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Disclaimer: I think you get the point by now, they're not mine. unfortunately. Only Elvea and my teddy bear. (So I have one, is that a crime?)
Summary: Blabla. yaddayadda. Did you really expect one? Too bad.
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Day eleven, the 17th of Halimath, 1384 (Shire Reckoning)
Aldúldya, the 38th of Yávie (Iavas), 2984 T.A. (Calendar of Imladris)
Dear diary,
Sorry for not writing yesterday, but I have a really good reason. I was too damn drunk (again, but this time even worse) and this morning I had a major headache. Blasted hangover. I always thought Elves couldn't get one. apparently they can.
Today I found out the cause of my weariness. I'm really not too happy about it though, since I don't know what to do about it. I'll just tell.
As I said before, this morning I woke up with a major hangover, trying to remember what happened last night. Mordor, I didn't even remember the day. As I was lying in my bed, memories slowly started to return. Soon I remembered why I had been drinking so much. Éomer had ignored me practically the entire day, and I felt so lousy about that, that I tried drinking myself to death. Of course it didn't work, since Elves are immortal. Sometimes immortality can be a real curse. No really, it's true!
I got out of bed and got dressed. I put on a nice wide and comfortable dark green gown with short sleeves. I won't describe the details because this is my diary and not my personal fashion-report. I looked around the tent. Arwen and Endomiel weren't in there, so they were probably helping prepare breakfast. I left the tent and looked around the camp. Estel and Arwen were busy setting the table, Legolas and Endomiel were arguing, Boromir and Faramir were preparing breakfast, Éomer and Vebor were playing cards near the campfire and I was standing in front of my tent watching them. Hey, that's a really nice summary!
'Hey Elvea! Finally decided to get out of your bed?' Boromir shouted when he noticed me. Did he really have to shout like that? My poor head.
'Do you have a problem with that?' I responded.
'Uhm. yes?'
'Get a shrink!' I said and shook my head. I walked over to Estel.
'Hey Estel, do you happen to know where the aspirins are?' I asked.
'In the first-aid kit, of course' he answered, placing the bread that Faramir handed him on the table.
'Thanks' I answered and started walking away. Then I turned back. 'Where's the first-aid kit again?' Estel sighed.
'Faramir, can you bring us the first-aid kit?' he asked.
'Yeah sure' Faramir answered and went to get the kit. He came back with it and I almost snatched the thing from his hands. Need aspirin. I got one out of the kit and took it with the water Arwen handed me. I felt better right away. Bless whoever invented aspirin. After I took the aspirin we sat down for breakfast. Man, I just realized I have great timing (to wake up anyway)!
'Hey guys! When is Mr. Poncy going to arrive?' I asked.
'Mr. Poncy?' Estel asked.
'Elf-git, you know, Glorfindel' I explained.
'Around 10:30 am' Vebor answered.
'What time is it now?' I went on.
'9:45' Éomer said. He spoke to me! I can't believe he actually said something to me! Woohoo!
We finished our breakfasts and cleaned up camp. We packed all our stuff together and saddled our horses. That about summarizes the 45 minutes that followed. Glorfindel arrived at 10:30 sharp. He's probably trying to be perfect in every possible way. Stupid Mr. Poncy. His return made the tired feeling of the last couple of days grow stronger. Yep, it was his spell all right. We all mounted our horses. I wondered who was going to remove the tents, but I didn't get much time to wonder because we rode off quickly. Glorfindel mentioned something about "making it back in time for lunch" or something like that anyway.
Alka must have missed Imladris, because she was trying to rush off at an incredible speed. I really had to hold her back or she would've left the others way behind her in seconds. Alka's longing for home caused me to be riding next to Glorfindel, since he was first in line. Just great, riding next to Elf-git all the way back to school, with the tired feeling getting worse by the second. Éomer rode right behind me, followed by Faramir, and then the others. Last in line were Endomiel and Legolas. Gee, I wonder why. In the meantime the tired feeling continued to grow stronger. It was somewhere halfway that I could hardly keep my eyes open.
'Are you okay?' somebody asked me. As I turned around to see whom it was the reins slipped from my hands, I lost my balance and everything went black in front of my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a bed somewhere. My head was spinning and felt heavy, and my throat hurt like Mordor for some reason. I looked around. I knew this place. don't tell me, Rían's department, right?
'Finally! You're awake!' Rían said as she walked in.
'What happened?' I asked.
'You fainted and fell off your horse. Glorfindel brought you here the fastest he could along with that nice boy that was with you last week, what's his name again?' she answered. I fell off? Blasted sidesaddle.
'Éomer' I whispered. Wait a minute! 'I fainted before I fell?' I asked.
'According to what Glorfindel told me you did. You should thank him when you get the chance' Thank him? I don't think so! He's the one that caused this!
'So what's the matter with me?' I asked, changing subject from Elf-git to something more important.
'I'm not really sure. If you were human, I'd say Pfeiffer, but you're an Elf, and normally Elves don't get sick. And they certainly don't suffer from some disease like that'
'But if it's not that, what is it?'
'I think I know, but first I need to ask you a couple of questions'
'Go ahead' I whispered, then I coughed. Rían handed me some water.
'How long has this been going on?'
'About two weeks' I answered, and drank some of the water.
