THE LORD OF THE APPLES
(A High-School Setting)

FELLOWSHIP OF THE APPLES
PART 1

CHAPTER 1
THE HOBBITS

A/N: YAY! The Lord of the Apples is FINALLY back on fanfic in story format and with a lot less spelling errors! I hope everyone who read it when it was first on is as happy as I am that it's up again.

As it says above, this story takes place in a high-school setting. There are a few things you need to know. Please keep in mind that the first 5 chapters are introductory chaps. to the different groups and characters in this story. All of these introductory chapters take place on the first day of school before (and a little bit after) first bell.

Elves: Either cool, normal people, or smart people (In smart I mean enriched/pace).
Unfortunately some elves break this rule, such as preppy elves. (Later on it will be explained.)

Humans: Cheerleaders or Jocks. (Cheerleaders two sides- Sadly some cheerleaders are loyal to Sauron. Yes, most of them are stupid; but, hey, this is only a fanfic!)

What if the Lord of the Rings took place in a high-school setting, or two schools? It's one of those things in life- no one really knows! Well in my opinion it would go like this...
A tall, golden haired woman in a misty white gown walked into the room; she gave a brief nod of her head to acknowledge her audience and began speaking in a rich, commanding voice, "I am Galadriel. I will be your narrator for this story; but first, a brief history…"

Galadriel turned to her 'Mirror' and projected the images towards the wall so her audience could see the scenes that accompanied her tale.

(A/N mirror images will be divided by hyphens (-))

" It began with the forging of the great apples. Three were given to the Elves; fairest and smartest of all beings."
–Three tall, handsome/beautiful people receive apples made out of silver, gold and crystal-

"Seven were given to the dwarves; the stoutest, and just plain odd."
-7 black apples handed out to Dwarves. (Stupid one in corner tries to eat his)-

"And nine, nine were given to the men, the jocks, and the preps; who desired power above all."
–Jocks, etc receiving blue apples. Start to show off-

"In each of these apples was the power to guide each clique, but all of them deceived. For in the principals office another apple was forged, a master apple. And into this apple he poured all his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all students. This was the One apple to rule them all.

"One by one, the students fell to the power of the apple; but there were some who resisted. A last alliance between Elves and Men marched against the teachers, and principal suck-ups. In the hallways outside the office they fought for the freedom of the students. Victory was near, but the power of the one apple could not be undone."

-The Principal comes out into the scene projected by her mirror and starts to send people to the detention room-

Galadriel watched as some of the students shown in her mirror were led away. She then continued her history, "It was at this moment, when all hope had faded, that Isildur, Son of the King, took up his brother's sign."

-Isildur grabs brother's sign; Mr. Sauron breaks it. Isildur uses sign and hits apple out of Principal's hand-

"So Sauron, the Principal and enemy of the students, was defeated. The Great Apple then passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever. Unfortunately the hearts of Jocks are easily corrupted, and the Apple of Power has a will of its own. It betrayed Isildur to his expulsion." Galadriel sadly watches as cheerleader attacks Isildur. He defends himself by hitting one of them with the Apple, and is expelled.

"Some things that should have not been forgotten were lost, history became legend, and legend became myth. For two and a half thousand years, the apple passed out of all knowledge. Until, when the chance came, the apple ensnared a new bearer... Yadadadadadadada- You all probably know the rest anyway, I'm tired of explaining."

Galadriel leaves the room and her mirror becomes still.

THE SHIRE

In front of a green door, which led to very well kept hobbit hole, stood two hobbits. One went by the name Bilbo Baggins, whereas the other was Frodo Baggins.

"Now Frodo, my lad, high school is a very big change," Bilbo stated as he surveyed the familiar scenery around him.

"Okay Uncle Bilbo", Frodo didn't care. He watched as Sam walked down the drive.

"I want you to be very careful, who knows what you will face," Bilbo smiled and walked back inside, he turned around and watched Frodo walk towards Sam. "Good luck Frodo!"

Frodo didn't bother to reply, he continued towards Sam while singing, "I'm on my way, from misery to happiness, to be! Ah hu! Ah hu! Ah hu! Ah hu! Ah hu!"

"Hallo Frodo!" called Sam eagerly.

Frodo smiled and replied, "Yo Sam; how ya do'in?"

"I'm so excited! This will be a great time to meet new friends... I might go out for the football team," Sam was shaking with excitement as he said this.

Frodo chuckled softly "That's nice Sam," He turned on his Ipod and sang along, "I'm sick and, I'm twisted, I'm broken you can't fix it!"

Sam walked along in silence for some time, then he started to talk again, "Come on Frodo, you have to be excited!"

Frodo paused his music and gave Sam a disgruntled reply, "Sam, its just high school! Nothing important. Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to listen to some music!"

(They arrive at MECI; Middle-Earth Collegiate Institute)

"Well that's an eye opener," said Sam quietly.

"Come on Sam." Frodo turned off his Ipod unhappily and entered the school, Sam hurrying behind him.

As they entered the front foyer, Pippin (dressed in sk8r clothes) called out to Frodo in the much-heard teenager greeting, "How ya do'in Frodo, my man?"

Frodo smiled and clapped Pippin on the back as he replied, "Dude, I'm chill'in!"

"Totally!" Pippin said vociferously.

Merry walked up to the little group, "Pip, man, where'd you go?"

Pippin smiled and with a wave of his hand said, "Dude look, it's Frodo and…" Pippin paused and stared at Sam, trying to recall his name, "um... Sam?" He finished unsurely.

"Awesome!" Merry said in reply, ignoring the pause.

"That is an awesome deck!" said Frodo as he looked around him.

Sam looked uncertainly at the other hobbits, "Umm, what's a deck?"

Frodo, Pippin, Merry looked at him with shock, replying all at once, "You are stuu-pid!"

"I'll be going now." Sam muttered, abashed, and hurried to find his first class.

Frodo watched as Sam left. The bell rung loudly; he tried to stall going to classes, "I'm off to 'HISTORY-OF-MIDDLE-EARTH-AND-THE-APPLES-OF-POWER-THAT-HAVE-GONE –OUT-OF-ALL-KNOWLEDGE –BUT- I'M –TEACHING-IT -ANYWAY.' My Professor is Gandalf."

"Merry and I have Elvish," said Pippin unhappily.

The Professors were starting to usher students to their classes, with the help of their staffs. Support my foot, thought Frodo sceptically; he decided to leave before he too was pushed off to class with a staff. "See ya!" he called as he walked away.

Merry replied with, "Wouldn't want ta be ya!" as Pippin and him ran to their first class.

As Sam walked away from the group of laughing hobbits he thought ruefully to him self, 'Valar, why did Frodo have to go to that skate contest with Merry and Pippin? He's been acting like them ever since.'

(Sam bumps into Rosie)

"...And that's how I get that curly bounce to my hair!" said Rosie happily as she walked with her friends, "Oh hello Sam."

Sam mustered up all his courage and managed to stutter, "Hallo Rosie. How is- I mean h-how are you doing?"

Rosie giggled, "Fine Sam. Well I got to go," she added as she glanced ahead at her impatient friends.

"Ohh," Sam was blushing furiously and he knew it; he silently berated himself for his lame reply.

"See you around!" Rosie called over her shoulder as her friends led her away.

As he watched Rosie walk away, Sam could hear one of her friends say, "He's a geek."

A/N: Well amazing. You actually read my story. I would like some reviews and maybe some ideas. Yes, it will be harder to stay true to the book and Tolkien; so I might have to rearrange some things…