hello! This is my first story LOL! I hope people read it+ please review! I'm open for ideas!

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I'm going to try to update every 2 weeks or so... Sooner if possible! My school's musical's production week is coming up... we shall see how it goes.. It starts out slow, but it will get better, trust me!

Disclaimer: If I owned LOTR, I wouldn't be writing this 'fic, I would be annoyed at all these people out there who were screwing with it :). If you take MY characters from me though... I... I'll cry!

Sari and Sam alternate when they are speaking. They start and finish each others sentences, so if you see 2 people doing that, it's them. :)

Setting: three girls are thrown into middle earth. they live in America, and are very different, despite their looks. The triplets (Sasha, Samantha (Sam), and Sari) will exchange POV's for chappies... so don't get too confused my dears...

(Sasha)

I sighed, observing my reflection in the mirror. It wasn't easy being beautiful. I gently tucked one of my long, wavy blond locks behind one ear. There. That was better.

Blinking my sparkling blue eyes, I gave herself one final look-over before calling my sisters.

Dimly, I heard the crashes and shattering of some unfortunate object that fell into their path.

Idiots.

Don't get me wrong, I love them. I mean, they are my sisters and all. Well, triplets.

But sometimes... Ugh.

Sari and Samantha, fondly known as Sam, are the fun-loving pranksters, always getting detention, always cracking jokes. I swear they can read each others minds. You know, finishing each others sentences, that sorta thing.

Me?

I'm the oddity of the bunch: the sensible, down-to-earth sister who is always actually thinking before dashing into something. I'm the perfect student who never gets detention, always studies instead of goofing off, and can never hold a secrets for long.

In short: I'm no fun.

As if my sisters would ever let me forget it.

I cocked my head as Sam and Sari banged up the stairs, coming to get me for their latest antics. They were chattering all the way up the stairs, hoping I couldn't hear them. Ha. I am practically an elf-I hear everything. Huh, probably comes from watching out for them.

"Do you really think-" Sari started. "-That she'll do it?" Sam finished.

"Off course!"

"I don't know if she'll want to-"

"-She's always so stiff..."

"We'll find a way-"

"-She'll have to say yes!"

"I know, it is her favorite after all, and-"

I groaned, tuning out from their chattering when they started banging on my door. Slightly ticked off, I shouted, "Fine, come in! Whatever you are doing, I want no part in it!"

As they threw open the door, I was greeted by two faces, identical to mine. Well, almost identical. I actually took the time to make myself presentable. Their eyes gleamed at me like polished sapphires.

Ha. I sound so poetic in my ramblings.

"Hey sis-" they chorused. I cut them off, declaring sternly, "I won't hear a word from each of you until you have properly fixed your hair."

Sari eyed me hopefully.

"But we-"

"-Just fixed it right before-"

"-We came here!"

I gave them the death glare that stopped them in their tracks. "What did you use to comb it," I asked, my voice dripping sarcasm. "A live wire?" They surveyed each other ruefully.

"Well, I guess-" Sam declared

"-That we-"

"-Might've not used a comb."

"But-"

"Enough!" I finally lost it. "It doesn't matter. Now, what was so important that you had to come stomping in here?"

Sharing a look, the tricksters watched me hopefully.

"Oh, and no splitting your sentences. It makes my head spin." I added. It was true, the alternating did get annoying after a while.

"Well," Sam began hopefully. "We know you like Lord of the Rings..."

"And it is a long time since we have watched it..." Sari butted in.

"Why don't we have a movie night?" They finally chorused together.

"Hmmm..." I waited, watching them fidget under my steady gaze. "WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY THAT SOONER?" I shouted, laughing as they fell over.

The three of us linked arms, singing all the way to the TV. It was my favorite song, the one that Merry and Pippin sing whenever they are partying. I wasn't really paying attention to the words; my mind was already racing in the excitement of the movie.

"I'll make popcorn!" Sari shouted.

"I'll put in the movie!" Sam requested.

"And I'll handle the remote." I finished.

Sam pouted. "But why do you get the remote? you get it every time!"

I smirked "Psh, well I am oldest.."

"Not faaaiir!" she wailed. "You're only older by 47 seconds...!"

I grinned. This was going to be a fun night!

What do you think? More soon! Please review!

I swear they'll be in ME by the next chapter! *ducks*