E/N: Hey people! I was kinda bored and I decided to write the next chapter for this fic, just in case somebody read it. I guess people read it. I hope people read it… anyway, enough of my whining, back to the things I wanted to say. Be sure to check my website one of these days (http://www.geocities.com/endomiel1) I just put up a page about this fic, 'pictures' will be up as soon as possible. okay... anything else i wanted to say... uhm... no, not really i guess, well, i guess i'll see you guys around! C ya! -noxxxforanyone:oP- Endomiel

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own any LotR characters or used songs.

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Chapter 2: First day of school

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During the weekend I told all my friends that I moved across the street. Most of them were shocked about Joe and me breaking up, but they understood. I enjoyed the luxuries of the apartment building I lived in and discovered several good things there. A pool in the basement, a nice bar on the ground floor, a sport-centre next to the pool, this place was like heaven on earth. I met my neighbour-guy, he's okay. He's about 25 years old and he inherited a company from his dad and now is as rich as can be. I found out there are only three other apartments on my floor, which means there are only two apartments on each floor, and there are 15 floors, and there are three other empty apartments, so that means there are at least 27 people living in this building. Probably more coz the most of the apartments are occupied by couples. Anyway, it was now Monday morning, the 14th of January, 7:16 (I know that because my radio started playing my c.d. about a minute ago), and I had to get up to get ready for work. After I showered I got dressed in my most comfortable baggy jeans and a T-shirt. I had breakfast, cereal imported from Rivendell with milk, and then walked out of the building. I had the feeling I'd forgotten something, but I didn't quite know what… I exited through the west exit.

'Good morning Miss Silya.' The doorman said.

'Hi Ben.' Ben's an okay guy, he's about 45 years old, a bit fat, you know, the typical doorman. I walked over to the little shed which came with the apartment and opened the door. I got my motorcycle out from the shed and drove to the school. When I arrived there it was about 7:30 and school would start in an hour. I parked my bike in a parking place and walked in.

'Ah, you must be Miss Silya.' A woman, about 30 years of age, medium height, brown hair, friendly brown eyes, greeted me.

'Yes, yes I am.'

'Okay, well, welcome to our school, I am Mrs. Johnson, the principal of this school.' We shook hands. 'If you will follow me I will lead you to your classroom.' She led me through the school to a nice classroom, decorated with all kind of art made by the children, but also with things as the flag of America and a chart with all the letters of the alphabet and numbers and times-tables and things like that. 'This is your desk, and this will be your classroom. There are 25 children in your class.' She said as she handed me a piece of paper with their names and pictures. 'I suggest you keep an eye on these two.' She pointed out two boys. 'They're well know for their pranks.'

'Ah, thanks.'

'Okay, well, I'll leave you now to do what you want, the students will be here in about 40 minutes, the other teachers will be in their classes if you need help, have fun.'

'I will.' I smiled. She walked out of the classroom and closed the door. I unpacked my things, a notebook, a few pens, a few pencils, the books we used in class, and made neat piles on my desk. I sat in the chair and waited… and waited… and waited… -note to self: bring something to do tomorrow- Finally, it was 8:20. Somebody knocked on the door. I stood up and opened the door. There were three girls outside waiting to be let in.

'Come in.' I said. 'I'm Miss Silya, your new teacher, but you can call me Lonniel.'

'Uh… hi, I'm Esmeralda.' The first girl, about 1.75 meters, long blonde hair, curious green eyes, said.

'I'm Sidney.' The second girl, about 1.70 meters, medium-length dark-blonde hair, brown eyes, said.

'And I'm Brooke, Sidney's twin sister.' The third girl said. She was almost the exact copy of Sidney, only a little bit shorter and with short dark-blonde hair and a baseball cap (NY Knicks :o) on her head.

'Nice to meet you.' I said. More students walked in and sat down at their desks. Around 8:25, all the desks were occupied, except for one. 'Brooke, that empty seat, is someone supposed to sit there?' I asked.

'Yeah, that would be Mae, but she's always late.'

'Okay, we'll wait for her then.'

'No use in doing that, you'd better just start class.'

'Okay.' I turned to the class. 'Hello class, I'm Miss Silya, but you can call me Lonniel if you want. I'm 24 years old and I just moved to Leamington a few days ago. Before I came here I was teaching a second-grade class in Ohio. I like sports, especially soccer, water polo and ice hockey. My favourite book is Lord of the rings by J.R.R. Tolkien and my favourite movie is Spiderman. I would like it if you could introduce yourselves to me starting at the front desk of the left row.' A boy stood up.

'I'm Bart, I live on the other side of town, I'm 15 years old, I like baseball and football, my favourite books are the "Hulk" comics and my favourite movie is Planet of the Apes.' After a few introductions somebody knocked on the door.

'Come in.' I said. A girl stepped in. She was about 1.75 meters tall, long blonde hair, blue eyes, dressed in blue baggy jeans and a black shirt saying 'Bite me' in big white letters. She kind of reminded me of myself at that age. 'Hello Mae.' I said.