'I need you to be very honest with me on this one: did you have sex with someone in the period before those two weeks?' Rían asked as I took some more water. I spat it out as soon as she asked the question. No way! Not in my entire 1600 years on Arda! We Elves aren't that easy on just doing it, certainly not before married. I'm a princess, if I'd even think of doing something like that, my parents would kill me! Besides, as a princess I have my honor, you know.
'No. no, I didn't' I whispered.
'Well, in that I have good and bad news for you. First of all, you are not pregnant. I take it that's the better news for you. But the second thing, well.'
'What are you waiting for? Tell me' I whispered. Like I didn't know I wasn't pregnant. I couldn't be. It's biologically impossible.
'You are suffering from a rare elvish disease, with similar effects as the human form Pfeiffer. The elvish form is just not contagious and has several other differences; it's more severe for instance. It's one of the few diseases Elves can suffer from, and this is probably the rarest one of all' Rían started. This is great, just great. Of all diseases Glorfindel had to pick the rarest one to diss me. 'There is no real cure for it, except for resting as much as possible and wait for it to wear off' she continued. No cure? Crap!
'So I have to stay here?'
'Oh no, you can get back to your friends as soon as you feel well enough to get up. As soon as you feel too tired you can take a rest in your room though. I will inform the principal and the teachers about this, and if you want you can leave right now' Rían said, and then she left the room. I noticed that my bag wasn't in the room, so they had probably brought it back to my own room. But where was Alka?
Carefully I got out of bed and slowly walked out of the room. I was still a bit dizzy, but the tired feeling was gone for the moment. I walked to the stables behind the school. Alka stood in her stall, so they must have brought her back somehow. I let out a sigh of relief and then I walked to my room. Éowyn was sitting on her bed, reading a book. She looked up as I walked in.
'Hey Elvea! Are you all right? Éomer told me what happened!' she said.
'Yeah, I'm fine. It's not that bad really' I answered and sat down on my own bed. Okay, so it was incredibly bad, no need to get her all worried about me.
'It's good to hear that. Hey, did they tell you about the dance yet?'
'What dance?'
'There's a dance tomorrow, for us freshmen. You know, to end the week with a party'
'Sounds really nice'
'Yeah. You know the best part?'
'No, tell me'
'The guys have to ask the girls out'
'Well, that *is* of course the main reason for their existence. hey, have you been asked yet?' I asked.
'I'm going with Faramir' she said smiling. I could be mistaking, but was that a blush?
'Good for you' I whispered. Of course I wanted Éomer to ask me, but well, the chance for something like that to happen was practically zero.
'Oh! I just remembered a letter came for you a little while ago, it's on your bedside cabinet'
'Thanks Éowyn. I'll go read it now, if you don't mind'
'Of course I don't!'
I picked up the letter. I know that seal! It's from Tara! I quickly opened the envelope and took out the letter. It was pretty long, how was I doing, how Tara had been doing, some other stuff, a whole lot of things I'm not going to mention in here because she wants me too keep it secret. you know, a typical letter of a best friend. After I finished reading I wrote her a letter back, and left the room to get it delivered as soon as possible. I walked to the mailbox and threw in my letter.
As I was walking back to my room, I passed the staff section. I knew pretty well where Glorfindel's office was. Time to give him a piece of my mind. He can't give me detention now anyway. I walked to his office and knocked on the door.
'Come in' he said, and I entered the office. 'Ah Elvea, good to see you. How are you?'
'Like you don't know'
'Is something wrong?' he asked, with this I'm-all-innocent look all over his face. Innocent? Yeah right!
'You know damn well what's wrong! You're the one that made me ill!'
'What are you talking about?'
'That spell you cast to get me sick!'
'I didn't put a spell on you'
'Shut up you-' and here I leave off, since the names that followed really don't suit a princess and thus I shouldn't put them in my diary. Let's just say it was some really nasty swearing. Surprisingly my voice had returned so I was capable of a good deal of shouting before several other teachers walked in to see what's wrong. They managed to calm me down (after being shouted at as well) and they put me down in a chair. Elrond started giving me this huge lecture on how I shouldn't accuse my teachers of all the misery in the world and such, oh and that I shouldn't be shouting at Glorfindel since he was nice enough to get me to Rían.
'.so you should be thankful' he ended his lecture. Anger started boiling up again. Trust me, it takes a whole lot of things to get the peace-loving Goddess of all Good angry, and when I do get angry. well it's probably safer to face a whole army of angry Balrogs on your own than facing one angry me with an army behind you to cover your back.
'It's okay Elrond, really' Glorfindel said, 'It's not her fault, she's ill, she doesn't mean it, she's just confused'
'I DO mean my words and I'm NOT confused!' I shouted.
'Now listen up, young lady-' Elrond started another lecture.
'Shut up! I don't have to listen to you, you know! You're all subjects to me anyway!' I said, folding my arms, seriously annoyed that he was trying to know better when he doesn't. I'm an almighty Goddess, trust me, I always know best!
'Drop that attitude, young la-' Elrond started again, but Glorfindel interrupted him.
'Never mind Elrond, she's not feeling too well. The last thing you need is a bunch of teachers bothering you' he said. The other teachers were satisfied with Glorfindel's words and left the room. Glorfindel smiled at me. 'Are you going to apologize now that the other teachers are gone?' he asked.
'I don't think so' I answered.
'Well you did fall for me' he said in an attempt to be funny. Fall for him? As if!
'I fell because of you, not for you. I'd never fall for some creep like you' I said sending him a death-glare, and left. I walked to the mess to get something to drink from the vending machine. I just opened my can of Mountain dew (I love that stuff!) when Boromir walked over to me.
