Title: In It Together
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: LOTR does not belong to me. It belongs to the genius that is Tolkien. Everything else belongs to me.
Summary: Three friends get dropped into M. E. with a twist.
Prologue
Why, oh god, why?
What did I do to deserve this?
I guess I should start from the beginning, huh?
Well first off, my name's Elizabeth Marie Parker. Ugh, I totally cringe whenever someone, ANYONE, calls me that. Except maybe my grandmother. Anyway call me Ellie or Ells like some people do.
With that said, lets move on to the series of events that lead up to now.
Chapter 1 (Ellie's POV)
BEEP!!
BEEP!!
BEEP!!
I let out a tired groan. I opened then shut my eyes tight, pounding my alarm off, hoping Grams, my grand mother, hadn't heard all the beeping and thought I was still asleep. 6:30 am, on an extremely lucky day I'd get to stay in bed 'till 7.
Please let me sleep some more, please, oh please, let me sleep some more, I thought almost desperately.
"Elizabeth Marie Parker, I know you're up so get your butt off that bed and get ready for school!" And that would be Grams.
I've been living with Grams since I was 3, when my parents died 14 years ago. I always keep a picture of them together with Grams and Grandpa in my wallet.
Anyway, Grams has got to be the coolest grandma ever. I mean, how many 65 year old women do you know can rollerblade, rock climb, wind surf, and do jiu jitsu?
My point exactly.
My grandmother kicks such ass.
By 7am I was showered and fresh checking in front of my wall mirror to see if what I was wearing was alright.
The reflection of my emerald green looked back at me. I was wearing a cute striped tee, jeans, and sneakers. My blonde, shoulder length was pulled up in a pony tail. I sighed.
I'm a wee bit on the short side. Not short enough to be called a dwarf but definitely shorter than your average 17 year old female. Though Grams won't admit it, I most likely got my height from her end of the gene pool.
The outfit looked good on my petite figure, the only good thing that came from the shortness gene that Grams passed on to my dad who passed it on to me, but it made me look short. I sighed again.
I decided to stick with the outfit.
I grabbed my back pack and ran downstairs into the kitchen. I saw Grams and greeted her with a smile.
The table was set with sausages, bacon, eggs, and toast.
Ah, food. My one true love in this life.
I took my seat at the table and started wolfing down the food.
The doorbell rang and in pranced, yes pranced, my next door neighbor/one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world, Jen Chafers.
Jen's got an average height (curses!) light brown hair and brown eyes. She was wearing a funky shirt and khakis.
"Good morning Mrs. Parker, hey there Ells," greeted Jen in a bright voice. I looked up at Jen my cheeks bulging from all the food.
"'Ey 'ehn," I said with my mouth still full. Both Grams and Jen made a face.
"Ellie don't talk with your mouth full," said Grams then added as an afterthought, "and please don't stuff your face like that. You look like a chipmunk."
"So what was it you were saying?" asked Jen with an annoying smirk and sing-song voice.
I gulped down all the food in my mouth miraculously without choking, and grinned.
"I said, 'hey Jen,'" I said.
"Are you girls going to pull through on your trip?" asked Grams.
Jen and I exchanged grins. The two of us along with our other bestest friend, Cassie Winters, are going on a road trip to the beaches of California for Spring Break. We've been waiting for this day for ages. Cassie's and Jen's parents were dropping they're things off at my place later while the three of us are at school. Then we stop back to my house, we grab our stuff, and we're off.
"'course we are Grams," I replied.
The doorbell rang and in stepped Cassie with her flaming red hair and green eyes. Damn, the fact that she's so tall. She was wearing a tank top and a pair of caprice pants. And she's wearing heels. Like I didn't feel short enough.
"Morning Mrs. Parker, guys lets go or else suffer the wrath of Mrs. Wachowski," said Cassie. Jen and I nodded. Cassie's the only one with a car so sometimes she drives us to school.
Mrs. Wachowski's our math teacher. She's this evil fat woman with this humongous mole on her chin. Her hobbies include making us students do tons of homework, giving me and Jen detention, marking papers with F's, giving me and Jen detention, waxing her unibrow, giving me and Jen detention among other things.
"Bye Mrs. Parker," said Cassie.
