DISCLAIMER: Alrighty, I don't own Lord of the Rings, or Middle Earth, or any of the characters specifically named in here expect for Candace and Manda. The awesome and magnificent Tolkien wrote it all, and I love him for it.
Authors Note: Rightyo, another girl(s) goes into Middle Earth thing, right here. It's set in the part where Merry and Pippin get caught by the Orcs, in the second book. If ya don't like that stuff, turn back now. If you're ok with it, go right ahead. And if you don't like them, read it, then flame us for it, you're gonna be ignored. No point in trying, my dears. Honest excuses are good. R&R, gimme yer opinion (please!), and thanks a bunch ^_^.
Manda and Candace charged down the icy sidewalk that led to the bus stop.
"We're gonna be laaaaate!" Candace screamed at the top of her lungs, dragging a stuffed backpack behind her. "I don't want to miss this bus again!"
"Run FASTER, then, you idiot!" Manda yelped back, gulping air and lugging a bag as big or bigger than Candace's. "It's TOO COLD to walk to school, and too icy and my ankle is still hurting from your stupid brother and his dumb dog, so you had better just keep pumping those longs legs and quit wasting your breath!" she puffed.
The truth of the matter was, Manda and Candace were opposites in a lot of ways. Manda was a little on the short side, and Candace was tall. Manda was a little out of shape, and Candace was athletic. Manda could write like a pro but couldn't draw, and Candace could draw with the masters but was still uneasy in her writing talents.
Then again, there were similarities. They both had short hair, Manda's a light brown and Candace's a reddish blonde. They both loved reading, and they both loved movies, but then again... doesn't everybody? Or, at least, that's the way they thought about it.
"We're gonna make it!" Candace sang, as the bus stop came into view, and the bus still wasn't in sight. The small group of kids that usually rode it were already there, waiting around, joking, and bullying each other.
"For once!" Manda squealed as they both skidded to a stop on the icy pavement.
Both of them were panting heavily, but were still quite happy considering the heavy book bags and the distance they'd covered in just three minutes. They'd gotten used to the crazed rush, since they both insisted on sleeping in as much as possible. They usually paid for it by walking over a mile through field, brush, and crazy farmer land. Almost every day they got to school with muddy shoes and twigs stuck in their hair.
They lived near each other, out in the sticks and surrounded by hillbillies of every shape and size, which is why you can believe they stayed around each other so much; hillbillies are better handled together. Not that it was it was hard or anything, but sometimes they had guns or got drunk, and the ones with shotguns were usually threatening people to get off their property. They put up with that stuff a lot; they crossed fields on the way to school.
The bus had just come into view, thundering up the rode like a giant yellow beast from Hades.
Candace suddenly moaned out loud. "Oh man.... I forgot my geometry..."
Manda looked at her in dismay, "Ohhh, you idiot! How could you forget the geometry? There's a test today and Mr. Freeman is gonna kill you..."
"Oh shut up!" said Candace, pursing her lips and narrowing her eyes.
The bus stopped in front of them... sort of. It was a good ten feet from the actual stop, but that was better aim then usual. All of the kids started screaming and shoving to get the best seat possible, leaving Manda and Candace to end up with the very back seat. The very back seat was undesirable because of the grunge and exhaust from the motor. In fact the last five or six seats were never occupied if it could be helped.
The bus started on, groaning and roaring as it guzzled gas and choked up fumes like a jobless drunk. For the next few minutes the two girls frantically tried to make up for forgotten homework.
They didn't even notice when the bus got closer to the intersection, or when the semi came hurtling at them. The last thing they remembered seeing was Candace's geometry book and hearing a loud roar, then the sickly crunch of metal and glass and bones breaking. They last thing they felt was their heads cracking together from the impact.
To give a clear account, the bus was on a busy intersection when a semi ran a red light. It was speeding, and smashed into the back left side of the bus so hard that it was actually broken off, crushed like a can and ripped apart like tissue paper. Nobody was seriously hurt, expect for the two fifteen year old girls in the very back. They were the only fatalities.
