Hello! Thanks for clinking on this, I guess. Um, its just your average person falls into ME, well... Not average, per say. She's gonna be a tad bit Mary Sue, cause she's a BAMF... But there's not going to be any romance/love interest shtuff going on. I'm going to try and update regularly...
I don't own The Hobbit or any things I reference that you even remotely recognize. I do own my character though, and her family. OMG, I also own that Doctor Who clock. I made it myself. Its awesome.
I stare down at my blank paper, frustrated. I scribble down a few words, but erase them just as quickly. God, I have totally lost my muse for this story. I dragged my hands down my face and looked tiredly up at my Doctor Who wall clock, blinking owlishly at Tom Baker's grinning face. It was fucking 4 in the morning! I stand up quickly, to quickly, and my head starts spinning. I put one hand on the chair and the other on my forehead, trying to regain my balance. Wow, dehydration and sleep deprivation are not a good combination. After I could see clearly without spots in my vision, I stretched my arms above my head and cracked my back. I bend down to the height of the kindle and hit pause on my playlist. I quickly shuffle into the kitchen to try and remedy the dehydration aspect of my problem.
I grab a cup from the cupboard and fill it in the sink. I immediately chug it all in one breath. Damn, I didn't even realize I was that thirsty man. I fill another cup and sip it while walking to my room. I'm going on a huge backpacking trip in New Zealand with my younger sister and our friends, and we're leaving tomorrow. I grab my already packed pack from outside my room, no harm in double checking if I grabbed everything. I open the door to my room and almost fall over in shock. Right in the fucking middle of my messy ass TARDIS blue room is a bloody Anomaly. Like from Primeval… I stare at it for a few seconds doing a bloody good goldfish impersonation. My brain comes back from the shock and awe of seeing a big ball of light with shards of glass rotating around it, from one of my favourite shows and tells me that I need to get my vision checked. That show is fiction. And B rated fiction at the best. Well, in the beginning it was kinda B rated, but then it got better! Cutter was defiantly a big loss, and Steven was cool, but Abby and Connor were awesome. BUT, back to reality.
"Alright, you're just sleep deprived and dehydrated, man. Just go to bed and when you wake up and it'll be gone, you'll see." I tell myself. But you need to go through the anomaly to get to you bed, dumbass. My brain is a really mean Vulcan sometimes. With my bag still in hand, I slowly walk towards the anomaly. I close my eyes tightly and walk through the anomaly.
Dun-dun-dun! Yeah, that was kinda lame, I know... But, I wrote it in the beginning of last year, so don't judge me! I promise the next chapters will be longer than this... Please, please, please tell me what you think, even if you think it sucked, tell me how to improve it. Follow this story if you like where its going or maybe you just feel pity and want to make me feel good? Either way, do it. Please.
-JenniFromTheBak