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Imladris High
By Legolyn Fay and Avery
Ah, the first day of school at Imladris High. The students exchanged summer stories, met in the halls, and avoided classes. Two in particular were doing an especially good job at this.
They were about the same height and both wore skateboard dude clothes and carried skateboards, but that was where the similarities ended. The two were a photograph negative of each other.
One was an elf with shoulder-length blonde locks. His eyes were blue and laughed along with his voice. His skin was creamy and smooth, and he watched the crowd with sharp sight, never letting his guard down even though he was having fun (kinda like a cat).
The other, however, was a human, an atani* who had dark and slightly shorter hair that looked as if he never combed it. He had the beginnings of a beard, and gave only a small smile. He had storm-gray eyes that quietly (but not as sharply as the elf) surveyed the diminishing crowd. Over all, he looked rugged and wild.
The dark-haired human sighed. "Well, Legolas" he said to his companion, "it's another glorious year at Imladris High."
The blonde elf Legolas laughed. "Glorious?" he asked. "Why?"
"I don't know." said the human. "I'm still surprised that our teachers let us pass again."
"Come, Aragorn, did you really think our teachers would keep us for another year?" Legolas told him.
Aragorn sighed. "Point taken." he told his friend.
Just then the bell rang over their heads.
Aragorn sighed again. "I've learned to hate that bell." he said mournfully.
Legolas laughed again and they walked down the now near empty hall.
"Hey! You perverts, wait up!" Aragorn and Legolas looked at each other and groaned. Lynn and Elana were back.
The two she-elves ran up to their friends. Both were panting. "Wh-where...have..you..been?" The blonde one demanded. "We've been looking everywhere for you!"
Aragorn pretended to be surprised. "Now why would you want to do that?" He asked the one with dark brown hair. "Did someone put sumthin in your orange juice this morning, Lynn?"
Lynn glared at him." You know very well I don't even LIKE orange juice!" she snapped at him.
"Oh yeah? Well, when you were just 700, you loved orange juice!!" he argued back.
"Liar!" she yelled in his face. The usual argument had begun.
The two blonde elves stood side by side, looking at their friends in amusement.
"Write this down, Elana." Legolas said. "Last year, it was plants. This year, orange juice." Elana glanced at him, then went back to watching their friends.
"Elana," Legolas began. "Do you have a crush on.... Aragorn?" Elana took her eyes off the arguing friends to look at Legolas in surprise.
"Aragorn?! No!" she said. "I mean, he's my friend of course, but I don't have a crush on him!" "Ooh" Legolas said, knowingly. Elana said something inaudible.
"What?" Legolas asked. But the bell was already ringing again.
Lynn stopped arguing to glare at the ceiling. "Curse that bell to Mandos and back." she muttered darkly. "Come on, Elana. According to this, we have someone named "Celeborn" for homeroom." she said, staring at her schedule. And the two headed off in one direction.
"So, who do we have for homeroom?" Aragorn asked Legolas.
"You both have me." said an unknown, rasping voice from behind them. Both whirled around so fast that Aragorn got a mouthful of blonde hair. "Legolas, if you don't get your hair out of my face, I'm going to chop it off!" Legolas glared darkly at his friend and the turned his attention to the man before them.
He was dressed in grey from his beard to his shoes, and his eyes seemed to boar holes into them.
"Boys, class starting, door closing, Greenleaf, son of Arathorn, that means get in!" The friends looked at him, and then at each other. The bell rang again.
"You're late." the man said. Legolas laughed." Come on, Pops! One bell!" The man pointed a painfully straight finger at the door. The friends sighed and walked through the door. "Well, well, if it isn't last year's troublemakers." said a silky voice. Legolas and Aragorn froze. They knew that voice all to well. It was a human who had ruined all their pranks, worked as a spy for the teachers, and never ceases to be a serious pain in the butt. He also had a reputation for being a school-wide tattle tale: Boromir.
