Ok, I'm just gonna keep makin these! so let's get this over with!
Part4: to प्यार a Genius part1: Ocitana
starting from where we last left off.......
He looked into her eyes,almost like he was telling her he'd wrote it about her.He sat down ,her दिल jumped a beat.Mrs. Poetarian then कहा in very normal, tone "Well Mr. Fletcher, it was a bit short, but at least it was right on the point.I give it an A"
"Plus?"
"no, just an A but if आप keep up the work like that, you'll be getting A plus's in no time"
"well, as long as I have my inpiration....I doubt i'll ever need another thing"
Fletcher looked at her again, blushing. This was'nt normal. something was wrong. fletcher was being too good. Usually he'd freak out over a plain old A. What was wrong with him? Mrs.Poetarian had six और students come up, then finally the घंटी, बेल rang.she expected Fletcher to try to walk her to class, but instead he ran off in a hurry.she decided to follow him.
Fletcher swept down the hall and around the corner, heading toward his locker, strangely all other lockers अगला to it were not being used द्वारा kids at the school, so the hall was completly empty.Fletcher stopped,banged his head against the locker, and cried out in a saddened voice"A NORMAL OLD A?UGH! डेक्स्टर AND HEXTER ARE GONNA LAUGH AT ME! I bet I looked stoopid to Bubbles! thinking that dumb poem was gonna change anything."
".....Fletcher?"she called out, moving her head out from behind the दीवार to get a better look at him. He was sobbing, finally slipping to the floor with his hands covering his face after throwing his lab gloves to the ground.Finally, he choked out in a saddened tone..
"go away bu-Bubbles"
".....Fletcher please.."
"NO! I कहा LEAVE ME ALONE!"
She turned to leave, a single tear shed from her eye. Fletcher stared at her moment... then कहा something unexpected.
"Bubbles....are आप ok?"
Bubbles clenched her fists, turned around, and yelled in a harsh tone" DO I LOOK OK TO YOU!? आप YELLED AT ME! AFTER I WAS TRYING TO HELP YOU!"
"Bubbles please I'm-"
"DON'T START WITH ME! आप DON'T KNOW THE MEANING OF SORRY DO YOU?!?HUH!?"
Fletcher looked up at her, his eyes filled with fear , trying his best to scootch away from Bubbles as she inched closer. He burst into tears again. Bubbles stopped for a moment...and had a flash back.
"Your....Your....Fletcher.....right?"
"YES आप STOOPID GIRL!NOW JUST TAKE THE DARN TOY!"
She remembered how she looked, soddened with tears. Fletcher looked like that now. She looked down at him a moment......He was sobbing into his hands again. Something fell from his backpack, carelessly left open again. Bubbles moved toward it. It was, an Octi. not like her Octi, purple with blue spots and little blue hat, but...dark navy blue, with what looked like a girl version of Octi's face, and dark green poka dots.
Fletcher sobbed harder.Bubbles took the toy over to him, and in a कहा in a low, sweet tone...
"excuse me....is this yours?"
Fletcher looked up, his eyes opened up widely.
"....Octiana?"
"Oh, so this is yours!"Bubbles कहा playfully, playing keep away when Fletcher grabbed for it.
"HEY GIVE IT!"
"Fletcher has a dolly, Fletcher has dolly!"
"SHUT UP!......IT'S....IT'S DEXTER'S!"
"Oh, then maybe I should go return it to him?"
"NO! I mean! please, theres no need to do that!" Fletcher said, trying to snatch the doll from Bubble's hands.
"hmmmm..you know... truth be told I think boys who admits to having a doll is actually very brave, and cute"She said, giggling cutely.
"IT'S NOT MY-wait what?!?"
"Yea, too bad it's not yours....I thought for a सेकंड आप actually were a little sensitive"
"Oh! umm...I uh....well it is actually..um... my...... doll...."
"hmmmm how do I know आप aren't lying to get me to like you?"
"because.....I only कहा it was'nt....to get आप not think I was........STOOPID!" Fletcher cried, sobbing into his hands, leaning against his locker.
"Everyone likes डेक्स्टर या Hexter......everyone thinks I'm...stoopid."
"no they don't!at least.....some of them don't"
"Hexter has that, "romantic accent", girls fall for him in an instant! when I talk to girls...... they think i'm weird.. and say that my voice is weird!"
" I hate Hexter's accent, I think yours is cute."
"Dexter at least has Blossom, and all of his friends........I'll never have.....anyone..."
"no......YOUR WRONG!" Bubbles yelled out. She grabbed Fletcher, and hugged him. Tears gushing down her cheeks like a waterfall. Finally..she कहा in a small sweet tone...
".....you have me!"
Fletcher looked at her..... a little smile on his face, and Octiana now in his hands. He looked into Bubbles eyes, unable to say a word...and finally, he leaned in, and kissed her on the cheek. And, without a single word, grabbed his things. Put back on his lab gloves, and began to walk away. Bubbles turned to watch him go. A small bit of sadness in the fact he was silent. After he was a few steps away, Bubbles heard him whisper, in silent sweet tone....
" thank you......but we.....we'll never work out ......mon amour"
And with those final words, the घंटी, बेल rang...and Bubbles burst into tears again.
