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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That night, I had trouble getting to sleep. I kept tossing and turning. Memories flooded my mind. The first time I came to school, the first time Emma and I met, the first time she cut herself….so many firsts.
When I had cried that evening, Baz had found me and let me cry into his shoulder. Elrond must have heard my sobs or maybe the girls told him, because he walked into the room and found Baz rocking me like a baby. All I could say, over and over was : "Why did she do it? Why?" but of course, I couldn't answer that. Elrond had said we had to leave Gimli alone, and he had to leave us alone. Yeah right, like that was ever gonna happen. Maybe when all Mordor broke loose.
Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, and I went to the kitchen to get myself a hot cup of cocoa. I sat down at the table in the common room and warmed my strangely cold hands on the hot mug.
"What's wrong?" asked a quiet voice. I jumped. Turning, I saw Frodo.
"Oh, I just couldn't sleep. Memories keeping me awake, that's all."
"Mind if I join you?" he asked, taking a seat.
"Go ahead, I'm not stopping you." I said, smiling slightly. "Can I ask you something?"
"Shoot."
"Do you ever miss your parents? I mean, well you know…"
Frodo smiled. "Yeah, I miss them. My Uncle Bilbo has these two pictures of them above the mantle piece. I just look at them I miss them."
I nodded. "My parents are as good as dead," I said with a bit of a grin on my face. "They don't care about me, or Jake. They only care about their booze and their smokes."
Frodo looked alarmed. "Is that why you get beaten a lot, when you're at home?"
"Yeah, my mother is always pissed drunk, she couldn't give a rats, and my dad is high on spiked pipe weed. I live with it."
Frodo stayed silent for a minute and I took the opportunity to take a swig of my cocoa. He watched me. I looked at him.
"What?" I asked, confusion sweeping over me.
"Oh, sorry, but, uhh, is it true you cried this afternoon?"
I nodded. "Yes, is that a problem?"
He shook his head. "No, rumor has it you haven't cried in a very long time. That's all."
I smiled. "Not since I was a kid. That was when I didn't know how to behave when dad beat the crap out of me."
Frodo nodded, then he sighed.
"What's wrong?" I asked. Frodo looked up.
"I think I like you…Jamie?"
"Yeah?" I asked, and before I could say anything whatsoever, He leaned over and kissed me. On the lips. I was stunned. No one had ever done that to me before. I began to smile.
"I like you to, Frodo, I liked you ever since I met you. When I saw the look on your face at lunch, when I told you my father beat Jake and me."
Frodo began to laugh. Not a loud laugh, more like a gentle snickering laugh. Soon we were laughing so hard, I was restraining myself to beat the table.
"Goodnight, Frodo." I said, when he had walked me to my door.
"Goodnight Jamie, I love you." He kissed me again and I walked to my bed and lay down, feeling happy.
Someone actually cared about me. Besides Emma. She cared about me because we were the best of friends. But now, I felt kinda secure. I had someone who loved me.
The next morning I went to see Emma. I knocked and entered. Emma smiled and sat up.
"Good Morning, sleepy. How's your wrist feeling?"
"Numb. Look, Jamie, I never thanked you for helping me yesterday."
"Hey, it's okay, you were in a trauma. I understand that."
"Billee says you cried last night."
"Ai, that I did, I was worried about my best friend."
"But you didn't cry last year, when I, well…you know."
"But I didn't expect it to happen so soon, this year. Last year it was positively obvious you were going to do something drastic."
Elrond knocked. "May I come in?"
"Yes, sir." Called Emma. Elrond walked in and smiled at me.
"How are you feeling, Emma?"
"Stupid, I gave myself a scare."
"I'll bet you did. Are you going back to lessons today?"
"I don't know. I'd probably face up with Gimli again."
I left then to get ready for classes. I passed Billee bringing up a clean change of clothes. We exchanged 'hello's' and smiles, but that was all.
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.
