I own nothing. All characters and rights belong to J.R.R Tolkien. The Original Characters are real friends of mine and most things they say belong to them. "Everything in quotations and italics is Spanish."
It all started on an ordinary day. We were going to Mexico for a school trip. It was my first time in a plane, so I was nervous. I asked the flight attendants over and over again if the flight was going to be safe. They reassured me it was safe, but I still had a sense of foreboding. My friend Paige was sitting to my right while another kid was to my left. Alejandro and Lucero were in front of us with Cynthia to Lucero's left. The rest of the class was sitting in the other seats.
Now, we were all Latinos (except for Paige, who was African American), so going to Mexico was exciting because it brought back memories. Lucero and I had curly hair, Paige's was braided, Cynthia's was straight and Alejandro's was short and spiked up. Paige and I had glasses so we had to be extra careful not to lose them. Paige was also the tallest among us with Alejandro a close second, Cynthia and I tied for third and Lucero being the shortest among us.
We were about to land when there was a loud roar and everything was a mixture of white and a bit of orange. Then everything went black, white, and black again. I was the first to wake up and saw Paige, Cynthia, Alejandro and Lucero in front of me.
"Oh, no," I cried. "Are you guys okay? Can you hear me?"
"Ah!" said Alejandro as he got up. "Quit screaming in my ear."
"Ugh, I got a headache," said Lucero and she started to rub her head.
"What's wrong?" asked Cynthia as she wakened.
"Ugh, guys," said Paige as she looked around us, "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore."
That's when I turned around and what I saw nearly gave me a heart attack. We were in the Council of Elrond, in Middle Earth