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So, ever since I saw some Miguel and 夏洛特 pictures that chesire made for me {They are awesome!!!}, I decided to make a fanfiction having to to do with them! :3 Eeeeek! I'm so excited! :D My 心 is pounding! I hope most of 你 enjoy this series!
"Wait up Miguel! 你 know I can't catch up to 你 that fast!" An twenty-year-old 夏洛特 La Bouff runs in a sea of townspeople. Barely seeing her best childhood friend, Miguel, she gives in and takes a 座位 on the sidewalk near her. "Hey," Someone says to The blond New Orleans female. "Are 你 okay?" Right in front of her is Miguel himself. "You...you beat me." she says with her usual southern accent. "Well," Miguel says as he helps 夏洛特 up from the concrete. "That's what 你 get for cheating at a race." The game that they were playing earlier was a simple race. Sometimes, Miguel would let Lottie win. But that was only when they were little children. For their whole life, they've been friends. As kids, they often dreamed about what they would grow up to be. Now, as twenty 年 olds, they are still following their true destiny. Unfortunately, Miguel grew up into a gambler and 夏洛特 was headed for a rich and spoiled life. "Next time," 夏洛特 starts as she brushes off the dust the concrete left on her skirt. "I will be destined to win." Miguel crosses his arms. "That's what 你 say everyday. But 你 never win. Only a miracle can help you." Sometimes, Lottie appreciates the enthusiasm that Miguel gives her. But not this time.
Everyday at two-thirty p.m, Miguel and 夏洛特 get some lunch. Miguel's treat. "Two bowls of gumbo please." Miguel says to the waitress. "Comin' right up." Lottie makes an entrance to the restaurant. "I'M HERE!!!!" 夏洛特 yells at the 最佳, 返回页首 of her lungs. Everyone who went to the restauraunt would always expect 夏洛特 to do that. The African-American waitress with a midnight black bun in her hair sets the two bowls of hot gumbo in front of 夏洛特 and Miguel. "Enjoy." She says kindly. "Thank 你 Tiana!" Tiana smiles at her friend. Miguel takes a spoon-full of gumbo and takes a sip. "HOT! HOT! HOT!" It was always the same thing for Miguel and gumbo. They never agree to anything having to do with taste buds and spice. Spice would overcome Miguel's taste buds. 夏洛特 laughs out loud. The look on Miguel's face was always hilarious!
So, ever since I saw some Miguel and 夏洛特 pictures that chesire made for me {They are awesome!!!}, I decided to make a fanfiction having to to do with them! :3 Eeeeek! I'm so excited! :D My 心 is pounding! I hope most of 你 enjoy this series!
"Wait up Miguel! 你 know I can't catch up to 你 that fast!" An twenty-year-old 夏洛特 La Bouff runs in a sea of townspeople. Barely seeing her best childhood friend, Miguel, she gives in and takes a 座位 on the sidewalk near her. "Hey," Someone says to The blond New Orleans female. "Are 你 okay?" Right in front of her is Miguel himself. "You...you beat me." she says with her usual southern accent. "Well," Miguel says as he helps 夏洛特 up from the concrete. "That's what 你 get for cheating at a race." The game that they were playing earlier was a simple race. Sometimes, Miguel would let Lottie win. But that was only when they were little children. For their whole life, they've been friends. As kids, they often dreamed about what they would grow up to be. Now, as twenty 年 olds, they are still following their true destiny. Unfortunately, Miguel grew up into a gambler and 夏洛特 was headed for a rich and spoiled life. "Next time," 夏洛特 starts as she brushes off the dust the concrete left on her skirt. "I will be destined to win." Miguel crosses his arms. "That's what 你 say everyday. But 你 never win. Only a miracle can help you." Sometimes, Lottie appreciates the enthusiasm that Miguel gives her. But not this time.
Everyday at two-thirty p.m, Miguel and 夏洛特 get some lunch. Miguel's treat. "Two bowls of gumbo please." Miguel says to the waitress. "Comin' right up." Lottie makes an entrance to the restaurant. "I'M HERE!!!!" 夏洛特 yells at the 最佳, 返回页首 of her lungs. Everyone who went to the restauraunt would always expect 夏洛特 to do that. The African-American waitress with a midnight black bun in her hair sets the two bowls of hot gumbo in front of 夏洛特 and Miguel. "Enjoy." She says kindly. "Thank 你 Tiana!" Tiana smiles at her friend. Miguel takes a spoon-full of gumbo and takes a sip. "HOT! HOT! HOT!" It was always the same thing for Miguel and gumbo. They never agree to anything having to do with taste buds and spice. Spice would overcome Miguel's taste buds. 夏洛特 laughs out loud. The look on Miguel's face was always hilarious!
Miguel's face after taking a sip of gumbo
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