**************************************************************************** **********
That night, I had trouble getting to sleep. I kept tossing and turning. Memories flooded my mind. The first time I came to school, the first time Emma and I met, the first time she cut herself….so many firsts.
When I had cried that evening, Baz had found me and let me cry into his shoulder. Elrond must have heard my sobs or maybe the girls told him, because he walked into the room and found Baz rocking me like a baby. All I could say, over and over was : "Why did she do it? Why?" but of course, I couldn't answer that. Elrond had said we had to leave Gimli alone, and he had to leave us alone. Yeah right, like that was ever gonna happen. Maybe when all Mordor broke loose.
Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, and I went to the kitchen to get myself a hot cup of cocoa. I sat down at the table in the common room and warmed my strangely cold hands on the hot mug.
"What's wrong?" asked a quiet voice. I jumped. Turning, I saw Frodo.
"Oh, I just couldn't sleep. Memories keeping me awake, that's all."
"Mind if I join you?" he asked, taking a seat.
"Go ahead, I'm not stopping you." I said, smiling slightly. "Can I ask you something?"
"Shoot."
"Do you ever miss your parents? I mean, well you know…"
Frodo smiled. "Yeah, I miss them. My Uncle Bilbo has these two pictures of them above the mantle piece. I just look at them I miss them."
I nodded. "My parents are as good as dead," I said with a bit of a grin on my face. "They don't care about me, or Jake. They only care about their booze and their smokes."
Frodo looked alarmed. "Is that why you get beaten a lot, when you're at home?"
"Yeah, my mother is always pissed drunk, she couldn't give a rats, and my dad is high on spiked pipe weed. I live with it."
Frodo stayed silent for a minute and I took the opportunity to take a swig of my cocoa. He watched me. I looked at him.
"What?" I asked, confusion sweeping over me.
"Oh, sorry, but, uhh, is it true you cried this afternoon?"
I nodded. "Yes, is that a problem?"
He shook his head. "No, rumor has it you haven't cried in a very long time. That's all."
I smiled. "Not since I was a kid. That was when I didn't know how to behave when dad beat the crap out of me."
Frodo nodded, then he sighed.
"What's wrong?" I asked. Frodo looked up.
"I think I like you…Jamie?"
"Yeah?" I asked, and before I could say anything whatsoever, He leaned over and kissed me. On the lips. I was stunned. No one had ever done that to me before. I began to smile.
"I like you to, Frodo, I liked you ever since I met you. When I saw the look on your face at lunch, when I told you my father beat Jake and me."
Frodo began to laugh. Not a loud laugh, more like a gentle snickering laugh. Soon we were laughing so hard, I was restraining myself to beat the table.
"Goodnight, Frodo." I said, when he had walked me to my door.
"Goodnight Jamie, I love you." He kissed me again and I walked to my bed and lay down, feeling happy.
Someone actually cared about me. Besides Emma. She cared about me because we were the best of friends. But now, I felt kinda secure. I had someone who loved me.
The next morning I went to see Emma. I knocked and entered. Emma smiled and sat up.
"Good Morning, sleepy. How's your wrist feeling?"
"Numb. Look, Jamie, I never thanked you for helping me yesterday."
"Hey, it's okay, you were in a trauma. I understand that."
"Billee says you cried last night."
"Ai, that I did, I was worried about my best friend."
"But you didn't cry last year, when I, well…you know."
"But I didn't expect it to happen so soon, this year. Last year it was positively obvious you were going to do something drastic."
Elrond knocked. "May I come in?"
"Yes, sir." Called Emma. Elrond walked in and smiled at me.
"How are you feeling, Emma?"
"Stupid, I gave myself a scare."
"I'll bet you did. Are you going back to lessons today?"
"I don't know. I'd probably face up with Gimli again."
I left then to get ready for classes. I passed Billee bringing up a clean change of clothes. We exchanged 'hello's' and smiles, but that was all.