Hello to all! This is the first chapter of the new story from Nerds in Black, your authors Heth and Gwynne. We hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: We do not own Lord of the Rings. Gwynne crying in the background we fervently wished that we did and then we could force Aragorn to ditch phone sex girl (A.K.A. Arwen for those that didn't know ;) and come live in Heth's closet. (That way, when somebody asks her when she's gonna come out of the closet she can cheerfully say "Never!") And we would prevent Boromir from dying so he can come live with Gwynnie (Gwynne: Le sigh). We unfortunately make no claim on any of the characters from LOTR except perhaps their slightly OC attitudes. We'll try to stay true to J.R.R. Tolkein. hands on hearts

Seeing as how disclaimers are generally boring and rather futile on a fan fiction site where it is obvious the authors are obsessed teenage girls. We're not bothering with another one after this. SO DON'T SUE US! WE DID IT ALREADY!

Summary: So, what happens when best friends, Gwynne and Heth, wish for a Spring Break that has never been seen before! We'll give you a few hints: Frodo takes a liking to something called make-up. So between Frodo feeling pretty and Boromir learning the basics of cooking with a blender (sometimes the lid helps), how will these two modern girls cope? Will Boromir ever figure out the blender and move on to the mixer? Will Frodo discover whether he's a summer or a winter? Stay tuned for the adventures of Gwynne, Heth, and the rather confused Middle Earth visitors.

Genre: Romance, Humor, and Fantasy

Rating: PG-13 (T for Heth's Potty Mouth)

Gwynne: Ok, enough of that! This first chapter was written by Heth so tell us what you think! On with the show!

Chapter 1: A nerd can hope, right?

Heth sat on the bus bench listening to her MP3 player and staring out into the rain. She was trying to ignore the shouts of her team mates while attempting to listen to the mournful words of Damien Rice, all the while thinking

'God, you'd think nerds wouldn't be this loud.'

You see, Heth was a rather average person, even her GPA wasn't that awe inspiring. True, it was enough to be impressive, but what was really impressive, as far as college applications go, were the number of clubs and academic activities she was in. At the time of this story, she was riding home from an ACE match (Academic Competition) surrounded by her fellow social studies competitors.
'You know, it's like ACE is sports for nerds who can't shoot a basketball worth crap.' She snorted at this thinking of the last time she had played basketball. 'How many did I get in, during a time period of approximately 30 minutes with no one taking the ball? Oh yeah... about 5.'

Heth was a perfectly friendly person, usually going out of her way to be nice to a new person, mostly because over the span of her short life she had moved around quite a bit and knew being new wasn't fun. Most places she moved to had schools where most everyone had known each other for years. And some group members can get downright hostile when their regular program is interrupted. Such was her current situation. A junior in high school, she was 17 years old, and while most of her team mates had known each other for years she had known them a grand total of 2 months since the ACE season started. So maybe it was small wonder that she was sitting alone, staring out a foggy window. It didn't bother her too much though, she liked the solitude and it wasn't as if she had no friends at all.

'Just not on this bus.' She thought. 'But I do have Gwynne and a few others. But most importantly Gwynne.'

When Heth had first moved to Cynclow, a small rural town in California near the coast, about 7 months ago, she had known nobody and was getting ready to start another year as 'the new girl'. The common belief amongst most was that with age came maturity. Heth had the emotional scars to prove that this was most certainly not so, and while young children may wound people with their words without knowing it. Older ones did it knowing full well what they were doing. And to top it off they generally added in a couple swear words for good measure and sometimes a few kicks. Yep, it's a fact of life that high school students can be vicious.

But, it's also a universal truth that there will always be an exception to these rules. The exception at this particular high school was Gwynne. She had a very sunny disposition and was very hyper. She had her blonde moments sometimes (which were downright hilarious to witness) but she had her moments of brilliance as well. And while Heth relied on an assortment of razor come backs as her defense, Gwynne had a stare that looked so innocent and nice it could make a murder drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness.

So when these two girls met, it seemed only natural that they would get along so fabulously. Unlike with many of Heth's 'fast friends', that she had become so skilled at making, the usual periods of awkward silence were non-existent.

As the months passed by the two only became closer and this particular day of which we speak was the last day before spring break. A spring break which was bound to be good since both girls parents were on vacation leaving the two at Heth's house for 2 and a half weeks.

The ACE team had won the championship, and were heading back to the high school where Gwynne, was due to pick up Heth as soon as the bus pulled into the parking lot. But in the meantime, Heth had 20 minutes to kill. And what better way than with her favorite book, Lord of the Rings. Never mind, that she had already read the book over 12 times and owned all three extended editions. In fact, both girls were fans of the trilogy, only Heth was really the avid fan, having read the books while Gwynne had only seen the movies. But they both had their walls covered with posters. Heth's character preferences being: Aragorn, Boromir, Faramir, Eomer, Haldir, and a few others, Gwynne's being: Boromir, Pippin, Merry, Frodo, and Eomer.

After about 15 minutes of solid reading with "The Beatles" drowning out the other nerds, the bus pulled into the lot. Heth was one of the first off the bus, not bothering to listen to the coaches 'pat on the back' speech and running over to Gwynne's Orange Honda Element. Hopping in, she took one last look at the school for the next few weeks and thought

'I wish fellowship were here... maybe with a few other characters…that would truly make this an unforgettable spring break.'

Not knowing how many times she had wished this and received nothing she shook her head at her own foolishness and closed the door with Gwynne driving off.

Little did she know that this time was the lucky number and her dreams and that of her best friend were about to come true...

AN: Well? What do you think? Please Review! Next chapter should be up within the week.

Heth and Gwynne