Enjoy. . .
The tender, fragrant grass crunched underneath the sturdy leather boots of two females. One was shorter with long curly, black locks, while the other stood tall with blonde windblown hair. Their entire morning was spent exploring a new, surreal and verdant scene. Both began approaching a rolling green hill. They crested the extravagant knoll and paused to catch their breaths, a genuine smile of enjoyment tickled at their ardors.
"Such a grand view doncha think Astrid?" The taller, Sataria, uttered to her companion.
Astrid nodded, she wiped away trickles of sweat from her sun tan skin.
"Hell yeah dude! We're in the Shire man!" They lounged comfortably, while entranced by the landscape of New Zealand.
Sataria laughed and looked back over the land before them. "Let's go find a spot to chill and then we can have a smoke, yeah?"
Her friend agreed, "Yeah I'm getting tired. Some herbal remedy would help soothe and relax my body. Love a good puff of a really dank indica."
They made their way deeper into The Shire until they arrived at an area where a Hobbit hole had once been. They climbed onto one of the curved hills then sat down to bask at the lovely landscape, which provoked the reminiscences of Hobbiton. They imagined how it would be with a bustle of hobbits roaming the setting. Sataria looked up at the sky and saw what was once crystal blue was now becoming reddish pink as the sun began sinking beneath the horizon.
The two women had come with the intentions to spend the night under the stars. Their bags were filled with blankets and necessities for an overnight stay. As Sataria and Astrid stared over the land, the former smirked.
"I am still trippen on how we were lucky enough to experience this!" she said with an enthusiastic chuckle.
The latter glittered with mysterious zeal. "Dude! I'll never forget the origin of this journey. It almost feels unrealistic, as if I am still awaiting my awakening from this blissful dream."
Astrid's exotic appearance heightened by the burning glow of the sunset. She pulled out her donut-hole glass piece and packed it generously. She hit the bowl, then passed it to Sataria. Her friend hit it and the two took a moment to silently salute the Shire. Both looked up at the sky in a cliche-like reminiscence as the memory of that rather "ordinary" trip to Hollywood hazily resurfaced. . .
The alarm commenced buzzing shortly after dawn drew. Astrid arose from her slumber. She rubbed her eyes, yawned, then got out of bed. She started playing some jams. That particular morning, she launched the day with Lou Reed Walk on the Wild Side. While swaying along with the gentle tune, she continued with her regular routine. A daily ritual she performed indeed, yet it never grew mundane. She reached into her closet, pulled out her mini bong, poured in some water, then packed a fat bowl of greens. She combusted her herb with a lighter then deeply inhaled. As she stared out the bedroom window, she reflected and thought.
'It's such a lovely morning..I really want to do something weird'. The phone jingle dragged her from a brief daydream. "Hello?" she mumbled.
"Hey dude! It's Sataria. Y'know I strangely felt an overpowering urge to want to venture outta the norm today," exclaimed the upbeat friend.
"Whoa, are you serious man? 'Cause right before you hit me up, I was thinkin' I wanted to do something weird!"
"That's a trip dude. It's as if we are communicating...'
"Telepathically" recited the two friends in unison.
"Anyways, what did you have in mind?" Asked the petite, groggy female.
"Well, I say we should take a trip? Maybe go to Hollywood?"
"Hmm doncha think it would be a better idea to go to the mountains, y'know explore the majestic nature, maybe even eat mushies and frolic around...bask underneath the luminous starlight." sighed Astrid with glorious excitement.
"That sounds really amazing actually, but you have to consider other factors..For example, supervision. Who else would we be able to invite on such short notice? Taking a trip to Hollywood doesn't sound appealing to you?" Sataria was presenting a very logical point and it was obvious that she wanted to go to L.A.
"Alright dude, lemme fill up the tank in my car, I'll roll some joints or something and I'll meet ya at your pad."
"Hell yah! See ya soon!" replied Sataria.
"I'm so stoked! Peace out love!" The two pals then hung up. Astrid made sure she looked decent, grabbed her tie dye hemp purse and threw in the basics; wallet- with money, ID, rec. She also threw in: body spray, IPOD-with portable mini speakers, rohto eye drops, lighter, zig zags, her donut-holed pipe, and finally her herb. "I've got all I need, time to bounce and let the good times roll!" she grabbed her keys locked the front door of her apartment then she unlocked her yellow '08 Volkswagon Beetle Convertible. She got into the car, then turned the ignition and let the car start up. The radio strangely turned on by itself and Blue Oyster Cult was playing.
"Well I've opened up my veins too many times..'' The joyful woman began singing along to Flaming Telepaths, as she backed out the parking lot of the apartment complex.
She was halfway to Sataria's home, when she witnessed a forewarning occurrence. While filling the tank at the gas station, what had appeared to be a flash of vibrant green lightning beamed nearby an archaic building.
"I'm probably just imagining. . . " Astrid shook her head and took a breath slowly. Shortly afterwards, she arrived at her destination. As she got out the car, Sataria was already on the porch smoking a joint.
