Lisaannwalter Stories

16 year old y/n helps out a teacher for one hour every Thursday. She gets assigned to a teacher who catches her eye. She starts to develop a crush as the time passes, but she knows nothing will happen...or will it?

For The Abbott Elementary lovers💗

A new art teacher fresh off the plane from England. Alexander Smith gets caught up in the unexpected chaos that is Abbott. This is the Diary of Alexander Smith recalling their first hand experience at this special school.

"When you wish upon a star, your dreams, come true."~Pinocchio

"Baby mine, don't you cry. Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart. Never to part, baby of mine"~Dumbo

"You don't know how it feels. To be outside the crowd...To be left out. And you don't know how it feels. To be your own best friend on the outside looking in. If you could read my mind. You might see more of me than meets the eye. And you've been all wrong."~Jordan Pruitt

im making this to comfort myself mostly so it'll mostly be situations related to my life at first but i can add anything you guys want

one shots of female celebs (wlw) they/them and she/her pronouns used! ⋆｡°✩

Francesca Gabriella "Frannie" Salazar had built her life on control. Corporate communications manager. Breadwinner. Mother of two. The dependable first daughter who sends money home, fixes everyone's problems, and never lets the world see her crack. Abbott Elementary was supposed to be temporary - just a substitute position, just a reset. Then she meets Melissa Schemmenti. Blunt. Loyal. South Philly through and through. A woman who doesn't care about designer heels or polished smiles - and definitely doesn't trust them. What begins as polite tension turns into lingering glances. Shared lunch breaks. Quiet confessions under flickering hallway lights. But Frannie is married. Melissa doesn't do complicated. And seventeen years is a long gap to bridge. In a school full of chaos, budget cuts, and Ava's questionable leadership, two women slowly learn that sometimes the scariest lesson isn't love- It's letting yourself be seen. Trope: Slow burn. Teacher x teacher. Friends to lovers.

Everyone at Abbott Elementary noticed it before it was ever said out loud. The way Melissa Schemmenti lingered in the teachers' lounge on Thursdays. The way Gary-the vending machine guy-always stayed a little longer than necessary. What started as shared silences and almosts slowly became something neither of them meant to fall into, but couldn't walk away from either. This is a story about quiet love. About choosing to stay. About two people who have spent their whole lives being dependable finally letting themselves be wanted.

Melissa schementti/reader mommy's good girl

"Will you hurry up?!" I huffed rolling my eyes. "Will you sit still? God you're worse than the kindergartners." She said peaking from behind the canvas. "Then you should have gotten one of them to sit here." I muttered making her laugh. "I didn't want a kindergartner Melissa. I wanted you, you're the perfect muse."