E/N: Hello, me again. Thanks to all the people who reviewed, keep it up! If
you do, so will I! My Goddess, do I sound cheesy or what?! Anyways, I love
reviews, I'm not to fond of flames though. Hope I won't get any. If I do
I'll send them to Denethor, I'm sure he DOES like them. And if he doesn't,
I'll just use them to roast marshmallows, like most people do. Thanks for
letting me waste your time!
Love, peace and a paperclip,
-xxx- Elvea
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that's from the books of Tolkien, I do own Elvea. I borrowed several other characters from my friends. That's about it. I don't own Westlife either. Okay, so it's got absolutely nothing to do with this. I wish I did own them.
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Day nine, the 15th of Halimath, 1384 (Shire Reckoning)
Anarya, the 36th of Yávie (Iavas), 2984 T.A. (Calendar of Imladris)
Dear diary,
Some things happened today, and well. let's just say it was pretty damn lousy. You wouldn't believe what happened! Or maybe you would. anyway, I'll just tell.
I woke up this morning only to find that somebody was holding me. I was in someone's arms, groom-holds-bride style. I moaned and opened my eyes slowly. Man, the sun hurts! Okay, so maybe I did have a little bit too much of that liquor last night. I looked around, and then I looked up. What the Mordor is Boromir doing carrying me around like this?!
'What the Mordor? Put me down this instant!' I shouted. 'What are you doing? Put me down!' Boromir carefully put me down.
'Are you okay?' he asked.
'I'm fine thank you.' I said, slightly annoyed. Or seriously pissed, more like.
I went into our tent and pulled down the zipper. I lay down on my bed. I didn't get it. Why did he get me out of my tent before I woke up? Oh wait. I didn't return to my tent last night, I must have fallen asleep sitting against that rock, and Boromir found me, so he brought me back to camp. I guess I owe him and apology and a thank you. Shit! My diary's still lying near the river! I really need to get it before somebody else does.
After a while, somebody shouted something about breakfast, so I left the tent and sat down at the table, next to Legolas. I still need to tell him I can't do it anymore. I'll do that as soon as possible. We talked about all kinds of things, and then Estel mentioned dinner.
'What are we going to have for dinner?' He said, eyeing Endomiel.
'Well, we could have fish again.' she said, and I moaned. Not again. she glared at me. Is it a crime to hate fish or something? 'But I could also get some meat if you guys would rather have a barbecue.' Endomiel continued.
'I'd like that. Where are you going to get the meat?' Boromir asked.
'I could hunt deer or something.' Endomiel answered.
'I like deer meat.' Faramir licked his lips.
'Do you mean you'll have to kill a innocent deer?' Arwen said, big don't- kill-cute-animals eyes.
'Are you sure you're able to do that?' Legolas asked. Why wouldn't she?
'Why wouldn't I?' Endomiel said. Exactly what I would say.
'You're a girl.' Legolas answered. So? I'm a girl too! What's the problem?!
'And you're a boy. Right?' she asked him, and Legolas glared at her. This is just so funny!
'Maybe you'll chicken out at the last moment.'
'Why would I do that?'
'You're a girl.' Legolas said again. Okay, punching-urge coming up here.
'And your point is.'
'Someone should go with you to make sure we get something for dinner tonight.'
'Why don't you go if you think you're so though?'
'Fine with me.'
'Fine.'
'Fine.' Legolas said. Oh boy, if those two go off alone. I'll just pray that they won't kill eachother. After that the conversation died down, and we ate the rest of our breakfast pretty much in silence.
After breakfast I, well uhm. sort of uhm. dragged Legolas along with me into the forest to talk to him. I stopped walking shortly after entering the forest, took a deep breath and turned around.
'I can't do this anymore Legolas' I said.
'Do what?'
'You know. the whole I'm-with-you thing. I'm sorry.'
'It's okay.'
'Really?'
'Yeah, really. You've done enough, I think everything will be okay between me and Endomiel very soon.' Legolas said smiling. I couldn't help but feeling lousy. He would get Endomiel back, but I still wasn't even close to getting Éomer back.
'It's good to hear that' I whispered.
'I know. but they don't call it good news for nothing. but I still owe you. Is there anything I can do back?' Legolas asked. Éomer. I shook my head.
'No. Nothing that you can give me anyway.' I whispered. He studied my face for a while.
'Are you sure?' I nodded. 'You know, there is another good side to all this.' he went on.
'And what would that be?' I asked.
'I found a very good friend in a great person I misjudged the first time I met her' he said smiling at me.
'And who would that be?' I asked grinning.
'Don't push it. Let's get back to camp before they miss us.' Legolas said smiling. I started walking. 'Hey Elvea?'
'Yeah?'
'Thanks for telling me about Aman, because, well. the way you were telling about it. it was almost as if I was there. amazing.' he said, and I smiled. Some elves have the ability to show people things in their minds when they tell them things, and I am one of them. Basically because I am a Goddess. I have always had that ability.
'One day your path will lead you there, Legolas.'
'Do you think so? He asked, and I nodded. There are some things I just know for sure, and this was one of them. After that, we walked back to camp. Legolas and Endomiel started arguing again, and then they left off to "catch dinner". They walked off into the forest.
'I wonder if we'll get dinner tonight.' Boromir said.
'I wonder if they'll be back in time for dinner.' Faramir replied. My thoughts exactly. I started laughing. 'What's with you?' Faramir asked.
'Nothing.' I said, smiling innocently. 'Hey Boromir! Sorry about this morning.'
'What happened this morning?' Faramir asked his older brother.
'She got pissed because I found her sleeping near the river and brought her back to camp' Boromir answered.
'Right. hot temper, I'd say.' Faramir responded, trying to understand.
'I do NOT have a hot temper!' I shouted at him. Boromir and Faramir started laughing. What?!
I shook my head and walked towards the river, remembering the fact that my diary was still missing. I came to the rock I had leaned against, and thank Goddess my diary and pen were still there. I picked them up and walked away to put them in my tent. When I came out, Boromir was standing in front of my tent.
'Hey Elvea, how are your hands?' he asked me. I looked at the bandages around my hands.
'I don't know'
'Can I have another look at them?'
'Yes doctor'
'Hey!'
'What?' I said with one of my "I'm-all-sweet-and-innocent-smiles". He sighed and gave up. He took off the bandages, to find out my hands were fully healed.
'Wow, your hands heal pretty fast!' he said, while looking at my hands.
