A.N. hey folks! I'm kyo. The kwaii dragon keeper. This is the first fic
that I've submitted, so please don't be too harsh. Although the new
character is a bit Sue-ish, that is only the fault of the person that I
based her on. She is pretty Sue-ish herself. On with the story!
" Orlando Bloom is not gay!" I yelled.
"But Legolas is!" said one of my friends. "Ack!" she cried out as I pulled out a fan from my purse and hit her over the head.
Hi. I'm Kelsey. I'm 5'7" and almost fourteen (9th grade). My hair is about three inches below shoulder length and is a really nice gold color. I will admit, I am pretty flat-cheasted for my age, as my eleven year old sister seems to love to point out to me. I suppose that my best feature is my eyes. They're a cool gray-blue colour that turn a great green/turquoise colour when I'm feeling mad or just particularly evil, and a dull gray when I'm sick. Occasionally people tell me I'm pretty. I've never really believed them.
I guess I'm your everyday LotR addict and Legolas fan-girl. My whole life I've been a bit of a misfit. I've never really fit in anywhere. Even around my friends I'm a bit strange. Maybe it's just me. No matter my insecurities, I can hide almost anything under my trademark smile and unwavering optimism. I mean, it could be worse.right? I live in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada with my mother, father, and sister Shelby. I have a lot of very close friends, all of which would do anything for me that I would do for them. I've always been gifted in school and music. I play the flute and have been known to sing to myself at all hours of the day (even in my sleep once). As any true Elf-lover, I've been attempting to lear some of the elven languages...but that's still a work in progress..as are my drawing skills.
BING BOMG BOOM! BING BONG BOOM!
The bell for fourth period rang. Off to gym class. Archery today. My fave! (And I'm pretty good, if I do say so myself.) After gym is social studies. We're studying the United States, and it around the second most boring unit in the history of the world. (no offense to you American readers) About half an hour after school, we are having a dance. Not as many people go as used to, and I'm the only one of my friends who ever goes.
I just stood in the corner in my white crochet shirt and snug blue jeans, avoiding the slow dances. Not that I'm not into that kind of thing. I'm a hopeless romantic! It's just that nobody ever asks me anyway. Probably due in part to the fact that the girl to guy ratio in my school is about five to one. Sure I dances for the fast ones. I'd just slip into a group of people and out again without being seen. I seem to be invisible at times. Even my best friends don't see me at times.
A few feet away from me, behind an old hockey goal, was a corner that was always in shadow. Nobody ever went back there. I always liked to imagine that is was some sort of warp hole that could transport people to other dimensions. Strangely, there seemed to be voices coming from inside. Even stranger still, they weren't speaking English either. It was a form of elvish! Doubly weird was the fact that nobody else seemed to hear them!
I looked around to see that nobody else was watching before slipping behind the net. Running my fingers along the wall, I tried to find the corner. I never did find it. All there seemed to be was dark, empty space and a light off in the distance. Finally I got to where the light was coming from. It seemed to be a garden.
It was the most beautiful place I have eve seen! Actually, it seemed to me that Rivendell might look something like this.
"Finally, you have arrived," said a voice from behind me." I was beginning to wonder if you would ever get here." The speaker was a tall old man with a long gray beard and pointed hat.
Gandalf?! I thought. No way. I must be caught up in one of my daydreams again.
Behind Gandalf was the rest of the Fellowship. Beside him was Elrond Halfelven.
"Oh ya. I'm dreaming."
"I assure you, this is no dream. Welcome to Rivendell."
"Um.thank you Lord Elrond."
"How on Middle-Earth does she know who he is?" Pippen quietly whispered to Merry.
"I don't know, but look at her clothes! She's wearing pants!"
My ear twitched. "They must seem a little odd to you Merriadoc Brandybuck. That is likely because of the fact that you have no idea where or even when I'm from."'
The hobbits, Aragorn, Boromir, Legolas and Gimli looked very confused. How did she know?
"Legolas, would you please escort her to her chambers?" requested Elrond.
"Of course." He replies, motioning for her to follow.
He was by far the hottest guy I had ever seen. With his long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, and sexy pointed ears.it was no wonder I was staring.
"It is beautiful, isn't it," he said, thinking that I was staring at our surroundings and not at him.
I blushed dark pink. "It's the most beautiful place I've ever seen. And the books don't do you people any justice."
"Books?"
"Never mind."
'Chambers' was not the right for where I'd be staying. It was more like a penthouse suite! Bathroom, bedroom, dressing room, balcony overlooking a fantastic garden, everything! I was in utter bliss. I even had my own maid!
"I'll wait outside for you to get settled," Legolas said, heading out the main door. "By the way, what is your name Lady?"
