Hey guys this is my first fanfic so go ahead and tell me if you dont like anything so i can make changes but dont just be like "You're story sucks" Cause that ain't nice. Anyways thanks for reading! R&R!

The Girl of the Fellowship: The blond elf boy

"Lolria!" The blond elf said tossing his hair out of his light blue eyes. "We did not mean for you to get so upset," he added in the breaks of his laughter.

She ignored him and started to run she was taller and faster than the elf boys her age, and teased her about it ever since she got to Mirkwood. It seemed because she was taller, skinner and not as faire as the other elf girls meant everything with her was wrong. She had loved being with her aunt but she hated everyone else especially the perfect blond one, she hated him the most and couldn't believe what she had almost fell for him. She had it, she was going to take her father's offer and go live with him.

Days have passed and Lolria had her belongs packed up and was on her horse Lanitue. Lanitue was her mother's horse but was given to her when she learned how to ride. Her aunt's friend's oldest daughter Nerwen has offered to take her safely to Lothlorien and Lolria thankfully accepted. It would be more pleasant to be with someone she somewhat knew then a complete stranger. She looked down to her beautiful aunt that had one stray tear on her cheek.

"Oh my dear Lolria you do know you're mother meant none of this for you?" Her aunt told her, the tears in her eyes fought hard not to fall.

Lolria looked away, not being able to look into her aunt's watery eyes. "Yes I know it, but do not feel at fault aunt if I could bear it I would stay here with you."

"I know my child," her aunt said and then she held out something. "From your uncle my dear he was too busy to come here as you know but he made this for you." It was a beautiful bow and she expected it to be no less beautiful since it was crafted by her uncle that she rarely saw because he was working on these staggering bows. "You're father will have some arrows for you to use," she said lastly.

"Yes he will, wouldn't he? Well I must go on now… but I hope you can join us in Lothlorien to visit aunt," Lolria said giving her a sad smile knowing her aunt would visit her one and only niece whenever she possibly could. Lolria knew she loved her as if she was her own child, but Lolria could never mistake her as her mother. Not that she didn't love her aunt but with the small special bond Lolria and her mother shared was very strong and could not ever be broken.

Her aunt nodded to her and Lolria looked at Nerwen it was time to go and they headed off. Headed off to Lothlorien, she had read of Lothlorien and couldn't wait to see its beauty. The last thing she looked at Mirkwood was her dead mother's grave.

Sorry the first chapter is short the rest will be longer promise!

Obviously you all know who the blond elf boy is~

Don't forget to R&R

Song Lyric of the Day:

Hey there Delilah what's it like in New York City

I'm a thousand miles away, But girl tonight you look so pretty,

yes you do Times Square can't shine as bright as you, I swear it's true

-Hey there Deliah by the Plain White Tees