'I'm and Elf, remember? Elves heal fast'
'Oh right.' he whispered, then he sighed softly, still holding my hands. 'You have beautiful hands' he said after a while.
'Thank you, Boromir. Will you please let go of them now?' I responded, starting to get annoyed that he had been holding my hands over the last couple of minutes for no apparent reason.
'Oh right! Sorry.' he said, and his face flushed. What's that all about? He quickly let go of my hands, then he stood up and walked away. Okay. guys. *sigh*
I looked at my dress. It didn't look so great, but then again, I had been wearing it over a day, even slept in it. I decided to have a bath in the river and to put on a clean dress. I went into my tent to get a clean dress and a towel. After that I walked to the river, to a spot a little bit away from the camp, and certainly out of sight. I walked about ten minutes by the riverside before I found a good spot, and then I took off my clothes to have a bath. The water was not too cold, really a big relief. After about half an hour I came out of the water and started to get dressed again. I was about to put on my gown when I heard somebody approaching.
'Hey Elvea! Are you- Oh. My. God!' I heard a familiar voice say. I turned around and screamed. There I was, practically wearing nothing, in front of Éomer, and he just kept staring at me. I quickly grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me. Thank Goddess it's a big one.
'Éomer! What the Mordor are you doing here?!' I shouted. He snapped out of his. uhm. strange staring thing and started bragging.
'I uhm. you know. uhm. I uhm. well.' he started.
'Are you going to say something intelligent any time soon?' I interrupted him. Maybe it wasn't all that nice, but at least it worked.
'Well, you know, last Menelya. I promised Rían I'd look after you during camp, and since you just disappeared I came looking for you.'
'Oh right, the promise. I forgot.' I said. Éomer took a few steps in my direction.
'I do intend to keep my promises, you know.' he whispered as he looked into my eyes. He took another step, and before I knew it we were standing in front of eachother with a distance of about an inch between our bodies. My heart was, as usual when he's around, beating at a speed you wouldn't believe. We kept looking into eachothers eyes. This was one of those nice arguments with my conscience.
"Kiss him!"
No!
"Why not?"
Because.
"Just do it!"
What if he doesn't want me to?
"Yeah right!"
Hello! He could get sooooooooo wrong idea's if I kiss him!
"What do you mean?"
I'm really not wearing very much, remember?
"Right. kiss him anyway!"
All that time I kept looking into his eyes. He meant his words, and he really did care. But that third thing. it looked like love, but it was different. not in a bad way, but. well, I have no idea what it was. I ignored the voice in the back of my head. Éomer started to slowly take away what was left of the distance between us, or actually, our lips. And then I messed up everything. Again.
'I think I should get dressed' I whispered just before our lips met. That hurt him, I saw it. The whole "stop-him-only-a-second-before-the-kiss" thing, that is. Damn, speaking of bad timing. now it looked like I was just toying with him.
'Yeah, maybe you should.' he said, and he walked away. Way to go me! Now I've hurt him so much I'll never get things right again. I could run after him, but then again, leaving my clothes behind is really not that smart. I quickly put on my gown and ran after him, hoping to catch up with him before he got back to camp. But as usual when you have a bad day everything went wrong, and I didn't catch up with him.
When I got to the camp, Éomer was playing cards and talking with the other guys (and Arwen), and Endomiel and Legolas were still hunting for deer. Everybody seemed to be having fun, except me. I wanted to run off into the forest and never come out of it again, but Faramir had seen me, and made sure I didn't.
'Hey Elvea! Where are you going?' he shouted from the table.
'Into the forest' I answered.
'You just came out of it!'
'So?'
'It's really not smart to go off alone'
'I can take my sword, or my bow and quiver'
'That's not what I mean'
'Then what do you mean?'
'Somebody should go with you'
'I want to go alone'
'Faramir's right, it's not wise to go off alone' Estel joined in.
'Well then, who do you suggest should go with me?' I said, starting to get annoyed. Part of me wanted Éomer to go with me, but another part was screaming "NO!" I looked at Éomer, but as soon as our eyes met, he looked away. It hurt, but then again, I'd probably hurt him a whole lot more.
'I'll go with you' Boromir offered. 'If it's okay with you, that is' he added. I was still looking at Éomer, and our eyes met again. He seemed to be trying to tell me something. I looked away.
'I think I'll go alone' I said.
'We just told you it's not smart' Faramir said.
'I never said that I am'
'Come on Elvea, just one of us.' he went on. I sighed. He really wasn't going to give up, and I didn't want to stay here either.
'Then why don't you go with me' I said.
'Are you sure?' he asked.
'Do I have a choice?'
'Not really'
'Then come' I said and walked off, grabbing my bow and quiver. Faramir quickly followed, grabbing his sword. We walked off into the forest.
'What are you going to do anyway?' Faramir asked.
'Well, I WAS going to find a quiet place and think about stuff, but *someone* had to prevent that' I said annoyed, and it caused Faramir's face to flush.
'Oh. sorry.' he whispered. 'So what are you going to do now?'
'I don't know'
'You could talk to me.'
'Maybe.'
'Or maybe it's better if you'd talk to Éomer' he said, looking me straight in the eyes. How could he.? Oh wait, they're best friends.
'I have nothing to say to him' I said with a hoarse voice, tears welling up in my eyes.
'Why are you so cold about it? You're almost acting as if you don't care anymore.'
'Then maybe I don't'
'I don't believe that'
'Why not?'
'Because a) I see it in your eyes, b) I see the ways you two look at eachother and c) you kissed him three times yesterday'
'That was a game, you know that. Besides, I kissed your brother too, I'm not in love with him either'
'That kiss wasn't even nearly as long as your kisses with Éomer' he said. Damn, he's got a pretty good point there.
'But they didn't mean anything to him'
'I doubt that. You have no idea how bad he felt when you were with Legolas.'
'I don't think he felt that bad for losing me. He gave me several death- glares'
'He tried to drink himself to death with that liquor. We all saw he drank way more than we did'
'Then why won't he tell me all this himself?'
'Well maybe because he doesn't know how to express himself in front of you, but the main reason is probably because you didn't let him when he tried'
'I thought he was drunk and. you know. he could try again.'
'The way you treated him? I don't think he dares to try anymore'
'I just want him back.' I said softly, and the tears started running down my face. Faramir lent me his shoulder to cry on. I'm sure lucky with a bunch of friends like him.
'Let's go get lunch now, or they'll miss us' he said after a couple of minutes, and we walked back to camp.
'Hey Faramir! What did you two do?' Boromir shouted. Why does he always want to know everything?