'Hey Elvea! Is everything okay again?' he asked.
'Uh yeah, pretty much, I guess'
'That's wonderful! Listen, I was wondering if you'd uhm. you know, if you'd want to be my date for the dance tomorrow' he said. Boromir my date? I was actually hoping that Éomer would ask me, but that was probably never going to happen. And Boromir's a nice guy and a good friend, so why not?
'Yeah sure, I'll be your date' I said. Boromir started beaming. Why was he so incredibly happy? I know it's nice to have a date, but still. Right after I agreed to go with him, Endomiel and Éomer showed up.
'Hey Elvea! Éomer has something to ask you!' Endomiel said.
'I do?' Éomer asked.
'Yeah, you idiot! You do!' Endomiel said, elbowing Éomer.
'Oh right! Uhm, Elvea. doyouwanttobemydateforthedancetomorrow?' he said. I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!!! It's a conspiracy! It just has to be! And it's all Glorfindel's fault. Why? I just hate him and I need to blame someone, that's why!
'I'm sorry Éomer, but Boromir just asked me. Maybe next time' I answered. I really wanted to drop dead right there, but I'm an Elf, blabla. I told you immortality can be a curse!
Éomer shot Boromir a death-glare and then he just walked away, dragging Endomiel with him. I watched them as they argued their way out of the mess, then I turned to Boromir. At least, I wanted to do that, but he was gone. Now where did he go? Guys.
I looked around the mess. Boromir was sitting at a table next to Faramir. I walked over to them and sat down next to Boromir.
'Hey guys' I said. They both said "Hi Elvea" to me.
'So Boromir told me you're going to the dance with him' Faramir said.
'Yeah, I am. Why are you asking?' I answered, and took a sip from my drink.
'Just checking.' Faramir said with a grin.
'Watch it, little one, or I'll tell Éowyn how you feel about her!' Boromir said with a threat. Faramir's face turned to a very deep red. Now this is interesting.
'Well if you do that I'll tell Elvea-' Faramir started, but stopped when he saw Boromir's death-glare.
'Tell me what?' I said, thinking outloud. Boromir's face flushed.
'Uhm. nothing.' he answered. Nothing? His face turned tomato-red for no reason at all?
'Are you sure?' I went on.
'Uh, yeah. hey! I just remembered I still have to get a tux, so bye!' Boromir said in a sudden hurry, and before Faramir or I could say anything else he stormed out of the mess. I turned to Faramir.
'What was that all about?' I asked.
'Uhm, I need to get myself a tux as well, see you later!' Faramir said, and stormed away after his brother. What the Mordor are they trying to hide? Guys.
I finished my drink and went to my room to pick out a gown for the dance. Endomiel was already there, going through her stuff, probably looking for something to wear as well. I opened the closet next to my bed. There hung at least twenty different gowns in it; all of them were mine. I took a good look at all of them, but I couldn't find a single one that was right for the dance.
'Oh man! I have nothing to wear!' I moaned.
'For what?' Endomiel asked.
'The dance tomorrow' I answered. Endomiel walked over and took a look in the closet.
'You've got nothing to wear? *I* have nothing to wear!' she said, sort of annoyed.
'Well you can borrow one of my gowns if you want to' I offered.
'No thank you' she said coldly.
'Is there a problem?'
'Yes, there is a problem. A certain spoilt stuck-up High-elven princess with an "I'm-so-great-and-mighty-and-nice-and-wonderful" attitude is my problem!' she spat out the words. Ouch.
'What have I done wrong to you that I'm your problem?' I asked calmly.
'Like you don't know! You stole my boyfriend, that's what you did! Oh, and the best part: the next day you're going all Sarah Slut over him, continuously making out in front of my eyes with him, and doing things I don't even want to know when you two were alone! But let me tell you something! You never meant anything to him! He never even loved you! He just used you to make me jealous!' she shouted at me.
In any other situation, about any other guy than Legolas, those words would've hurt me. But not in this case. I started laughing, I couldn't help it.
'Is that what this is all about? That thing with Legolas?' I asked, still laughing. Endomiel didn't answer. 'It never meant anything to me either. It was an agreement. I would help him get you back, and-'
'What did you get?' I didn't answer. 'You got nothing, except for a couple of meaningless kisses.'
'I got a friend for it. And we never really kissed, it was all fake, like you said yourself.'
'And how about when Boromir caught you two?'
'We heard him coming. We didn't want to risk it being you, so we started faking again, and then he showed up'
'You know what I think? You just did it to get back at Éomer. I really don't understand what he sees in you. First you keep him on a leash, then you give him what he wants, just to break up with him again and watch him die on the inside, in the meantime continuing to toy with his mind! But you know what was really disgusting? To go to the prom with one of his best friends, when you knew he was going to ask you! I know you like him, why do you keep hurting him like that?!'
'I'm toying with his mind? Yeah sure. He's the one who ended it, or didn't he tell you that? I never wanted to hurt him, and I really don't enjoy seeing people in pain' I said, taking a deep breath before I continued. Well it's true what I say. Of course I don't like to see people suffer, I'm the bloody Goddess of all Good! 'And I didn't know he was going to ask me. I wish I would've known, then I would've waited. But to be honest, I didn't think he would, seeing how he ignored me the last couple of days.'
