Lizzy And Danny

Elizabeth's father is the Head Master of an all boys boarding school for delinquents. It's the late 1950s and Lizzy is bored and tired of being treated as property. When the new boy Danny, shows up he shows her a whole new world. He's got his own tricks up his sleeve and might just save Lizzy from her inevitable fate.

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I rewrote the original because it was going no where! Please tell me what you think!
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4. Rule Breaker

Elizabeth's POV:

"Elizabeth you are a disgrace!" He screamed at me as soon as we entered his office.

"I'm... I'm sorry Papa." I whimper as he slams his fist onto the desk. He spits as he shouts with rage at me and fury radiates off of him. Before I was sent out he gifted me with a bright red hand mark on my left cheek. It stung and the skin was tender where the mark was left. As I walked to my room a few tears escaped my eyes. When I hear voices I quickly hide behind one of the long heavy curtains.

"What way is it?" A voice snaps.

"I don't bloody know! No one's ever been to her bloody chambers before." Another snaps back.

"This plan is going tits up Baby Face." A familiar voice growls.

Baby Face is about to respond when I burst out laughing. Danny's and Baby Face's expression was a mix of being horrified and embarrassed.

"You're such idiots." I say wiping the tears away.

"Well we're nice idiots. Are you okay?" Danny asks in his New Yorker accent.

"Nothing I can't handle." I smile trying to sound confident.

"Well the boys and us have devised the best prank ever." Baby Face smirks giving my shoulder a playful punch.

"Oh really?" I giggle.

"Yep and it will be what legends were made of!" Danny grins.

"Well good luck with that." I smirk and go to walk away but Danny grips my arm.

"Stay strong Lizzy. Don't let him now he got to you, you're to bad ass for that." He chuckles.

"Thanks Danny." I smile sadly as I stare into his bright green eyes. At first I think we'll share a kiss but Baby Face grips Danny's arm dragging him away.

"Nigh Liz." They call as they scuttle down the corridor towards their chambers.

I sigh and then hurry back to my room where I change and dive into bed. As soon as I hit the mattress I fall into a deep sleep.

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I wake up to the sun shinning brightly through my curtains. My cheek was still red but it wasn't anything a little powder couldn't cover up. I walk to my wardrobe and decide what I would wear today. In the end I choose denim boyfriend jeans, a loose white tank top blouse that rested just above my belly button and then some white pumps. My hair was down in barrel curls but had a middle part up-and-down pony tail.

When I check the time it reads 8:10 so I quickly hurry towards the dining haul where everyone is. All eyes are on me as I walk towards my little table but my father doesn't even glance in my direction.

"One tea please." I smile as I take my seat and the maid scuttles off. I look around boredly and see that Danny is staring at me with a grin on his face.

"To giving zero fucks." I smirk, raising my tea cup and taking a sip. The boys start sniggering and raise there glasses to the statement I gave. My father acts as if I wasn't even there and even when I start laughing outrageously he ignores me. After I finish my breakfast I slide my chair back and waltz out the haul. Normally I have to ask for permission but today I decided I'd break the rules a bit. I've never been allowed to wear my casual clothes around these boys, I always had to wear my dresses and nanny clothes.

I walk out and slip down the passage ways towards the back exit. From there I wonder out of the grounds and to where me, Rose and Violet had our picnic. Danny, Baby Face, Chris and Leon all stand by the windows and cheer at my brave move which makes me laugh. I've never did anything to purposely disobey my father so this was a big step for me.

*Sorry for the slow update, I've been super busy! Like, comment and share!*

 

 

 

 

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