A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first story, so please be nice. Tolkien does
not belong to me! Review! Oh, and Jen does belong to me.
Jennifer Donnelly looked mournfully out of the window of her room. The whole world seemed to be mourning with her.
"Why did he dump me?" she sniffed. Her boyfriend, Darryl, had told her that she was a freak and a loser and he wanted nothing more to do with her.
She turned around in her chair. Had she suddenly developed a hideous deformity that totally turned him off? No, she still looked like the same red-headed, blue-eyed girl she had been when she got up that morning. Then she looked closer. Were those POINTS on the end of her ears? Yes, they were, and they certainly hadn't been there the last time she had looked in the mirror.
That must have been why, combined with the fact that she had accidentally set Darryl's tux on fire when she had been dancing with him at the prom. This combined with several other fire related incidents had led to her suspension from school.
She had been grounded since then, and just today Darryl had called. Her life was getting worse and worse. Just then her mom called up the stairs, "Jen! We have to talk, please come down here now!"
She grouchily stomped down the stairs and asked in a surly tone of voice, "What?"
"Ever since you began 12th grade you've been acting oddly. You have 'accidentally' lit the library on fire, burned the shopping mall to the ground, lit your boyfriend's tux on fire, and we're wondering if there is anything you wanted to tell us."
"Yeah, there is. Darryl just dumped me and said he never wanted to interact with me again."
Her parents both immediately hugged her. "Aw, honey, it'll be all right. You'll see. Because, you know, we have a solution to all your problems. We've been contacted by a man who calls himself 'Owen Lorin' and he says he can help you control your power."
Now Jen was shocked. "What power? I don't have any power! I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Now, Jen, how else could these things have happened? Mr. Lorin said he is going to help you study and learn about magic and other important stuff."
Jen stood up. "I'm not going to. Those were all coincidences! You can't prove anything!"
She ran up the stairs.
Jennifer Donnelly looked mournfully out of the window of her room. The whole world seemed to be mourning with her.
"Why did he dump me?" she sniffed. Her boyfriend, Darryl, had told her that she was a freak and a loser and he wanted nothing more to do with her.
She turned around in her chair. Had she suddenly developed a hideous deformity that totally turned him off? No, she still looked like the same red-headed, blue-eyed girl she had been when she got up that morning. Then she looked closer. Were those POINTS on the end of her ears? Yes, they were, and they certainly hadn't been there the last time she had looked in the mirror.
That must have been why, combined with the fact that she had accidentally set Darryl's tux on fire when she had been dancing with him at the prom. This combined with several other fire related incidents had led to her suspension from school.
She had been grounded since then, and just today Darryl had called. Her life was getting worse and worse. Just then her mom called up the stairs, "Jen! We have to talk, please come down here now!"
She grouchily stomped down the stairs and asked in a surly tone of voice, "What?"
"Ever since you began 12th grade you've been acting oddly. You have 'accidentally' lit the library on fire, burned the shopping mall to the ground, lit your boyfriend's tux on fire, and we're wondering if there is anything you wanted to tell us."
"Yeah, there is. Darryl just dumped me and said he never wanted to interact with me again."
Her parents both immediately hugged her. "Aw, honey, it'll be all right. You'll see. Because, you know, we have a solution to all your problems. We've been contacted by a man who calls himself 'Owen Lorin' and he says he can help you control your power."
Now Jen was shocked. "What power? I don't have any power! I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Now, Jen, how else could these things have happened? Mr. Lorin said he is going to help you study and learn about magic and other important stuff."
Jen stood up. "I'm not going to. Those were all coincidences! You can't prove anything!"
She ran up the stairs.