High school is a teen's best friend. Yeah right.
By Risty Maskell and Silver15
Disclaimer: If we owned anything to do with LOTR, we'd be in heaven. Unfortunately, we don't so we are still on crappy earth.
Summery: You mean you still don't know? Well I'm not wasting time telling you, you can just read the previous chapters thank you.
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I suddenly had a brainstorm. I grinned. "Watch this," I said and leapt out of my seat. I tapped Gimli on the shoulder, we were about two meters away from my table so the girls and guys could hear every word I said. Gimli turned. "What?" he asked rudely.
"I just wanted to say Gimli, just because you're jealous of elves because their better looking than you, no to mention cleaner too, doesn't give you the right to insult them. But also I wanted to say your face looks like it was shoved into cow dung and then washed with a mud pie." I turned and sat back down. My friends were laughing uproariously. Gimli looked furious. "Right, hobbit." He grabbed my hair - hard.
"Temper, temper, Gimli, teachers are watching." I said.
"Do you think I give a rat's?" he snarled.
Suddenly he was knocked out of the way by Baz. Dazed, he looked up and saw my cousin standing in front of him with his arms crossed.
"Don't you ever hurt my cousin," he hissed. "Or I promise I will come and haunt you to your death."
Gimli glared at him, then at me, then at the elves. "I'll get you, brat."
He said and ran out of the room.
"Well," I said. "At least he didn't mess up my hair." The table howled with laughter as I patted my messy hair.
Later, when we were back in the dorm, Emma asked if my head hurt.
"Nah, I'm used to it. You know that Emma."
She nodded, we were both thinking of the time she had come to stay and dad had beaten the crap out of me.
I dressed in a pair of jeans and a shirt that said, 'What choo lookin' at?'. I ran a brush through my hair and tied it up in a pony tail.
Emma got dressed and we grabbed our bags before heading toward the school building. The dorms and the school were separate buildings. I raced Emma to the front door and were met by Frodo, Sam, Rosie, Blue, Pippin, Merry, Reesa, Legolas, Aragorn, Arwen, Eowyn and Boromir.
"Hey," I said. "Ready to find out which homerooms you're in?"
Every one nodded. So we walked to the office and were met by Glorifindel, the office administrator.
"Hey Glori," I said, using the nick name. "How was your vacation?"
"Pretty good Jamie, how was yours?"
"Asked again and I'll have to call my parents and ask them."
Glorifindel winced. "Ouch, and the Ref takes a point away."
I grinned. "We're just here to find out what home rooms these guys are in."
Glori nodded and checked his list. "Ok, Frodo, Sam, Boromir, Legolas and Aragon are in your homeroom, Jamie. And Merry and Pippin are in Blue and Reesa's homeroom."
I nodded. "Cool, thanks Glori." And we walked to class. We split up into our groups and went our separate directions.
I opened the door and waved them all inside. "Welcome, the Galadriel's homeroom."
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By Risty Maskell and Silver15
Disclaimer: If we owned anything to do with LOTR, we'd be in heaven. Unfortunately, we don't so we are still on crappy earth.
Summery: You mean you still don't know? Well I'm not wasting time telling you, you can just read the previous chapters thank you.
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I suddenly had a brainstorm. I grinned. "Watch this," I said and leapt out of my seat. I tapped Gimli on the shoulder, we were about two meters away from my table so the girls and guys could hear every word I said. Gimli turned. "What?" he asked rudely.
"I just wanted to say Gimli, just because you're jealous of elves because their better looking than you, no to mention cleaner too, doesn't give you the right to insult them. But also I wanted to say your face looks like it was shoved into cow dung and then washed with a mud pie." I turned and sat back down. My friends were laughing uproariously. Gimli looked furious. "Right, hobbit." He grabbed my hair - hard.
"Temper, temper, Gimli, teachers are watching." I said.
"Do you think I give a rat's?" he snarled.
Suddenly he was knocked out of the way by Baz. Dazed, he looked up and saw my cousin standing in front of him with his arms crossed.
"Don't you ever hurt my cousin," he hissed. "Or I promise I will come and haunt you to your death."
Gimli glared at him, then at me, then at the elves. "I'll get you, brat."
He said and ran out of the room.
"Well," I said. "At least he didn't mess up my hair." The table howled with laughter as I patted my messy hair.
Later, when we were back in the dorm, Emma asked if my head hurt.
"Nah, I'm used to it. You know that Emma."
She nodded, we were both thinking of the time she had come to stay and dad had beaten the crap out of me.
I dressed in a pair of jeans and a shirt that said, 'What choo lookin' at?'. I ran a brush through my hair and tied it up in a pony tail.
Emma got dressed and we grabbed our bags before heading toward the school building. The dorms and the school were separate buildings. I raced Emma to the front door and were met by Frodo, Sam, Rosie, Blue, Pippin, Merry, Reesa, Legolas, Aragorn, Arwen, Eowyn and Boromir.
"Hey," I said. "Ready to find out which homerooms you're in?"
Every one nodded. So we walked to the office and were met by Glorifindel, the office administrator.
"Hey Glori," I said, using the nick name. "How was your vacation?"
"Pretty good Jamie, how was yours?"
"Asked again and I'll have to call my parents and ask them."
Glorifindel winced. "Ouch, and the Ref takes a point away."
I grinned. "We're just here to find out what home rooms these guys are in."
Glori nodded and checked his list. "Ok, Frodo, Sam, Boromir, Legolas and Aragon are in your homeroom, Jamie. And Merry and Pippin are in Blue and Reesa's homeroom."
I nodded. "Cool, thanks Glori." And we walked to class. We split up into our groups and went our separate directions.
I opened the door and waved them all inside. "Welcome, the Galadriel's homeroom."
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