Author Note: Well, that's the first chapter. Short, I know, but it seemed like a good spot to stop it. It'll be in Middle earth for the next chapters.
Authors Note: Rightyo, another girl(s) goes into Middle Earth thing, right here. It's set in the part where Merry and Pippin get caught by the Orcs, in the second book. If ya don't like that stuff, turn back now. If you're ok with it, go right ahead. And if you don't like them, read it, then flame us for it, you're gonna be ignored. No point in trying, my dears. Honest excuses are good. R&R, gimme yer opinion (please!), and thanks a bunch ^_^.
Manda and Candace charged down the icy sidewalk that led to the bus stop.
"We're gonna be laaaaate!" Candace screamed at the top of her lungs, dragging a stuffed backpack behind her. "I don't want to miss this bus again!"
"Run FASTER, then, you idiot!" Manda yelped back, gulping air and lugging a bag as big or bigger than Candace's. "It's TOO COLD to walk to school, and too icy and my ankle is still hurting from your stupid brother and his dumb dog, so you had better just keep pumping those longs legs and quit wasting your breath!" she puffed.
The truth of the matter was, Manda and Candace were opposites in a lot of ways. Manda was a little on the short side, and Candace was tall. Manda was a little out of shape, and Candace was athletic. Manda could write like a pro but couldn't draw, and Candace could draw with the masters but was still uneasy in her writing talents.
Then again, there were similarities. They both had short hair, Manda's a light brown and Candace's a reddish blonde. They both loved reading, and they both loved movies, but then again... doesn't everybody? Or, at least, that's the way they thought about it.
"We're gonna make it!" Candace sang, as the bus stop came into view, and the bus still wasn't in sight. The small group of kids that usually rode it were already there, waiting around, joking, and bullying each other.
"For once!" Manda squealed as they both skidded to a stop on the icy pavement.
Both of them were panting heavily, but were still quite happy considering the heavy book bags and the distance they'd covered in just three minutes. They'd gotten used to the crazed rush, since they both insisted on sleeping in as much as possible. They usually paid for it by walking over a mile through field, brush, and crazy farmer land. Almost every day they got to school with muddy shoes and twigs stuck in their hair.
They lived near each other, out in the sticks and surrounded by hillbillies of every shape and size, which is why you can believe they stayed around each other so much; hillbillies are better handled together. Not that it was it was hard or anything, but sometimes they had guns or got drunk, and the ones with shotguns were usually threatening people to get off their property. They put up with that stuff a lot; they crossed fields on the way to school.
The bus had just come into view, thundering up the rode like a giant yellow beast from Hades.
Candace suddenly moaned out loud. "Oh man.... I forgot my geometry..."
Manda looked at her in dismay, "Ohhh, you idiot! How could you forget the geometry? There's a test today and Mr. Freeman is gonna kill you..."
"Oh shut up!" said Candace, pursing her lips and narrowing her eyes.
The bus stopped in front of them... sort of. It was a good ten feet from the actual stop, but that was better aim then usual. All of the kids started screaming and shoving to get the best seat possible, leaving Manda and Candace to end up with the very back seat. The very back seat was undesirable because of the grunge and exhaust from the motor. In fact the last five or six seats were never occupied if it could be helped.
The bus started on, groaning and roaring as it guzzled gas and choked up fumes like a jobless drunk. For the next few minutes the two girls frantically tried to make up for forgotten homework.
They didn't even notice when the bus got closer to the intersection, or when the semi came hurtling at them. The last thing they remembered seeing was Candace's geometry book and hearing a loud roar, then the sickly crunch of metal and glass and bones breaking. They last thing they felt was their heads cracking together from the impact.
To give a clear account, the bus was on a busy intersection when a semi ran a red light. It was speeding, and smashed into the back left side of the bus so hard that it was actually broken off, crushed like a can and ripped apart like tissue paper. Nobody was seriously hurt, expect for the two fifteen year old girls in the very back. They were the only fatalities.
Author Note: Well, that's the first chapter. Short, I know, but it seemed like a good spot to stop it. It'll be in Middle earth for the next chapters.