Mayhem In Middle Earth

by darth-trinity

My first LOTR fic. Go easy on it. What happens when a girl and the rest of her class get brought into Middle Earth? Well duh, parties, karoke, pranks, sarcasm, and generally rude comments. Rated PG 13 for implied swearing, suggestive things.

Mayhem In Middle Earth

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Lord of The Rings. This is just a story I write in my spare time (aka science class). Don't sue.

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It was a typical grade eight science class at SGS Junior High. About two people were paying attention, half the class was asleep, and my best friend GT and me were in the back corner of our classroom talking about Lord of the Rings.

"So, what do you think was the weirdest thing we did at Sam's party?" I asked, adding more red to the two streaks dangling down in front of my face. With marker.

"Probably the '2000 years experience' incident." GT said, finishing adding blue streaks to her blonde ponytail. Also with marker.

"Okay, that was Selina's fault for starting that. And, as a note, it was you and Erin talking about that, I just yelled 'Ew!', because I have a sick mind." I protested, braiding the parts of my hair that I had pulled back.

"Done." GT said, checking her blonde and blue ponytail in a mirror.

"Same." I said, tying off the last braid on my Legolas like hair. Except I had two red marker streaks dangling in front of my face.

"Sooooo, d'ya think we should be listening?" I asked.

"Probably, but, like, who cares?" GT admitted.

"True." I agreed. "Meh."

"Girls! Stop talking!" Mr. Roszell yelled.

"Yes Mr. Roszell." We said, rolling our eyes.

"Who pissed in his cornflakes?" I asked GT.

She exploded in laughter.

"GT!!!" Mr. Roszell yelled.

"Mr. Roszell!!!" she yelled back.

I had to turn my laugh into a cough.

"Do you want to go out in the hall?" threatened Mr. Roszell.

"Sure! It beats being in here!" GT agreed.

Mr. Roszell's face turned a funny shade of purple as our whole class lost it.

He leaned into GT's face. "Hall. Now!" He yelled.

GT waved a hand in front of her face. "Get a breath mint! And by the way, your face is purple."

Suddenly, our class turned into a swirl of colours, my feet left the ground, then I landed with a thud.

I immediately checked my bag to see if my discman had survived. It had. Good.

I looked up to see several long haired people with pointy ears pointing arrows at me and my classmates.