Candela and Anna stepped inside the gate to Price Amusement Park in Surly, California. They had plenty of money and wouldn't see their parents until dinnertime. They would definitely have fun.
They took turns on bun-gee jumps and roller coasters. Then they saw the stand. Anna would look back on that day, on that moment, when she and her best friend found the stand, and regret it, with her mind, maybe even her body.
The stand was blue and said cheap tickets to American Idol' on it. Candela immediately ran over.
"i can get two tickets," Candela said. "Get some with me. We can put our money together and get four." She was talking to Anna.
"Okay, four tickets please," Anna told the guy at the booth.
"That'll be twenty dollars. Bus'll be her at seven-thirty. Don't be late," the guy said. Anna and candela left to go bun-jee jumping some more.
When they were bun-gee jumping, people ran up to them and try to steal the tickets. Candela beat them off and ran with Anna. When they were safe, she noticed Anna crying.
"What's wrong?" Candela asked.
"One of my tickets got ripped up. Now I can't go."
"Well, you have the receipt, get new ones," Candela replied.
"Okay," Anna said. Only when she went back, the guy gave her bad seats.
When their parents came, they convinced their mothers to go with them. At the studio, which was as big as a football stadium, they struggled to find their seats. For some reason, Anna and her mother fell into some water before finding their seats and were soaking wet when they got there.
"You too, huh?" Said a guy sitting beside Anna. "Who are you after? Legolas or Aragorn?"
"Huh? I just want Diana to win. We are at American Idol aren't we?" She replied, feeling trapped.
"Well, yeah, but Aragorn, Legolas and all of the other elves have come to help the finalists out. Are you telling me you didn't know about it? They've only be announcing it every five minutes," the guy said as they announced it once again.
"Great that's just great. Now I'm stuck in a Lord of the Rings fantasy, with my mom of all people. I wonder if Elrohir's here."
"Wow, you're the first person in this section to ask about him," said a voice above her. She looked up and saw Pippin sitting there with a notebook.
"Well it's nice to feel appreciated once in a while. Just because I wasn't in the movies is no reason to forget about me!" A voice to her right responded, but when Anna looked, all she saw was a closing curtain and disappearing dark brown hair.
"Damn," she muttered, and turned her attention to the starting show.
It was all she hoped and more, though she spent half of her time trying to figure out if the guest judge was Elrohir or Elladan. They were twins after all. Diana won, and Fantasia ran from the stage crying. Anna was glad. She didn't really like Fantasia that much.
At the end, she almost ran into Celeborn. Literally.
"Um, Um, hello, err. . . Lord Celeborn?" Anna said, trying to figure out what to say to an elf lord that was older than Christ. Again literally.
"Elf lord? Not me. I am simply my wife's slave. Please do not keep me. She will surely kill me this time," he said dully. She stepped aside and he didn't seem to mind when she followed him.
"Now, Celly," the Lady said in a nice tone, then it turned nasty. "Clean the stage and hurry! We need it clean for next season!"
"Yes, my Lady," he said and walked back to the stage with cleaning supplies.
"Do you mind if I ask you questions?" Anna asked.
"Ask what you will. I shall try to answer. Just don't let her see us."
"How did it get this way? I thought you two ruled Lothlorien together?"
"Oh, it started that way, as all marriages do. The thing about elven marriages, they really do last forever. She started getting mad for every little thing. When our beloved daughter got married to a perendil, it was the last straw. She started blackmailing me be saying she'd tell the people all my secrets. Some things the public should never know. She didn't even share the bed with me. I was given the servant quarters while she shared it with Haldir. I've been out to make an appearance only when a Lord was required to be present. I fear her too much to make a stand." He told Anna of many things he had to do for the Lady, until Anna noticed it was almost morning. She ran to the parking lot, only to find it empty. Her mother had left without her.
"You! Girl! Help clean the stage! Don't doddle either!" Galadriel yelled at her.
"No way! You can't tell me what to do!" She shouted back. Then she jumped as lighting cracked right beside her.
"You'll do what I tell you or you'll die!" Galadriel replied and walked away. Anna was scared enough to help out, only when she picked up a shovel laying by her and turned around, the stage had turned into an acidic bog.
Bubbles rose out of it and popped, and steam rose from it. Celeborn ran all over it, shoveling dirt in an running back, getting more dirt in. Anna hurried to follow, and paused for a minute in pain when the acid began eating her shoes. Then a bubble popped beside her, splattering her and giving her a big red welt. Anna hurried and started shoving. This was going to be a long day.