"See ya later Mrs. Parker," said Jen.
"Bye Grams," I said standing up beside Jen and Cassie. They both smirked.
"Not-a-word-about-my-height!" I felt so short standing next to them. Especially Cassie.
"Like we'd say anything midget-I mean Ellie," said Jen faking innocence.
"One of these days Jen, I'm gonna hafta kill ya."
****Later****
Unnnhhh.
So bored. so very, very bored.
Mrs. Wachowski was droning on about something. Not sure what about. Kinda zoned out awhile ago.
I looked over to Cassie, a few rows ahead, and noted despite all of her obsessive perfectionist ways which her always paying attention to the teacher had zoned out as well.
As for Jen, a few rows to the left of Cassie, she looked like she was so bored she looked like she was about to cry but then she looked over at something. I followed her gaze to the clock.
The guy seated beside me snored softly as I watched the clock. One more minute till dismissal.
20 seconds.
Maybe I should wake that guy up. Nah, he'd wake up pretty soon once the bell rings.
15 seconds.
Hmmm. does that guy have a cold or something?
10 seconds.
Eeewww. that guy just created the biggest snot bubble ever!! Wonder if anybody else notices. Apparently not.
3. 2. 1.
RRRIIINNNGGG!!!!
The guy's snot bubble popped as he snorted awake but I didn't give a frilly care! Freedom at last! Everyone was trying to get out of the room and I made my way to Cassie and Jen and together we left the school and headed for my house.
Cassie parked her car in front of my house. We jumped out of the car and ran into the house.
"GRAAMS I'm hooomme!"
"I can hear you just fine Elizabeth, no need to shout. You're things are by the door. "
"Thanks Grams."
"Oh and Elizabeth, as well as you Jen, Cassie. I want you three to promise me you'll take care of yourselves alright? No matter what you take care of each other too."
Ok, Grams is scaring me. She's acting really weird. Waaayy too worried then she should be. Almost as if she was hiding something. Wait a minute is she getting tears in her eyes? Officially scared now.
".and always remember that I love you," said Grams teary eyed, hugging me tight.
I pulled away. "Grams. what's. is there something wrong?" I could feel Cassie's and Jen's eyes on me and Grams. I could tell that they too felt that something was up.
"No. it's just that. you're all grown up now. Take care of yourself k? I love you," I could feel some relief wash all over me. Nothing's wrong, Grams is just being a grandmother. But then why do can't I shake the feeling that she's not telling me everything. I shook it off. Probably nothing right?
"I love you too Grams. See ya when I get back, k?" Grams nodded and with that Jen, Cassie, and I grabbed our backpacks containing our things for the trip and headed off.
***Later (again)***
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet now?"
"No."
"How about now?"
"No."
"Now?"
"Dammit Jen! If you don't shut up I swear, I'll kill you and make it look like an accident!" screamed Cassie. She'd been driving for five hours straight and I guess that would make anyone cranky too.
"Jeez, how many cups of coffee did you drink at the last stopover anyway?" I asked trying to buy Cassie some time to cool down a bit. "Thirty," said Jen giggling, "I'm on caffeine overdrive."
"Keep at it and I'm more likely to drive you down a cliff." muttered Cassie. The road we were on was high up so basically should Cassie go to far right well. Hello, watery deaths and graves!
"Oh c'mon Cass, don't be like that," said Jen swinging her legs as best as she could with the given space, managing to kick both Cassie's and my own seats.
"Ok that's it Jen you are sooo DEAD!" yelled Cassie turning to face Jen. "Oh hey guys stop it," I said in a bit of warning tone. "She started it! It's all her fault." said Cassie with a mixture of anger and whining. But the rest of what she said I never found out. Something had caught my eye.
"Cassie! Truck headed our way!" I screamed. Oh god this is it. I'm too young. Why oh god why? What did I do to deserve this? The driver, obviously drunk, since he was on the wrong lane and kept driving despite the obvious thing on the road in his way that was, oh I don't know US? We all screamed and Cassie swerved a hard right. But then we were to fast for Cassie to just stop or just change directions.
BAM!! SPLASH!!
And everything went dark.
A/N: Ok that's it. Whatcha think? Like, don't like? Review!! Flamers are accepted.