'It served you right that he did. But you should've seen how he reacted this morning when you fainted. He was all like "is she going to be okay" and "oh my god, not Elvea" and "I'm not letting you go alone with her Glorfindel, I'm coming with you!" and let's not forget "I'm not going to let her die, I can't bear to live without her around me!" It took Glorfindel quite a while before he made it clear to Éomer that you were going to be fine. And still he went with you to Rían. But seeing how you treat him, I don't think you deserve him, at all' Endomiel said. Okay, that hurts. Ouch.
'Then why are you saying it as if you want us back together?' I asked.
'He's still a friend, and I don't want a friend to be unhappy, even if that means YOU being the girlfriend'
I fell silent, not knowing what to say. And I hate to admit it, but she's right at some points. Maybe he really is too good for me. and I've been an incredibly stupid idiot for treating him like that. how did we end up from talking about dresses into an argument about Éomer anyway?
After a while I found some words again.
'Go ahead and hate me. See if I care. I only tried to help you and Legolas you know. You could be thankful, if I wouldn't have helped it may have taken a lot longer. But we'll never know that. And you're right that I hurt Éomer with it, but I never had the intention to do that. And maybe one day when we're together again, IF we're together again, you'll see that it's true, and that I really do love him. In the meantime go ahead and hate me, I really couldn't care less' I said, and walked out of the room. I meant my words, I mostly do, but this time I couldn't help feeling as if I'd lost.
I walked out of the building, not really going anywhere. Arwen was sitting on the lawn with Éowyn and Rosie. I sat down with them.
'Hey Elvea!' they all said, at the same time. We started laughing, and after a while I managed to get "Hi" out of my mouth in-between laughs.
'Do you all have dates for the dance tomorrow?' I asked when we stopped laughing.
'I'm going there with Estel' Arwen beamed. Well that was to be expected.
'And of course I'm going with Sam' Rosie answered. Oh right, they're together.
'Well you already knew Faramir's taking me' Éowyn said. 'Do you have a date yet?'
'Yeah, I do'
'Well, who is it?!' Arwen said curiously.
'Boromir' I answered. I got blank stares. And they also just blinked once. What?
'You're going with Boromir?' Rosie said after a while.
'Uh yeah, that's pretty much what I just told you, what about it?'
'Oh, nothing really. it's just that we thought that. never mind' Arwen said. Right.
'Did you pick something to wear yet?' Éowyn asked.
'Not really, no. Actually I was thinking of going downtown and buy myself a dress' I answered.
'Me too. hey! Why don't we go together! You know, all the girls of our room, it'll be fun!' Éowyn said.
'That is so cool! I'll go get Endomiel and Elanor, you go to the stables and wait for us there, okay?' Arwen said, and she rushed off. Éowyn, Rosie and I walked to the stables and saddled our horses. Pony in Rosie's case.
'Wow, you ride sidesaddle!' Rosie exclaimed.
'Uh, yeah. but it's no big deal really' I answered.
'I wish I could ride like that.' she sighed.
'Maybe you could ask Glorfindel to show you how to do it. I'm sure she- I mean HE doesn't mind' I said grinning, and we started laughing. Is it very obvious that I hate him? Anyway, at that point Arwen and Endomiel walked in.
'What's so funny?' Arwen asked.
'Glorf. Glorfindel on a. on a SIDESADDLE!' I said in-between laughs, and we started laughing even louder. Arwen and Endomiel gave us some odd looks.
'I don't get it.' Arwen said. We stopped laughing, but didn't explain. Jokes aren't funny if you need to explain them.
'Uh, never mind. By the way, where's Elanor?' I said.
'We couldn't find her' Endomiel said coldly. Yeah, same to you too.
We mounted our horses and rode to the village nearby. This was where most of the teachers lived, and where all the shops were. We rode to the mall and tied our horses to a lantern. We walked into this store that sold gowns for special occasions. If we won't find what we're looking for in here, I don't know where we will.
We started trying on all kinds of gowns. Long ones, short ones, low cuts, high necks, sleeveless, with straps, splits. and of course we checked eachother's looks and told what we thought of it. And then I saw one I absolutely adored. It was black, falling to the ground, following the lines of my body perfectly. On the right side it had a high split. It was cut low and had straps, and a very low back. On the dress was a pattern of sown on mallorn leaves, made of glittering gold. I took a look in the mirror, and then I came out of the change-booth.
'Dear Eru.' Arwen whispered when she saw me.
'What? Is it bad?' I asked, not sure if the reaction was positive or negative.
'No, it's beautiful. Éomer is so gonna stare his eyes out when he sees you.' Éowyn answered.
'I'm not going to the dance with Éomer'
'Doesn't mean he can't stare his eyes out' Rosie chuckled.
'So you think I should buy it?'
'You'd be pretty stupid if you didn't' Endomiel said. Wow, she wasn't even bitchy this time!
I went up to the cash register and paid for the dress. I am so glad my parents are rich right now, because it cost me a fortune. But then again, it was absolutely gorgeous. I sat down in a chair and watched the others pick out dresses. Endomiel was the only one of us to pick a simple one. She had a simple red one, with long sleeves, reaching to the ground.
'Endy, why that one? There are so much nicer dresses' Arwen asked her.
'Well, I don't have a date or anything, so I don't see why I should buy an expensive one' she answered. Good point.
'Aww, poor Endy.' Rosie said.