'Not much' Faramir answered.
'Then how come your shoulder is wet?' Boromir went on. Some people really don't know when to stop.
'I uhm. well.' Faramir started, but he couldn't come up with something to cover for me.
'Well?' Boromir said grinning. Punching-urge again.
'Some things are best to be kept private, Boromir' Estel said. I shot him a thank-you look. Boromir decided to drop the subject.
I put my bow and quiver in my tent and got out again. The others had set the table, and we sat down with them to have lunch. I didn't say much during lunch, and did the dishes on my own. When I came back, Éomer sat on a log, trying to make a fire, and he was doing quite well even.
I yawned. Damn, how come I'm so tired? I really need to do something about that. Like taking a little nap. I went inside my tent and lay down on my bed, closing my eyes. I opened them again about an hour and a half later.
'Hey guys, listen up!' someone shouted. I popped my head out of the tent to see who it was. It was Endomiel. 'I have an announcement to make!' she went on.
'What? Are you and Legolas back together already?' Boromir joked, and got a death-glare in return.
'Not funny Boromir. What I was trying to say is that I, not Legolas but I, found the camp of the hobbits this morning, and invited them over for a party here tonight.' Endomiel responded. Was it really necessary to claim that so clearly for herself?
'Cool. I guess sending you two out actually had something good to it for us too, instead of only good for the two of you.' Boromir said, and got another very dangerous death glare. Although he does have a point.
I went back inside my tent. Party with the hobbits tonight could be quite fun. I lay down on my bed again and just started thinking. About the party, surprisingly. I wondered if I should change clothes for that. I decided not to do so and after about an hour I came out of the tent. I saw Éomer still sitting by the fire, and sat down next to him on the log. He got up and sat down at the table. I guess this is his way of saying: "you really hurt me this time, I don't want to talk to you". I picked up a stick and started poking the fire. I noticed a spot of burned grass near the fire. Where did that come from? Decided poking the fire may not be such a good idea, and threw the stick into the fire. I started staring at the fire. This sucks.
'Hey guys! Why don't we all go for a swim?' Faramir asked a little while later. Several nods and "Fine with me"-s came as a reply. We all went into our tents to change clothes. After that we walked over to the river. I walked a little behind the others, I wasn't feeling too well, and I was also pretty tired. Oh, I was also pretty sad that I'd probably never get Éomer back. So actually I didn't have a good reason to do so. Éomer walked next to me. Well, not really next to me, but a little bit behind the others as well. I wanted to say something to him, but I couldn't find the right words, so I just kept my mouth shut.
When we got to the riverside, Endomiel suddenly took a few steps back and started running, shouting: 'Bombs away!' Legolas, Arwen and I are elves and thus we were able to get away before she hit the water. The others weren't fast enough and got soaked by the huge amount of water that came from Endomiel's jump. Legolas started laughing, Arwen and Endomiel laughed, and I smiled. I don't show my emotions too much when I'm around other people. That's one of the things you learn as princes, although I've had a couple of very emotional moments in front of others. Hey, I can't be expected to be an Ice Queen/Princes/Goddess all the time, right?
Anyway, after the guys got soaked we all put our stuff underneath a tree, Legolas and Endomiel put their stuff in a tree. Some people.
We went into the water and started "swimming". In other words: we all went in and us girls had to make sure not to get drowned by the guys all the time. At some point, Boromir caught me from behind and managed to push me down. I just came back up smiling. I'll get him for that, don't you worry. I'm just smart enough to hide my true feelings and catch him by surprise. A little while later he got stuck in a little whirlpool, and when he got out of it, he got out of the water as well, taking some time to recover. I wonder where the whirlpool came from. it wasn't mine, but it sure would've made a good pay-back.
I left the water as well, being a little tired as usual and also slightly hungry. I sat down next to Boromir on my towel, and took some food from my bag, along with a can of Mountain dew. A brilliant plan crawled into my mind when I grabbed the can. I shook the can. And I shook it some more. and some more. and then I shook it some more. all that time Boromir was looking at the others, so he had no idea what I was doing. I shook it some more, then I pretended to be unable to open the can.
'Boromir, I think this thing's stuck. can you open it for me?' I asked innocently as I held the can in front of him.
'Yeah sure. Now watch how a real man handles this!' he answered, taking the can. I rolled my eyes. Guys. When he took it, I quickly backed away a little to safety. Boromir opened the can, screaming like a *girl* when he got the stuff all over him. 'Oh shit!' he shouted, drawing the attention of the others. I tried my best not to laugh, the others just laughed.
Endomiel, apparently already out of the water, noticed that some of the drink had managed to reach her stuff, and turned around to see who to blame.
'Boromir! You idiot! What did you do to my shirt!' she shouted at him. I surpressed a grin. Now this is what I call vengeance.
'I didn't do anything!' he replied.
'There's Mountain dew all over my shirt!'
'I didn't do it!'
'You're holding the can!'
'It's not mine! It's Elvea's!' he said, pointing at me.
'Oh sure! Blame me for your stupidity!' I said, pretending to be insulted.
'Don't you think it's a little childish to blame her for your stupidity?' Endomiel joined in.
'But she.' he started.
'Just clean up the mess will you? And next time, let a real man, or one of them.' she pointed at the other guys, 'open the can for you.' and climbed up the tree. Boromir turned to me.
'You did that on purpose, didn't you?' he said.
'I did what on purpose?' I asked innocently.
'Never mind' he answered and he turned around to clean up the mess. I noticed Legolas climbing up the tree, and a little while later I heard something that sounded like. well, they were probably making out or something. But why would they want to keep it a secret?
We continued swimming until about 19:00, and then we got back to camp to have dinner. I went inside my tent to put my gown back on. When I got out, dinner was ready. We sat down at the table. I sat down inbetween Boromir and Faramir. Thank Goddess we had meat for dinner in stead of fish today. I hate fish, I really do.
'Hand me the potatoes, will you, bitch.' Legolas said somewhere during dinner.
'Here you go, asshole.' Endomiel replied, handing him the potatoes. Don't tell me they're at it again.
'Thanks.' He said. Thanks? Okay. I ignored the rest of their quarreling and ate my dinner quietly. A little while after dinner we heard voices coming from the forest.
'I found them! I found the camp!' somebody shouted. 'It's over here guys!'
'We figured it was over there Merry' someone else said, and the hobbits walked into our camp.
'Hey guys!' Endomiel said as she jumped up and started walking over to the hobbits. 'Where are the others?'
