A/N: Ok, there's got to be basically every possible type of 'girl falls into Middle Earth' story on this site. There's happy-Mary-Sues, there's tortured-past-Mary-Sues, and there's personality-free-talent-free-non-Mary-Sueish-girls. So I figured I'd try and write something a little more original. It will contain elements that are very Mary-Sue and the main characters do have a bad past, but the main focus of the story is original and different.

Laura

Hiya! I'm Laura-May Metley, but call me Laura. As you're reading this, I guess you want to know about me. So here goes. I'm sixteen years old, I love smiley faces because they're cool, I love hanging out with my friends, and shopping should be renamed retail therapy. I look ok really. I'm not gorgeous, but I don't think I'm hideous either, except for my hair. There isn't really much to say about me really. I'm just an average teenage girl living in an average household in an average town, but one day I'm going to be a famous singer.

Maia

Hi. I'm Laura-May Metley, but I like to be called Maia. I don't know why I'm writing this really. I probably did have a reason, but I've forgotten it. I do that a lot. I have quite a lot of memory blanks. I never used to have them, just since I was about eleven or twelve. Or maybe ten, I can't really remember. I didn't notice them for quite a while, I just figured I was getting forgetful.

I suppose that as I'm writing this, I may as well write about myself. There isn't much to say really. I like privacy. I like being on my own and not having to talk to people. I don't have friends. I had a couple of friends in primary school but they were mean a lot. People make me nervous. I don't have very many good memories of interacting with people other than my parents. In fact, I can only recall bad memories of people who aren't my parents.

Anyway, there isn't much to say about me. I don't really want to say anything. Everything that comes out of my mouth is so weird that no one likes me. So I'm going now.

Laura

I think I fell asleep there for a minute! I probably shouldn't have gone to that party last night. Three parties in three nights doesn't do much for a girl's energy levels. Oh well, it was fun! I love parties!

I'm hungry. I'm going to get some chocolate ice cream, so I'll be back in a few minutes.

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Laura didn't notice the dog-chewed wire from the freezer lying in a puddle of water. She didn't notice the ominous hissing sound coming from the puddle. Until she stepped in it.

As her body collapsed on the floor, two vague shapes drifted up from her. They started out dense, but quickly faded and vanished.

Two identical girls faded into existence in a clearing on a forest floor.

"Ouch… where are we?" one asked, rubbing her head. She had blue eyes. The other shrugged slightly and looked down at the floor.

"I'm not sure," she replied softly, hiding behind her hair. Her eyes were grey.

"Why do you look like me?" the first asked curiously. The second lifted her head nervously and scanned the first's face.

"Um, I don't know, I can't help it," she said defensively, biting her lip. The first gave her an odd look.

The two girls both faded again, becoming one swirl of white mist that gradually took the shape of a girl. It gradually solidified until a girl, identical to the two who were previously there, appeared unconscious on the forest floor.

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May

"Owww…" I complained. I opened my eyes and saw a very short man hovering over me.

"Are you alright, miss?" he asked. I nodded warily. Why was I in a forest and why was this tiny man standing by me, looking like he cared about me? "What is your name?"

"Laura-May Metley," I said nervously.

"Where are you headed?" the man asked.

"I don't know really," I admitted nervously. "I must have hit my head because I don't remember where I am." I was also getting a headache.

"You're in the Shire, miss Laura-May," the little man said. "Mr Bilbo told me once that some nice Big People often came through here. Maybe you were with them?" I stared at him in confusion. Was he talking about the Lord of the Rings characters? That would be so typical of my luck if I'd fallen into Middle Earth like one of those girls in the fanfiction stories I often read. I didn't belong there, I wouldn't fit in. Not like a Mary-sue.

"You should come with us if you don't know your way around, miss," a second short man said to me. "We couldn't leave you to get lost." My headache was pounding and a moment later I collapsed on the floor, seeing bright lights.

Laura

"You're awake, miss!" a short guy said happily. I nodded and grinned at him, then my jaw dropped.

"Oh my god… you're Samwise Gamgee?" I asked incredulously. "Am I in the Shire?"

"Yes, miss. This here is Mr Frodo Baggins. We're on our way to Bree to meet Gandalf there," Sam said. Frodo nodded and smiled, although it seemed a bit forced.

"Miss, we thought that if you accompanied us to Bree then you could find someone you know," Frodo suggested at a prompt from Sam.

"That would be great!" I said. "Which way is Bree?"

A couple of hours later, Frodo was muttering to Sam. I couldn't quite hear what he was saying, but he indicated me a few times.

"Are… sure… trust…? Could… Enemy…? Gandalf said… anyone… many spies… Eyes... grey... blue now..." I could hear enough to understand that Frodo didn't trust me, that he was worried I was a spy for Sauron. My head began to throb as I thought that everyone always trusts me! I couldn't remember a single occasion in the past where someone didn't trust me!

I told myself firmly to stop being silly, that of course Frodo wouldn't trust me. He had an object of evil whispering in his ear! It didn't mean that anyone else would dislike me. And Frodo hadn't said that he didn't like me, just that he didn't trust me. And with me, it's always about being liked. I practically exist to be liked! I thrive on being liked.

The headache disappeared soon after, and I twirled around, smiling to myself. Life was great, I was in Middle Earth, and I was going to Bree!

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A/N: Yes, Laura-May has multiple personality disorder. It is:

A rare condition indicated by the absence of a clear and comprehensive identity. In most cases two or more independent and distinct personality systems develop in the same individual. Each personality may alternately inhabit the person's conscious awareness to the exclusion of the others, but one is usually dominant. The various personalities typically differ from one another in outlook, temperament, and body language and might assume different first names. The condition is generally viewed as resulting from dissociative mental processes-that is, the splitting off from conscious awareness and control of thoughts, feelings, memories, and other mental components in response to situations that are painful, disturbing, or somehow unacceptable to the person experiencing them. (thank you in Laura-May's past, something happened which caused her personality to split into two: Maia who fears social situations, and Laura who has complete confidence in all aspects of socialising. What happened? I'm not telling you yet!

In the next chapter the differences between Laura and May will become more distinct.