Legolas groaned. "Why, oh, why did Boromir have to be in our class?" Aragorn cried. Boromir laughed. "Yes" he said. "I am the torturer of the torturers." Legolas gave him a look. "That didn't even make sense." he said. Boromir gave an evil laugh. "Oh, well. You've got a lot coming to you this year."
"Like a fat kick in your face?" Aragorn muttered, so only Legolas could hear. The elf covered his mouth with his hand to suppress laughter, but could not stop a kind of snort-type noise from being heard. Professor Gandalf looked at them, his face going a deep purple at their rudeness.
"Not very becoming, is it?" Aragorn muttered again, and Legolas could not stop another snort of laughter.
"Not the sort of sound one normally hears from an elf, is that?" Boromir said so everyone in the room could hear him. The class looked at Legolas, wondering how he would react. Nothing happened for several seconds, and everyone (including Aragorn) was holding their breath.
Then, so quickly no one could see exactly what happened; Legolas leaned over, and slapped Boromir, leaving a handprint where he had struck. Boromir staggered back holding his face. At this point a roar similar to that of a charging lion sounded from across the room. Professor Gandalf charged toward the elven prince and dragged him from the room by the ear. Aragorn followed them silently (Legolas saw him; Gandalf didn't).
In the hall the professor slammed the prince against the wall with surprising strength. "I will not tolerate violence in my classroom!" He screamed. His face was a very deep, rich purple. Legolas stared calmly into that hideousness with no sign of any emotion. Gandalf was breathing hard. "Now" he said you will serve three weeks of detention!" Legolas smiled. "Whoa! Pops! Your gonna blow! I was just protecting my goooood rep." he said in a syrupy voice. Gandalf just about blew a gasket. "Your rep!" the professor screamed in the elf's face. "Your rep does not amount to hitting fellow students! Now march! You are well on your way to ISS**!" Legolas looked over Gandalf's shoulder. "NOW, ARAGORN!" he yelled. Aragorn tripped the professor (much in the same way the hobbits tripped him in the extended movie) while Legolas grabbed his board and flew down the hall. Aragorn was right behind him.
*atani-a human
** ISS-In School Suspension
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Imladris High
By Legolyn Fay and Avery
Ah, the first day of school at Imladris High. The students exchanged summer stories, met in the halls, and avoided classes. Two in particular were doing an especially good job at this.
They were about the same height and both wore skateboard dude clothes and carried skateboards, but that was where the similarities ended. The two were a photograph negative of each other.
One was an elf with shoulder-length blonde locks. His eyes were blue and laughed along with his voice. His skin was creamy and smooth, and he watched the crowd with sharp sight, never letting his guard down even though he was having fun (kinda like a cat).
The other, however, was a human, an atani* who had dark and slightly shorter hair that looked as if he never combed it. He had the beginnings of a beard, and gave only a small smile. He had storm-gray eyes that quietly (but not as sharply as the elf) surveyed the diminishing crowd. Over all, he looked rugged and wild.
The dark-haired human sighed. "Well, Legolas" he said to his companion, "it's another glorious year at Imladris High."
The blonde elf Legolas laughed. "Glorious?" he asked. "Why?"
"I don't know." said the human. "I'm still surprised that our teachers let us pass again."
"Come, Aragorn, did you really think our teachers would keep us for another year?" Legolas told him.
Aragorn sighed. "Point taken." he told his friend.
Just then the bell rang over their heads.
Aragorn sighed again. "I've learned to hate that bell." he said mournfully.
Legolas laughed again and they walked down the now near empty hall.
"Hey! You perverts, wait up!" Aragorn and Legolas looked at each other and groaned. Lynn and Elana were back.
The two she-elves ran up to their friends. Both were panting. "Wh-where...have..you..been?" The blonde one demanded. "We've been looking everywhere for you!"
Aragorn pretended to be surprised. "Now why would you want to do that?" He asked the one with dark brown hair. "Did someone put sumthin in your orange juice this morning, Lynn?"
Lynn glared at him." You know very well I don't even LIKE orange juice!" she snapped at him.
"Oh yeah? Well, when you were just 700, you loved orange juice!!" he argued back.