'Sam and Rosie are delayed, and the dwarves are walking very slowly.' Frodo said. The Dwarves are coming too? I smell trouble. or the Dwarves just stink really bad.
'Aha. They are coming, aren't they?' Endomiel asked.
'Who? The dwarves? Yeah, of course.'
'Actually, I meant Sam and Rosie.'
'Oh, they said they'd show up a few minutes later, that's all.'
'Okay, cool. Well, this is our camp, feel free to take a look around, chairs are over there, fire's over there, river's over there, and most important, food's over there.' Endomiel said, pointing at everything she named. I silently prayed that the hobbits wouldn't eat all our food.
'Ah, food!' Pippin cheered. 'Our camp ran out of food this morning. all of us have been so hungry.' he said, almost drooling when he saw the food. There goes my hope.
'You ran out of food? Silly hobbits!' Endomiel said laughing. I don't know much about hobbits, but I do know they have a major appetite, so it was to be expected. Doesn't take away the fact that it's pretty silly indeed.
Merry and Pippin started trying the snacks, Frodo took some careful bites of the deer-beef the others had prepared and cut up into little pieces. Vebor brought a ghetto blaster and cd's out of his tent. Looks like someone was expecting to be partying all week. I don't mind though. After Vebor got the music done he got more of that liquor from his tent and opened the bottle. Just then the Dwarves arrived.
'Oh look, the smelly princes is here too!' Lar said. Okay, need to set some things straight here! First of all: I don't smell. Reason: Elves just don't smell, it's as simple as that. Furthermore: I never did anything to make those Dwarves hate me. It's my bloody mission to bring love/peace to the world, not hate.
'Who did you call smelly?' Éomer said.
'Well, I think it was pretty obvious that I'm talking about that Elvea- twit' Lar answered.
'Don't you mean you're the one that smells?' Éomer went on. Okay, what's he doing? I thought he didn't like me anymore, now he's defending me! Guys.
'Are you calling my girlfriend smelly?!' Gimli shouted.
'You're damn right I am!'
'Well let's take this from where we left off last time!' Gimli said, and got a punch in the face from Éomer right away. They started fighting, and for some reason Endomiel started a bitch-fight with Lar. More of a normal fight, actually. Éomer was pretty much winning, when Endomiel gave Lar a punch that made her loose her balance, and she fell against Éomer, who in his turn fell, and cut his leg to a rock. This is where the fight ended. Suddenly those miserable Dwarves just left. I walked over to Endomiel.
'Are you okay?' I asked.
'Just a few scratches, I'll be okay. Shouldn't someone take care of Éomer?' she replied. Suddenly nobody knew a thing about healing anymore, not even Boromir. Pretty damn weird since he took care of my hands yesterday/this morning. Anyway, nobody moved to help Éomer, so I walked over to him, getting the first-aid kit on my way to him.
'Can you stand?' I asked. He moaned something I couldn't quite figure, but it sounded like "what does it look like?!" I stretched out my hand and helped him get up. 'Lean on me' I said, and he put one arm around my shoulder to lean on me.
We walked over to the river, and sat down on a rock. His jeans were pretty much torn by the fight, so I cut of the part around the wound and put it away. I started washing the wound with water from the river. Good thing the water's clean, and the wound wasn't too deep, except it went across almost his entire lower leg. After the water I cleaned the wound with alcohol. Éomer didn't move a single muscle while I did that. I guess he's trying to be the tough guy. I took an elvish ointment from the kit and put it on the wound. Still no response. That's a miracle, 'cause that stuff really stings. I speak from experience. I put bandages around his leg.
'It should be fine in the morning' I said. We were now both standing, because it was best if Éomer tried to use his leg right away.
'Thanks'
'Do you have any other wounds?' I asked, and he showed me his arm. Several scratches and some small cuts. I took care of those wounds, and then I saw his cheek could use some help as well. Since I didn't have ice, I made a towel wet with the now cool water of the river, and held it against his cheek. Éomer's hand went up to take over from mine, and our hands met for a short moment. Then I drew my hand away. My heart was beating at super-speed again. What's wrong with that thing?!
'Your lip's bleeding' I whispered, taking a wet piece of cloth up to his under lip. As soon as it touched his lip he shivered. 'Sorry' I whispered, looking in his eyes.
'It's okay' he whispered back.
'I didn't mean to-'
'I know'
'But I should do something about it'
'Yeah, maybe you should'
'I guess I should' I whispered. All the time we were whispering our heads had moved closer to eachother, and now there was hardly any distance left.
'Are you still going to do something about it?' Éomer asked softly.
'Yeah, I was about t-' I started, but I ran out of space between our lips. In other words: we kissed. And it even healed his lip! Éomer dropped the towel and wrapped his arms around my waist. One of his hands went through my hair again. I really need to ask him why he does that. But not now, kissing goes first =P. After a while I drew back. Then I realized it had all been a set-up. I slapped him across the face. Yes, I slapped the cheek I had taken care of a couple of minutes ago. Hey, when I have a Drama Queen's moment, I do it right.
'What did you do that for?' he asked.
'You tricked me'
'I didn't-'
'Save your lame excuses for some other girl, I'm really not that gullible'
'But I didn't-'
'Just shut up. I hate liars, I really do. Good night.' I said, and walked back to camp. Then I cursed myself. When I thought it couldn't be worse than this morning, I was wrong. I really screwed up this time.
When I got back to camp, the party was going quite well already. Sam and Rosie were making out, so were Estel and Arwen, Legolas and Endomiel looked as if they were about to do the same thing. the others were drinking, laughing. they were all having fun. I was having fun a couple of minutes ago too. why do I always screw things up like that? Damn, even Pippin had a girlfriend now. Or he and Diamond were just too drunk to care.
Either way, they were making out too. It's not fair! I sat down with Frodo, Merry, Boromir, Faramir and Vebor. Vebor handed me a bottle and I gladly took a swig. And another one. and some more. and after a while I saw Éomer and his twin brother join us. I didn't know he had one. Hey, that's funny! All the guys have a twin brother! Now where did they come from all of a sudden? Aw man! They'll probably want to drink too. less alcohol for me. Hey wait a sec! There are twice as much bottles! Woohoo! I took some more. and suddenly it was four in the morning and we all went to our tents, the hobbits were sleeping in the grass. They have twin brothers/sisters too! There's gonna be a whole lot of new students when we get back to school.!
I managed to reach my tent and collapsed onto my bed. I lay there for an hour, until I sobered up a little. That's when I started writing this. But now I'm gonna quit since my head hurts.
