Authors note: I know I should be finishing up my first story but I got inspired recently and in all honesty it's too juicy to pass up

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my made up characters

Bethany flicked her raven hair behind her ear glancing yet again at the homework in front of her with distaste. Sighing dramatically she began to create reasons for not completing her homework that didn't begin with 'Well there was this amazing story on fan fiction...' For some reason her teacher probably wouldn't buy it, telling her it was a useless waste of nonsense.

Silly old Mr Macdonald with his topi, who was he kidding with a wig that EVERYONE knew was a wig, how dare he tell her getting stuck in a particularly good story was not a reasonable excuse. Had he ever BEEN in that situation where you just can't turn off the computer because Legolas has finally confessed his love to Aragorn, causing Bethany to prioritise everything around the story including going to the toilet!

Rolling her gorgeous (if she thought so herself) hazel eyes she again wondered if Mr Macdonald really did use the hair from his chest to make the wig, well in her defence it really did look like pubic hair...maybe just maybe his head was secretly a giant ball...no... A giant penis!

Giving a whole new meaning to the word 'dickhead' she stifled a giggle and went back to her story. It was getting interesting, there was honey Legolas and Aragorn involved...this was going to get messy...in a sexy way of course, but still if it was Drarry a spell would have gotten rid of all the evidence, but where was the fun in that.

Staring into her tiny computer screen she noticed it flicker suddenly, cocking her head to the side she thought of why it would do such a thing. There was no storm tonight...hopefully the battery wasn't dying she had 10 more chapters to go through! A small whimper of frustration left her lips and she blew upwards at her fringe, trying to release some of her displeasure.

The screen flickered again as her homework fluttered to the floor...strange she thought, and then froze hoping to almighty god that it wasn't a ghost. After watching and laughing at paranormal activates she hadn't been able to sleep properly for a month...was this some form of payback?

She hoped not, perhaps the ghost was annoyed she wasn't doing her homework...maybe it was because she had thrown a box of tampons at her brother after he laughed in her face about having periods exclaiming 'You STICK it up there then!' It may have even been because she had managed to make a rainbow cake and not offered it any...either way the ghost was pissed.

'Holy Beejeebers!' she exclaimed as her ENTIRE desk flew to its side blocking her exit to the door, a sharp screeching noise altered her to the fact her bed now blocked access to the window.

'FUUU—IRETRUCK! WITH A RED FUUUU-DGING ENGINE!' Was the last thing Bethany managed to say before the swirling vortex of paper engulfed her and vanished.

*Please R and R my lovelies!

I promise it gets better ;)