Female OC X Georgie Cooper
Georgie and Harley have been best friends ever since the second grade, but little to their knowledge they've both had fat crushes on each other the whole time.
Each chapter will be an episode of young Sheldon, but focusin...
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It was a couple days before school started up again, and I was at the Coopers house for dinner. But then again... when am I not.
"Sheldon , if you don't get in here, I'm gonna lick your toothbrush!" Georgie's younger sister, Melisa, or more well known as 'Missy' shouts.
"Coming!" Thats Sheldon, there's so much to say about him. If I had to describe him in three words they would be: germaphobe, picky, and fucking Einstein.
Sheldon sits down at the table a couple of seats away from me. I'm sitting between Georgie and Missy.
"The hell were you doing out there?" That's Georgie's dad. George. Personally I think it's weird to name your kid after yourself, most people who do that think they're better than everyone else. Though, I don't know George very well, and I know he means a lot to Georgie, so I give him the benefit of the doubt.
"George! Language!" Mary, who is very true to her name, is a Christian, and brings her whole family, including me, along for the ride which I never cared for much. Nor did I really care for her, but she feeds me every night, so I keep the biblical insults to myself.
Mary prays for me every day. Kind gesture, but what does that say about me?
"What language? So?" The elder of the George's asks.
"I was exploring dimensional kinematics." I never know what that kids saying, so I always just smile and nod. It seems to work though, because he likes me better than all of his siblings, he told me himself. That kid really needs a filter.
"Admit it. He's adopted." Georgie commented.
"How can I be adopted when I have a twin sister? Think monkey, think." Sheldon snapped back. I let out a giggle into my fist and Georgie gave me a deadly glare, only causing me to crack up more.
"That's enough, no one's adopted. And I can kick you out anytime I like, Harley."
I instantly stoped laughing and let out a faint, "sorry."
"Let's pray." The stupid Virgin Mary demands.
Audible groans are head from around the table as Sheldon puts his gloves on.
"Leave him be." The annoying witch complains. I'm around them enough to hate them like my own family, funny.
"He can hold hands with his family, it won't kill him."
"We don't know that!" Sheldon started, "Georgie, have you washed your hands before dinner, or even this week?"