"WASSSSSUUUUP!?" Hollered the flamboyant blonde. She got up and approached Astrid with a huge smile and red, chinky eyes.
"Damn you must be really baked dude."
"Of course, been bowling all morning, Since dawn!"
"Haha hell yah me too." Astrid giggled then gave her dear friend a hug. "So ya ready to have some FUN!?"
"You know it! I've already got everything we'll need. Let's bounce!" The two girls got into the VW then drove off.
2 HOURS LATER...
"Are you fucken shitting me?!" Yelled Astrid at the crowded line of cars in front of her. "This is what really grinds my gears dude, traffic. Especially since we're on the way to LA, it's way congested."
"Fuck it man, that's the city for ya." Her friend stared out the window and recalled her unhappy memories of city life, that were surprisingly not repressed.
"Exactly! That's why I suggested that we go to the mountains. A nice hike would have satisfied me, now I'm all irritated. Humans need to stop reproducing so much! We've infested Earth, like parasites. This lush planet needs to shake us off like the pack of fleas we are!"
"Makes you wonder doesn't it..? We'll go extinct like the other species that dominated Earth before us."
"I wish I was able to experience different planets outside our solar system, befriend benevolent Extraterrestrials. Experience alien worlds." The thought of that made Astrid very optimistic."Sometimes I wonder if I'm even meant to be here, in the human world."
"You're out of this world alright." Sataria exchanged a sincere smile, then asked what exactly was the plan.
"I'm just looking for a place to park so we can walk around the Sunset Strip and see what shenanigans we can do." She pulled the car into an open space and they got out, stretched their cramped limbs, then embarked onto their natural adventure. "Hey do you want to grab a bite to eat?"
"Yeah! I'm starving. My stomach's growling with discontent." The friends walked to a nearby Bar & Grill. As they entered, a handsome waiter greeted and sat them at the bar. The two girls were mindlessly chattering about what sounded delicious on the menu. "I'll go with the steak and fries. Medium rare please," decided Sataria.
"Would you like anything to drink ma'am?" the waiter inquired.
"Water would be just fine." she beamed in response.
"Are you ready to order?" The waiter turned to a quiet Astrid.
"Yeah, how about your nice juicy ass?" she smirked with friendly humor, causing the waiter to blush.
"Sorry, but the chef wouldn't be able to prepare that . . . but I can recommend the..."
"Its fine, I'll just go with the bacon burger. I'd like avocado and a salad on the side, nothing fancy." She then locked gaze with her friend.
"You're so cynical, it's awesome how blunt you are about it." commented the blonde.
"I'm just another funny asshole, well If you're into my sense of humor. It can be incredibly crude at times."
The waiter returned with the waters and he handed Astrid a slip of paper. There was a number and a name scribbled on it. "So, your name's Andres, ehh?"
He bent over and whispered into her ear, "How'd you like to get outta here and get high for a while?"
Her chinked eyes widen with surprise, she didn't expect such an act. He was an attractive dude, how could anyone resist.
"I don't know, but it sounds enticing." She bit her lip then winked at Sataria, she turned her curly head and engaged her stare with the clear, hazel eyes of Andres. "If you try anything funny, I'll rip out your testicles through your eye sockets."
"Whoa, you don't have to worry about that. You look like a really cool chick. I can dig that." Andres removed his apron, slightly bowed, and like a gentleman, he tenderly held her hand as they walked out the restaurant.
He placed his firm hands on her delicate waist and they wandered off back to the car. The young man appeared to be genuinely interested in her. They entered the vehicle and Astrid turned on the radio. She pulled out a joint and lit it with her lighter. Her rosy lips puffed until the joint stayed lit, then passed it to Andres. He sucked and blew the smoke into her grinning face.
"Sooo, how'd you know I blazed?" she asked with friendly curiosity.
"Lucky guess I suppose. I just had a strong hunch and I thought what the hell, you're a cute girl anyways." He passed the joint back to her and they watched the car slowly fill up with smoke.
She leaned over and started getting closer to him. She was able to inhale the scent of his sweet cologne. A delightful chill tingled within her chest. Before she was able to continue conversation, Sataria was at the window gently tapping. Astrid unlocked the back door and let her friend inside.
"Try not to let any of the smoke out." she languidly murmured, while inhaling the gentle fog of smoke.
"Dude I came here to tell you that Peter Jackson is sitting at the bar, right next to me!" exclaimed an astonished Sataria. She was bouncing her knees with a nervous, star struck excitement.
"Are you serious!? DUDE! What are we waiting for, let's go meet him!" The three friends rushed out the car with joint still in hand and ran into the bar. Astrid anxiously approached the nonchalant director, who was humbly chillen with a cup of bourbon. "Mr. Jackson, I am a huge fan of the Lord of the Rings Trilogy, those films were so astounding and exhilarating. As a fellow fan of Tolkien's work, this is such a grand honor." Astrid's mouth was so gaped, it was difficult to prevent drool from spilling.
