The Hobbit Fanfic: Becca Jenkins
Please note: This is based off the film. Some speech may be edited to fit in with story. Kayla Hybrid is an OC of mine. Enjoy
POV Kayla Hybrid
It was another dull day at school. Nothing but teachers rambling on about a load of crap that no one will ever use. I huffed to myself, gazing out the window. It was a bright summer's morning and I was trapped inside with a double Maths lesson. Oh, so much fun, I thought to myself. I began daydreaming about somewhere else. I imagined myself going on an adventure, off somewhere in the wilderness. I could hear the birds singing, it seemed so real. I shook myself, telling myself it was the birds outside, mocking me with their freedom. I continued to gaze out the window, watching the clouds roll lazily past, high in the sky. I sighed and began daydreaming again. I could picture it now, green fields, swaying in a slight breeze. Suddenly I felt cold, as if a breeze had suddenly stirred up inside the stuffy class room. I let it tease my bare skin. I was glad it was a non-school uniform day, especially with the heat wave we were experiencing. I was daydreaming so deeply I could picture myself surrounded by fields.
"Kayla, would you at least look like you're working," barked Mrs Turner.
She was peeking over her half-moon glasses, giving me a stern look. Several of my 'classmates' giggled as I blushed and muttered an apology. Suddenly I could see a winding path behind Mrs Turner. The whiteboard had disappeared, and was replaced with a dirt tracking, weaving its way through grass mounds and fields. In the distance a man lumbered his way along the path. I stood up suddenly. I never heard what Mrs Turner had to say about my 'inappropriate behaviour'.