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: LOTR does not belong to me. It belongs to the genius that is Tolkien. Everything else belongs to me.
Summary: Three friends get dropped into M. E. with a twist.
Prologue
Why, oh god, why?
What did I do to deserve this?
I guess I should start from the beginning, huh?
Well first off, my name's Elizabeth Marie Parker. Ugh, I totally cringe whenever someone, ANYONE, calls me that. Except maybe my grandmother. Anyway call me Ellie or Ells like some people do.
With that said, lets move on to the series of events that lead up to now.
Chapter 1 (Ellie's POV)
BEEP!!
BEEP!!
BEEP!!
I let out a tired groan. I opened then shut my eyes tight, pounding my alarm off, hoping Grams, my grand mother, hadn't heard all the beeping and thought I was still asleep. 6:30 am, on an extremely lucky day I'd get to stay in bed 'till 7.
Please let me sleep some more, please, oh please, let me sleep some more, I thought almost desperately.
"Elizabeth Marie Parker, I know you're up so get your butt off that bed and get ready for school!" And that would be Grams.
I've been living with Grams since I was 3, when my parents died 14 years ago. I always keep a picture of them together with Grams and Grandpa in my wallet.
Anyway, Grams has got to be the coolest grandma ever. I mean, how many 65 year old women do you know can rollerblade, rock climb, wind surf, and do jiu jitsu?
My point exactly.
My grandmother kicks such ass.
By 7am I was showered and fresh checking in front of my wall mirror to see if what I was wearing was alright.
The reflection of my emerald green looked back at me. I was wearing a cute striped tee, jeans, and sneakers. My blonde, shoulder length was pulled up in a pony tail. I sighed.
I'm a wee bit on the short side. Not short enough to be called a dwarf but definitely shorter than your average 17 year old female. Though Grams won't admit it, I most likely got my height from her end of the gene pool.
The outfit looked good on my petite figure, the only good thing that came from the shortness gene that Grams passed on to my dad who passed it on to me, but it made me look short. I sighed again.
I decided to stick with the outfit.
I grabbed my back pack and ran downstairs into the kitchen. I saw Grams and greeted her with a smile.
The table was set with sausages, bacon, eggs, and toast.
Ah, food. My one true love in this life.
I took my seat at the table and started wolfing down the food.
The doorbell rang and in pranced, yes pranced, my next door neighbor/one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world, Jen Chafers.
Jen's got an average height (curses!) light brown hair and brown eyes. She was wearing a funky shirt and khakis.
"Good morning Mrs. Parker, hey there Ells," greeted Jen in a bright voice. I looked up at Jen my cheeks bulging from all the food.
"'Ey 'ehn," I said with my mouth still full. Both Grams and Jen made a face.
"Ellie don't talk with your mouth full," said Grams then added as an afterthought, "and please don't stuff your face like that. You look like a chipmunk."
"So what was it you were saying?" asked Jen with an annoying smirk and sing-song voice.
I gulped down all the food in my mouth miraculously without choking, and grinned.
"I said, 'hey Jen,'" I said.
"Are you girls going to pull through on your trip?" asked Grams.
Jen and I exchanged grins. The two of us along with our other bestest friend, Cassie Winters, are going on a road trip to the beaches of California for Spring Break. We've been waiting for this day for ages. Cassie's and Jen's parents were dropping they're things off at my place later while the three of us are at school. Then we stop back to my house, we grab our stuff, and we're off.
"'course we are Grams," I replied.
The doorbell rang and in stepped Cassie with her flaming red hair and green eyes. Damn, the fact that she's so tall. She was wearing a tank top and a pair of caprice pants. And she's wearing heels. Like I didn't feel short enough.
"Morning Mrs. Parker, guys lets go or else suffer the wrath of Mrs. Wachowski," said Cassie. Jen and I nodded. Cassie's the only one with a car so sometimes she drives us to school.
Mrs. Wachowski's our math teacher. She's this evil fat woman with this humongous mole on her chin. Her hobbies include making us students do tons of homework, giving me and Jen detention, marking papers with F's, giving me and Jen detention, waxing her unibrow, giving me and Jen detention among other things.
"Bye Mrs. Parker," said Cassie.