Kisses, Elvea.
E/N: Actually more of a mental note. kill whoever came up with the invention of misery. Oh and please review peeps, I live for those things!!! Thank you.
Love, peace and a paperclip,
-xxx- Elvea
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that's from the books of Tolkien, I do own Elvea. I borrowed several other characters from my friends. That's about it. I don't own Westlife either. Okay, so it's got absolutely nothing to do with this. I wish I did own them.
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Day nine, the 15th of Halimath, 1384 (Shire Reckoning)
Anarya, the 36th of Yávie (Iavas), 2984 T.A. (Calendar of Imladris)
Dear diary,
Some things happened today, and well. let's just say it was pretty damn lousy. You wouldn't believe what happened! Or maybe you would. anyway, I'll just tell.
I woke up this morning only to find that somebody was holding me. I was in someone's arms, groom-holds-bride style. I moaned and opened my eyes slowly. Man, the sun hurts! Okay, so maybe I did have a little bit too much of that liquor last night. I looked around, and then I looked up. What the Mordor is Boromir doing carrying me around like this?!
'What the Mordor? Put me down this instant!' I shouted. 'What are you doing? Put me down!' Boromir carefully put me down.
'Are you okay?' he asked.
'I'm fine thank you.' I said, slightly annoyed. Or seriously pissed, more like.
I went into our tent and pulled down the zipper. I lay down on my bed. I didn't get it. Why did he get me out of my tent before I woke up? Oh wait. I didn't return to my tent last night, I must have fallen asleep sitting against that rock, and Boromir found me, so he brought me back to camp. I guess I owe him and apology and a thank you. Shit! My diary's still lying near the river! I really need to get it before somebody else does.
After a while, somebody shouted something about breakfast, so I left the tent and sat down at the table, next to Legolas. I still need to tell him I can't do it anymore. I'll do that as soon as possible. We talked about all kinds of things, and then Estel mentioned dinner.
'What are we going to have for dinner?' He said, eyeing Endomiel.
'Well, we could have fish again.' she said, and I moaned. Not again. she glared at me. Is it a crime to hate fish or something? 'But I could also get some meat if you guys would rather have a barbecue.' Endomiel continued.
'I'd like that. Where are you going to get the meat?' Boromir asked.
'I could hunt deer or something.' Endomiel answered.
'I like deer meat.' Faramir licked his lips.
'Do you mean you'll have to kill a innocent deer?' Arwen said, big don't- kill-cute-animals eyes.
'Are you sure you're able to do that?' Legolas asked. Why wouldn't she?
'Why wouldn't I?' Endomiel said. Exactly what I would say.
'You're a girl.' Legolas answered. So? I'm a girl too! What's the problem?!
'And you're a boy. Right?' she asked him, and Legolas glared at her. This is just so funny!
'Maybe you'll chicken out at the last moment.'
'Why would I do that?'
'You're a girl.' Legolas said again. Okay, punching-urge coming up here.
'And your point is.'
'Someone should go with you to make sure we get something for dinner tonight.'
'Why don't you go if you think you're so though?'
'Fine with me.'
'Fine.'
'Fine.' Legolas said. Oh boy, if those two go off alone. I'll just pray that they won't kill eachother. After that the conversation died down, and we ate the rest of our breakfast pretty much in silence.
After breakfast I, well uhm. sort of uhm. dragged Legolas along with me into the forest to talk to him. I stopped walking shortly after entering the forest, took a deep breath and turned around.
'I can't do this anymore Legolas' I said.
'Do what?'
'You know. the whole I'm-with-you thing. I'm sorry.'
'It's okay.'
'Really?'
'Yeah, really. You've done enough, I think everything will be okay between me and Endomiel very soon.' Legolas said smiling. I couldn't help but feeling lousy. He would get Endomiel back, but I still wasn't even close to getting Éomer back.
'It's good to hear that' I whispered.
'I know. but they don't call it good news for nothing. but I still owe you. Is there anything I can do back?' Legolas asked. Éomer. I shook my head.
'No. Nothing that you can give me anyway.' I whispered. He studied my face for a while.
'Are you sure?' I nodded. 'You know, there is another good side to all this.' he went on.
'And what would that be?' I asked.
'I found a very good friend in a great person I misjudged the first time I met her' he said smiling at me.
'And who would that be?' I asked grinning.
'Don't push it. Let's get back to camp before they miss us.' Legolas said smiling. I started walking. 'Hey Elvea?'
'Yeah?'
'Thanks for telling me about Aman, because, well. the way you were telling about it. it was almost as if I was there. amazing.' he said, and I smiled. Some elves have the ability to show people things in their minds when they tell them things, and I am one of them. Basically because I am a Goddess. I have always had that ability.
'One day your path will lead you there, Legolas.'
'Do you think so? He asked, and I nodded. There are some things I just know for sure, and this was one of them. After that, we walked back to camp. Legolas and Endomiel started arguing again, and then they left off to "catch dinner". They walked off into the forest.
'I wonder if we'll get dinner tonight.' Boromir said.
'I wonder if they'll be back in time for dinner.' Faramir replied. My thoughts exactly. I started laughing. 'What's with you?' Faramir asked.
'Nothing.' I said, smiling innocently. 'Hey Boromir! Sorry about this morning.'
'What happened this morning?' Faramir asked his older brother.
'She got pissed because I found her sleeping near the river and brought her back to camp' Boromir answered.
'Right. hot temper, I'd say.' Faramir responded, trying to understand.
'I do NOT have a hot temper!' I shouted at him. Boromir and Faramir started laughing. What?!
I shook my head and walked towards the river, remembering the fact that my diary was still missing. I came to the rock I had leaned against, and thank Goddess my diary and pen were still there. I picked them up and walked away to put them in my tent. When I came out, Boromir was standing in front of my tent.
'Hey Elvea, how are your hands?' he asked me. I looked at the bandages around my hands.
'I don't know'
'Can I have another look at them?'
'Yes doctor'
'Hey!'
'What?' I said with one of my "I'm-all-sweet-and-innocent-smiles". He sighed and gave up. He took off the bandages, to find out my hands were fully healed.
'Wow, your hands heal pretty fast!' he said, while looking at my hands.
'I'm and Elf, remember? Elves heal fast'
'Oh right.' he whispered, then he sighed softly, still holding my hands. 'You have beautiful hands' he said after a while.
'Thank you, Boromir. Will you please let go of them now?' I responded, starting to get annoyed that he had been holding my hands over the last couple of minutes for no apparent reason.