'Uh, hi, I'm sorry I'm late, I uh…'

'Today, it's okay, just make sure you're on time tomorrow okay?'

'Thanks.' She rushed over to her seat and sat down. After the introductions class started. I thought a part of the history of Russia. I told them about Raspoutin, counsellor to the last tsar of Russia, and how he got fired from his position by the tsar.

'You will not be tsar for more then two weeks!' Raspoutin exclaimed as he got thrown out of the palace. 'Trust me, you won't!' Alexei didn't listen to what Raspoutin said. 'I swear I will have my vengeance!' Raspoutin yelled before he disappeared into the raging snowstorm. After Raspoutin was fired, things started looking dark for Alexei. The people of his country didn't trust him anymore, mainly because they lived in small cottages and had to pay a lot of taxes, and their tsar was living in one of the biggest and most beautiful palaces of the planet. Also, there was Raspoutin, he was telling things about the tsar, bad things of course. Alexei wanted to put a stop to that once and for all and he invited Raspoutin over to his palace for a last meal together. Raspoutin didn't know that they were planning this to be his last dinner ever. When Raspoutin arrived, they served an expensive wine, which was poisoned. Raspoutin drank the whole glass, and demanded to have some more. Alexei didn't know what was happening to him. Raspoutin was supposed to be dead by now! Raspoutin drank another glass, and another, but he didn't die. Alexei decided that it was time for the next step. After dinner, Alexei invited Raspoutin for a stroll through the palace gardens. As soon as they were outside, Raspoutin's hands were tied together and he was put up against a wall. They shot four bullets into his stomach, but still Raspoutin survived.

'How come you won't die?' Alexei yelled.

'Your kingdom will die before I do.' Raspoutin said. At that moment, angry people stormed into the palace.

'Death to the tsar and his family!' They yelled. In the garden, Alexei and his men sought a fast way to get rid of Raspoutin. They tied his feet together too and threw him into the ice-covered river.

'Your kingdom has died.' Raspoutin said before he disappeared under the ice. It was so, and the tsar and his family were all killed, except for Alexei's mother, who moved to Paris, and there may be someone else who survived. They never found Anastasia, and they probably never will either. The class was listening to my every word. I could see they liked the story.

'How come you know all this?' Esmeralda asked. I couldn't tell her that I have seen it, that I was one of the maids in the palace during the reign of the tsar, and that I knew where Anastasia was.

'That is a long story.' I answered. 'Which I may tell some other time. But now, it is time for your lunch break.' As I said that, the bell rang and they all walked to the mess. When all of them had left the classroom I walked out too and locked the door behind me. I walked over to where the teachers spent their lunch break. I introduced myself to the other teachers and sat down. I unpacked my lunch, white bread with strawberries and sugar, and started eating. A few yards away, I could see students of all years gathering around something. A few of the teachers stood up and walked over to whatever they were looking at. When I finished my bread, I walked over too.

'Whose do you think it is?' One of the students asked.

'I don't know, maybe the new one.'

'I don't think so, it's a woman.'

'Do you guys like it?' I asked. They looked at me.

'Miss, is this your motorcycle?' The first kid asked.

'Yes it is.'

'Told you so.' The second one whispered. I smiled. We talked about the bike a little while, and then the bell rang again. We all walked back to the classroom and I re-opened the door. Class started again.

'I forgot to ask you earlier, but is there anything you want to ask me?' I said.

'Is it really your motorcycle or did you borrow it from someone?' Gary, 1.80 meter, dark brown hair, brown eyes, asked.

'It really is my bike.'

'Where do you live?' Sidney asked.

'In the centre of town. ' I answered.

'Do you have a boyfriend?' Bradley, 1.75 meters tall, brown eyed, short brown hair, Afro-American, asked. The class laughed.

'No, I don't have a boyfriend anymore.' I answered with a smile.

'Did you have one?'

'I did have one, yes.'

'What's his name?' Joyce, a bit pale, black hair, Chinese, asked.

'Joe.'

'Were you engaged?' Another student asked.

'Yes, but not to Joe.'

'To who?'

'Leg.'

'The guy's name was Leg?' Gary asked.

'No, but I always called him Leg.'

'Why?'

'Because it's shorter.'

'Oh.'

'What's his real name?'

'I'm not going to tell you. Any more questions?'

'When's your birthday?'

'My birthday's on the…' Then it hit me, I knew what I forgot. It was someone's birthday yesterday! I never thought I would forget that! I mean, he probably never forgot my birthday, if he's still alive, that is. What if I did kill him? I hope I didn't break his heart… Everybody knows Elves can die from a broken heart, and I heard that he wasn't doing to good the first few weeks after I left... I didn't hear anything of him since, so he might be… Neeh, he isn't dead, Leg can survive anything! I mean, he survived the war of the ring, so why not this?

'Miss Silya? Are you still there?'

'Hm? Oh, right, my birthday's on the 20th of February. Enough questions for now, let's continue with math.' The class sighed. I guess they didn't like math too much…

Finally, the day had come to an end and they could go home. After preparing things for tomorrow's class I went over to the teachers lounge.

