This is a người hâm mộ fiction I wrote a while cách đây but never finished, please bình luận any feedback hoặc criticism hoặc even if bạn want me to keep nghề viết văn it.

Belle never paid attention to what anybody else was doing. She always had her head stuck in a book, and that was where her mind would be. She would travel to different lands everyday just using her imagination. There was only one problem; she never noticed any strange behavior from others. She was too preoccupied. No wonder nobody ever talked to her. Most girls laugh and tease when she walks by. Most boys prank her and take her books. But Belle hadn’t realized nobody had been bothering her lately.

One ngày Belle was sitting on the bleachers enjoying the sixth Harry Potter book when she heard an odd voice. She was tempted to look up but she was up to the most important part. I must’ve imagined it, she thought to herself and continued reading. After đọc a few thêm pages she heard it again, but now it was constant, like they were having a conversation. She slowly sat the book down on her lap and looked up. Of course! Why didn’t she think of it before? It was a new kid. But he wasn’t just any new kid. He had just moved from England. He was already a ngôi sao football player and a mega-stud. All the girls wanted to be his.

Belle took a closer look at him. He had blonde hair and deep blue eyes. His golden hair glimmered in the sunlight, instantly Belle smiled. She had never felt this way before, she had only read about it in books. From that ngày on she decided she would try to actually make contact with people, make a few Những người bạn and work up the courage to talk to this mysterious boy. She had heard so much about him, but not his name.