'Oh right! Sorry.' he said, and his face flushed. What's that all about? He quickly let go of my hands, then he stood up and walked away. Okay. guys. *sigh*
I looked at my dress. It didn't look so great, but then again, I had been wearing it over a day, even slept in it. I decided to have a bath in the river and to put on a clean dress. I went into my tent to get a clean dress and a towel. After that I walked to the river, to a spot a little bit away from the camp, and certainly out of sight. I walked about ten minutes by the riverside before I found a good spot, and then I took off my clothes to have a bath. The water was not too cold, really a big relief. After about half an hour I came out of the water and started to get dressed again. I was about to put on my gown when I heard somebody approaching.
'Hey Elvea! Are you- Oh. My. God!' I heard a familiar voice say. I turned around and screamed. There I was, practically wearing nothing, in front of Éomer, and he just kept staring at me. I quickly grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me. Thank Goddess it's a big one.
'Éomer! What the Mordor are you doing here?!' I shouted. He snapped out of his. uhm. strange staring thing and started bragging.
'I uhm. you know. uhm. I uhm. well.' he started.
'Are you going to say something intelligent any time soon?' I interrupted him. Maybe it wasn't all that nice, but at least it worked.
'Well, you know, last Menelya. I promised Rían I'd look after you during camp, and since you just disappeared I came looking for you.'
'Oh right, the promise. I forgot.' I said. Éomer took a few steps in my direction.
'I do intend to keep my promises, you know.' he whispered as he looked into my eyes. He took another step, and before I knew it we were standing in front of eachother with a distance of about an inch between our bodies. My heart was, as usual when he's around, beating at a speed you wouldn't believe. We kept looking into eachothers eyes. This was one of those nice arguments with my conscience.
"Kiss him!"
No!
"Why not?"
Because.
"Just do it!"
What if he doesn't want me to?
"Yeah right!"
Hello! He could get sooooooooo wrong idea's if I kiss him!
"What do you mean?"
I'm really not wearing very much, remember?
"Right. kiss him anyway!"
All that time I kept looking into his eyes. He meant his words, and he really did care. But that third thing. it looked like love, but it was different. not in a bad way, but. well, I have no idea what it was. I ignored the voice in the back of my head. Éomer started to slowly take away what was left of the distance between us, or actually, our lips. And then I messed up everything. Again.
'I think I should get dressed' I whispered just before our lips met. That hurt him, I saw it. The whole "stop-him-only-a-second-before-the-kiss" thing, that is. Damn, speaking of bad timing. now it looked like I was just toying with him.
'Yeah, maybe you should.' he said, and he walked away. Way to go me! Now I've hurt him so much I'll never get things right again. I could run after him, but then again, leaving my clothes behind is really not that smart. I quickly put on my gown and ran after him, hoping to catch up with him before he got back to camp. But as usual when you have a bad day everything went wrong, and I didn't catch up with him.
When I got to the camp, Éomer was playing cards and talking with the other guys (and Arwen), and Endomiel and Legolas were still hunting for deer. Everybody seemed to be having fun, except me. I wanted to run off into the forest and never come out of it again, but Faramir had seen me, and made sure I didn't.
'Hey Elvea! Where are you going?' he shouted from the table.
'Into the forest' I answered.
'You just came out of it!'
'So?'
'It's really not smart to go off alone'
'I can take my sword, or my bow and quiver'
'That's not what I mean'
'Then what do you mean?'
'Somebody should go with you'
'I want to go alone'
'Faramir's right, it's not wise to go off alone' Estel joined in.
'Well then, who do you suggest should go with me?' I said, starting to get annoyed. Part of me wanted Éomer to go with me, but another part was screaming "NO!" I looked at Éomer, but as soon as our eyes met, he looked away. It hurt, but then again, I'd probably hurt him a whole lot more.
'I'll go with you' Boromir offered. 'If it's okay with you, that is' he added. I was still looking at Éomer, and our eyes met again. He seemed to be trying to tell me something. I looked away.
'I think I'll go alone' I said.
'We just told you it's not smart' Faramir said.
'I never said that I am'
'Come on Elvea, just one of us.' he went on. I sighed. He really wasn't going to give up, and I didn't want to stay here either.
'Then why don't you go with me' I said.
'Are you sure?' he asked.
'Do I have a choice?'
'Not really'
'Then come' I said and walked off, grabbing my bow and quiver. Faramir quickly followed, grabbing his sword. We walked off into the forest.
'What are you going to do anyway?' Faramir asked.
'Well, I WAS going to find a quiet place and think about stuff, but *someone* had to prevent that' I said annoyed, and it caused Faramir's face to flush.
'Oh. sorry.' he whispered. 'So what are you going to do now?'
'I don't know'
'You could talk to me.'
'Maybe.'
'Or maybe it's better if you'd talk to Éomer' he said, looking me straight in the eyes. How could he.? Oh wait, they're best friends.
'I have nothing to say to him' I said with a hoarse voice, tears welling up in my eyes.
'Why are you so cold about it? You're almost acting as if you don't care anymore.'
'Then maybe I don't'
'I don't believe that'
'Why not?'
'Because a) I see it in your eyes, b) I see the ways you two look at eachother and c) you kissed him three times yesterday'
'That was a game, you know that. Besides, I kissed your brother too, I'm not in love with him either'
'That kiss wasn't even nearly as long as your kisses with Éomer' he said. Damn, he's got a pretty good point there.
'But they didn't mean anything to him'
'I doubt that. You have no idea how bad he felt when you were with Legolas.'
'I don't think he felt that bad for losing me. He gave me several death- glares'
'He tried to drink himself to death with that liquor. We all saw he drank way more than we did'
'Then why won't he tell me all this himself?'
'Well maybe because he doesn't know how to express himself in front of you, but the main reason is probably because you didn't let him when he tried'
'I thought he was drunk and. you know. he could try again.'
'The way you treated him? I don't think he dares to try anymore'
'I just want him back.' I said softly, and the tears started running down my face. Faramir lent me his shoulder to cry on. I'm sure lucky with a bunch of friends like him.
'Let's go get lunch now, or they'll miss us' he said after a couple of minutes, and we walked back to camp.
'Hey Faramir! What did you two do?' Boromir shouted. Why does he always want to know everything?
'Not much' Faramir answered.
'Then how come your shoulder is wet?' Boromir went on. Some people really don't know when to stop.
'I uhm. well.' Faramir started, but he couldn't come up with something to cover for me.
