Hey everyone, welcome to my first FanFiction! I am writing this purely for fun, and I hope you guys enjoy reading!
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with LOTR...Enjoy! :)

...

"Woo! I win I think!" Kate said loudly. I huffed and dropped the WII remote on the rug, having been beaten on Just Dance yet again. Yes, we may be eighteen, but come on, who doesn't love it?

"Oh shut up" I teased, throwing a piece of popcorn at her.

She just caught it in her mouth, the show off. After she had finished her mouthful, she turned off the T.V, only to turn back and face me again, a DVD in hand and a mischievous look on her face.

"Miranda time?" she asked, holding up series three of the Sitcom Miranda. She always seems to know what I want.

"You my friend, just read my mind. But after, we have to watch Lord of the Rings"

"Again? We only saw it last week!" she protested

"Yes again. Don't deny it, you love all of the films...and the scruffy haired ranger" I said with an eyebrow wiggle.

"Duh! Who doesn't? I just hate drippy Arwen...she is so annoying!" she said. I sighed, placing my head in my hand.

"She's not that bad..."

"Come on, even you get irritated with her indecisions." Kate huffed, throwing herself on the sofa across from the flat screen.

"Okay...that is true. I don't mind her, but she is a bit, oh do I sail? No...yes...no..." I flounced around doing a bad impression of her. "I mean, just make up your mind woman!" Kate snorted, clearly amused as I dropped to my knees in front of her, my hands clasped together, begging.

"My friend...you bow to no-one!" Kate replied in Aragorn's voice as she stood. Kate probably knows every single one of Aragorn's lines in all three movies. I am not exaggerating.

She dropped down onto one knee in front of me, mimicking the end of Aragorn's coronation.

"Thank you...Thank you!" I said happily, before we both collapsed in a heap, clutching our stomachs with laughter.

Eventually, we composed ourselves enough to rise from the floor and stagger over to the table, only to eat some more popcorn and have a drink. What a healthy lifestyle we lead.

"Pyjamas?" Kate asked me after we had calmed down. I nodded and we raced upstairs, rummaging around to find anything that vaguely matched. As it happened, I ended up in a black tank top and purple spotty bottoms, and Karnika had a blue tank top with red shorts. Not the greatest combination, but we really couldn't care any less at that time.

We raced downstairs once more, taking separate routes at the bottom. I headed for the living room to set up the DVD player, which we had managed to forget about in our excitement and Kate went straight to the kitchen to find something else to eat...not that I'm complaining.

"What should we do for dinner?" she called from the kitchen. I heard her rustling round, probably searching through the cupboards.

"Something unhealthy!" I called back as I slotted the DVD into place.

"Pizza?"

"Good choice, Mellon" I replied, putting my pretty limited elvish into use. When I say pretty limited...that is all I know. And I only know that because of the films. Ah well.

I frowned as a huge clash came from upstairs. Please don't tell me we have burglars. I really don't know what I would offer...Pizza?

Then again...they could have the other stuff teenagers tend to have scattered around. Things like phones and magazines...we have plenty of the latter. I have never been much into reading them, but they always appear to be Kate's lifeline.

I froze as Kate screamed suddenly. Before I had even registered what was going on, I sprinted through to the Kitchen, sliding on the slick tiles as I went

I cursed loudly as I hit my hipbone on the corner of the table, causing me to feel like I had been shot. Does anyone else know that feeling?

"Kate?" I called as I burst through the door, only to freeze when I came face to face with an arrow.

Right...okay...just remain calm.

Euuggh...