Life after High School. Is It Scary? You Bet.
By Risty Maskell and Silver15
Disclaimer: They're ours! All ours! Silver: No they aren't, Risty. Risty: Wha…? Oh damn.
Summary: You think we know? Gimme a break!
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It took us a day and a half to ride to Mirkwood. Frodo and I swapped shifts in steering the cart. Casper, who had come with us, was snoozing in the back of the cart on her ratty old blanket she had had as a puppy.
When we finally got to Mirkwood, the first person I saw was Legolas. I gently shook Frodo awake and pointed.
"Legolas!" I called and waved merrily. He turned and laughed, waving back.
"Hello! How are you? How's the trip going?" He bombarded us with questions. Frodo yawned but laughed too.
Billee, who had been sitting out of sight, got up and came over to us, giving me a hug. I hugged him back.
We were going to stay at an inn, Legolas said he had booked us a place, and that Emma, Elrond and Colan were here too. I was surprised. Then I realized, it was Emma's birthday in a couple of days. I rummaged through the souvenir box, all the towns, we past through, we picked up a little something to remind us. Finally, I found what I was looking for and held them up. Beautiful silver earrings with crystals dangling from them.
We stayed in Mirkwood for a week and a half. What we did in that time was great, Billee had taken me aside, and told me he wanted to do something special for Emma this year, since she was the youngest, besides Colan and we were her best friends, AND it was her eighteenth. I willingly obliged.
We decided to go with a big party, lots of fun stuff to do. We also decided on a surprise party.
When we got to the inn, I went straight to Emma's room, to see how she was holding up. When she opened her door, she didn't look well at all. But she saw me and gathered me into a hug.
"Hey Emma, why haven't you been looking after yourself? Have you gone to the doctor like I asked you too?" She shook her head. I sighed. "Emma, I know you hate doctors, but gynecologists are there to help. They are all there to help. If you don't start eating properly, you're going to get sick. You are feeding yourself for two people now, not just one. Remember that."
Frodo and I spent most of the week preparing for the big party. Billee and I were usually in charge of keeping Emma occupied. I knew she was getting suspicious. But I just assured her that everything was fine. Not to worry.
But I was worrying about her. She looked like she was wasting away in front of me. I tried to get her to eat. But she refused. I wish I knew what was wrong…
By Risty Maskell and Silver15
Disclaimer: They're ours! All ours! Silver: No they aren't, Risty. Risty: Wha…? Oh damn.
Summary: You think we know? Gimme a break!
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It took us a day and a half to ride to Mirkwood. Frodo and I swapped shifts in steering the cart. Casper, who had come with us, was snoozing in the back of the cart on her ratty old blanket she had had as a puppy.
When we finally got to Mirkwood, the first person I saw was Legolas. I gently shook Frodo awake and pointed.
"Legolas!" I called and waved merrily. He turned and laughed, waving back.
"Hello! How are you? How's the trip going?" He bombarded us with questions. Frodo yawned but laughed too.
Billee, who had been sitting out of sight, got up and came over to us, giving me a hug. I hugged him back.
We were going to stay at an inn, Legolas said he had booked us a place, and that Emma, Elrond and Colan were here too. I was surprised. Then I realized, it was Emma's birthday in a couple of days. I rummaged through the souvenir box, all the towns, we past through, we picked up a little something to remind us. Finally, I found what I was looking for and held them up. Beautiful silver earrings with crystals dangling from them.
We stayed in Mirkwood for a week and a half. What we did in that time was great, Billee had taken me aside, and told me he wanted to do something special for Emma this year, since she was the youngest, besides Colan and we were her best friends, AND it was her eighteenth. I willingly obliged.
We decided to go with a big party, lots of fun stuff to do. We also decided on a surprise party.
When we got to the inn, I went straight to Emma's room, to see how she was holding up. When she opened her door, she didn't look well at all. But she saw me and gathered me into a hug.
"Hey Emma, why haven't you been looking after yourself? Have you gone to the doctor like I asked you too?" She shook her head. I sighed. "Emma, I know you hate doctors, but gynecologists are there to help. They are all there to help. If you don't start eating properly, you're going to get sick. You are feeding yourself for two people now, not just one. Remember that."
Frodo and I spent most of the week preparing for the big party. Billee and I were usually in charge of keeping Emma occupied. I knew she was getting suspicious. But I just assured her that everything was fine. Not to worry.
But I was worrying about her. She looked like she was wasting away in front of me. I tried to get her to eat. But she refused. I wish I knew what was wrong…
