Hey guys! This is a Fanfiction about modern!Lotr (With different POV's). Totally random and incorrect timeline. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, names etc. It's all Tolkiens work. Hope you'll enjoy! :)

Aragorn POV

-Get up! We are late for class! Hey! Goddamn… Get! Up!- Out of nowhere I felt someone pushing me out of my bed. Why now? I wouldn't mind staying in there for longer… the close meeting with the cold, wooden floor brought me back to reality. –What…happened?- I asked, with struggle to form the words in my mouth. Someone bowed over me and the person's bright blue eyes met mine. Legolas.

–You're hungover!- he declared. Fuck. Last night's party went too far.

–And you aren't? I'm sure you've been drinking last night. Try not to speak so loud, please…-

-Why, of course I've been drinking. I'm just not a lighthead like you.- He whispered. I could see how much joy the pretty blond had from teasing me about this. He reached out with his hand to help me get up.

-Where 's everyone?- I asked. Besides me and Legolas the were three other students living in this room.

-They're already gone- he said. –Now you better hurry, or we'll be both late.-

Legolas POV

The huge lunchroom was filled with students, each of the many grey tables was occupied. All the windows were open, even though it made the heat only worse. We were sitting at our usual table waiting for Elladan and Elrohir, Aragorn's adoptive brothers. They got into a fight with some freshmen. Typical.

-Do you want aspirin?- I asked Aragorn. His pained expression lit up for a bit.

-You have some? My headache is killing me- as answer I passed him the pill. He took it and flushed it down with water.

-Ugh, those kids are getting rude- Elrohir said loudly as they were walking towards our table. They looked very alike their father, with their long, dark brown hair reaching their shoulderblades and their nearly silver eyes. Both of them were wearing black shirts and jeans. It was hard to tell them apart.

-Shushh!- Aragorn silenced him.

-He's a little tired out from yesterday's party- I explained.

-Too much wine, eh?- the other twin asked, and they both sat at the table, laughing. Aragorn ignored them. – Have got any plans for holidays?- Elladan asked.

-Not much, actually.- I answered simply. In fact, the vision of returning home to my father wasn't appealing to me. He was always busy with work and since my mother died, our relationship hasn't been the best.

-Did you ask Thranduil if you could stay with us a few weeks? –

-Yeah, I did. He agreed, but he'll be asking Elrond about this, I'm not sure yet.-

-Dad will agree for sure- Aragorn joined the conversation with a smile. -I can't wait!