Life After High School. Is It Scary? You Bet.

By Risty Maskell and Silver15

Disclaimer: We own them! Mwahahaha! Oh sorry…I was looking at the figurines I've got…

Summary: Hell, if I knew, I'd tell ya, but, I don't so don't ask.

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I woke up the next morning with the sun shining on my face. It was an important day. I tried to remember what was going on, then I remembered. It was my wedding day.

I glanced at Frodo and gently poked him in the ribs to wake him up. He groaned and rolled over, opening his eyes and looking at me.

"Morning, Love."

"Morning Darls." I smiled.

We got up and went downstairs simultaneously. Elrond and Boromir were down already, eating a bit of breakfast. They looked up as we came in.

"Well, good morning to you both." Said Elrond with a smile, taking his bowl to the sink and washing it up.

"Good morning Elrond. Good morning Boromir." I said, smiling.

Arwen came out of where she and Aragorn were staying, for once they weren't…oh well you get the picture.

I raised an eyebrow at her and she just laughed. Emma came down, in her PJ's. She didn't look like she had much sleep. There was a knock at the door. I opened it and looked out. There stood Wendy, Blue, Reesa, Rosie, Sam, Merry and Pippin. Mrs. Gamgee was there too. She was my seamstress. I loved Mrs. Gamgee, she was kind of like my surrogate mother. Since my own mother didn't give a donkey's kick about me. All the girls ushered me upstairs, giggling madly as sixteen year olds on their first date.

In all natural tradition, I was not going to show myself, until it was time for me to walk down the isle. Frodo wasn't allowed to see me. Also, I was wearing 'something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.' The 'something old' was an antique brooch, given to me as a wedding present from Mrs. Gamgee. The 'something new' was the new earrings that Arwen had given me. The 'something borrowed' was a bracelet that belonged to Blue, and the 'something blue' was in my hair, Mrs. Gamgee had decorated my hair with a load of beautiful baby blue flowers.

When I finally got into my dress, the girls whistled.

"Very niiiice, Jamie." Said Julia, who had come up after the rest of them. Emma gave me a hug.

"I feel like I'm losing my best friend." She whispered in my ear. I gave her an extra tight hug. The other girls got into the identical bridesmaid dresses. And got their bouquets. It was only a matter of time, now. I peaked out of a chink in the curtains. The field where Bilbo usually hosted his parties was done up with a whole lot of chairs. And an isle down the middle. There was a soft knock at the door.

"May I come in?" called Elrond, who was going to 'give me away' at the alter.

"Yes, Elrond, you can come in." I called, and he walked in.

"Well," he said, glancing at me. "I never knew such a tom-boy would scrub up so nicely."

Arwen playfully glared at her father. "Daddy, that wasn't very nice."

"I meant it as a joke, don't worry. Are you girls ready to go?"

It was then I realised that he was wearing beautiful ceremonial elfish robes. I nodded and gripped Emma's hand. She gripped mine back and I walked down the stairs.

The seats were filled to the limit, hobbits, elves and humans packed them. I had forgotten I had invited the entire school.

The music started up from somewhere and the other girls began to make their way down the isle. I linked arms with Elrond and we began to walk slowly toward the alter.

"Dearly beloved, we gather here together, to witness the marriage of Jamita Shadow and Frodo Baggins." Began the celebrant. He turned to Frodo.

"Frodo, do you take this woman, Jamita Shadow, to love and to hold through sickness and health, for richer or poorer till death do you part?"

"I do." Frodo uttered the two simple words and I was convinced he loved me.

"Do you Jamita, take this man, Frodo Baggins, to love and to hold through sickness and health, for richer or poorer, till death do you part?"

"I do." I said, my heart swelling with happiness.

"Then I now pronounce you, Man and Wife." The entire crowd jumped up and cheered. I'm telling you, it was like graduation day, all over again. Frodo began to lead me down the isle as people threw confetti at us. Merry and Pippin threw rice at us, then Merry dumped a whole lot of rice onto my veil.

It was time for the party, which I think everyone was looking forward to.

Luncheon, was the start of it. Frodo and I sat together, happy as clams. Emma sat to my right and Sam sat to Frodo's left. Boromir sat on Emma's other side and Rosie sat on Sam's other side. We ate, drank, laughed and sang. It was by far, the happiest moment of my life.

Frodo stood up. "Attention everyone." He said, and everyone quieten down. "we already have an announcement."

I saw Emma grin slightly at me. I grinned back, we both knew what he was going to say.

"Jamie and I, are expecting our first child."

I knew everyone was smiling, although I had ducked my head, and I was blushing furiously.

I lifted me head to everyone's 'Awww' and a round of applause.

I jumped up. "Ah to hell with it! This is suppose to be a party! SO LET'S PARTY!!!!"

Everyone let off a cheer. I saw Glorifindel jump up and grab his girlfriend for a dance. I smothered a laugh. I had 'accidentally' walked in on them when I was at school, they had been under the desk….snogging their brains out. I had hurriedly shut the door and run back to the dorm.

That day, everyone got smash drunk, filled with food and most went to sleep in the field. As hobbits after a party usually do.

Everyone of our guests went back to Bag End. They were going to have rotten hangovers the next morning.

Frodo and I had already packed our bags for our honeymoon. SO we could make a quick getaway the next morning. We were going all around. But we were spending a little time in each of the places. Rivendell, Gondor, Rohan, Lothlorien, Mirkwood. Everywhere.

The next morning, I woke Frodo early. We got our bags together, packed up the cart we were taking, along with Winsome and Snowflake. I left a note on the kitchen table where someone would be sure to find it, and off we went on our honeymoon.



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Oh, a bit of a long one from me. But what the hell did you expect, huh? It is a wedding after all peoples!