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 nodded. "Yeah, I guess so. I hope Elrond won't go off at us for being late."
"He won't, don't worry, Jamie." Said Legolas. He put a friendly arm around my shoulders and I smiled, sadly.
We walked into History late and Elrond looked up.
"Do you guys have an excuse for being late?"
Emma handed him Granny's note. He took it and read it. He nodded.
"Okay, sit down and do your work now, while I talk to Jamie in private." He took me outside the class room and spoke quietly to me.
"How are you holding up, Jamie? Are you all right?" I nodded. I tried to wipe my bloodshot eyes on my sleeve as tears started to fall, again. Elrond put an arm around me and gave me a hug. "Do you want to go back to class, or do you want to go and lie in your dorm room?"
"I want to stay here, if that's all right sir, I want to be around people who care."
He nodded. "I understand. All right, come on." So he led me back into class and I sat back down between Emma and Frodo. Frodo looked at me sympathetically and handed me a note. I opened it up.
Hey, I love you and care about you, I'm here if you need to talk
-Frodo
I had to smile. He had drawn it inside a heart and had put little flowers all around it. It was very pretty. He must have done it while Elrond was out of the room. I smiled at him.
The other good thing that was good about History was that Gimli was away from us, and couldn't annoy Emma. I was silent for most of the day, fiddling with the pendant. I wouldn't talk to anyone again. Emma and Frodo tried, all my friends tried, even some of the teachers tried, because it was unusual for me to even shut up. I think they were worried. But when Emma explained the situation to them, they just nodded and left me alone. At lunch time, it was like I was watching a movie. All the action happening around me while I looked on.
I picked at my food. Emma was watching me, concerned.
"Jamie, what's wrong? I know you're upset, but why aren't you talking?"
I just shook my head and fingered my pendant. It was a pretty jewel that Grandpa had found and given Granny for a wedding present. It changed colour when it was on different backgrounds.
To be honest, I was thinking about grandma and grandpa when Grandpa was alive. But that sounds cliché. Because they were both gone now. But how Jake and me were both happy when we ran there when things got tough at home. Now we'll have to ride to Hobbiton.
Sam came up to me and, placing a hand on my shoulder, he smiled.
"You know a good thing that came out of this?"
I shook my head, wanting to know. Sam smiled.
"Me and Frodo and Merry and Pippin all live in Hobbiton. In fact, The Gaffer is my dad."
I felt my jaw drop open in surprise. Sam laughed. I felt a bit happier but I did still not talk.
After lunch, I had a free period. So I went to my room and sat on my bed, looking at my photo album of my family. None were of my parents. Most of them were of me and Jake and Grandma, Grandpa and my aunts and uncles. I closed the album and lay on my bed. But I couldn't rest. Next thing I knew, I was pounding my pillow.
"WHY!" I screamed. "WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE!!"
Emma must have heard me because a minute later I found myself sobbing uncontrolably into her shoulder. Her whispering soothing sounds in my ear and ugging me tight.
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.
**************************************************************************** **********
I nodded. "Yeah, I guess so. I hope Elrond won't go off at us for being late."
"He won't, don't worry, Jamie." Said Legolas. He put a friendly arm around my shoulders and I smiled, sadly.
We walked into History late and Elrond looked up.
"Do you guys have an excuse for being late?"
Emma handed him Granny's note. He took it and read it. He nodded.
"Okay, sit down and do your work now, while I talk to Jamie in private." He took me outside the class room and spoke quietly to me.
"How are you holding up, Jamie? Are you all right?" I nodded. I tried to wipe my bloodshot eyes on my sleeve as tears started to fall, again. Elrond put an arm around me and gave me a hug. "Do you want to go back to class, or do you want to go and lie in your dorm room?"
"I want to stay here, if that's all right sir, I want to be around people who care."
He nodded. "I understand. All right, come on." So he led me back into class and I sat back down between Emma and Frodo. Frodo looked at me sympathetically and handed me a note. I opened it up.
Hey, I love you and care about you, I'm here if you need to talk
-Frodo
I had to smile. He had drawn it inside a heart and had put little flowers all around it. It was very pretty. He must have done it while Elrond was out of the room. I smiled at him.
The other good thing that was good about History was that Gimli was away from us, and couldn't annoy Emma. I was silent for most of the day, fiddling with the pendant. I wouldn't talk to anyone again. Emma and Frodo tried, all my friends tried, even some of the teachers tried, because it was unusual for me to even shut up. I think they were worried. But when Emma explained the situation to them, they just nodded and left me alone. At lunch time, it was like I was watching a movie. All the action happening around me while I looked on.
I picked at my food. Emma was watching me, concerned.
"Jamie, what's wrong? I know you're upset, but why aren't you talking?"
I just shook my head and fingered my pendant. It was a pretty jewel that Grandpa had found and given Granny for a wedding present. It changed colour when it was on different backgrounds.
To be honest, I was thinking about grandma and grandpa when Grandpa was alive. But that sounds cliché. Because they were both gone now. But how Jake and me were both happy when we ran there when things got tough at home. Now we'll have to ride to Hobbiton.
Sam came up to me and, placing a hand on my shoulder, he smiled.
"You know a good thing that came out of this?"
I shook my head, wanting to know. Sam smiled.
"Me and Frodo and Merry and Pippin all live in Hobbiton. In fact, The Gaffer is my dad."
I felt my jaw drop open in surprise. Sam laughed. I felt a bit happier but I did still not talk.
After lunch, I had a free period. So I went to my room and sat on my bed, looking at my photo album of my family. None were of my parents. Most of them were of me and Jake and Grandma, Grandpa and my aunts and uncles. I closed the album and lay on my bed. But I couldn't rest. Next thing I knew, I was pounding my pillow.
"WHY!" I screamed. "WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE!!"
Emma must have heard me because a minute later I found myself sobbing uncontrolably into her shoulder. Her whispering soothing sounds in my ear and ugging me tight.