Class finally ended. Legolas had been among the first to exit, despite the
fact that the door was on the opposite side of the room from his seat. He
waited just outside the school. He knew she would be coming out soon.
He didn't have to wait long.
After a few moments he saw her red hair bobbing in the crowd. Elora saw him and smiled. Legolas simply scowled.
"The 276 Common Laws of the United Elvish Races?"
Elora laughed. "It helps to study."
"I do study."
"Studying Norenna's newly grown breasts doesn't count."
"I can't believe you like that class."
"I never said I liked it," said Elora. "I just want to do well in it."
"Why?"
Elora rolled her eyes. "Not everyone is born into their job, Princey. Some if us commoners have to rely on our smarts and class grades to get a good job."
Legolas now rolled his eyes. "I've heard this before."
"And yet you seem to always be forgetting it," said Elora. Under her breath she muttered, "You dumb blonde."
"Stupid red-head."
These were the most endearing terms they ever used for each other. The two had gotten off to a rather rocky start all those centuries ago. It had all started in Madam Wandel's grade school art class. Legolas would repeatedly steal Elora's water paints. Each time, she would kick him under the table until he returned them.
Soon, Legolas realized he didn't like being kicked. His legs always had bruises. One of his friends suggested asking Elora to be his girlfriend. Then he wouldn't be kicked anymore. To his young mind, it was a great idea.
Legolas' friends arranged the relationship during lunch. The new couple held hands on the way to art, where for the first time Legolas didn't have to steal her water paints; Elora had offered them freely.
Disaster struck in the library less than an hour later. The librarian was reading a book about a beautiful Elf Princess with long blonde hair. Elora, the only red head in the class, asked why all princesses were blonde. Before the librarian could answer, Legolas announced, "Because red hair is ugly."
The next thing he saw was Elora's small fist connecting with his stomach.
The fight landed them both in the principal's office. Elora had a bloody lip and Legolas' right eye had begun to swell.
The two had been best friends ever since.
He didn't have to wait long.
After a few moments he saw her red hair bobbing in the crowd. Elora saw him and smiled. Legolas simply scowled.
"The 276 Common Laws of the United Elvish Races?"
Elora laughed. "It helps to study."
"I do study."
"Studying Norenna's newly grown breasts doesn't count."
"I can't believe you like that class."
"I never said I liked it," said Elora. "I just want to do well in it."
"Why?"
Elora rolled her eyes. "Not everyone is born into their job, Princey. Some if us commoners have to rely on our smarts and class grades to get a good job."
Legolas now rolled his eyes. "I've heard this before."
"And yet you seem to always be forgetting it," said Elora. Under her breath she muttered, "You dumb blonde."
"Stupid red-head."
These were the most endearing terms they ever used for each other. The two had gotten off to a rather rocky start all those centuries ago. It had all started in Madam Wandel's grade school art class. Legolas would repeatedly steal Elora's water paints. Each time, she would kick him under the table until he returned them.
Soon, Legolas realized he didn't like being kicked. His legs always had bruises. One of his friends suggested asking Elora to be his girlfriend. Then he wouldn't be kicked anymore. To his young mind, it was a great idea.
Legolas' friends arranged the relationship during lunch. The new couple held hands on the way to art, where for the first time Legolas didn't have to steal her water paints; Elora had offered them freely.
Disaster struck in the library less than an hour later. The librarian was reading a book about a beautiful Elf Princess with long blonde hair. Elora, the only red head in the class, asked why all princesses were blonde. Before the librarian could answer, Legolas announced, "Because red hair is ugly."
The next thing he saw was Elora's small fist connecting with his stomach.
The fight landed them both in the principal's office. Elora had a bloody lip and Legolas' right eye had begun to swell.
The two had been best friends ever since.