Devotion: A Middle-Earth Love Story
WARNING: mature content, language etc. Reader discretion advised. ;) xoxo
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CHAPTER ONE: BEGINNINGS
"OMG," said Madeleine, flipping her glossy golden-chestnut hair over her slender shoulders. "I hate Wyland's class SOOOOOOO much!"
"Like, tell me about it," Isobel replied, her amber-emerald eyes sparkling in the sunlight. "And what is with this stupid book we have to read.
"I know, right?!" Madeleine said crossly, pouting her full lips, which made her look like a prettier version of Angelina Jolie. "What idiot tries to make a book adaption of this brilliant movies."
"I mean," said Isobel, "the movies were hella long, but the book it, like, hella longer."
"I know, write?!"
They arrived at Madeleine's house (it was after school). As they enetered the home they spotted themselves in the hall mirror.
Resplendent in their artfully-rumpled, costomised school uniforms, the girls were best friends, whose mothers had met in the hospital when they were pregnant. They were born in the same minute, though Madeleine was older by two seconds. Although they had been born at virtually the same time, they could not have looked more different, though both were equally dazzling.
Madeleine had thick, lucious, chestnut waves of hair that cascaded down her back to her waist. Her sun-kissed skin was blemish free, and tbough she didn't need makeup, she wore it anyway (she had low self-esteem). Her gold-green eyes were arresting and framed by thick dark lashes that gave her an innocent visage.
Isobel, on the other hand, had skin the colour of smooth, white marble, contrasting perfectly with her dark amber orbs. Her hair was the colour of burnished wheat, and tumbled about her shoulders in glorious ringlets of pure dpun gold. Unfortunately her beauty was marred by a tiny scar on her lower lip that was the result of a traumatic childhood experience (AN: Moar on dis l8r!)
With some difficulty, they tore their piercing gazes away from the mirror and went upstairs to Madeleine's immaculate, pink quarters. Isobel loved Madeleine's room, particularly her gigantic wardrobe, full of the latest fashions from New York, Milan, and Paree. As well as a birthday, the girls shared a dress size and they went to work stripping of their constricting uniforms and dressing to the nines. Madeleiene wore black skinny jeans and an off the shoulder that bore her toned midriff with a motif proudly proclaiming she was a "Slytherin Princess". Isobel wore a tartan pink miniskirt with a lilac tanktop, which demurely revealed a small amount of her lacy black brassiere (though this did not make her appear slutty in the least). (Also, despite their slim figures, both girls were size E, though they didn't expereince any back pain, and all their numerous school gurlfriends were totally jealous of their enormous perky breasts.)
All of a sudden, Isobel gasped delicately. "Did you see that?" she whispered. "Somthing totally moved in the back of your closet!"
"Don't be silly, Isobel," Madeleine exclaimed in her dulcet tones. Seeing the fear behind her best friend's expressive golden eyes, Madeleine sighed daintily. "If your so worried about it, I'll go check it out."
"No, don't -" Isobel began, but despite her best protests, Madeleine stepped gracefully into the enormous wardrobe, disappearing into the dark depths. Isobel waited for what seemes an eternity, and when her friend did not reemerge, she summoned her courage and followed.
Suddenly, the floor gave way beneath her feet and she was falling...
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