'No, it's okay, I don't mind.' she said smiling. You're smiling because you don't have a date? Okay.
After we all had a gown we went to buy some additional things like corsages, matching necklaces etc. That's when I remembered something.
'Hey guys! I need your opinion on this' I said.
'With what?' Éowyn asked.
'Well, it's this thing. as a princess I'm supposed to wear either my crown or tiara to a dance, no matter what kind. So I'm also supposed to wear one tomorrow. but wouldn't that be like I just want attention or something?' I asked.
'Uhm. I don't know. If it's what you're supposed to do, just do it. We won't mind, and I'm sure nobody else will make a problem of it' Arwen answered.
'Okay, thanks'
'Hey! Do all the royal Elves have to wear a crown or tiara to dances and parties?' Endomiel asked.
'Yeah, why?'
'She'd like to see Legolas wear a tiara' Rosie chuckled and we started laughing.
'Just one more thing.' I asked after a while.
'What is it?' Éowyn responded.
'Can anyone help me pick the one that goes best with my gown?' I asked. Blank stares.
'You actually have more than one?' Endomiel finally asked. Yes, I do. Is that so strange?
'Uh yeah, I do, why?'
'What the Mordor is the use of more than one crown and tiara?!'
'I don't know. my parents thought it was necessary to give me one every fifty years.'
'And how old are you again?' Éowyn asked.
'1600.'
'You have 32 tiara's?!'
'I guess so.'
'Man, I wish I was a princess.' Rosie sighed.
'It's not always that great being a princess you know. Tiara's don't give you happiness. they just look nice. It can really suck being of royal blood sometimes' I said softly, looking down.
I thought of all the things I wasn't allowed to do back home because I might get hurt, I thought of all the times I went outside and had a chaperone to come with me, just so I wouldn't do anything dishonorable. and of the overdose of etiquette there seemed to be.
'Yeah, I bet it really sucks getting everything you want right away when you ask for it' Endomiel said coldly.
'That's not true. I really don't get everything I want just by asking for it. If that was true, then. then I'd be going to the dance with Éomer tomorrow in stead of Boromir!' I said almost shouting. And then my legs just seemed to be made of wax and I fell, I was so tired. I just wanted to sleep.
'Are you okay?' somebody asked. I opened my eyes. I was lying on the floor in a shop, and my roommates were standing around me with worried looks on their faces. I sat up straight.
'I guess so. what happened?' I said.
'You fainted again, just like this morning' Arwen said. I stood up and took a deep breath.
'Are you sure you're fine?' Éowyn asked.
'Well.' I started.
'Hey, we're your friends. we want to help you, but if we don't know what's going on, it's pretty much impossible.' Arwen said.
'I guess you're right.' I whispered, taking another deep breath. 'I have some rare elvish form of Pfeiffer, more severe than the human form, and there is no medication for it, so I just have to wait 'til it wears off.'
'Damn, that sucks.' Rosie said.
'Hey, if you need anything, we'll be there to help, okay?' Arwen said.
'Thanks Arwen, and well, all of you. but I don't think it will be necessary. it's not that bad.'
'You fainted twice in one day' Endomiel pointed out.
'It could be worse.'
'Anyway, if you need help, you know where to find us' Éowyn said.
After that we went to get something to eat in a nearby cafeteria, and then we went back to the campus. I went to the mess and got some water. I still wasn't feeling very well, but then again, I was ill. I went outside again. The hobbits were sitting on the lawn, eating something that looked like mushrooms. There wasn't anyone else outside I knew, and I didn't take the time to get to know them yet, so I sat with them.
'Hi Elvea! Are you okay? You look a little pale' Frodo said.
'I'm okay, just a bit tired, really' I answered.
'You know, you can have some mushrooms. they make you feel better' Pippin offered.
'No Pip, they make YOU feel better because they fill your stomach' Merry pointed out to him.
'Well maybe they work for her too!' Pippin said insulted.
'Don't mind Pippin, all he thinks of is food' Frodo whispered.
'I heard that!' Pippin responded.
'But Frodo does have a point.' Merry laughed.
'Hey!' Pippin shouted.
'Don't worry Pippin, the less mushrooms I eat, the more for you' I said. Pippin cheered and started eating three mushrooms at the same time.
'I like her!' he said with full mouth, nodding in my direction. I started laughing; those hobbits are so adorably cute and funny! 'What?' Pippin asked. I stopped laughing.
'Never mind' I said. 'Hey, do you guys have dates for the party yet?'
'I do! I do! I'm going with Diamond!' Pippin beamed.
'You're not the only one with a date Pip! I have a date too!' Merry said.
'You do? Who's the lucky girl?' Frodo asked.
'Estella Bolger, you know, that girl in F:d.' Merry blushed.
'And how about you Frodo?' I asked.
'I'm going with Rosa Bridger, she's in F:d too.' he answered.
'Rosa Bridger? THE Rosa Bridger? The one from Bywater?' Merry asked. Frodo nodded. 'Way to go Frodo!' Merry said 'That's one of the most popular hobbits in the Shire' Merry explained to me.
'I see. have fun!' I said, and got up.
'Leaving so soon?' Pippin asked.
'Uh, yeah. I think I'm going to take a little rest. I had a lot of fun, so I guess I'll see you guys around.' I said.
'See ya!' the hobbits responded, and then I walked to my room.
