door to her father's side of the house. You see, her mother's side had all of the authentic Amish qualities but her father had a home office, two big baths with hot tubs, and a washer and drier. Basically everything that her mother's part of the house didn't. Molly had a room on both sides. "Oh, hello Molly. You need to use the drier again?" her father asked side tracked from his phone call. "Yeah, when will mom learn that you don't have to waste your day waiting for clothes to dry when you have a handy dandy.?" "Drier!" They said together. Molly smiled and walked into the laundry room, taking off her itchy black dress. The long underwear she had on was slightly altered by Molly her self. She cut the arms off and half of the legs, which reveled a big scab that she had gotten from falling off of a log in the woods. Molly heard a noise outside and she turned her head. There was a little window just about a foot above her head so she took two laundry baskets and put them up against the window. The noise was coming from a boy, who looked around 16 wondering around and laughing with a boy from her school. She her self was 14 so she had no idea who the one boy was. Just as she caught sight of his eyes, he smiled and the laundry baskets gave way. "Ouch! Cold.cold." She had forgotten that her dad had tile in his part of the house and with a very thin piece of long underwear on, the tile felt freezing. "Molly are you ok?" she heard her dad say. She just got up and rushed out of her dad's part of the house "I'll take that as a, yes." She heard her dad say. Molly pulled her drawers open and grabbed the first long dress on top and rushed out of the door with it half on her body. "Wait.wait.wait!" She called after the boys but as she turned the corner, they were gone. Molly let out a sigh and headed into the woods. She hummed as she went past all of the trees and chirping birds. When she spotted the boy sitting in a tree, she stopped dead in her tracks and breathed hard as she backed up. His eyes were a very bright blue. Molly's were nothing as beautiful. A pale green to go with her bright red hair. "You might want to try to not make so much noise. Then I wouldn't be able to hear you.or see you. I could see that hair from a mile away!" Molly stood up strait and put her hands on her hips and gave him a nasty look. "Shut up." She said patting her hair down and pulling it to the side of her head. "I didn't mean that in a bad way.please come back!" Molly rolled her eyes and then began to run away. She had out ran every boy in her school so she figured that this boy would be no exception. No sooner than she had started to run, the boy had caught up with her. "I forgot to introduce my self.would you stop?!?" he said from in front of her. Molly still tried to keep running but the boy had out stretched his arms on both sides so she couldn't get around. "Fine, what is your name?" Molly said breathing hard, doubling over. "I'm Jesse, Jesse Tuck. Your Molly Grint. I know all about you!" She looked at him weird. "Ok, this is getting freaky so um, I'll just be going now." Molly tried very heard to walk away from his blue eyes and curly brown hair but she couldn't. ".and what do you suppose your going to do if you go and leave me all by my self?" Molly closed her eyes and turned the other way. "I don't know, maybe." Jesse interrupted Molly in mid-sentence, ".jump off of the ledge over the lake?" Molly opened her eyes and smiled. "Ok, no problem. How about you?" Jesse smiled ear to ear. "Race you there!" he yelled before Molly had a chance to start.