End of Part4, Part 1
Part4: to प्यार a Genius part1: Ocitana
starting from where we last left off.......
He looked into her eyes,almost like he was telling her he'd wrote it about her.He sat down ,her दिल jumped a beat.Mrs. Poetarian then कहा in very normal, tone "Well Mr. Fletcher, it was a bit short, but at least it was right on the point.I give it an A"
"Plus?"
"no, just an A but if आप keep up the work like that, you'll be getting A plus's in no time"
"well, as long as I have my inpiration....I doubt i'll ever need another thing"
Fletcher looked at her again, blushing. This was'nt normal. something was wrong. fletcher was being too good. Usually he'd freak out over a plain old A. What was wrong with him? Mrs.Poetarian had six और students come up, then finally the घंटी, बेल rang.she expected Fletcher to try to walk her to class, but instead he ran off in a hurry.she decided to follow him.
Fletcher swept down the hall and around the corner, heading toward his locker, strangely all other lockers अगला to it were not being used द्वारा kids at the school, so the hall was completly empty.Fletcher stopped,banged his head against the locker, and cried out in a saddened voice"A NORMAL OLD A?UGH! डेक्स्टर AND HEXTER ARE GONNA LAUGH AT ME! I bet I looked stoopid to Bubbles! thinking that dumb poem was gonna change anything."
".....Fletcher?"she called out, moving her head out from behind the दीवार to get a better look at him. He was sobbing, finally slipping to the floor with his hands covering his face after throwing his lab gloves to the ground.Finally, he choked out in a saddened tone..
"go away bu-Bubbles"
".....Fletcher please.."
"NO! I कहा LEAVE ME ALONE!"
She turned to leave, a single tear shed from her eye. Fletcher stared at her moment... then कहा something unexpected.
"Bubbles....are आप ok?"
Bubbles clenched her fists, turned around, and yelled in a harsh tone" DO I LOOK OK TO YOU!? आप YELLED AT ME! AFTER I WAS TRYING TO HELP YOU!"
"Bubbles please I'm-"
"DON'T START WITH ME! आप DON'T KNOW THE MEANING OF SORRY DO YOU?!?HUH!?"
Fletcher looked up at her, his eyes filled with fear , trying his best to scootch away from Bubbles as she inched closer. He burst into tears again. Bubbles stopped for a moment...and had a flash back.
"Your....Your....Fletcher.....right?"
"YES आप STOOPID GIRL!NOW JUST TAKE THE DARN TOY!"
She remembered how she looked, soddened with tears. Fletcher looked like that now. She looked down at him a moment......He was sobbing into his hands again. Something fell from his backpack, carelessly left open again. Bubbles moved toward it. It was, an Octi. not like her Octi, purple with blue spots and little blue hat, but...dark navy blue, with what looked like a girl version of Octi's face, and dark green poka dots.
Fletcher sobbed harder.Bubbles took the toy over to him, and in a कहा in a low, sweet tone...
"excuse me....is this yours?"
Fletcher looked up, his eyes opened up widely.
"....Octiana?"
"Oh, so this is yours!"Bubbles कहा playfully, playing keep away when Fletcher grabbed for it.
"HEY GIVE IT!"
"Fletcher has a dolly, Fletcher has dolly!"
"SHUT UP!......IT'S....IT'S DEXTER'S!"
"Oh, then maybe I should go return it to him?"
"NO! I mean! please, theres no need to do that!" Fletcher said, trying to snatch the doll from Bubble's hands.
"hmmmm..you know... truth be told I think boys who admits to having a doll is actually very brave, and cute"She said, giggling cutely.
"IT'S NOT MY-wait what?!?"
"Yea, too bad it's not yours....I thought for a सेकंड आप actually were a little sensitive"
"Oh! umm...I uh....well it is actually..um... my...... doll...."
"hmmmm how do I know आप aren't lying to get me to like you?"
"because.....I only कहा it was'nt....to get आप not think I was........STOOPID!" Fletcher cried, sobbing into his hands, leaning against his locker.
"Everyone likes डेक्स्टर या Hexter......everyone thinks I'm...stoopid."
"no they don't!at least.....some of them don't"
"Hexter has that, "romantic accent", girls fall for him in an instant! when I talk to girls...... they think i'm weird.. and say that my voice is weird!"
" I hate Hexter's accent, I think yours is cute."
"Dexter at least has Blossom, and all of his friends........I'll never have.....anyone..."
"no......YOUR WRONG!" Bubbles yelled out. She grabbed Fletcher, and hugged him. Tears gushing down her cheeks like a waterfall. Finally..she कहा in a small sweet tone...
".....you have me!"
Fletcher looked at her..... a little smile on his face, and Octiana now in his hands. He looked into Bubbles eyes, unable to say a word...and finally, he leaned in, and kissed her on the cheek. And, without a single word, grabbed his things. Put back on his lab gloves, and began to walk away. Bubbles turned to watch him go. A small bit of sadness in the fact he was silent. After he was a few steps away, Bubbles heard him whisper, in silent sweet tone....
" thank you......but we.....we'll never work out ......mon amour"
And with those final words, the घंटी, बेल rang...and Bubbles burst into tears again.
End of Part4, Part 1