When I got there I nearly collapsed onto my bed, I was so freakin' tired. and also kind of hungry, but that was logical, because I hadn't been eating really much over the last two weeks. I closed my eyes and drifted away into a world of dreams. I guess I don't need to tell you that they were all about Éomer, 'cause well, I really miss him and he's pretty much all I think about.
It was somewhere around dinner when I woke up again. Back into the real world. in the miserable world where Éomer and I aren't together. it's not fair! Just because of some silly necklace. okay, okay. and me screwing up all of my other chances. anyway, as I was saying, I woke up around dinnertime. There was nobody in the room but me. I got out of bed and took a look in the mirror. Frodo and the others were right, I was pretty pale and I didn't look very healthy. I brushed my hair, and put on some make-up, just to make myself look a little healthier.
Normally I don't wear make-up, but I didn't want everybody to go all worried about me again. I don't believe in make-up, I mean, how can some odd colors like green and purple on your face make you look better? You're probably wondering where I got the make-up if I normally don't use it. well, that's what I have magic for.
And why I didn't heal myself, just like when I fell last week? Simple. There are certain rules in magic, rules even I can't break. To undo a spell, you need to know which one was cast, and I had no idea which one Glorfindel had used.
I wondered when he had done it anyway. Probably the first day, after I had gone to bed, or I would've noticed it. That must be it, 'cause the next day it had started. Leaves the question why. I checked the mirror again, and decided that I looked well enough to go out of my room and have dinner.
I walked into the mess. Boromir, Estel, Faramir, Arwen, Éowyn and the rest of the group sat together at a table. They waved at me, so I walked ver to them and sat down.
'Hey Elvea! Are you okay?' it came from everywhere at the table. AARG!!! It's getting annoying now!
'Listen, I really appreciate all your concern, but PLEASE stop asking me if I'm fine, and yes, I am. Thank you' I said a little annoyed. They all looked at me surprised, and then several "sorry"-s and "okay"-s followed.
'Elvea, aren't you hungry?' Boromir asked. Well isn't that mainly why people come to the mess?
'Yeah, I'm going to get something to eat now, so I'll be right back.' I answered.
'No, you're ill, don't tire yourself more than necessary, let me get you something' Boromir said, and stood up to do it.
'Why so nice, Boromir?' You're never that helpful around other girls' Éomer said coldly. All faces turned to him. He was sending Boromir some really foul looks, oh and some death-glares too.
'Got a problem with that, Éomer?' Boromir said, returning the cold voice, foul looks and death-glares.
'Yes I do. I see what you're trying to do, and it's disgusting!' Éomer answered, voice even more cold than before. I think I missed something here. Boromir's getting me dinner and it's disgusting?
'And what would the disgusting thing be?' I swear, sword-clashes went with their words.
'You're using her sickness to win her favor' WTF?! What the Mordor is this all about?!
'You know that it's not true! I'm being helpful, unlike *some* people!'
'Oh yeah? I've seen the way you look at her. You want her, want to-' Éomer started, but Boromir interrupted him. Want to do what? Never mind, I don't think I want to know.
'You filthy liar! You're just jealous because she's going to the dance with me and not with you!' Boromir shouted.
'I don't blame you for wanting her you know, look at her! Besides, you're not the only guy who would love to be alone with her and have a night of fun. I've heard some seniors talking about her, and it's-' Okay, I really don't want to know what's next.
'Not the only guy? Are you referring to yourself, Éomer?'
'You don't love her, you're just trying to use her! You're disgusting!'
'I may be disgusting, but you're avoiding the question'
'You want me to answer it? Fine. I love her. There, I said it. She's all I freakin' think about. There's not a single moment of the day she's not on my mind. She's even in my dreams, she's everywhere! I love everything about her, but you? You obviously just want something else than her love.' Éomer said, almost spitting out the words.
'I don't love her? What would you know about it? Why are you jealous anyway? You ended it yourself, right?'
'I did, but-'
'And why? Didn't she give you what you wanted right away? Maybe you're the one who just wants the fun, but when she didn't give it to you, you dumped her. Really sweat and really a good way of showing her your love!'
'That's not why we-'
'So if she didn't give it to you, why do you still want her? I'll tell you why. You're just to proud to see her love someone else!'
'Oh yeah? Well why don't we just solve this outside!'
'Yeah! Let's take this outside!'
'STOP IT, BOTH OF YOU!!!' I shouted. Seeing those two argue over me like that made me feel terrible. And they didn't intend to, but their words were hurting me as well. Both of their faces turned to me.
'Hey Boromir, why don't we ask her who she likes most? She knows better than a braindead asshole like you' Éomer said. I thought I just said "stop it" but it could be me though.
'Yeah Elvea, which one of us do you like most?' Boromir asked. Okay, seriously pissed now.
'Who I like most? Look at yourselves with your immature behavior! To be honest, right now you both disgust me!' I said.
'Elvea.' Boromir started.
'SHUT UP!' I interrupted him. 'I wasn't finished yet. I just heard the most disgusting things I've ever heard coming from your mouths, some things I really didn't want to know, and now you're asking me which one of you I LIKE?! You don't just disgust me, you make me sick! I'd rather date Glorfindel than one of you two right now!' I shouted. Trust me, if I'd rather date Glorfindel, it's bad. I started to walk away but Éomer grabbed my wrist.
'I'm sorry if-' he started.
'You're sorry?' I interrupted. 'You're not getting away that easily. You can't just say sorry and expect everything to be okay again. You two tried to hurt eachother and succeeded, but as a bonus you hurt me even more!'