Jesse leapt onto a log beside the ledge as Molly made her way up the waterfall. She saw Jesse trying to fix his hair, looking in the water at his reflection. Molly went up to Jesse from behind and pushed him into the shallow part of the stream. She started to laugh while Jesse shook his head as he got up. His over sized Amish shirt clung to his body. "No fair!" Jesse yelled running back to where Molly was. He picked her up by her waist as Molly thrashed her arms and legs in the air. Jesse walked over to the cliff and held her over it. She stopped and looked into Jesse's eyes. He smiled and then let go of her. Molly screamed as she fell but hit the water slowly after. When she emerged, Jesse jumped in. The two of them went into a laughing conversation. Finally, Molly asked the question that she wanted answered from the minute he had said something about it. "What did you mean by you knew all about me?" Jesse shook his head, drying his hair. "Well, I've been watching everybody. See, where I come from, there wasn't many people so when we came here." "We?" Molly interrupted, ".me and my brother Miles. We were, I mean, I was excited to see a local school." Molly was treading water about 5 feet from Jesse. "So, you move around a lot?" at this point, she wanted to get as much information she could get out of Jesse "Yeah, me and Miles live together, we have a little cabin in.I'm boring you, aint I?" Jesse asked half laughing. Molly was staring with wide eyes. "No! Not at all." she swam closer to Jesse. He smiled and then went under water. Molly bent her head back and laughed really loud. Jesse had swam down and started to tickle her feet. Being very careful, Molly tried to feel for Jesse's head so she wouldn't kick it. She felt his arms and tried to pull him up. "That wasn't funny!" Molly laughed. Jesse closed his mouth from laughing. He pulled Molly close, closed his eyes, and laid his lips on hers. "Jesse Francis Tuck! Get up here right now!" (A/N: That may not be his actual middle name but I thought Francis was a cool middle name.) Molly turned around and saw a man, who looked around 28, calling for Jesse. "Aw Miles, live a little!" Jesse yelled as he swam past Molly and towards the side where the man Jesse called Miles was. "Sorry Molly, I have to go." Jesse yelled, waving franticly in the air towards her. She smiled very weak and waved. "I don't want you seeing that girl again Jesse." He gave Jesse a weird but stern look. "I'm one hundred and 75 years old, I can do what I want!" Molly waited until they left to get out.
It was a clear day in the little town of Millersburg. Millersburg was an Amish town in the mid-middle of Ohio. Molly's life couldn't be any worse. She was forced to go to a privet school with the Amish (which she wasn't all Amish I might add), she had to where an itchy black dress with a bonnet. Molly's mother was Amish and was very into her culture. Her father on the other hand, was a millionaire from Cleveland. He had donated almost half of his fortune to the Amish agriculture fund. It was used to raise animals and to grow crops. "I don't understand why I have to go mom!" Molly complained after school, coming home with half of her dress wet. She had taken a short cut home through a pond near her house. "Molly, your Amish! You have to live up to what your family expects you to do!" Molly crossed her arms. "But dad said that I had freedom to speech and I'm saying this right now, I HATE AMISH COUNTRY!" Her mom looked down at her dress. "What did you do to your school uniform? That will take a whole day to dry! Go and hang it on the clothes line dear." Her mom went back to her knitting. Molly taped on the Plexiglas door to her father's side of the house. You see, her mother's side had all of the authentic Amish qualities but her father had a home office, two big baths with hot tubs, and a washer and drier. Basically everything that her mother's part of the house didn't. Molly had a room on both sides. "Oh, hello Molly. You need to use the drier again?" her father asked side tracked from his phone call. "Yeah, when will mom learn that you don't have to waste your day waiting for clothes to dry when you have a handy dandy.?" "Drier!" They said together. Molly smiled and walked into the laundry room, taking off her itchy black dress. The long underwear she had on was slightly altered by Molly her self. She cut the arms off and half of the legs, which reveled a big scab that she had gotten from falling off of a log in the woods. Molly heard a noise outside and she turned her head. There was a little window just about a foot above her head so she took two laundry baskets and put them up against the window. The noise was coming from a boy, who looked around 16 wondering around and laughing with a boy from her school. She her self was 14 so she had no idea who the one boy was. Just as she caught sight of his eyes, he smiled