A lil info: Yes, yes I know you probably are all saying NO! NOT ANOTHER FIC
ABOUT A GIRL COMING TO MIDDLE EARTH AND ETC.!!!! but give it a chance. I'll
try not to copy anyone else's ideas, and try to make it as original as
possible, but I'm not promising anything. You might like it, so if you
will, please read on.
Disclaimer: if you don't know by now, the reason I am writing this fanfic is because I do not indeed own Tolkien's wonderful creations.
A World Away
Medea
Kyraelle closed her tired eyes and rested her forehead on her arms. After a hard day of school, work, and her customary workout she was quite fatigued and ready for a good night's rest. Heaving her book bag onto the floor she sat at her desk and flipped open her English book. Sleep would have to come later, she had homework to do. It was nearing 1:30 am when she finally finished the last of her homework. She hadn't gotten a chance to practice violin yet, which meant that she would probably wake up early and practice before school. She practically fell into bed and as soon and snuggled u into her clean sheets. She debated whether to read or sleep and then remembering that she was to wake up early she gave in to sleep.
In the Morning she woke up extra early at 6:00, got ready as quickly as she could and started to practice her violin. She immersed herself in the sweet sounds of her playing and was almost late due to the fact that she had forgotten the time. She drove to school and made it right before the bell. She was a senior in high school, and would be graduating in six months. She still did not know what she wanted to do with her life.
She lived alone as her parents had died a year ago. It had been a traumatizing experience and she would have not gotten through it had it not been for her friends. She had been allowed to live alone as an adult, because she had been about to turn 18. Her parents had been well-off and she had been their sole heir. She continued to live in her house, and she lived off what her parents had left her. She worked yes, but only because she had a job at the local martial arts school, and enjoyed working there. She also was adept at martial arts including karate and kendo. She was a hard worker and it paid off.
She played the violin, having played it since she was very young. She continued because she loved it. It gave her an inner peace to create beautiful music, and also she remembered how her parents had loved to hear her play.
Also being a good student, she had a very tiresome schedule, practically leaving herself no time to relax, but she enjoyed what she did and so it did not matter much to her. She always made sure to leave time for her friends, especially her best friend, Leila. Leila was a year older than her, but she treated her like an equal, and more than that, like a sister. Leila was actually living with Lyraelle and paid for half of the bills. She was out a lot, usually at the library studying.
She knew that she was overworking herself, but unless she kept herself busy she would start thinking about her parents' death a subject she did not want to think about. Instead it was less painful for her to bury herself in all the things she did.
In her first period class which was History, her favourite subject, she soaked in as much information as she could. She enjoyed History because she was interested in how the past had shaped the present. Then she had an Art class, she went immediately to her easel and took out her cd player, feeling tumultuous she decided that it was a good day to listen to Beethoven. She began to paint and soon her canvas was covered with bright paint, she painted an abstract picture of a tree, it actually was turning out pretty well, which pleased her.
She was then headed to Math, which was actually comforting in it's own way, in that it was very logical and straightforward. She began to day dream in class, about another world, a world where everything would be magical. Reality was so hard and cold, and she loved to escape into her imagination, it was like enveloping herself in her violin playing, it comforted her and softened the blows dealt to her by fate.
Kyraelle sighed as her school bell rang, signalling the end of her schoolday. Today had been the second to last day of class and all her classes had been wrapping up. Tomorrow she would say goodbye to all her classmates and teachers, and she suddenly found herself at a loose end. She knew that she didn't want to go to college for another year or so, but she was a bright student and she also felt the hunger for knowledge. Maybe she would travel, Europe would be quite lovely, she would be able to strengthen her French, and Asia too, she had already learned some Chinese in school. It would be a very relaxing trip, she would let herself be culturally immersed. She would of course get herself in some music schools, it would be nice to practice more. She needn't worry about money so all that was holding her back were her friends, she didn't want to leave Leila.