They took turns on bun-gee jumps and roller coasters. Then they saw the stand. Anna would look back on that day, on that moment, when she and her best friend found the stand, and regret it, with her mind, maybe even her body.
The stand was blue and said cheap tickets to American Idol' on it. Candela immediately ran over.
"i can get two tickets," Candela said. "Get some with me. We can put our money together and get four." She was talking to Anna.
"Okay, four tickets please," Anna told the guy at the booth.
"That'll be twenty dollars. Bus'll be her at seven-thirty. Don't be late," the guy said. Anna and candela left to go bun-jee jumping some more.
When they were bun-gee jumping, people ran up to them and try to steal the tickets. Candela beat them off and ran with Anna. When they were safe, she noticed Anna crying.
"What's wrong?" Candela asked.
"One of my tickets got ripped up. Now I can't go."
"Well, you have the receipt, get new ones," Candela replied.
"Okay," Anna said. Only when she went back, the guy gave her bad seats.
When their parents came, they convinced their mothers to go with them. At the studio, which was as big as a football stadium, they struggled to find their seats. For some reason, Anna and her mother fell into some water before finding their seats and were soaking wet when they got there.
"You too, huh?" Said a guy sitting beside Anna. "Who are you after? Legolas or Aragorn?"
"Huh? I just want Diana to win. We are at American Idol aren't we?" She replied, feeling trapped.
"Well, yeah, but Aragorn, Legolas and all of the other elves have come to help the finalists out. Are you telling me you didn't know about it? They've only be announcing it every five minutes," the guy said as they announced it once again.
"Great that's just great. Now I'm stuck in a Lord of the Rings fantasy, with my mom of all people. I wonder if Elrohir's here."
"Wow, you're the first person in this section to ask about him," said a voice above her. She looked up and saw Pippin sitting there with a notebook.
"Well it's nice to feel appreciated once in a while. Just because I wasn't in the movies is no reason to forget about me!" A voice to her right responded, but when Anna looked, all she saw was a closing curtain and disappearing dark brown hair.
"Damn," she muttered, and turned her attention to the starting show.
It was all she hoped and more, though she spent half of her time trying to figure out if the guest judge was Elrohir or Elladan. They were twins after all. Diana won, and Fantasia ran from the stage crying. Anna was glad. She didn't really like Fantasia that much.
At the end, she almost ran into Celeborn. Literally.
"Um, Um, hello, err. . . Lord Celeborn?" Anna said, trying to figure out what to say to an elf lord that was older than Christ. Again literally.
"Elf lord? Not me. I am simply my wife's slave. Please do not keep me. She will surely kill me this time," he said dully. She stepped aside and he didn't seem to mind when she followed him.
"Now, Celly," the Lady said in a nice tone, then it turned nasty. "Clean the stage and hurry! We need it clean for next season!"
"Yes, my Lady," he said and walked back to the stage with cleaning supplies.
"Do you mind if I ask you questions?" Anna asked.
"Ask what you will. I shall try to answer. Just don't let her see us."
"How did it get this way? I thought you two ruled Lothlorien together?"
"Oh, it started that way, as all marriages do. The thing about elven marriages, they really do last forever. She started getting mad for every little thing. When our beloved daughter got married to a perendil, it was the last straw. She started blackmailing me be saying she'd tell the people all my secrets. Some things the public should never know. She didn't even share the bed with me. I was given the servant quarters while she shared it with Haldir. I've been out to make an appearance only when a Lord was required to be present. I fear her too much to make a stand." He told Anna of many things he had to do for the Lady, until Anna noticed it was almost morning. She ran to the parking lot, only to find it empty. Her mother had left without her.
"You! Girl! Help clean the stage! Don't doddle either!" Galadriel yelled at her.
"No way! You can't tell me what to do!" She shouted back. Then she jumped as lighting cracked right beside her.
"You'll do what I tell you or you'll die!" Galadriel replied and walked away. Anna was scared enough to help out, only when she picked up a shovel laying by her and turned around, the stage had turned into an acidic bog.
Bubbles rose out of it and popped, and steam rose from it. Celeborn ran all over it, shoveling dirt in an running back, getting more dirt in. Anna hurried to follow, and paused for a minute in pain when the acid began eating her shoes. Then a bubble popped beside her, splattering her and giving her a big red welt. Anna hurried and started shoving. This was going to be a long day.