High School. A Teens best friend. Yeah Right.

By Risty Maskell and Silver15

Disclaimer: If we did own them, what makes you think we'd sell them to you?

Summary: Goddammit! Why the hell do you need to know? You've read this far!

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When Boromir asked Emma to marry him, I jumped up on my seat and let out a humongous cheer. All our table mates, Aragorn, Arwen, Legolas, Billee, Reesa, Frodo, Jake, Baz, Blue, Merry, Pippin, Sam, Rosie, Julia, and a few other girls and guys at our table joined in for my second cheer.

Elrond stood up and clapped his hands once. All at once, the tables flew across the room and stacked themselves neatly against the walls. Disco lights started to flash and a DJ came onto the scene. Everyone let out a huge cheer. The DJ jumped up onto the stage and yelled to the crowd.

"Everyone move so we can see the two sets of love birds in a triumph dance!"

Frodo led me onto the dance floor and Boromir did the same with Emma. The DJ came down to us and put a microphone to Emma's mouth. "What do you want to hear Emma?"

"Umm, Blue by Eiffel 65." The DJ nodded and came over to me.

"What about you, Jamie?" I smiled

"Murder on the Dance Floor."

"Right on! This is doable!"

So we danced to the two songs that Emma and I had chosen and then everyone came onto the dance floor. The next day was graduation. And we were all going to pass. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Indigo slip away and out the door. I tapped Frodo on the arm and pointed to her. He nodded, I ran after the elf. "Indigo! Wait up! What's wrong?" Even though we were both really mad at each other, I wouldn't let some stupid fight get in the way of someone who wanted help.

Indigo was crying. I put and arm around her and she sat on her bed, sobbing.

"I-I failed five out of seven of my exams. I'm not going to graduate."

I gave her a hug. "Come on, Indi, there's always next year. It doesn't matter. I've never told anyone, but I had to do the eighth grade again. That was before Emma came. Look how I ended up! Engaged and good friends."

Indigo continued to sob. "You don't understand! My mother is dying, Jamie! I wanted to make her happy by passing high school! She only has two months to live."

I was shocked. "Oh Indi, don't worry. Here. Even if you don't want to be a bridesmaid, you can be a guest of honour at my wedding."

Indi wiped her eyes. "Are you sure? I mean, you were so mad at me the other day at the stables."

"Well that's because I don't like people saying that kind of stuff about my friends. But you were just in shock. I'll forgive you. And guess what."

"What?" she sniffed.

"I know someone who really likes you. (AN is it just me or do I get mixed up in lots of love triangles?) a lot. Really."

"Who?"

"Chris Manfeld. I've seen him giving you secret glances all the time. I confronted him and he told me."

"Really?"

"Really Really. Come on back down to the party."

And with that, Me and Indigo made our way back down to the disco.

AN: I'd write more, but I'm late for my singing lesson.