She went to the washroom to wash her hands, as she dried her hands she studied herself in the mirror. She was Asian, and her features were delicate. She didn't consider herself conventionally pretty, like all the "popular girls", but she didn't think she was unattractive either. She had unusually green eyes, and her sleek, straight, black hair went down to the small of her back. She didn't normally wear makeup, except for some lipgloss occasionally. Her skin was tan which was her normal skin color. She had always been skinny, a fact that she rued. She always felt too skinny and awkward, and she was about 5'8 a little taller than her parents had been. The most distinguishing feature besides her eyes and her hair, were her ears. They looked normal from far away, but closer inspection would reveal that they were slightly pointed at the top.
She headed home and on the way stopped by the grocery store. She felt a sense of loneliness as she walked up and down the aisles. She watched others with their family, joking around or teasing each other. She quickly bought her necessary items and left for home. She let herself into her empty house and put all the items she had bought away. She didn't have work today so she was off the hook. She yawned and realized that she had barely slept enough the whole week, and decided to take a nap to refresh herself. She fell asleep and woke up hours later to the sounds of someone cooking. It was Leila, she smiled to herself, it was nice to be living with someone, some of her loneliness ebbed and she got out of her bed to help Leila.
"Hey sleepyhead, did you enjoy your nap?" Leila smiled at her. She was a tall auburn haired, classic beauty, with hazel eyes. Her features were strong and determined, and she was lean and almost muscular.
"As a matter of fact I did very much, thank you." she replied returning the smile.
"Thanks for doing the shopping." Kyra just grinned and looked over her shoulder to see what she was cooking.
"Hey, stir fry, it looks good!" Kyra exclaimed. They sat down to dinner and afterwards Kyra offered to clean up, seeing as Leila had cooked. She listened to some classical music to calm herself down, and washed the dishes.
When she was done with the dishes she practiced violin for several hours before bed.
That night in bed she had a strange feeling that something was going to happen very soon. She decided that she was just excited that school would be over, tomorrow. Still she couldn't help from feeling anxious about this feeling she had, try as she might she could not get the thought out of her head that besides graduating from high school, tomorrow would be a very important day.
Disclaimer: if you don't know by now, the reason I am writing this fanfic is because I do not indeed own Tolkien's wonderful creations.
A World Away
Medea
Kyraelle closed her tired eyes and rested her forehead on her arms. After a hard day of school, work, and her customary workout she was quite fatigued and ready for a good night's rest. Heaving her book bag onto the floor she sat at her desk and flipped open her English book. Sleep would have to come later, she had homework to do. It was nearing 1:30 am when she finally finished the last of her homework. She hadn't gotten a chance to practice violin yet, which meant that she would probably wake up early and practice before school. She practically fell into bed and as soon and snuggled u into her clean sheets. She debated whether to read or sleep and then remembering that she was to wake up early she gave in to sleep.
In the Morning she woke up extra early at 6:00, got ready as quickly as she could and started to practice her violin. She immersed herself in the sweet sounds of her playing and was almost late due to the fact that she had forgotten the time. She drove to school and made it right before the bell. She was a senior in high school, and would be graduating in six months. She still did not know what she wanted to do with her life.
She lived alone as her parents had died a year ago. It had been a traumatizing experience and she would have not gotten through it had it not been for her friends. She had been allowed to live alone as an adult, because she had been about to turn 18. Her parents had been well-off and she had been their sole heir. She continued to live in her house, and she lived off what her parents had left her. She worked yes, but only because she had a job at the local martial arts school, and enjoyed working there. She also was adept at martial arts including karate and kendo. She was a hard worker and it paid off.
She played the violin, having played it since she was very young. She continued because she loved it. It gave her an inner peace to create beautiful music, and also she remembered how her parents had loved to hear her play.
