~*~ Friends & Lovers ~*~
A/N: Hi everybody! Please read and review! This is my first fic so be gentle. It might not really make sense but you'll catch on. This does take place in Middle Earth but a few (lots) of things kinda come from this time period. It just helped with the characters and moving the story along. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: blah blah blah: Yeah, yeah I don't own LOTR. *Sob* oh, well. But Emily and Amber are mine! You can't have them!!
" Talking "
' Thinking '
(Author's notes)
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~*~ Chapter 1: The Past ~*~
Amber and Emily had been friends since they were 7. They met in the second grade. They had grown so close together. The two met a little differently than most people might have thought. It was the second week of school and Emily was a new student to Amber's class. At lunchtime Amber sat alone under one of the beautiful trees scattered about the school grounds. Since she didn't know anybody else Emily made her way towards the tree Amber was sitting under. Before she made it all the way to the tree the class punk Michael caught up with her. Like usual he was trying to get any money or candy (come on their 7!) on the other students. Amber, noticing his intentions got up and headed toward them.
"Michael what do you think your doing?" Amber. Michael turned around to see the girl who interrupted him.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Michelle shot back at her. While Amber distracted Michael Emily pulled off one of her shoes and pulled back her arm…
THWACK!
Emily had hit him. She just reached back and knocked him in the head with her shoe. Nobody had ever stood up to Michael since he was so much bigger than everybody else. He yelped out in pain before turning and advancing on the new student. She had her face set though she was backing up. When he had backed her into a wall she merely shot him a quick smirk before yelling out.
"Mr. Bayleaf! Michael won't leave me alone!" she had cried out. Their teacher Mr. Bayleaf looked over at them before running over.
"Michael! What in the world do you think your doing?!" the frustrated teacher shouted at him. The scene did not look exactly innocent.
"I…I was just," Micheal never finished. Mr. Bayleaf had grabbed him by the ear and dragged him to the principal's office while muttering hurried apologies to Emily. Emily watched as Michelle was dragged away before turning back to Amber.
"Hi, I'm Emily Daystar. What's your name?" Emily asked Amber while smiling. "I'm Amber Coralstone." (Sorry for the weird names but hey, they have to fit in!) Amber replied while returning her smile. Emily looked at her shocked for a moment.
"Coralstone?! But, that's the name of Rivendell's royal family!" Emily sputtered out. "Yes, I'm the princess of Rivendell." Amber explained. She never forgot the look Emily had given her. From that day forward they had been best friends.
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"Hello, earth to Amber! It's your turn." Amber heard Emily yelling at her. The two had been playing chess and, since Emily took so long, Amber had let her mind wander. Emily had moved in with Amber in the palace after a group of ruthless orcs had destroyed her village and everybody in it. Emily had been at Amber's palace while the attack took place. She alone was the only survivor. It had been ten years since they met making them both 17. Amber, who was a few months older, had a birthday coming up soon. There had been many suitors for her and the King even brought a few for Emily. But, both girls had turned down every one of them. They were like sisters. Though different in looks they shared part of their minds and soul. They could practically read each other's minds. Amber was tall, thin with a perfect complexion. Her hair was blonde like most elves and fell to the middle of her back. Her skin was a little pale and blemish free. Her eyes were green hazel and very beautiful. She reminded many of Galdriel, Lady of the Wood. Emily on the other hand was shorter than Amber but not by much. Her hair was dark brown (very unusual for most elves) and brushed the top of her knees. It was usually pulled back in a braid. Her skin was also blemish free but she was more tan than Amber was. Her eyes were a shocking violet. The color was icy but through them shone much warmth.
Amber scanned the board quickly with her agile eyes. She reached out and moved one piece. "Checkmate" She stated. Emily looked over the board in disbelief for the 3rd for time. Every game she had lost. Amber was much more cautious and thoughtful, whereas Emily was ongoing and careless. "I'm sick of playing chess." Emily noted as she stood up from the chair she had been in for an hour in a half. "Your only sick of chess because you keep losing." Amber smirked at her friend and got up as well. "Be that as it may, I'm still better at a lot of things." Emily pointed out. Not wanting to get into a fight Amber left it at that. As they where deciding what to do now that their little chess tournament was over, Amber's mother walked into the room. Both girls turned around and stared blankly at the queen.