'Well?' Boromir said grinning. Punching-urge again.
'Some things are best to be kept private, Boromir' Estel said. I shot him a thank-you look. Boromir decided to drop the subject.
I put my bow and quiver in my tent and got out again. The others had set the table, and we sat down with them to have lunch. I didn't say much during lunch, and did the dishes on my own. When I came back, Éomer sat on a log, trying to make a fire, and he was doing quite well even.
I yawned. Damn, how come I'm so tired? I really need to do something about that. Like taking a little nap. I went inside my tent and lay down on my bed, closing my eyes. I opened them again about an hour and a half later.
'Hey guys, listen up!' someone shouted. I popped my head out of the tent to see who it was. It was Endomiel. 'I have an announcement to make!' she went on.
'What? Are you and Legolas back together already?' Boromir joked, and got a death-glare in return.
'Not funny Boromir. What I was trying to say is that I, not Legolas but I, found the camp of the hobbits this morning, and invited them over for a party here tonight.' Endomiel responded. Was it really necessary to claim that so clearly for herself?
'Cool. I guess sending you two out actually had something good to it for us too, instead of only good for the two of you.' Boromir said, and got another very dangerous death glare. Although he does have a point.
I went back inside my tent. Party with the hobbits tonight could be quite fun. I lay down on my bed again and just started thinking. About the party, surprisingly. I wondered if I should change clothes for that. I decided not to do so and after about an hour I came out of the tent. I saw Éomer still sitting by the fire, and sat down next to him on the log. He got up and sat down at the table. I guess this is his way of saying: "you really hurt me this time, I don't want to talk to you". I picked up a stick and started poking the fire. I noticed a spot of burned grass near the fire. Where did that come from? Decided poking the fire may not be such a good idea, and threw the stick into the fire. I started staring at the fire. This sucks.
'Hey guys! Why don't we all go for a swim?' Faramir asked a little while later. Several nods and "Fine with me"-s came as a reply. We all went into our tents to change clothes. After that we walked over to the river. I walked a little behind the others, I wasn't feeling too well, and I was also pretty tired. Oh, I was also pretty sad that I'd probably never get Éomer back. So actually I didn't have a good reason to do so. Éomer walked next to me. Well, not really next to me, but a little bit behind the others as well. I wanted to say something to him, but I couldn't find the right words, so I just kept my mouth shut.
When we got to the riverside, Endomiel suddenly took a few steps back and started running, shouting: 'Bombs away!' Legolas, Arwen and I are elves and thus we were able to get away before she hit the water. The others weren't fast enough and got soaked by the huge amount of water that came from Endomiel's jump. Legolas started laughing, Arwen and Endomiel laughed, and I smiled. I don't show my emotions too much when I'm around other people. That's one of the things you learn as princes, although I've had a couple of very emotional moments in front of others. Hey, I can't be expected to be an Ice Queen/Princes/Goddess all the time, right?
Anyway, after the guys got soaked we all put our stuff underneath a tree, Legolas and Endomiel put their stuff in a tree. Some people.
We went into the water and started "swimming". In other words: we all went in and us girls had to make sure not to get drowned by the guys all the time. At some point, Boromir caught me from behind and managed to push me down. I just came back up smiling. I'll get him for that, don't you worry. I'm just smart enough to hide my true feelings and catch him by surprise. A little while later he got stuck in a little whirlpool, and when he got out of it, he got out of the water as well, taking some time to recover. I wonder where the whirlpool came from. it wasn't mine, but it sure would've made a good pay-back.
I left the water as well, being a little tired as usual and also slightly hungry. I sat down next to Boromir on my towel, and took some food from my bag, along with a can of Mountain dew. A brilliant plan crawled into my mind when I grabbed the can. I shook the can. And I shook it some more. and some more. and then I shook it some more. all that time Boromir was looking at the others, so he had no idea what I was doing. I shook it some more, then I pretended to be unable to open the can.
'Boromir, I think this thing's stuck. can you open it for me?' I asked innocently as I held the can in front of him.
'Yeah sure. Now watch how a real man handles this!' he answered, taking the can. I rolled my eyes. Guys. When he took it, I quickly backed away a little to safety. Boromir opened the can, screaming like a *girl* when he got the stuff all over him. 'Oh shit!' he shouted, drawing the attention of the others. I tried my best not to laugh, the others just laughed.
Endomiel, apparently already out of the water, noticed that some of the drink had managed to reach her stuff, and turned around to see who to blame.
'Boromir! You idiot! What did you do to my shirt!' she shouted at him. I surpressed a grin. Now this is what I call vengeance.
'I didn't do anything!' he replied.
'There's Mountain dew all over my shirt!'
'I didn't do it!'
'You're holding the can!'
'It's not mine! It's Elvea's!' he said, pointing at me.
'Oh sure! Blame me for your stupidity!' I said, pretending to be insulted.
'Don't you think it's a little childish to blame her for your stupidity?' Endomiel joined in.
'But she.' he started.
'Just clean up the mess will you? And next time, let a real man, or one of them.' she pointed at the other guys, 'open the can for you.' and climbed up the tree. Boromir turned to me.
'You did that on purpose, didn't you?' he said.
'I did what on purpose?' I asked innocently.
'Never mind' he answered and he turned around to clean up the mess. I noticed Legolas climbing up the tree, and a little while later I heard something that sounded like. well, they were probably making out or something. But why would they want to keep it a secret?
We continued swimming until about 19:00, and then we got back to camp to have dinner. I went inside my tent to put my gown back on. When I got out, dinner was ready. We sat down at the table. I sat down inbetween Boromir and Faramir. Thank Goddess we had meat for dinner in stead of fish today. I hate fish, I really do.
'Hand me the potatoes, will you, bitch.' Legolas said somewhere during dinner.
'Here you go, asshole.' Endomiel replied, handing him the potatoes. Don't tell me they're at it again.
'Thanks.' He said. Thanks? Okay. I ignored the rest of their quarreling and ate my dinner quietly. A little while after dinner we heard voices coming from the forest.
'I found them! I found the camp!' somebody shouted. 'It's over here guys!'
'We figured it was over there Merry' someone else said, and the hobbits walked into our camp.
'Hey guys!' Endomiel said as she jumped up and started walking over to the hobbits. 'Where are the others?'
'Sam and Rosie are delayed, and the dwarves are walking very slowly.' Frodo said. The Dwarves are coming too? I smell trouble. or the Dwarves just stink really bad.
'Aha. They are coming, aren't they?' Endomiel asked.
