Chapter 1
"Hurry up Gina." Clena tried to hurry her friend (cousin) out the door. Gina (short for Regina) was a middle-sized hobbit, about 3'7". She had long brown hair, usually in ringlets unless she let it dry by itself (instead of with a towel) then it was strait. Her cousin Clena was about a week younger than her, she had longer brown hair, with a bit of gold in it. Her hair was curly almost a little bit frizzy, when not tamed and pulled back.
I had just finished my dress. I had decided to make a new dress for Bilbo Baggin's birthday party. I had needed one and their family was very close to ours. Sometimes, my cousin (better known as my friend) Clena would use me just to get closer to Bilbo's nephew, Frodo. She secretly liked Frodo (of course I was the only one who knew that). I on the other hand liked Merry. I had met him through Frodo. Merry was his second cousin, on his mother's side of course. He seemed to go around with Pippin Took a lot, since Frodo's best friend was Sam. Sam could be considered one of the heavier hobbits. I think he has his eye on Rosie, because I caught him looking a couple times when she was bending over. Rosie was my aunt's, cousin's, daughter's niece. I had confronted Sam, once, about her feelings for her. He blushed and walked over to hide behind Frodo.
I finished putting on my new dress. Then I turned toward Clena, awaiting her approval, "Well…" I waited another moment longer, "what do you think?"
She looked at me intently, as if she was making a life altering decision, "Defiantly your best work yet," She nudged me, "At least until your wedding gown." She smiled at me. I laughed and smiled back, this was true, and I was getting to that age. I repositioned my hair and turned to lead the way out the door. I went into the sitting area with the main fireplace. I had left my favorite necklace in there. It was on a cream colored ribbon and it had a star charm on it. (Frodo had given it to me on my birthday last year.) I tied it around my neck.
"Is it time to go?" I turned towards Clena. Just then the music started, almost as if I had triggered it.
"I think it is." She replied, I laughed and turned the brass knob in the center of our large round door, and stepped out into the cool evening air. I looked across the party atmosphere, and smiled. Yes, this must be Bilbo's party. Just as Frodo said, 'Bilbo will be sure to have this whole place in an uproar' he had been right, he did.
I looked across the road to where Frodo, came walking towards me, from bag end. I smiled, as he came up and gave me a hug. I could feel Clena's jelouse eye's staring into the back of my head. I pulled away, "So…111th birthday?" I commented on his unusually long life.
"Yes, its amazing isn't it?" He kept talking, not giving me a chance to answer, "New dress? I like it. You both look very nice." I knew without looking, that Clena's face had lit up.
Frodo turned his attention to Clena, "We might have to dance later, might we not?" he smiled, I turned and saw the widest smile I've ever seen on her face.
Then I playfully punched him, "Hey, what about me?" I joked.
"Well or course I will dance with my favorite life long friend." He let the smile widen even more across his face. He was acting extra nice today, I wonder what could be up? Maybe he's just excited about the party, or trying to impress Clena. I gave Frodo, a 'what is going on look' but he just kept smiling.
I turned even more, and looked over by the big tent where Gandalf was sending fireworks, into the air. I kept scanning, the area around the tent, and there Bilbo was, telling a few of the littlest hobbits the tale of his adventure with the dragon.
I grinned, and followed the winding path that led down to where the party was.
"Hurry up Gina." Clena tried to hurry her friend (cousin) out the door. Gina (short for Regina) was a middle-sized hobbit, about 3'7". She had long brown hair, usually in ringlets unless she let it dry by itself (instead of with a towel) then it was strait. Her cousin Clena was about a week younger than her, she had longer brown hair, with a bit of gold in it. Her hair was curly almost a little bit frizzy, when not tamed and pulled back.
I had just finished my dress. I had decided to make a new dress for Bilbo Baggin's birthday party. I had needed one and their family was very close to ours. Sometimes, my cousin (better known as my friend) Clena would use me just to get closer to Bilbo's nephew, Frodo. She secretly liked Frodo (of course I was the only one who knew that). I on the other hand liked Merry. I had met him through Frodo. Merry was his second cousin, on his mother's side of course. He seemed to go around with Pippin Took a lot, since Frodo's best friend was Sam. Sam could be considered one of the heavier hobbits. I think he has his eye on Rosie, because I caught him looking a couple times when she was bending over. Rosie was my aunt's, cousin's, daughter's niece. I had confronted Sam, once, about her feelings for her. He blushed and walked over to hide behind Frodo.
I finished putting on my new dress. Then I turned toward Clena, awaiting her approval, "Well…" I waited another moment longer, "what do you think?"
She looked at me intently, as if she was making a life altering decision, "Defiantly your best work yet," She nudged me, "At least until your wedding gown." She smiled at me. I laughed and smiled back, this was true, and I was getting to that age. I repositioned my hair and turned to lead the way out the door. I went into the sitting area with the main fireplace. I had left my favorite necklace in there. It was on a cream colored ribbon and it had a star charm on it. (Frodo had given it to me on my birthday last year.) I tied it around my neck.
"Is it time to go?" I turned towards Clena. Just then the music started, almost as if I had triggered it.
"I think it is." She replied, I laughed and turned the brass knob in the center of our large round door, and stepped out into the cool evening air. I looked across the party atmosphere, and smiled. Yes, this must be Bilbo's party. Just as Frodo said, 'Bilbo will be sure to have this whole place in an uproar' he had been right, he did.
I looked across the road to where Frodo, came walking towards me, from bag end. I smiled, as he came up and gave me a hug. I could feel Clena's jelouse eye's staring into the back of my head. I pulled away, "So…111th birthday?" I commented on his unusually long life.
"Yes, its amazing isn't it?" He kept talking, not giving me a chance to answer, "New dress? I like it. You both look very nice." I knew without looking, that Clena's face had lit up.
Frodo turned his attention to Clena, "We might have to dance later, might we not?" he smiled, I turned and saw the widest smile I've ever seen on her face.
Then I playfully punched him, "Hey, what about me?" I joked.
"Well or course I will dance with my favorite life long friend." He let the smile widen even more across his face. He was acting extra nice today, I wonder what could be up? Maybe he's just excited about the party, or trying to impress Clena. I gave Frodo, a 'what is going on look' but he just kept smiling.
I turned even more, and looked over by the big tent where Gandalf was sending fireworks, into the air. I kept scanning, the area around the tent, and there Bilbo was, telling a few of the littlest hobbits the tale of his adventure with the dragon.
I grinned, and followed the winding path that led down to where the party was.