"See ya later Mrs. Parker," said Jen.
"Bye Grams," I said standing up beside Jen and Cassie. They both smirked.
"Not-a-word-about-my-height!" I felt so short standing next to them. Especially Cassie.
"Like we'd say anything midget-I mean Ellie," said Jen faking innocence.
"One of these days Jen, I'm gonna hafta kill ya."
****Later****
Unnnhhh.
So bored. so very, very bored.
Mrs. Wachowski was droning on about something. Not sure what about. Kinda zoned out awhile ago.
I looked over to Cassie, a few rows ahead, and noted despite all of her obsessive perfectionist ways which her always paying attention to the teacher had zoned out as well.
As for Jen, a few rows to the left of Cassie, she looked like she was so bored she looked like she was about to cry but then she looked over at something. I followed her gaze to the clock.
The guy seated beside me snored softly as I watched the clock. One more minute till dismissal.
20 seconds.
Maybe I should wake that guy up. Nah, he'd wake up pretty soon once the bell rings.
15 seconds.
Hmmm. does that guy have a cold or something?
10 seconds.
Eeewww. that guy just created the biggest snot bubble ever!! Wonder if anybody else notices. Apparently not.
3. 2. 1.
RRRIIINNNGGG!!!!
The guy's snot bubble popped as he snorted awake but I didn't give a frilly care! Freedom at last! Everyone was trying to get out of the room and I made my way to Cassie and Jen and together we left the school and headed for my house.
Cassie parked her car in front of my house. We jumped out of the car and ran into the house.
"GRAAMS I'm hooomme!"
"I can hear you just fine Elizabeth, no need to shout. You're things are by the door. "
"Thanks Grams."
"Oh and Elizabeth, as well as you Jen, Cassie. I want you three to promise me you'll take care of yourselves alright? No matter what you take care of each other too."
Ok, Grams is scaring me. She's acting really weird. Waaayy too worried then she should be. Almost as if she was hiding something. Wait a minute is she getting tears in her eyes? Officially scared now.
".and always remember that I love you," said Grams teary eyed, hugging me tight.
I pulled away. "Grams. what's. is there something wrong?" I could feel Cassie's and Jen's eyes on me and Grams. I could tell that they too felt that something was up.
"No. it's just that. you're all grown up now. Take care of yourself k? I love you," I could feel some relief wash all over me. Nothing's wrong, Grams is just being a grandmother. But then why do can't I shake the feeling that she's not telling me everything. I shook it off. Probably nothing right?
"I love you too Grams. See ya when I get back, k?" Grams nodded and with that Jen, Cassie, and I grabbed our backpacks containing our things for the trip and headed off.
***Later (again)***
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet now?"
"No."
"How about now?"
"No."
"Now?"
"Dammit Jen! If you don't shut up I swear, I'll kill you and make it look like an accident!" screamed Cassie. She'd been driving for five hours straight and I guess that would make anyone cranky too.
"Jeez, how many cups of coffee did you drink at the last stopover anyway?" I asked trying to buy Cassie some time to cool down a bit. "Thirty," said Jen giggling, "I'm on caffeine overdrive."
"Keep at it and I'm more likely to drive you down a cliff." muttered Cassie. The road we were on was high up so basically should Cassie go to far right well. Hello, watery deaths and graves!
"Oh c'mon Cass, don't be like that," said Jen swinging her legs as best as she could with the given space, managing to kick both Cassie's and my own seats.
"Ok that's it Jen you are sooo DEAD!" yelled Cassie turning to face Jen. "Oh hey guys stop it," I said in a bit of warning tone. "She started it! It's all her fault." said Cassie with a mixture of anger and whining. But the rest of what she said I never found out. Something had caught my eye.
"Cassie! Truck headed our way!" I screamed. Oh god this is it. I'm too young. Why oh god why? What did I do to deserve this? The driver, obviously drunk, since he was on the wrong lane and kept driving despite the obvious thing on the road in his way that was, oh I don't know US? We all screamed and Cassie swerved a hard right. But then we were to fast for Cassie to just stop or just change directions.
BAM!! SPLASH!!
And everything went dark.
A/N: Ok that's it. Whatcha think? Like, don't like? Review!! Flamers are accepted.