"Liar!" she yelled in his face. The usual argument had begun.
The two blonde elves stood side by side, looking at their friends in amusement.
"Write this down, Elana." Legolas said. "Last year, it was plants. This year, orange juice." Elana glanced at him, then went back to watching their friends.
"Elana," Legolas began. "Do you have a crush on.... Aragorn?" Elana took her eyes off the arguing friends to look at Legolas in surprise.
"Aragorn?! No!" she said. "I mean, he's my friend of course, but I don't have a crush on him!" "Ooh" Legolas said, knowingly. Elana said something inaudible.
"What?" Legolas asked. But the bell was already ringing again.
Lynn stopped arguing to glare at the ceiling. "Curse that bell to Mandos and back." she muttered darkly. "Come on, Elana. According to this, we have someone named "Celeborn" for homeroom." she said, staring at her schedule. And the two headed off in one direction.
"So, who do we have for homeroom?" Aragorn asked Legolas.
"You both have me." said an unknown, rasping voice from behind them. Both whirled around so fast that Aragorn got a mouthful of blonde hair. "Legolas, if you don't get your hair out of my face, I'm going to chop it off!" Legolas glared darkly at his friend and the turned his attention to the man before them.
He was dressed in grey from his beard to his shoes, and his eyes seemed to boar holes into them.
"Boys, class starting, door closing, Greenleaf, son of Arathorn, that means get in!" The friends looked at him, and then at each other. The bell rang again.
"You're late." the man said. Legolas laughed." Come on, Pops! One bell!" The man pointed a painfully straight finger at the door. The friends sighed and walked through the door. "Well, well, if it isn't last year's troublemakers." said a silky voice. Legolas and Aragorn froze. They knew that voice all to well. It was a human who had ruined all their pranks, worked as a spy for the teachers, and never ceases to be a serious pain in the butt. He also had a reputation for being a school-wide tattle tale: Boromir.
Legolas groaned. "Why, oh, why did Boromir have to be in our class?" Aragorn cried. Boromir laughed. "Yes" he said. "I am the torturer of the torturers." Legolas gave him a look. "That didn't even make sense." he said. Boromir gave an evil laugh. "Oh, well. You've got a lot coming to you this year."
"Like a fat kick in your face?" Aragorn muttered, so only Legolas could hear. The elf covered his mouth with his hand to suppress laughter, but could not stop a kind of snort-type noise from being heard. Professor Gandalf looked at them, his face going a deep purple at their rudeness.
"Not very becoming, is it?" Aragorn muttered again, and Legolas could not stop another snort of laughter.
"Not the sort of sound one normally hears from an elf, is that?" Boromir said so everyone in the room could hear him. The class looked at Legolas, wondering how he would react. Nothing happened for several seconds, and everyone (including Aragorn) was holding their breath.
Then, so quickly no one could see exactly what happened; Legolas leaned over, and slapped Boromir, leaving a handprint where he had struck. Boromir staggered back holding his face. At this point a roar similar to that of a charging lion sounded from across the room. Professor Gandalf charged toward the elven prince and dragged him from the room by the ear. Aragorn followed them silently (Legolas saw him; Gandalf didn't).
In the hall the professor slammed the prince against the wall with surprising strength. "I will not tolerate violence in my classroom!" He screamed. His face was a very deep, rich purple. Legolas stared calmly into that hideousness with no sign of any emotion. Gandalf was breathing hard. "Now" he said you will serve three weeks of detention!" Legolas smiled. "Whoa! Pops! Your gonna blow! I was just protecting my goooood rep." he said in a syrupy voice. Gandalf just about blew a gasket. "Your rep!" the professor screamed in the elf's face. "Your rep does not amount to hitting fellow students! Now march! You are well on your way to ISS**!" Legolas looked over Gandalf's shoulder. "NOW, ARAGORN!" he yelled. Aragorn tripped the professor (much in the same way the hobbits tripped him in the extended movie) while Legolas grabbed his board and flew down the hall. Aragorn was right behind him.
*atani-a human
** ISS-In School Suspension
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