"Wow, I'm glad you really admire my work and appreciate my tribute to such a brilliant trilogy." Peter Jackson responded with much infatuation.
At that point, Astrid was so giddy with wondrous thrill, that she fainted. Andres caught her and lightly smacked her back to consciousness. Peter Jackson invited the three of them to share a few drinks with him in celebration of their newfound friendship. What happened next, well that soon became a drunken blur. . .
SEVERAL HOURS LATER . . .
Astrid and Sataria regained rational sentient.
"Damn dude I think I had the weirdest dream." groaned Astrid.
"Dude me too, I dreamt that I got shitfaced with Peter Jackson."
"No Way! That's exactly what I dreamt about." The women took several moments to realize that they were in an unfamiliar setting. "Wait, are we in a private jet?"
A male voice interrupted, "As a matter of fact, you ARE in a private jet, ha ha on the way to New Zealand!"
Sataria turned flustered, she questioned her host for clarification. "And um, how exactly did we come to be here?"
"Yeah man what the hell happened?" Astrid displayed an emphasized expression of confusion.
They had their newly, albeit, acquainted friend recount what had happened.
Jackson, who had spoken earlier, smiled and shook his head. He dived into his story while the two women were brought food and drink. Apparently the three companions, led by the great Peter Jackson himself, ended up encountering several producers and screenwriters; even major actors of the LOTR trilogy were met. Sataria and her light weight ways, was the first mind to black out. Peter told them how he had asked two such charismatic fans, whom he enjoyed being in company with so much, to join him and the film crew on an all-expense paid trip to New Zealand.
He laughed when he recalled how Sataria came out of her drunken haze for a second to slur a merry YES! Astrid wildly danced in approval. Unfortunately Andres had been absent from this invite and Jackson moved on through the party, forgetting to ask the third member of his little picked up group the same offer. Being in a partied out craze, Astrid and her first companion had also forgotten.
Sometime that night, the cute waiter had gotten a cab home but the other two, being too far from home and involved in the trip the next day, were given a room in the hotel. While still half hazed, the two were carried onto Mr. Jackson's private jet and he let them sleep off their hangovers peacefully.
After taking in the shock of what their shenanigans had led to, they called home. Both arranged for the care of their pets, Astrid's velociraptor-like parrot Bonita, and Sataria's marble-eyed dog Rem. After being scolded for the short notice, both of their families agreed to help anyway. Sataria worked from home and called the office to say she was on vacation, Astrid simply quit her unloved job. When they landed they were given rooms along with the production team, they couldn't believe their luck.
Knowing they wouldn't be able to be directly involved with Jackson's movie work, they decided to go hiking and their director friend suggested they scout out the set of Hobbiton. After securing the necessities for on foot travel and an overnight hiking stay, the two were off. Unaware that their unexpected adventure was on the verge of becoming much greater than first anticipated.
They both set out with careful directions and it wasn't long before they arrived to where they were now.
Sataria snapped back to reality. Out of the corner of her deep, murky brown eyes, the blonde suspected she saw green lightning flickering in the distance. In that direction, dark storm clouds commenced brewing. The friends remained oblivious as they continued puffing on the glimmering glass pipe.
"It's remarkable how our little trip turned out," Astrid commented as smoke blew through the wind.
A blast of air slapped their faces, the wind was developing more gust.
"Indeed," her friend said. "And to think you wanted to go to the mountains." She snickered.
The other laughed in humorous response. "That would have been nice, but this is much more extravagant than our mountains ever could be."
"Agreed," Sataria said as she relished the stunning sunset.
It was all so perfect; the two friends sitting above a Hobbit hole on an incredible trip into the heart of their favorite land. They weren't taking this for granted, which is why they opted for an overnight stay. When their amazingly generous host caught up to them they would hike elsewhere, but that wasn't for a few more days. They'd use their special access to explore and enjoy.
To add effect Sataria suggested putting none other than the Misty Mountains Cold song from the Hobbit movie itself. Astrid got a kick out of the idea and after pulling out the mini speakers and IPOD, the result only added to the breathtaking image laying before them.
"It's going to be nice here until Jackson goes back to the states," the blonde said.
"Of course. I'm glad the set is off limits to anyone else right now. Humans would just ruin the moment here."
The former nodded absentmindedly. She let out a sigh of contentment and leaned back onto her elbows after passing the pipe back to her sisterly companion.
"Hell, I could spend a lifetime here. Who knew just following one's urge to be spontaneous for a day could lead to something like this. I don't think it could get much better than this my friend."
The pink and red sky turned lavender and blue as twilight dominated the atmosphere. They laid out their blankets in the spots they had picked out. Their exhaustion overwhelmed their conscious sense, and they slowly drifted off to sleep.
Green lightning trembled above, unheeded and unseen.
This is a story my friend and I are writing together. You'll see her style writing usually in italics or after a break in the page. There are also going to be a lot of smoker references so if there happens to be a word or phrase that doesn't make sense to you don't hesitate to ask. ^_^