Pippin Took sat on the faux leather bus seat, his knees propped up on the back of the seat in front of him. He was wearing jeans and a black tee shirt that said, 'Can't touch this' in white letters, and his hair was brushed neatly to one side of his head. It was morning, and mist was hanging low in the air, and the fields that the school bus were passing looked like they were covered in a thick layer of clouds. Most of the windows on the bus were closed, except for one two seats in front of him, and the strong wind blew back his curly hair.
It was the first day of high school for the hobbit and his friends, and he was determined to have a great time no matter what. Pippin had been looking forward to this day for years! He had seen Merry and Frodo over the summer, but he hadn't seen Sam and was looking forward to seeing his friend again.
The bus stopped, and another hobbit with silver-blue eyes and brown hair stepped onto the bus, a black backpack slung carelessly over his shoulder.He wore a green shirt that said abercrombie and fitch on it in white print, and also wore jeans.
"Frodo! Over here!", he called exitedly, waving.
"Hey pippin!", he exclaimed as he threw down his backpack and sat next to him.
"Would you two mind shutting up?", an angry, tired voice growled, "Some of us were actually sleeping." The voice belonged to a he-elf, probablly a senior, with long brown hair and brown eyes that were shut with exhaustion.
Pippin shrugged guiltily, and he and Frodo continued the conversation in a low tone.
"I'm so exited!", Frodo whispered.
"Yeah. I wonder who'll have our classes.", He said.
"I dunno."
The bus came to a stop, and a tall, blonde-haired he elf and two hobbits got onto the bus.
"Sam! Merry!",he exclaimed without thinking.
The senior glared at him with a gaze of blue fire.
Sam and merry sat down in the seat in front of them, and the he-elf sat behind them. Merry immediately turned around, putting his elbow on the back of the seat.
"I can't beleive it, it's finally the first day of--", he started, only to be cut off by Frodo and Pippin.
"Shhhh!", they both hissed urgently at the same time, gesturing towards the senior.
"Right.", he whispered, "I can't beleive it's finally the new school year at last. We're gonna be in high school!"
"Yeah, Isn't it great!"
The bus finally reached the high school, WillowBrook High, and stopped in the bus area. All of the students stood up, getting their posessions and then waiting for the bus driver to allow them to leave. She finally opened the doors and wished them a good day before dismissing them.
They had been assigned home rooms the day before, so they all already knew where to go. He, Sam,Frodo, and Merry walked along one of the halls to some guy named Gandalf's class, as that was their home room.
They walked inside, and they saw their teacher. He had a long gray beard and mustache, and was pretty old looking. Atop his head was a pointy hat, and he wore a gray cloak. Frodo raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
"Welcome to my class, everybody.", he said to them, "I am Mr. Gandalf. May I please have a name to call you by?"
"I'm Frodo, this is Sam, this is Merry, and this is Pippin.", he said.
"Ah. You may sit where you want for now, later we might have permanent seating assignments.", Mr.Gandalf told them.
"Thank you, sir.", Merry said.
"What was that for?", he hissed to Merry as they went to find their desks, "Suck-up."
Merry laughed and nodded.
Merry wound up sitting on his right, and Sam on his left. Frodo sat in front of him.
The bell rang, and Mr. Gandalf walked to the front of the class with a teaching stick.
"Good morning everybody, I'm Mr.Gandalf.", he said, "I know that you guys are probablly pretty nervous, it being your first day of school and all--"
"A dwarf is never nervous!", a student, a dwarf with a big beard, called.
Mr.Gandalf sighed and continued.
"Anyways, here we are going to forget what race we are, because we are all her for the common cause of learning, so I don't want any thousand year wars refought in my language arts class room. Got it?", he asked, glancing at one of the elves and then at a dwarf.
The dwarf grumbled under his breath, and the elf glared, but they both nodded.
"Good.", Mr.Gandalf said to them, "Now let's go over the syllabus.", he said as he passed them out.
Before long, the bell had rang and they were dismissed to their next class, History...
Okay, dso this is my first time doing a LOTR fanfiction. I hate mary sues so there will be no mary sues in this fic. Please review, as I need help with these thingies. Thanks!