Disclaimer : The Author would like to sum up this whole disclaimer in two words: Not Mine. Only Amy, Tim, Davis, James, Ashley, Becca, Lindsey, and Relomis belong to me everything else Pretty Much belongs to Tolkien (Except for Jamba Juice which of course belongs to the Jamba Juice Company as well as all smoothies mentioned within this Chapter)
"Where's Rivercity?" Becca asked.
"It's from a movie, you know 'The Music Man', it was a song. 'With a capital T and that rhymes with P and that stands for Pool' I think it's pretty well known song myself. Then again I could have just been hanging out with Lindsey and Amy far to often." Ashley answered as they both ran with the crowd of people towards Helm's Deep.
"I don't see why we don't stay and fight." Tim said as he ran alongside James. After being pushed into the crowd by Theoden.
"I don't know maybe they think we're too young or something, don't ask me I just want to keep going." James said the looked around and added, "Where's Lindsey?" He looked around and saw her being safely dragged along by Becca and Ashley.
"I just thought of something." Ashley said as she pulled Lindsey along. "I want a smoothie no, no what's more I want a Jamba and not just any Jamba, I want a Caribbean Passionâ, I want a Power size gargantuan cup of pure delight. I want true sun kissed goodness in Power sized cup with mango, passion fruit, and 580 calories and you know that a Power size, the largest size they come in, Caribbean Passionâ has 121 grams of sugar. And I want it, I want all 121 grams along with the 3 grams of fat and 180 percent of my daily intake of vitamin C."
Becca stared at her, "That's just a little scary because you know what? I'd rather have a Strawberry Surf Riderä. White Grape juice, from concentrate, lime sherbet, frozen strawberries, fresh lemon juice, and frozen peaches. Oh course I always tell them to hold the peaches and add more strawberries. A sweet and tangy bit of heaven. A power sized one of these has a total of 138 grams of sugar, that's something that's hard to beat." Ashley shook her head.
"As I recall a Power sized Peanut Butter Moo'dä has 192 grams of sugar, but 120 percent of your daily calcium." Lindsey added as she tried to wrench her wrist from Becca's hand.
"How do you all know this?" Tim asked incredulous.
"Don't you count calories?"
"Don't you watch what you consume?"
"Don't you know all about something before you eat it?"
"No, why do you?" Tim answered looking slightly taken aback as all those questions were asked at the same time.
"Actually no. Amy told me that." Lindsey said.
"Hey me too." Becca said slowing down a little bit. "How does she know all that kind of random information?"
"You got me if she talks and she says the phrase. 'did you know…' I just stop listening." Ashley said. "I've been her best friend for years, I know when to tune out."
"That's also more then a little scary." Davis said as the came into sight of Helm's Deep. "Well, children, if you will look ahead of you, you can see our cozy little retreat, drafty, but crowded. Ideal for wars and your everyday skirmishes. Or you can just throw rocks from the top."
"Or each other." Tim added quietly. "It took us long enough to get here, gosh, my legs are going to fall off and that's saying something."
"You know I really should have been more specific when I talked to my travel agent about coming here, I wanted something a little bit farther from the world as we know it, this is just too close. God knows, we might have people come by here by accident ever hundred years or so." Becca said.
The lady who had been walking or rather running behind them spoke up. "You're not from Rohan are you?"
"Oh no." James answered smiling, "We're just tourist, actually we came because we heard there was an abandoned fortress where we could make our new home. Only it looks like the word on the place got out. Now they'll never sell it to us below the asking price." He grinned at himself and Ashley elbowed him.
"No we're just visiting some family." Lindsey said glaring at James. "Aren't we." Tim cleared his throat.
"Oh, yes dear old aunt Margaret came down with a bed flu this year so we all traveled to be by her bedside when she left. We even got a note from the teacher excusing us from school." Davis nodded after saying this; which was promptly followed up by a stomp on the foot from Becca.
"Let's just go inside." Tim suggested leading in Davis by the elbow to stop him from talking more.
Hope this is ok sorry i've been so long. Please leave any comments, questions, concerns, tramatic childhood expriences etc. in a review