"Girls I have good news!" She cried. They looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Good news to her usually meant another Amber. "The King of Mirkwood will be arriving this afternoon and we will be having a feast honor of his arrival!" The younger girls looked happily up at her. For once there wasn't going to be some silly suitor. "The best part is," she continued, "he has two sons!" Amber's face fell at this and Emily fell over. This was a natural habit and she stood back up a moment later.
"Not another suitor!" Amber yelled at her mother. "I have no desire to meet with either of them!" The queen's facial expression went from ecstatic to annoyed in seconds. "You will meet with the prince's whether you wish to or not. That goes for you to Emily." Emily gaped at her as she turned on her heal and headed towards the door. She turned back towards them before she walked out. "You two should probably be getting ready about now. We expect their arrival very soon." With that she left closing the door behind her.
"I can't believe I'm getting dragged into this!" Emily yelled in frustration to no one in particular. "I know I feel the same way." Amber scoffed as she headed over to her wardrobe. "At least I can dress up!" she stated a much lighter air surrounding her words. "Yay." Emily replied sarcastically. To her it meant wearing stupid dresses, becoming Amber's personal Barbie doll for a while, dancing in high heels, and boring talk about politics. Emily had always been one to despise dresses or skirts. She was a skilled martial artist and had amazing fencing abilities. Also she could through a dagger with perfect aim. Unfortunately she had horrible skills with a bow where Amber was a pro.
Oh come on it won't be that bad." Amber told her in a supposed to be comforting way. "Whatever." Emily replied. She sighed and headed into her own room to pick out the dress she would force herself into tonight.
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A/N: And that's the end of chapter 1! Don't worry; it will develop into a Legolas/Amber romance. I'm also giving Legolas a brother named Damien to go with Emily so suck it up!! Damien is going to have short light brown hair because I want him to! On lighter matters I hope you enjoyed it! Also, it has come to my attention that I did not use any centuries here. I did it on purpose because it would be way to confusing. If you want to say it's centuries go right on ahead. Later! ~*~
A/N: Hi everybody! Please read and review! This is my first fic so be gentle. It might not really make sense but you'll catch on. This does take place in Middle Earth but a few (lots) of things kinda come from this time period. It just helped with the characters and moving the story along. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: blah blah blah: Yeah, yeah I don't own LOTR. *Sob* oh, well. But Emily and Amber are mine! You can't have them!!
" Talking "
' Thinking '
(Author's notes)
~*~*~*~*~ Scene change ~*~*~*~*~
~*~ Chapter 1: The Past ~*~
Amber and Emily had been friends since they were 7. They met in the second grade. They had grown so close together. The two met a little differently than most people might have thought. It was the second week of school and Emily was a new student to Amber's class. At lunchtime Amber sat alone under one of the beautiful trees scattered about the school grounds. Since she didn't know anybody else Emily made her way towards the tree Amber was sitting under. Before she made it all the way to the tree the class punk Michael caught up with her. Like usual he was trying to get any money or candy (come on their 7!) on the other students. Amber, noticing his intentions got up and headed toward them.
"Michael what do you think your doing?" Amber. Michael turned around to see the girl who interrupted him.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Michelle shot back at her. While Amber distracted Michael Emily pulled off one of her shoes and pulled back her arm…
THWACK!
Emily had hit him. She just reached back and knocked him in the head with her shoe. Nobody had ever stood up to Michael since he was so much bigger than everybody else. He yelped out in pain before turning and advancing on the new student. She had her face set though she was backing up. When he had backed her into a wall she merely shot him a quick smirk before yelling out.
"Mr. Bayleaf! Michael won't leave me alone!" she had cried out. Their teacher Mr. Bayleaf looked over at them before running over.
"Michael! What in the world do you think your doing?!" the frustrated teacher shouted at him. The scene did not look exactly innocent.
"I…I was just," Micheal never finished. Mr. Bayleaf had grabbed him by the ear and dragged him to the principal's office while muttering hurried apologies to Emily. Emily watched as Michelle was dragged away before turning back to Amber.
