Author's Note:

Hi, still here? Still reading this fanfiction though the first chapter was shit? Well good. Pardon my cursing, I tend to do it a lot. Anyway, I noticed how short my chapters are, but around Chapter 4 they start to get longer. (Yes I already wrote two more chapters but I won't update because I want to torture you and see how many reviews I can get.)

Well Anyway, thanks for my two reviewers as I'm glad to see some human beings like my ideas. I'm sorry, that was rude. Anything other than a human reading this, thank you as well.

Oh and sorry for any mistakes in typing.

CH 2~.

Anne stared at the peculiar object. She grabbed it out of Jenney's small, nimble fingers. It was indeed a ring. Maybe someone liked Lord of the Rings too much that they got their own ring. Except the person obsessed got the wrong color of ring. It was silver instead of gold, but still felt like gold or at least real silver.

"Soooo…?" Jenney broke the silence at last and Anne instinctively shoved the silver ring into her pocket.

"No reason, just a bookmark," Anne replied, putting her key in the ignition and starting up the car. Jenney didn't buy it.

"Yeah, so there's just a random ring that you use as a bookmark now? Who gave it to you? Was it Nate?" Jenney drove out the a in Nate. Anne slapped her playfully and pulled out of the parking spot. The parking lot was basically empty by now, there were no cars anywhere, strangely. Almost no cars, at least, one or two of the teachers were there and all the buses taking the kids home were gone. Anne checked the time on her car. 3:14pm. She was here almost an hour later than normal. Jenney looked out the window while her older sister exited the school grounds and drove home.

Anne's house wasn't all glorious. In fact it was a rather plain house much like the ones around her. She didn't live in a development, so the houses were different in some aspects. Her house was made out of a light red brick, with some blacks bricks, much like colonial houses. Her roof was colored garnet, almost the same colors as the brick but a bit darker. The garage stood out in front of the front door, and that held her parents' two cars. Her car usually stayed in the driveway. To the right of the garage is the front door, which opened up into a tall great room that had three couches in a semi-circle shape facing the TV. Next to those were the stairs leading to her bedroom.

Jenney jumped out of the car as soon as Anne pulled up, running to the front door and knocking on it furiously while Anne unzipped her backpack for her house key.

"Jenney!" she called to her little sister, who was still waiting for their parents to open up. "Mom's at work and Dad's getting his teeth fixed, did you forget or something?" She locked the doors of sedan and walked briskly to the house where she pushed aside Jenney gently and unlocked the door. Then she hustled inside, her sister following her and passed the couches on her way up to her bedroom.

Anne's room, unlike most, was in the shape of a triangle. It was tall though, so she had a couch below a bunk bed that could fit at least two people. Her closet was filled with clothes of every kind. Beneath her shirts that hung in the closet were drawers where she would put pants and undergarments and stuff like that. Then came the posters. Since Anne never really allowed anyone in her room, she filled her room with pictures of people in the Lord of the Rings movies such as Legolas portrayed by Orlando Bloom. Another one of the things on her wall was Andrew Lincoln dressed as Rick Grimes from the Walking Dead because it was her second favorite TV show. The rest of the posters were random things that girls would normally like: pictures of One Direction though she didn't like them anymore, and some horses.

Anne closed her door behind her and instantly drew the ring from her pocket. Odd thing it was, that someone would go through the trouble of buying a real silver ring, and then just to lose it in a book. But she smirked. Their loss is her gain. She was about to put on the ring when her phone rang. Anne dropped the ring onto the carpet and reached for her phone. Seeing as it was Summer, she answered.

"Hey," she said, eyeing the ring.

"Hey Anne, question for you," Summer said.

"And answer for you."

"Shut up."

"Hey you're the one who said it," Anne replied in defense.

"This is true," Summer shot back. There was a small silence as if Summer was waiting for Anne to say something, but didn't. Without further hesitance, Summer continued her sentence. "So if you could marry any Elf who would it be?"

"Hmm, hard question," Anne said, honestly thinking about it. "Well I would say Legolas, but he's probably not interested in anyone considering all he does is just sit around and look important from what you tell me." She pauses to see if her friend would come to his defense but Summer doesn't. "So that just leaves, well let's see. Haldir, isn't he just amazing? Then Elrond-"

"Ew! The actor who plays him is like fifty!" Summer screams through the other line.

"Fifty-three actually and he has the same birthday as Robert Downey Jr. and Heath Ledger, didjya know?"

"Okay, that's just weird, Anne. You haven't even watched the movies yet and you know how old he is and his birthday." Summer replied.

"Yeah anyway, so then Haldir, Elrond. Maybe Glorfindel? Hmm. Haldir probably. But he dies in the movies." Anne finally made up her mind.

"Well at least it's not Elrond," Summer sighed a breath of relieve.

"Yeah but he was there on the list of who I had to consider. I don't know though, he's pretty dang awesome. And the way he warms up Arwen's hands- not saying that's cute cause that'd be like incest- but if he did that to me I think I'd faint."

Summer was quiet on the other side for a second. "Yeah, I'm sticking to Legolas. Orlando Bloom is the most amazing actor ever."

"Whatever you say, I'm sticking to Craig Parker."

"Haldir isn't that cute in the mo-"

"HALDIR IS THE FUCKING HOTTEST ELF IN ALL OF FUCKING MIDDLE EARTH!" Anne screamed.

"Oh, okay then…" Summer trailed off saying something about needing to go to the store to buy some unused books and hung up a few seconds later. Anne grinned, happy with herself and stood up to go downstairs. She reached the great room, where Jenney was sitting on the couch working intently on what looked like math homework. Just as Anne was about to pass her, Jenney spoke up.

"Who's Haldir?" she asked. "Is he your booyyfriieeenndd?"

"Hell no," Anne said, surprised how many times she's cursed already today. "Just a really hot guy." Though Jenney kept calling after her about who Haldir was, Anne ignored her and went for the kitchen. Her kitchen was rather nice and neat and she enjoyed spending time alone on the bar stools around the marble island in the middle of the space. She went to the closest cupboard and opened it, finding a small cup of Pringles. She grabbed it, opened it up and started munching on the delectable chips as she hurried back up to her room.

Anne grabbed her ring from off the floor and hassled up the ladder to her bunk bed where she grabbed her tablet and put on some Supernatural to watch while eating her yummy chips.

After a bit she picked the ring up again and simply slid it on.

Her room disappeared.

Anne felt as if she was sliding through a vortex. She felt herself getting taller, her red hair growing longer.

Around her it was black and no light was found but she felt herself moving forwards through something.

And then the feeling stopped.

Just as it appeared she stopped.

And just as her room disappeared, another one appeared. Except this one way much bigger and almost golden. The ceiling stretched above her for feet on end and the whole room was surrounded with windows. Hallways lead off into different places, but she paid no attention. For the only thing she saw was the person it front of her.

"Who are you, elf?" Lord Elrond spoke.

Author's Note:

Chapter 2 complete.

NOW REVIEW. QUICK. BEFORE YOU FORGET THE CHAPTER. PLEASE. I'll give you a hug. Alright nah- but I'm sure Aragorn will...I know he exists somewhere out there.

Alright now to reply to my wonderful reviewers

Lauren: I love Haldir too...anyway, he's mine. Back off. Or I'll do something bad. Maybe. ... Just maybe.

LegolasGreenleafLove: I'm glad you like it, and I do indeed intend for it to turn out like a blooming lily in the spring of 1963.