'Then what do you want us to do to make it up to you?' Éomer asked, big blue puppy-eyes. Funny, they didn't work on me, and believe me, if the Goddess of Good is so angry even puppy-eyes don't work anymore. you're in deep shit.
'Apologize to eachother first. Talk things out, tell what's on your mind WITHOUT fighting, and apologize again. Perhaps you could apologize to everyone in here as well for disturbing their dinner. When you're done doing that, you can come and apologize to me. And maybe, MAYBE then I'll consider about forgiving you two one day. I'll be in my room if you two are done finding your brain.' I said, took my wrist out of Éomer's grip, and walked out of the mess. I still think I let them get away merciful.
I walked into my room and slammed the door. That just feels so good sometimes. I threw myself on my bed and started crying onto my pillow. Why did they have to say those things? They were friends, how can they start hating eachother because of some stupid thing called love?
A little while later somebody knocked on the door. I didn't respond, I really didn't feel like talking to either Éomer or Boromir right now. The door opened and someone walked in.
'Mind if I sit with you?' I looked up. Éowyn took a chair and sat down next to my bed. I sat up straight and wiped away my tears. Éowyn handed me a box of Kleenex.
'Thanks Éowyn' I whispered.
'You're welcome. Listen, I came to apologize for my brother-'
'What? He's too good to do it himself or something?' I interrupted her.
'No, he didn't send me. I'm ashamed of his behavior and came to apologize for it. He's still talking to Boromir. At least, I hope it's still talking.'
'You shouldn't apologize for his stupidity. You can't help it he was born without a brain'
'You're really mad at him, aren't you?'
'Well, don't I have the right to be?'
'I guess so.'
'Don't you think I've been to harsh on them?'
'What?!'
'You know, too bitchy.'
'Okay, I missed something here. first they're brainless, then you're thinking you've been too harsh.'
'Well, was I?'
'They deserved it'
'So I did the right thing?'
'You stopped them from beating the crap out of eachother and gave them a piece of your mind, sounds pretty fair to me.'
'But Éomer's your brother.'
'So? You're in love with him, it doesn't stop you from being harsh on him.'
'But I have a reason.'
'Well, I just think my brother can be a little too aggressive sometimes.' Éowyn said. I thought of the picnic, then camp. now this. she was right.
'So what should I do know?'
'I don't know. wait for them to apologize, I guess, and then just go to the dance, you know.'
'Going to the dance? I really don't feel like going anymore, not after what just happened.'
'But you bought that dress, and-'
'There'll be more dances, I can wear it some other time'
'Are you sure?'
'Pretty much'
'It's your decision.'
'Éowyn, I'm going for a walk now, you know, to think about things. could you tell the others that I'm outside if they ask?'
'Yeah, sure'
'Thanks' I said and left the room.
I walked out of the building, down the stairs. I headed in the direction of the forest, but changed my mind and sat down against a tree on the lawn. I just sat there, thinking about everything that had happened tonight. After about half an hour Éomer sat down next to me.
'Listen, I've been thinking' he said.
'And that happens so rarely that you have to tell me when you do?'
'Why are you acting like that?!'
'You started a pretty embarrassing scene over me in front of the entire mess, so I think I have the right to be angry'
'Are you really that angry that you won't listen to my apology?'
'If you wouldn't have started that fight, you wouldn't be apologizing in the first place'
'I don't believe that you're really that cold. I know that you're a warm and loving person, kind and-'
'If you think you're going to be forgiven by just giving me some lame compliments, you're wrong'
'I wasn't trying to do that!'
'Sure Éomer, and cheese is made of strawberries'
'Please just listen to what I have to say'
'And what if I don't want to?'
'Look, *your highness*, you're not the only one of royal blood in this highschool, and-'
'What's Legolas got to do with this?'
'Not Legolas! Me!'
'You?'
'Yes, me. I'm the nephew of King Théoden of Rohan'
'Funny, the thought of you being royal never crossed my mind. The only thing royal I've noticed about you so far is that you're a royal pain in the ass'
'Elvea, shut up!'
'Why should *I* shut up? Why don't *you* shut up?'
'Do you even want me to apologize?!'
'Only if you mean it'
'Elvea, shut up! You really need to do something about that attitude of yours! I came here to apologize but in stead we're arguing again! That "I'm- a-mighty-elven-princess" attitude is so out of line right now, you have to learn to control yourself! I know you have the right to be angry, but this is ridiculous!'
'Oh, so it's all my fault now?'
'That's not what I'm saying!'
'Then what are you saying?'
'Drop the attitude. It's okay for you to act like a princess, everybody knows princesses have to act like that, but you're also doing it at times you shouldn't be doing it!'
'And of course you know all about it'
'Shut up and listen'
'Control freak'
'I said: shut up and listen. I'm really sorry about what happened at dinner, and if you want to hate me now, I understand'
'But-'
'I'm also sorry if you found out things you really didn't want to know, and I'm sorry about challenging Boromir like that, without thinking about how you feel first'
'But-'
'Furthermore I'd like to apologize for any other uncomfortable situation I put you through in the past two weeks, and well, that's about it, I guess. now go ahead and hate me'
'That's what I've been trying to say! I don't hate you!'
'Then why were you acting like that?'
'I was upset, and when I'm upset, I say things I don't really mean, like everybody else.'
'Are you ever going to forgive me then?'
