Disclaimer: I do not own lord of the rings (unfortunately), LotR is owned by J.R.R Tolkein and that director dude
PS: this is based off the movie with some people from the book
Story Begin:
Have you ever had to wake up at OMG its early. Well if you have, you know how much it sucks. You will also be able to imagine how much it sucks to do it EVERY DAY. Turning over in my king sized bed with torquoise sheet and a tan comforter, I looked over at the clock on my white night-stand. A harsh red 4:30 a.m. flashing back at me. I contemplated staying in bed and being later for my teaching job, but decided against it. After all I was still paying off the mortgage to my new house and the last thing I needed was to loose my job.
Yawning and stretching, I slowly climbed out of bed with the sheets pooling around my bare feet, standing and yawning until' I felt I was more awake. Then I almost sauntered into the bathroom for a shower….almost being the key word as I tumbled onto the floor after tripping over the bed sheets. "CRAAAAAAAA- smack …". See that smack , that was me hitting the floor and landing on my ass. I could tell today was gonna be shit, right then and there. Grumbling to myself I kicked off the sheets and got up AGAIN this time successfully making it to the bathroom. My bathroom isn't that big with a black tile floor ,tan walls, white-marble counter tops, one 'Kohler' sink (in the marble counter top), a large vanity mirror, a white bathtub, and a large white shower next to the tub. There was an assortment of shells and other odd things placed everywhere. I also had those blue gell candles, with beach designs in them, placed decoratively around the area . Still grumbling I walked over to the counter and checked my appearance.
My shoulder length brown/red hair was in knots and tangles on my head. My fair skin looked pale and tired making my freckles stick out, and my color changing eyes appeared to be grayish silver today. With a frown I realized that I would have to take a shower because I looked like a greased pig. I also realized it was the last day of school and I would be going on vacation with my best friend Debbie ,the chorus teacher, to the Shell Isles. Hurrying I quickly took a shower washing my hair with chocolate shampoo and my body with cucumber melon body wash. Then I rushed out, blow dried my hair and dressed in a black mini skirt, a white spaghetti strap shirt (that made my relitivley small boobs seem large), a black tie with pink stripes loosely around my neck, and black hot topic flats. Looking up at my clock I realized it was 6:00 and I had an hour to pack, eat, put up my hair, and get in the car. So I multi-tasked. Running into my black kitchen. My kitchen is pretty big with black marble counter tops stretching from about a foot away from the archway (not a door ARCHWAY) and continuing around the kitchen until it reached the edge of the family room. There it turned into a kind of mini bar with chrome stools with a small back and leather cushions on the butt. Five feet from the archway was my chrome stove and just a little farther down (after a corner) there was my large shiny black fridge/freezer with a dishwasher stowed under the counter ,about a foot away, of the same color. Rushing over to the fridge, I grabbed a ham, egg, and cheese hot pocket, stuck in the microwave, and while it heated put my hair up in a loose bun using the black scrunchie I had brought with me.. When it 'beeped' I grabbed the yummy little ham and cheese thing in a paper towel and began to pack.
'Items' number of said items
short sleeve shirts of various designs -8
tank tops -5
shorts -7
short-shorts -3
bathing suit -2
pants-4
chocolate soap/shampoo (1 leter)-1
ipod video-1
solar-powered ipod charger-2
cellphone-1
snacks and drinks-tons
FF School DayGetting out of my green Honda pilot I grabbed my stuff (suitcase included) I headed into Seagull Middle and up to the second story, sixth grade hallway , and to my science room, number 301. Putting down my lesson plan, I hurriedly walked around checking for gum under the tables or doodles on desks. As you can tell (or at least I hope you can) I am a sixth grade science teacher (and a pretty damn good one too!). My class has only a few rules. For instance, you are allowed to chew gum in my class, HOWEVER if I find gum under a desk poof no more gum chewing. You also get 15 minutes of free time at the end of class to do whatever you please, but if I find doodles on the desks or graffiti….SAY HELLO TO MY LARGE FRIEND….EL' HOMEWORK OF THE EXTRA! Seeing none I walked over to my stuff and organized the tests from last Friday and the various homework and other worksheets from the day before. When I was finished it was 8:03 a.m. and I had enough time to go down stairs to the cafeteria and put my suitcase in the teachers lounge so it wouldn't get stolen, then say hi to deb.