'Ah, Miss Silya.' A middle-aged woman, about 1.85 meters, blonde hair in a ponytail, brown eyes greeted me. We shook hands. 'How nice to meet you.'

'Hi…'

'Oh, let me introduce myself, I am Mrs. Darin, I teach one of the 7th grade classes.'

'Oh, hello.'

'How nice to have a new teacher on our school. We are very pleased to have you.'

'Well, I'm pleased to be here.'

'I'm sure you are.' We sat down and talked some more, and soon more teachers joined us. About 45 minutes later I knew almost the whole staff and it was time to go home. I said goodbye and walked outside. I got on my bike and drove home. I parked my bike in the shed and walked in. I flashed my card at Ben and he let me pass. He would have let me pass anyway, but what the heck. I stepped in the elevator.

'You must be new here.' The guy next to me said as we went up to the next floor.

'Yes I am.'

'I knew it. Otherwise I would have seen you around, you know.'

'I bet.'

'I'm Jack, I live on the second floor.' The guy, about 23, tall, light brown hair, light blue eyes, introduced himself. He looked like the average 'player'. Maybe a nice trophy… Hehehe…

'Lonniel, fourth floor.' I replied. The elevator stopped.

'Well, this is my floor, feel free to stop by any time.' He said as he got out of the elevator. The elevator-doors closed and I went farther up. On the third floor a girl (she looked like she thought she owned the place) got in and pushed the button for the 11th floor. The next floor, I got out. I crossed the hallway and opened the door to my apartment. I walked to the living room and dropped my bag there. I sat down but got up again. I walked over to the kitchen and got myself something to eat. Then I walked over to the study next to my room and walked in. I turned the computer on. A few minutes later, a little sign flickered in the screen. "You've got mail" it read. I clicked on the outlook icon and read my mail. It was from Rox. Roxanne is my best friend, she also is an elf from Mirkwood and she came here about 100 years ago. She looks like the average elf, tall, blonde, blue eyes, the exact opposite of me. The mail said something about her problem, she didn't have a place to live… She asked if I knew any place for her to stay. I guess she could stay with me if she wanted to, I had enough space. I e-mailed her back telling her that if she wanted to live here we probably could work something out with the owner of the building. I also sent a mail to EIE to tell them I had moved and if they could send my mail to my new address. And I mailed like, everybody I knew to tell them I would be having my 'house-warming party' next Saturday. After I did all that, it was about 17:00 and I was kind of hungry (like, when am I not hungry?). I walked to the kitchen and made myself a nice meal. I sat down to eat it, and then the phone rang. I reached for my cell phone but then I found out it wasn't my cell phone that rang. I ran over to the living room and picked up the phone there.

'Yes?' I said.

'Hello, front desk here, there is someone to see you.'

'Who is it?'

'He says his name is Joe Mandred, can he come up?'

'Yeah, sure, let him up.' I hung up and sat on a little chair behind the door, waiting for him to knock on it. A few minutes later he finally arrived on the other side of the door. I opened the door before he had the chance to knock.

'Hey Joe, whaddoyaknow!' I cheered.

'Hey Lon.'

'Come in, come in. Do you want something to drink or to eat?'

'Uh, no I'm fine, thank you.'

'Okay.' I lead his to the living room. 'Here, have a seat. So, why are you here?'

'I was just coming over to check on you, see if you're doing okay.'

'I'm doing fine.'

'Nice apartment, I must say.'

'Thanks. Do you want a tour?'

'Sure.' I gave him a full tour of the house, kitchen included, and then we sat down in the living room again with our drinks. 'So…'

'So…'

'You live here all alone?'

'Yep, but a friend of mine may move in here one of these days.'

'A guy?'

'No, Rox.'

'Oh, Rox.'

'Yeah.'

'Cool.'

'Yeah.' We sat there a while, not saying anything, not looking at each other. He leant in to kiss me. I got up and started walking through the room. I looked out of the window.

'You've got a nice view.' Joe said while standing right behind me. I turned around and did a step backwards. 'What is it?'

'I'm sorry, you scared me, I didn't hear you sneaking up behind me.' He wrapped his arm around me.

'You look troubled.' He said.

'It's nothing, I'm just a bit tired.' I am tired, but there's more. I feeling of deep weariness hung over me, like something was missing in my life. I couldn't think of what it could be. Maybe it was a guy, but Joe was here right behind me, wasn't he? *sigh* Feelings, such complicated things.

'I'll go then.'

'No, no, it's okay, you don't have to go.'

'I got some things to do anyway, I'll leave you alone.' He turned around and walked towards the door. 'I'll find my way out.' Before I knew it, he was gone. The rest of the afternoon past slowly. I watched TV, surfed on the Internet and listened to the radio. Finally, it was 22:00. I took a quick shower and jumped in bed. In a few minutes, I was fast asleep.

E/N: And? Did you like it? Just one more thing, there are a few open apartments so if you have a character, it must be a human, tell me in your review and you may get your apartment in the building. Anyway, please review! Thanks!