Also being a good student, she had a very tiresome schedule, practically leaving herself no time to relax, but she enjoyed what she did and so it did not matter much to her. She always made sure to leave time for her friends, especially her best friend, Leila. Leila was a year older than her, but she treated her like an equal, and more than that, like a sister. Leila was actually living with Lyraelle and paid for half of the bills. She was out a lot, usually at the library studying.
She knew that she was overworking herself, but unless she kept herself busy she would start thinking about her parents' death a subject she did not want to think about. Instead it was less painful for her to bury herself in all the things she did.
In her first period class which was History, her favourite subject, she soaked in as much information as she could. She enjoyed History because she was interested in how the past had shaped the present. Then she had an Art class, she went immediately to her easel and took out her cd player, feeling tumultuous she decided that it was a good day to listen to Beethoven. She began to paint and soon her canvas was covered with bright paint, she painted an abstract picture of a tree, it actually was turning out pretty well, which pleased her.
She was then headed to Math, which was actually comforting in it's own way, in that it was very logical and straightforward. She began to day dream in class, about another world, a world where everything would be magical. Reality was so hard and cold, and she loved to escape into her imagination, it was like enveloping herself in her violin playing, it comforted her and softened the blows dealt to her by fate.
Kyraelle sighed as her school bell rang, signalling the end of her schoolday. Today had been the second to last day of class and all her classes had been wrapping up. Tomorrow she would say goodbye to all her classmates and teachers, and she suddenly found herself at a loose end. She knew that she didn't want to go to college for another year or so, but she was a bright student and she also felt the hunger for knowledge. Maybe she would travel, Europe would be quite lovely, she would be able to strengthen her French, and Asia too, she had already learned some Chinese in school. It would be a very relaxing trip, she would let herself be culturally immersed. She would of course get herself in some music schools, it would be nice to practice more. She needn't worry about money so all that was holding her back were her friends, she didn't want to leave Leila.
She went to the washroom to wash her hands, as she dried her hands she studied herself in the mirror. She was Asian, and her features were delicate. She didn't consider herself conventionally pretty, like all the "popular girls", but she didn't think she was unattractive either. She had unusually green eyes, and her sleek, straight, black hair went down to the small of her back. She didn't normally wear makeup, except for some lipgloss occasionally. Her skin was tan which was her normal skin color. She had always been skinny, a fact that she rued. She always felt too skinny and awkward, and she was about 5'8 a little taller than her parents had been. The most distinguishing feature besides her eyes and her hair, were her ears. They looked normal from far away, but closer inspection would reveal that they were slightly pointed at the top.
She headed home and on the way stopped by the grocery store. She felt a sense of loneliness as she walked up and down the aisles. She watched others with their family, joking around or teasing each other. She quickly bought her necessary items and left for home. She let herself into her empty house and put all the items she had bought away. She didn't have work today so she was off the hook. She yawned and realized that she had barely slept enough the whole week, and decided to take a nap to refresh herself. She fell asleep and woke up hours later to the sounds of someone cooking. It was Leila, she smiled to herself, it was nice to be living with someone, some of her loneliness ebbed and she got out of her bed to help Leila.
"Hey sleepyhead, did you enjoy your nap?" Leila smiled at her. She was a tall auburn haired, classic beauty, with hazel eyes. Her features were strong and determined, and she was lean and almost muscular.
"As a matter of fact I did very much, thank you." she replied returning the smile.
"Thanks for doing the shopping." Kyra just grinned and looked over her shoulder to see what she was cooking.
"Hey, stir fry, it looks good!" Kyra exclaimed. They sat down to dinner and afterwards Kyra offered to clean up, seeing as Leila had cooked. She listened to some classical music to calm herself down, and washed the dishes.
When she was done with the dishes she practiced violin for several hours before bed.
That night in bed she had a strange feeling that something was going to happen very soon. She decided that she was just excited that school would be over, tomorrow. Still she couldn't help from feeling anxious about this feeling she had, try as she might she could not get the thought out of her head that besides graduating from high school, tomorrow would be a very important day.