FF After drop off of numerous shit -8:30 a.m.After droppong off my stuff, and talking to a few of my students I walked over to the music hall to say Hi to Debbie , and listen to the southern seagulls singers, well… sing. Though I knew Deb wouldn't admit the girls were good, they definently were. Before I continue, let me tell you what the southern Seagull singers (S.S.S) are. The S.S.S are a group of about 20 girls chosen by the chorus teacher to sing in a special choral group. All of the girls dress in black and white knee length dresses with a round cut neck line that only shows a little skin. Their hair must be put back in a ponytail (or just out of her face if they have short hair) with black shoes. The girls travel to different places, like store openings, for practice concerts. Than, the girls perform EXTRA hard songs at concerts and competions. All of which they rock down the house at. Anyways, after going down numerous twisting hallways, I finally made it to the chorus room, room number 503, in the music hall.
Though the hall was SUPPOSED to be sound proof, you could still hear the numerous sounds of students practicing there instruments or warming up for one thing and another. So I hurridley wlaked around the corner to 503 and opened the large metal and wood door to be greeted with the sound of 'Bird song'. Apparently the song was over because Deb dropped her hands and smiled a some-what satisfied grin. " Well MS. Braven , that was quite a song if I do say so my self!" I called out from my place at the door way. Debbie's golden blonde head sprung around looking amused. "Yes, it actually was quite good,Cici….WE should know, after all we did sing the same song together in Middle School!" Deb called over to me with her blueish green eys twinkling. The girls in the bleachers looked at me smiling, some waving because they knew me as their teacher. Waving and smiling myself, I walked over to Debbie with my arms crossed, looking at her atire for the day. Her golden blonde hair was half up, falling just below her shoulder blades in waves. She had a large amount of eyeliner and mascara on making her eyes pop against her tan skin. Now, if you think my clothes were bad….you aien't seen nothing yet! Debbie was wearing a mini-mini camouflage skirt, with a white (almost see through (which shows her HUGE…BLACK bra)) belly shirt, tight thigh high black leather boots with 2 inch high heels, and a pink dog tag around her neck. Turning back to her whispering class, Debbie yelled out " SHUT UP AND LEAVE ALREADY!". Scuttering out quickly, all of the girls left, leaving just me and Deb. "Hey Deb, you put your shit in the teachers lounge?" I asked her after 15 minutes of talking about nothing. " YESSSS, god you are worse than my mom!" Deb huffed out annoyed for no reason. " I was just checking, the last thing we need is to have our crap stolen the DAY before summer break" I retaliated. Looking at the clock I realized it was about 9:07 a.m. and I had to head to class. Quickly departing with a loud 'GOODBYE MY SISTA' and a sisterly hug, I hurried over to my room to begin the day.
FF 4th period luch break
Me and Debbie share the same lunch break. That is not all we share though, both me and Debs have the same trouble student……Cassie Turner. Cassie is a relativley large girl with thick brown hair and dull gray eyes. Our young Cassie has had a pretty fucked up life; child abuse from her step-father, teasing because of her weight, bad grades….the list goes on and on. We never thought she would act on her hatred…boy were we wrong. So far it had been a normal day for me and Deb: teaching, yelling, more teaching….get it? We thought the last day would go as planned, peaceful and ignorant, that is until lunch. As me and Debbie ate in the teacher's lounge we noticed something VERY odd, the entire cafeteria was silent. Both me and debbie got up to see the cause of this silence and were dumbstruck by what we saw.There in the middle of the Cafeteria floor stood Cassie, with a gun raised to the ceiling. "Cassie.." we both murmered to ourselves. Our murmer did not go unnoticed and soon the gun was pointed at debbie and I. "YOU TWO!" cassie yelled at us. " YOU DID THIS TO ME" she yelled after a pause. "wha-" I was cut of as Cassie fired a shot into the air with a loud 'bang' into the ceiling causing several students to cry out. "SHUT UP! YOU MADE HIM (her dad you idiots) HIT ME….ABUSE ME!….rape me…ITS ALL YOUR FAULT " Cassie yelled before turning towards Debbie and shooting her twice. Blood splattered on my face as I cried out and lunged to grab my best friend, but something went wrong. I felt a searing pain rip through my body as I fell to my knees holding my chest. Looking down I could see 3 bullet holes spewing blood onto the dirty white tile floor. For a moment I just sat there looking at my chest than back at cassie. But my sight began to fade and I felt my self fall to the floor in a cold pain. The last thing I heard was the yells of students and a horrible evil voice before I felt death consume me.