'Who? The dwarves? Yeah, of course.'
'Actually, I meant Sam and Rosie.'
'Oh, they said they'd show up a few minutes later, that's all.'
'Okay, cool. Well, this is our camp, feel free to take a look around, chairs are over there, fire's over there, river's over there, and most important, food's over there.' Endomiel said, pointing at everything she named. I silently prayed that the hobbits wouldn't eat all our food.
'Ah, food!' Pippin cheered. 'Our camp ran out of food this morning. all of us have been so hungry.' he said, almost drooling when he saw the food. There goes my hope.
'You ran out of food? Silly hobbits!' Endomiel said laughing. I don't know much about hobbits, but I do know they have a major appetite, so it was to be expected. Doesn't take away the fact that it's pretty silly indeed.
Merry and Pippin started trying the snacks, Frodo took some careful bites of the deer-beef the others had prepared and cut up into little pieces. Vebor brought a ghetto blaster and cd's out of his tent. Looks like someone was expecting to be partying all week. I don't mind though. After Vebor got the music done he got more of that liquor from his tent and opened the bottle. Just then the Dwarves arrived.
'Oh look, the smelly princes is here too!' Lar said. Okay, need to set some things straight here! First of all: I don't smell. Reason: Elves just don't smell, it's as simple as that. Furthermore: I never did anything to make those Dwarves hate me. It's my bloody mission to bring love/peace to the world, not hate.
'Who did you call smelly?' Éomer said.
'Well, I think it was pretty obvious that I'm talking about that Elvea- twit' Lar answered.
'Don't you mean you're the one that smells?' Éomer went on. Okay, what's he doing? I thought he didn't like me anymore, now he's defending me! Guys.
'Are you calling my girlfriend smelly?!' Gimli shouted.
'You're damn right I am!'
'Well let's take this from where we left off last time!' Gimli said, and got a punch in the face from Éomer right away. They started fighting, and for some reason Endomiel started a bitch-fight with Lar. More of a normal fight, actually. Éomer was pretty much winning, when Endomiel gave Lar a punch that made her loose her balance, and she fell against Éomer, who in his turn fell, and cut his leg to a rock. This is where the fight ended. Suddenly those miserable Dwarves just left. I walked over to Endomiel.
'Are you okay?' I asked.
'Just a few scratches, I'll be okay. Shouldn't someone take care of Éomer?' she replied. Suddenly nobody knew a thing about healing anymore, not even Boromir. Pretty damn weird since he took care of my hands yesterday/this morning. Anyway, nobody moved to help Éomer, so I walked over to him, getting the first-aid kit on my way to him.
'Can you stand?' I asked. He moaned something I couldn't quite figure, but it sounded like "what does it look like?!" I stretched out my hand and helped him get up. 'Lean on me' I said, and he put one arm around my shoulder to lean on me.
We walked over to the river, and sat down on a rock. His jeans were pretty much torn by the fight, so I cut of the part around the wound and put it away. I started washing the wound with water from the river. Good thing the water's clean, and the wound wasn't too deep, except it went across almost his entire lower leg. After the water I cleaned the wound with alcohol. Éomer didn't move a single muscle while I did that. I guess he's trying to be the tough guy. I took an elvish ointment from the kit and put it on the wound. Still no response. That's a miracle, 'cause that stuff really stings. I speak from experience. I put bandages around his leg.
'It should be fine in the morning' I said. We were now both standing, because it was best if Éomer tried to use his leg right away.
'Thanks'
'Do you have any other wounds?' I asked, and he showed me his arm. Several scratches and some small cuts. I took care of those wounds, and then I saw his cheek could use some help as well. Since I didn't have ice, I made a towel wet with the now cool water of the river, and held it against his cheek. Éomer's hand went up to take over from mine, and our hands met for a short moment. Then I drew my hand away. My heart was beating at super-speed again. What's wrong with that thing?!
'Your lip's bleeding' I whispered, taking a wet piece of cloth up to his under lip. As soon as it touched his lip he shivered. 'Sorry' I whispered, looking in his eyes.
'It's okay' he whispered back.
'I didn't mean to-'
'I know'
'But I should do something about it'
'Yeah, maybe you should'
'I guess I should' I whispered. All the time we were whispering our heads had moved closer to eachother, and now there was hardly any distance left.
'Are you still going to do something about it?' Éomer asked softly.
'Yeah, I was about t-' I started, but I ran out of space between our lips. In other words: we kissed. And it even healed his lip! Éomer dropped the towel and wrapped his arms around my waist. One of his hands went through my hair again. I really need to ask him why he does that. But not now, kissing goes first =P. After a while I drew back. Then I realized it had all been a set-up. I slapped him across the face. Yes, I slapped the cheek I had taken care of a couple of minutes ago. Hey, when I have a Drama Queen's moment, I do it right.
'What did you do that for?' he asked.
'You tricked me'
'I didn't-'
'Save your lame excuses for some other girl, I'm really not that gullible'
'But I didn't-'
'Just shut up. I hate liars, I really do. Good night.' I said, and walked back to camp. Then I cursed myself. When I thought it couldn't be worse than this morning, I was wrong. I really screwed up this time.
When I got back to camp, the party was going quite well already. Sam and Rosie were making out, so were Estel and Arwen, Legolas and Endomiel looked as if they were about to do the same thing. the others were drinking, laughing. they were all having fun. I was having fun a couple of minutes ago too. why do I always screw things up like that? Damn, even Pippin had a girlfriend now. Or he and Diamond were just too drunk to care.
Either way, they were making out too. It's not fair! I sat down with Frodo, Merry, Boromir, Faramir and Vebor. Vebor handed me a bottle and I gladly took a swig. And another one. and some more. and after a while I saw Éomer and his twin brother join us. I didn't know he had one. Hey, that's funny! All the guys have a twin brother! Now where did they come from all of a sudden? Aw man! They'll probably want to drink too. less alcohol for me. Hey wait a sec! There are twice as much bottles! Woohoo! I took some more. and suddenly it was four in the morning and we all went to our tents, the hobbits were sleeping in the grass. They have twin brothers/sisters too! There's gonna be a whole lot of new students when we get back to school.!
I managed to reach my tent and collapsed onto my bed. I lay there for an hour, until I sobered up a little. That's when I started writing this. But now I'm gonna quit since my head hurts.
Kisses, Elvea.
E/N: Actually more of a mental note. kill whoever came up with the invention of misery. Oh and please review peeps, I live for those things!!! Thank you.