A Real Girl in Middle Earth
By Aimi
~*~
Ellegirl, and all those fashion magazine feature those oh so tiny outfits, I bet out of the whole bunch, maybe two
would fit on my pinkie. Or how skinny and sexy they all look, god, if a real woman is suppose to be like that,
then I must be a big fat impostor. Many of them have those oh so sexy/cute eyes, every shade of blue and green,
what's wrong with brown or hazel? I guess it's not very womanly.
Or this soon to be new trend, wrap around skirts, everyone will be scooting across the mall, worried if they take a normal walking step that the tie will come undone.
Or how about this new trend, wild abnormal colored highlights? Gee that's really attractive, hot pink.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop!" Hollered a voice that was loud enough to blow the small classroom away. "Jolie, honey,
seriously," The tall imposing thirty something female teacher continue on with the whoa, stop, honey, seriously.
"Sweetie, your paper is seriously in need of some work."
The "sweetie" crossed her arms at her desk and sighed, "Sorry." As lame as it sounded that was the only thing she
could think to say to this imposing super model like teacher.
The paper that the teacher had only halfway read, was trembling like it was about to be torn in two, then tossed
about in Jolie's face.
The teacher sighed and nibbled on her fake red nails and tossed the paper back onto Jolie's desk. "I want a more
positive paper by tomorrow." She turned to leave the classroom, her high heels echoing as she went away.
Jolie nodded, placed her books and papers into her backpack, then left the empty classroom.
Outside in a sunset filled parking lot a few cars were parked, Jolie's was the candy apple red Ford pick-up
covered in silly string, with words written all over it, not to mention that someone keyed it too. She ripped the
note of front window.
/Sorry Snerd!/
At the bottom were several smile faces, but her own face was a far cry from that. "AHHH!" She kicked the tire on
the truck, which made the hubcap fall off. "This is not fair." She pulled out her keys and unlocked her car, her
father was going to kill her when he saw what her oh so loving classmates had done to his truck.
The window wipers smeared the silly string and the words lesbo, bitch, and there favorite nickname for her, Snerd.
~*~
She stepped up the steps to enter the trailer she had spent most her life in, to be met with the whiff of old cigarette smoke, "Ya'll, I'm home."
Her mother, a woman in her forties, peeked out from the kitchen. Her hair was bright red and in a perm, her make
up like a street walker, but her personality of Aunt B. "Daddy ain't home yet, sug', boss is make them work a long
night tonight."
Jolie nodded and left her backpack on the lazy boy near the front door, "I'll be in my room then." Her room was
just off from the living room.
The screen saver on her computer happily ran words across the screen, 'Sam: "Mister Frodo?" Frodo: *whacks Sam with a stick*' She stifled a giggle, she still didn't know why she did that, probably because Sam was just that annoying in the movies, which was far more so than in the books.
The screen saver went away as soon as she touched the mouse, a logged off AOL screen was there instead. With a simple click of sign on and a few ringing and shrill sounds, Jolie was online.
Her speakers dinged as an IM popped up, where there was suppose to be the screen name of who was IMming her was three red dots, the message was unreadable, it wasn't English.
Jolie studied it a bit, then closed the screen, thinking AOL was acting stupider than usual. But it came up again when she signed on, so she closed it once more. She tried to log off, thinking she may need to restart her computer, but it wouldn't log off, shut down... she even pulled out the plug, still the message kept popping open.
TBC
Just a prolog, longer chapter will be written if anyone else is slightly interested in the story.
If anyone hasn't noticed... she's from the deep south. I myself live in the south for half a year, but I am blue
blood east coast girl born in Cali, who now lives in Maui sometimes and Alabama.
By Aimi
~*~
Ellegirl, and all those fashion magazine feature those oh so tiny outfits, I bet out of the whole bunch, maybe two
would fit on my pinkie. Or how skinny and sexy they all look, god, if a real woman is suppose to be like that,
then I must be a big fat impostor. Many of them have those oh so sexy/cute eyes, every shade of blue and green,
what's wrong with brown or hazel? I guess it's not very womanly.
Or this soon to be new trend, wrap around skirts, everyone will be scooting across the mall, worried if they take a normal walking step that the tie will come undone.
Or how about this new trend, wild abnormal colored highlights? Gee that's really attractive, hot pink.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop!" Hollered a voice that was loud enough to blow the small classroom away. "Jolie, honey,
seriously," The tall imposing thirty something female teacher continue on with the whoa, stop, honey, seriously.
"Sweetie, your paper is seriously in need of some work."
The "sweetie" crossed her arms at her desk and sighed, "Sorry." As lame as it sounded that was the only thing she
could think to say to this imposing super model like teacher.
The paper that the teacher had only halfway read, was trembling like it was about to be torn in two, then tossed
about in Jolie's face.
The teacher sighed and nibbled on her fake red nails and tossed the paper back onto Jolie's desk. "I want a more
positive paper by tomorrow." She turned to leave the classroom, her high heels echoing as she went away.
Jolie nodded, placed her books and papers into her backpack, then left the empty classroom.
Outside in a sunset filled parking lot a few cars were parked, Jolie's was the candy apple red Ford pick-up
covered in silly string, with words written all over it, not to mention that someone keyed it too. She ripped the
note of front window.
/Sorry Snerd!/
At the bottom were several smile faces, but her own face was a far cry from that. "AHHH!" She kicked the tire on
the truck, which made the hubcap fall off. "This is not fair." She pulled out her keys and unlocked her car, her
father was going to kill her when he saw what her oh so loving classmates had done to his truck.
The window wipers smeared the silly string and the words lesbo, bitch, and there favorite nickname for her, Snerd.
~*~
She stepped up the steps to enter the trailer she had spent most her life in, to be met with the whiff of old cigarette smoke, "Ya'll, I'm home."
Her mother, a woman in her forties, peeked out from the kitchen. Her hair was bright red and in a perm, her make
up like a street walker, but her personality of Aunt B. "Daddy ain't home yet, sug', boss is make them work a long
night tonight."
Jolie nodded and left her backpack on the lazy boy near the front door, "I'll be in my room then." Her room was
just off from the living room.
The screen saver on her computer happily ran words across the screen, 'Sam: "Mister Frodo?" Frodo: *whacks Sam with a stick*' She stifled a giggle, she still didn't know why she did that, probably because Sam was just that annoying in the movies, which was far more so than in the books.
The screen saver went away as soon as she touched the mouse, a logged off AOL screen was there instead. With a simple click of sign on and a few ringing and shrill sounds, Jolie was online.
Her speakers dinged as an IM popped up, where there was suppose to be the screen name of who was IMming her was three red dots, the message was unreadable, it wasn't English.
Jolie studied it a bit, then closed the screen, thinking AOL was acting stupider than usual. But it came up again when she signed on, so she closed it once more. She tried to log off, thinking she may need to restart her computer, but it wouldn't log off, shut down... she even pulled out the plug, still the message kept popping open.
TBC
Just a prolog, longer chapter will be written if anyone else is slightly interested in the story.
If anyone hasn't noticed... she's from the deep south. I myself live in the south for half a year, but I am blue
blood east coast girl born in Cali, who now lives in Maui sometimes and Alabama.