and the laundry baskets gave way. "Ouch! Cold.cold." She had forgotten that her dad had tile in his part of the house and with a very thin piece of long underwear on, the tile felt freezing. "Molly are you ok?" she heard her dad say. She just got up and rushed out of her dad's part of the house "I'll take that as a, yes." She heard her dad say. Molly pulled her drawers open and grabbed the first long dress on top and rushed out of the door with it half on her body. "Wait.wait.wait!" She called after the boys but as she turned the corner, they were gone. Molly let out a sigh and headed into the woods. She hummed as she went past all of the trees and chirping birds. When she spotted the boy sitting in a tree, she stopped dead in her tracks and breathed hard as she backed up. His eyes were a very bright blue. Molly's were nothing as beautiful. A pale green to go with her bright red hair. "You might want to try to not make so much noise. Then I wouldn't be able to hear you.or see you. I could see that hair from a mile away!" Molly stood up strait and put her hands on her hips and gave him a nasty look. "Shut up." She said patting her hair down and pulling it to the side of her head. "I didn't mean that in a bad way.please come back!" Molly rolled her eyes and then began to run away. She had out ran every boy in her school so she figured that this boy would be no exception. No sooner than she had started to run, the boy had caught up with her. "I forgot to introduce my self.would you stop?!?" he said from in front of her. Molly still tried to keep running but the boy had out stretched his arms on both sides so she couldn't get around. "Fine, what is your name?" Molly said breathing hard, doubling over. "I'm Jesse, Jesse Tuck. Your Molly Grint. I know all about you!" She looked at him weird. "Ok, this is getting freaky so um, I'll just be going now." Molly tried very heard to walk away from his blue eyes and curly brown hair but she couldn't. ".and what do you suppose your going to do if you go and leave me all by my self?" Molly closed her eyes and turned the other way. "I don't know, maybe." Jesse interrupted Molly in mid-sentence, ".jump off of the ledge over the lake?" Molly opened her eyes and smiled. "Ok, no problem. How about you?" Jesse smiled ear to ear. "Race you there!" he yelled before Molly had a chance to start.
Jesse leapt onto a log beside the ledge as Molly made her way up the waterfall. She saw Jesse trying to fix his hair, looking in the water at his reflection. Molly went up to Jesse from behind and pushed him into the shallow part of the stream. She started to laugh while Jesse shook his head as he got up. His over sized Amish shirt clung to his body. "No fair!" Jesse yelled running back to where Molly was. He picked her up by her waist as Molly thrashed her arms and legs in the air. Jesse walked over to the cliff and held her over it. She stopped and looked into Jesse's eyes. He smiled and then let go of her. Molly screamed as she fell but hit the water slowly after. When she emerged, Jesse jumped in. The two of them went into a laughing conversation. Finally, Molly asked the question that she wanted answered from the minute he had said something about it. "What did you mean by you knew all about me?" Jesse shook his head, drying his hair. "Well, I've been watching everybody. See, where I come from, there wasn't many people so when we came here." "We?" Molly interrupted, ".me and my brother Miles. We were, I mean, I was excited to see a local school." Molly was treading water about 5 feet from Jesse. "So, you move around a lot?" at this point, she wanted to get as much information she could get out of Jesse "Yeah, me and Miles live together, we have a little cabin in.I'm boring you, aint I?" Jesse asked half laughing. Molly was staring with wide eyes. "No! Not at all." she swam closer to Jesse. He smiled and then went under water. Molly bent her head back and laughed really loud. Jesse had swam down and started to tickle her feet. Being very careful, Molly tried to feel for Jesse's head so she wouldn't kick it. She felt his arms and tried to pull him up. "That wasn't funny!" Molly laughed. Jesse closed his mouth from laughing. He pulled Molly close, closed his eyes, and laid his lips on hers. "Jesse Francis Tuck! Get up here right now!" (A/N: That may not be his actual middle name but I thought Francis was a cool middle name.) Molly turned around and saw a man, who looked around 28, calling for Jesse. "Aw Miles, live a little!" Jesse yelled as he swam past Molly and towards the side where the man Jesse called Miles was. "Sorry Molly, I have to go." Jesse yelled, waving franticly in the air towards her. She smiled very weak and waved. "I don't want you seeing that girl again Jesse." He gave Jesse a weird but stern look. "I'm one hundred and 75 years old, I can do what I want!" Molly waited until they left to get out.