"It's Kelsey," I replied, blushing again.
That's the end of chapter one! Please read and review!
" Orlando Bloom is not gay!" I yelled.
"But Legolas is!" said one of my friends. "Ack!" she cried out as I pulled out a fan from my purse and hit her over the head.
Hi. I'm Kelsey. I'm 5'7" and almost fourteen (9th grade). My hair is about three inches below shoulder length and is a really nice gold color. I will admit, I am pretty flat-cheasted for my age, as my eleven year old sister seems to love to point out to me. I suppose that my best feature is my eyes. They're a cool gray-blue colour that turn a great green/turquoise colour when I'm feeling mad or just particularly evil, and a dull gray when I'm sick. Occasionally people tell me I'm pretty. I've never really believed them.
I guess I'm your everyday LotR addict and Legolas fan-girl. My whole life I've been a bit of a misfit. I've never really fit in anywhere. Even around my friends I'm a bit strange. Maybe it's just me. No matter my insecurities, I can hide almost anything under my trademark smile and unwavering optimism. I mean, it could be worse.right? I live in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada with my mother, father, and sister Shelby. I have a lot of very close friends, all of which would do anything for me that I would do for them. I've always been gifted in school and music. I play the flute and have been known to sing to myself at all hours of the day (even in my sleep once). As any true Elf-lover, I've been attempting to lear some of the elven languages...but that's still a work in progress..as are my drawing skills.
BING BOMG BOOM! BING BONG BOOM!
The bell for fourth period rang. Off to gym class. Archery today. My fave! (And I'm pretty good, if I do say so myself.) After gym is social studies. We're studying the United States, and it around the second most boring unit in the history of the world. (no offense to you American readers) About half an hour after school, we are having a dance. Not as many people go as used to, and I'm the only one of my friends who ever goes.
I just stood in the corner in my white crochet shirt and snug blue jeans, avoiding the slow dances. Not that I'm not into that kind of thing. I'm a hopeless romantic! It's just that nobody ever asks me anyway. Probably due in part to the fact that the girl to guy ratio in my school is about five to one. Sure I dances for the fast ones. I'd just slip into a group of people and out again without being seen. I seem to be invisible at times. Even my best friends don't see me at times.
A few feet away from me, behind an old hockey goal, was a corner that was always in shadow. Nobody ever went back there. I always liked to imagine that is was some sort of warp hole that could transport people to other dimensions. Strangely, there seemed to be voices coming from inside. Even stranger still, they weren't speaking English either. It was a form of elvish! Doubly weird was the fact that nobody else seemed to hear them!
I looked around to see that nobody else was watching before slipping behind the net. Running my fingers along the wall, I tried to find the corner. I never did find it. All there seemed to be was dark, empty space and a light off in the distance. Finally I got to where the light was coming from. It seemed to be a garden.
It was the most beautiful place I have eve seen! Actually, it seemed to me that Rivendell might look something like this.
"Finally, you have arrived," said a voice from behind me." I was beginning to wonder if you would ever get here." The speaker was a tall old man with a long gray beard and pointed hat.
Gandalf?! I thought. No way. I must be caught up in one of my daydreams again.
Behind Gandalf was the rest of the Fellowship. Beside him was Elrond Halfelven.
"Oh ya. I'm dreaming."
"I assure you, this is no dream. Welcome to Rivendell."
"Um.thank you Lord Elrond."
"How on Middle-Earth does she know who he is?" Pippen quietly whispered to Merry.
"I don't know, but look at her clothes! She's wearing pants!"
My ear twitched. "They must seem a little odd to you Merriadoc Brandybuck. That is likely because of the fact that you have no idea where or even when I'm from."'
The hobbits, Aragorn, Boromir, Legolas and Gimli looked very confused. How did she know?
"Legolas, would you please escort her to her chambers?" requested Elrond.
"Of course." He replies, motioning for her to follow.
He was by far the hottest guy I had ever seen. With his long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, and sexy pointed ears.it was no wonder I was staring.
"It is beautiful, isn't it," he said, thinking that I was staring at our surroundings and not at him.
I blushed dark pink. "It's the most beautiful place I've ever seen. And the books don't do you people any justice."
"Books?"
"Never mind."
'Chambers' was not the right for where I'd be staying. It was more like a penthouse suite! Bathroom, bedroom, dressing room, balcony overlooking a fantastic garden, everything! I was in utter bliss. I even had my own maid!
"I'll wait outside for you to get settled," Legolas said, heading out the main door. "By the way, what is your name Lady?"
"It's Kelsey," I replied, blushing again.
That's the end of chapter one! Please read and review!