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 followed behind Billee toward the maths class we were taking. Imagine my surprise when Merry Pippin and Reesa and Indigo and Blue waved us over. Homerooms hardly ever clashed together. So we all sat with them and fooled around until our teacher came in. Celeborn smiled in his weird way as he came into the room, closely followed by a few late students. I groaned as Gimli walked in. That'd be right. Just dump the dwarf with us, why don't you?

I watched as he glared at me as he passed. I stuck my foot out as I was sitting in the isle side. Gimli went head over heels plopping onto his ass.

Let's all point and laugh at the dwarf now, shall we?

After the laughter had died down, Celeborn began the lesson. To be truthful, I almost fell asleep, right there and then. Don't get me wrong, Celeborn is cool as a teacher. Its maths I don't like. All numbers and formulas. It just didn't come to me. I glanced at Frodo. He saw me looking and grinned. I smiled back and looked back at my dreaded text book. All that came to my mind was, *Huh?*

That's when it happened. Gimli walked past me and gave my hair a sharp yank. I yelped and he threw a piece of paper on my desk. It was a note.

JS,

OUTSIDE BOTTOM FIELD,

BE THERE,

OR I WILL GET YOU,

MONGREL HOBBIT.

GD

So, the idiot wanted to challenge me to a fight did he? Well, he hasn't met the Champion fist fighter of this boarding school. I showed the note to Emma and Billee, last of all Frodo. Emma looked worried. I grinned in assurance. This was going to be easy.

Lunch time came and went and we had an hour-long recess. I made my way down to the bottom field. The wimp had better show up, or he was not going to alive in the morning.

Gimli was there, already, of course, being of mean dwarf nature, he only had three friends there. Rules were that fights were strictly between two people. No more, no less. My friends sat on the side lines. I walked up to Gimli and nodded my head.

"Right, dwarf, lets get this over with."

Gimli glared. "All right then. Lets get on with it."

We got into fighting stances. The guy must that thick brained, because I hit him squarely in the face and he seemed to take three seconds for it to register. The mongrel grabbed me around the waist and lifted me up, probably intending to throw me in the river, but I kneed him in the groin. He cried out, dropping me and I scampered out of the way. I punched him in the head a few times and turned back to my friends who were cheering. I sensed him coming up behind me and I elbowed him in the chest. He must have been pretty woozy, because his nose was bleeding and he had a black eye. I finally hit him over the back of the neck, knocking him to the ground, partially unconscious. I stood over him, almost like Baz had done that morning.

"Face it, Dwarf, Hobbits, humans and elves rule, Dwarfs drool. So sit on it and rotate." I said, sticking my middle finger up, then heading back toward my friends. We all laughed and walked back to the school yard, to get our books for Drama.