Chapter 1: Wishday and an Awkward Beginning

(A/N I do not own anything here except my character, Flame. Please don't sue me! I only have $5! Well, ok, $10, but still!) (Also, all A/N's will be in (these))

The weather was beautiful, or so Flame thought. Everyone else d it. It was cool outside, with a hint of rain in the air, and even though it wasn't cold enough, you could smell the snow.
It was Flame's 13th birthday, and she was kind of excited. This was supposedly the day everything would change. Little did she know how much things would change.
She had a party, and invited all her friends. They went out to the movies, and saw The Lord of the Rings 3 (Yes, I know, that movie's been out on DVD for a long time, but I couldn't thing of anything else! Really I couldn't!). Flame loved that movie, and all her friends agreed that it was the best of all three (my personal opinions there). Then they went back to Flame's house for cake and ice cream and presents and all that junk (lol).
Flame positvly insisted on having candles on her cake. She wanted to make a wish. So, seeing as it was her birthday, and wishes never came true anyway, her mom let her have candles. (on the cake of course) When she blew out the candles, she wished an impossible wish: that she lived in Middle Earth.
Soon after, she said goodbye to all her friends and went to sleep. (You can guess what's about to happen, I'm sure...)

The next day she woke up and noticed that she was sleeping on something hard, and that she was very sore. She figured she had just fallen out of bed until she heard two voices.
"Who is she?" asked a harsh, almost angry voice.
"I don't know," replied the other, who was softer. "I found her sleeping by the road, so I thought it would be helpful to bring her in. She's not really a threat after all, and she could use shelter."
"But what if she's an enemy?" asked the first voice.
They were clearly men speaking, and Flame wondered why anyone would think she was a threat or an enemy, but she thought she almost regognised the voices. She sirred slightly, but the men must have noticed because they stopped talking.
"I think she's awake." The second voice said.
Flame, seeing that if they thought she was awake, they definatly wouldn't continue talking, opened her green eyes and sat up. She marveled at her surrondings. She was in a large, olive-colored tent. She looked around and saw, as she had expected, two men, but she was very shocked. Right beside her, two men, whom she knew were Aragorn and Gimli, that she had seen at least a dozen times before, had been talking about her! But she knew she must not let them know she knew who they were, or they might think she actually was a spy or an enemy or what ever they thought she was. So she feigned ignorance.
"Who are you?" she asked. "And where am I?"
"Why should we tell you?" said Gimli, the harsher voice she had heard before.
"Because I want to know. Think about it, if you woke up one morning and were in a tent with two people you don't know if you can trust, wouldn't you want to know where you were?" Flame knew she was good with words, and she used it to her advantage.
"Well, if you put it that way..." Gimli replied.
Aragorn looked at Gimli, as if to say "Leave her alone.", then went into the whole title thing. (I'm not going to explain it because you've probly heard it at least 50 times.)
"...and we..um..do not really know where we are..."
"In other words, you're lost." said Flame, thinking, 'Dumb guys...can't even admit they're lost...'
"Um...yes...sort of..." was the reply.
"Great...wondeful..." Flame said with a voice heavy of sarcasm. "I'm far from home, in God knows where, with two guys I don't even know...just perfect..."

(Teeheehee, I'm so evil, but I really need to get some sleep right now, so this is where I'll be leaving you...for now. I promise as soon as I have at least an hour of free time, you'll get your second chapter, ok? Ok.)