a/n--I own nothing, but me, Cacia (kayceah) and the plot line, I don't own the songs discused, or the artists, places eaten at or stores, or city names, or roads-- or the characters from Lord of the Rings, or any other movie or anyother thing I may decide to talk about. although... I do own the car... ;) I think in Italics

By Friday?

I was driving home from work like usual, just me in the car, my little blue Ford Topaz, Good old Trusty... only, unfortunatly for me, I was hitting all the red lights. This was one of those great days. Red Lights. sigh I didn't know if I'd ever get there. I had the radio blaring on my favorite Christian Rock station, and was humming along to one of my favorite songs, "The Turnaround" by an artist that I could never remember his name... but I still liked his songs.
"NAH!!! NAH!!!! NAHHH!!! NAaaAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!" I was half singing half yelling along with the interlude. The car next to me was mad because I had the windows down, and they wanted to listen to their rap music. I thought to myself... Is that eVEn mUsiC?
But then--- after driving through another changed-to-green-after-waiting-forever.
"Wahoo!" I had made it through a green light! Probably the best thing that had happened to me all day.
---But then.....Oh great another red light!
Suddenly there was a guy at my pasenger window. "EEeeeppp!!!" I jumped in my seatbelt, --which pinched my neck. Ooww!
"Hey, do you think you could give me a lift to Mineapolis?" He said. Woah Dude!!! I'm a 17 year old GIRL, and YOU want ME to DRIVE YOU to MINEAPOLIS????? Thats like 3 DAYS DRIVE FROM HERE!!! GEt a GRIP DUDE!
"Umm, no. Don't think so." Me trying to look mature here, and dude this guy was really cute, but would my parents ever let me do that??? NO.
"Aw common. Pleassseeee? I have to get to Mineapolis by Friday." Friday, rEALly, today is what, Wednesday, and I live in Portland, and you want to get to Mineapolis, MinaSOTA by FRIDAY!!! This dude was NUTS!
"Try the AIRport." I said edging the car a bit closer to the one in front of me. Still at.... the same red light. Would it eVEr change?
"I tried. But they wouldn't sell me a ticket." Uuuuhuuummm sure dude... whatever... like ALL the flights would be full at an INTERNATIONAL AIRporT?? BrothER!!! sigh
'"Listen, all I have are these clothes on my back, and this $20 bill. Please! I need a ride!" He gave me that puppy-eyes look. How could I resist? He was so cute. Dude this guy is hot, and he looks like Orlie the Flower!!!! My sister and I always made fun of OB, just because it was fun.
"Fine." I pushed the 'un-lock' button on the car door.
"Thanks! You're a live saver!" How can I save your life by letting you ride in my car??? Ok, that's it, I'm driving him to the MAX station, and either leaving him there, or taking him to the airport. But I'm NOT DRIVING him to Mineapolis. Besides! I have to go to group practice, and that meets at seven!

I was in the Portland Youth Orchestra that meets on Saturday afternoons, and I would get together with some friends from my section, and work on the hard parts for about two hours once a week or so. And I hadn't gone for two weeks, and I was really missing Danny, a fellow second violinist. We are about the same level and play using the same styles, but have differnt teachers. And he's really nice, and he likes me. So I wasn't going to miss that again just because of some guy wanting a ride to Minnasota.

"SoooO what music is this?" the dude asked.
Rolls eyes Great... I'm sure this guy dosn't like my music either.
"It's my favorite radio station."
"Ohh..."
I think he didn't even know what a radio WAS.
"So dude, do you have a name or what?"
"Oh... I'm called Legolas Greenleaf." I slammed on the breaks. (thankfully there was no cars around) He HAD to be KIDDING!!! Not only did he look lots like Orlie Bloomie, he said his name was LEGOLAS??? Hmmm... He lacked the cool hair, but it was still blonde, and kinda on the shaggie side... maybe he had to cut it... or something.
"If you are the Legolas that I'm thinking of, why is your hair so short?" Realizing how stupid I was to just slam on the breaks.... ok.. what must he think of me noW?
"I saw this comercial on the telly one day, and it was about some poor children who had no hair, so I cut mine and donated it."
"And kids would want bleach blonde hair?"
"I have bleach blonde hair don't I?"
"Ya... sooO?"
"Well, if I do, then why wouldn't other people like it?"
I hated to have to tell him that people make lots of fun of blonde's and that there are hundreds upon hundreds of blonde jokes out there. But I decided to take another tactic.
"I know I would like to have bleach blonde hair, if I knew it was elven." Maybe that wasn't such a good idea, since he didn't know I knew all about the LotR books and movies, and had seen all the movies and the extra's and read most of the LotR books, (but not all the histories.)
"Hmm..." Was all he said.

Soon we were at the MAX station.
"So here we are dude, here's two bucks, that should get you there." This was easier than I thought! I was getting rid of "Lego Dude" for only two bucks! What a bargan!
"I can get all the way to Minnasota on only two dollars?"
Oh great.... now what do I say? What to do... what to do... I can't just LeAVe him here, that's rude... what to do... what to say?!? YIKES!
"No, ummm.... "
"If I can't get to Minnasota, then--"
"Listen here, dude, I don't know if my parents would let ME drive YOU all the way to Minnasota by Friday. I would have to drive overnight, and I really don't think I can legally do that. Besides--" Was there another reason not to take this guy? He was really hot, cute, and his voice was awesome--not to mention those deep blue eyes looking into minesigh. Woah! Back to realITY here?!!! Four great reasons TO take him.... but then--- what'll my parents say--what will I say when I'm taking him..... screams inside

Five minutes later....

"You were saying,"Leggy proded.
"Oh, ummm yes... one sec." I know! I'll just jump out of the car, call mom on my cell, tell her I have to take a friend to Mineapolis, Minnasota by Friday, and'll be back by sometime next week.... sounds good enough....

So I called my mom--- that went great.... ya right... --but I won't think about it, because now, I have to get this Leggy to Mineapolis-- and by Friday.

"SooO what time do you have to be in Mineapolis?"
"When the sun is--"
"In time, like as in a cloCK? Dude, just look at this clock and tell me when ya gotta be there." I had one of those watches with all my charms around the band... but it was a watch... so I showed him my watch... This guy is more annoying than I origionally thought... great.
"Oh... hmm... 3:45 in the afternoon hours."
"Fine... I try to be there by five in the morning so that you can be there by three forty-five." I really hate driving through big cities... Mineapolis-St. Paul was no different....I was hoping for more like nine at night... but anyway.... I want to get home as soon as I can-- the sooner he's gone, the sooner I go home. Right? ya... right.

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