"Hi, I'm Emily Daystar. What's your name?" Emily asked Amber while smiling. "I'm Amber Coralstone." (Sorry for the weird names but hey, they have to fit in!) Amber replied while returning her smile. Emily looked at her shocked for a moment.
"Coralstone?! But, that's the name of Rivendell's royal family!" Emily sputtered out. "Yes, I'm the princess of Rivendell." Amber explained. She never forgot the look Emily had given her. From that day forward they had been best friends.
~*~*~*~*~ Scene Change~*~*~*~*~
"Hello, earth to Amber! It's your turn." Amber heard Emily yelling at her. The two had been playing chess and, since Emily took so long, Amber had let her mind wander. Emily had moved in with Amber in the palace after a group of ruthless orcs had destroyed her village and everybody in it. Emily had been at Amber's palace while the attack took place. She alone was the only survivor. It had been ten years since they met making them both 17. Amber, who was a few months older, had a birthday coming up soon. There had been many suitors for her and the King even brought a few for Emily. But, both girls had turned down every one of them. They were like sisters. Though different in looks they shared part of their minds and soul. They could practically read each other's minds. Amber was tall, thin with a perfect complexion. Her hair was blonde like most elves and fell to the middle of her back. Her skin was a little pale and blemish free. Her eyes were green hazel and very beautiful. She reminded many of Galdriel, Lady of the Wood. Emily on the other hand was shorter than Amber but not by much. Her hair was dark brown (very unusual for most elves) and brushed the top of her knees. It was usually pulled back in a braid. Her skin was also blemish free but she was more tan than Amber was. Her eyes were a shocking violet. The color was icy but through them shone much warmth.
Amber scanned the board quickly with her agile eyes. She reached out and moved one piece. "Checkmate" She stated. Emily looked over the board in disbelief for the 3rd for time. Every game she had lost. Amber was much more cautious and thoughtful, whereas Emily was ongoing and careless. "I'm sick of playing chess." Emily noted as she stood up from the chair she had been in for an hour in a half. "Your only sick of chess because you keep losing." Amber smirked at her friend and got up as well. "Be that as it may, I'm still better at a lot of things." Emily pointed out. Not wanting to get into a fight Amber left it at that. As they where deciding what to do now that their little chess tournament was over, Amber's mother walked into the room. Both girls turned around and stared blankly at the queen.
"Girls I have good news!" She cried. They looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Good news to her usually meant another Amber. "The King of Mirkwood will be arriving this afternoon and we will be having a feast honor of his arrival!" The younger girls looked happily up at her. For once there wasn't going to be some silly suitor. "The best part is," she continued, "he has two sons!" Amber's face fell at this and Emily fell over. This was a natural habit and she stood back up a moment later.
"Not another suitor!" Amber yelled at her mother. "I have no desire to meet with either of them!" The queen's facial expression went from ecstatic to annoyed in seconds. "You will meet with the prince's whether you wish to or not. That goes for you to Emily." Emily gaped at her as she turned on her heal and headed towards the door. She turned back towards them before she walked out. "You two should probably be getting ready about now. We expect their arrival very soon." With that she left closing the door behind her.
"I can't believe I'm getting dragged into this!" Emily yelled in frustration to no one in particular. "I know I feel the same way." Amber scoffed as she headed over to her wardrobe. "At least I can dress up!" she stated a much lighter air surrounding her words. "Yay." Emily replied sarcastically. To her it meant wearing stupid dresses, becoming Amber's personal Barbie doll for a while, dancing in high heels, and boring talk about politics. Emily had always been one to despise dresses or skirts. She was a skilled martial artist and had amazing fencing abilities. Also she could through a dagger with perfect aim. Unfortunately she had horrible skills with a bow where Amber was a pro.
Oh come on it won't be that bad." Amber told her in a supposed to be comforting way. "Whatever." Emily replied. She sighed and headed into her own room to pick out the dress she would force herself into tonight.
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A/N: And that's the end of chapter 1! Don't worry; it will develop into a Legolas/Amber romance. I'm also giving Legolas a brother named Damien to go with Emily so suck it up!! Damien is going to have short light brown hair because I want him to! On lighter matters I hope you enjoyed it! Also, it has come to my attention that I did not use any centuries here. I did it on purpose because it would be way to confusing. If you want to say it's centuries go right on ahead. Later! ~*~