'Maybe I will. maybe I will' I said softly. I was still pissed, but not that pissed anymore that I wasn't reasonable. Éomer stood up and started walking away. Then he turned around.
'Do me a favor, please. just go to the dance tomorrow. with Boromir' he said.
'I'll consider it when I've heard what he has to say'
'Just do it'
'Under one condition'
'That is?'
'If you start a scene like tonight again, you're going to know exactly what the meaning of mortality is' I said. Isn't that a nice and subtle way to threaten to kill someone?
'Deal' he replied, and walked away. I threatened to kill him if he did it again and he was okay with it? I don't think I'll ever understand guys. A little while later Boromir showed up. He looked pretty nervous, so I guess Éomer had filled him in on certain parts of our conversation. pretty damn cruel if you ask me.
'Éomer told me I'd find you here' he said.
'What else did he tell you?'
'You threatening to kill him if he ever does this again, mainly'
'Really? Well, then he informed you correctly'
'So I'm in trouble?'
'Only if you seriously annoy me'
'Does an apology annoy you?'
'Depends if you really mean it or not'
'Well, I really do. I've been talking to Éomer, and I realize now that we were both wrong and out of line. We also agreed on just letting you decide who you're going to love, and well. may the best man win, mainly. Of course we also apologized. I just don't understand how we let it get that far out of hand.'
'Don't they say love makes blind?'
'I guess it's true. anyway, I want to apologize for letting it get that far out of hand, and for hurting you in any way we did'
'Apology accepted'
'I'm getting away this easily?'
'Éomer said some. things. that made me realize I shouldn't put up such an attitude all the time. he was right' I answered, thinking of Éomer's little "lecture".
'So I'm forgiven?'
'You are' I said, and Boromir hugged me tightly.
'Thank you so much'
'Don't push it' I said, gasping for breath. 'Now please let go before you choke me.' Boromir's face flushed and he let go of me.
'I'm sorry, this may seem a little selfish, but uhm. what about tomorrow?'
'You're still stuck with me, don't worry' I smiled. He smiled back at me, and then he walked back to the dorms.
I still sat against the tree, but now for no reason at all. Okay, so I was tired again, I was pretty much getting used to it by now. Of course the worries of the past couple of hours didn't really help either. I stood up after a couple of minutes and walked back to the dorms, straight to my room. It was pretty quiet in there, so I suppose they're either all asleep or just not here, can't tell in the dark.
Well, I'm off to bed now, I'd like to be able to stay awake during tomorrow's dance.
Kisses, Elvea.
E/N: Hah! I bet you didn't see *that* coming when the title said "Falling for Glorfindel", or did you? Anyway, thanks for reading, all you have to do now is review. please. or you'll know EXACTLY what the meaning of mortality is! *evil grin* Sorry, I just HAD to say that again. REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I think you get the point by now, they're not mine. unfortunately. Only Elvea and my teddy bear. (So I have one, is that a crime?)
Summary: Blabla. yaddayadda. Did you really expect one? Too bad.
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Day eleven, the 17th of Halimath, 1384 (Shire Reckoning)
Aldúldya, the 38th of Yávie (Iavas), 2984 T.A. (Calendar of Imladris)
Dear diary,
Sorry for not writing yesterday, but I have a really good reason. I was too damn drunk (again, but this time even worse) and this morning I had a major headache. Blasted hangover. I always thought Elves couldn't get one. apparently they can.
Today I found out the cause of my weariness. I'm really not too happy about it though, since I don't know what to do about it. I'll just tell.
As I said before, this morning I woke up with a major hangover, trying to remember what happened last night. Mordor, I didn't even remember the day. As I was lying in my bed, memories slowly started to return. Soon I remembered why I had been drinking so much. Éomer had ignored me practically the entire day, and I felt so lousy about that, that I tried drinking myself to death. Of course it didn't work, since Elves are immortal. Sometimes immortality can be a real curse. No really, it's true!
I got out of bed and got dressed. I put on a nice wide and comfortable dark green gown with short sleeves. I won't describe the details because this is my diary and not my personal fashion-report. I looked around the tent. Arwen and Endomiel weren't in there, so they were probably helping prepare breakfast. I left the tent and looked around the camp. Estel and Arwen were busy setting the table, Legolas and Endomiel were arguing, Boromir and Faramir were preparing breakfast, Éomer and Vebor were playing cards near the campfire and I was standing in front of my tent watching them. Hey, that's a really nice summary!
'Hey Elvea! Finally decided to get out of your bed?' Boromir shouted when he noticed me. Did he really have to shout like that? My poor head.
'Do you have a problem with that?' I responded.
'Uhm. yes?'
'Get a shrink!' I said and shook my head. I walked over to Estel.
'Hey Estel, do you happen to know where the aspirins are?' I asked.
'In the first-aid kit, of course' he answered, placing the bread that Faramir handed him on the table.
'Thanks' I answered and started walking away. Then I turned back. 'Where's the first-aid kit again?' Estel sighed.
'Faramir, can you bring us the first-aid kit?' he asked.
'Yeah sure' Faramir answered and went to get the kit. He came back with it and I almost snatched the thing from his hands. Need aspirin. I got one out of the kit and took it with the water Arwen handed me. I felt better right away. Bless whoever invented aspirin. After I took the aspirin we sat down for breakfast. Man, I just realized I have great timing (to wake up anyway)!
'Hey guys! When is Mr. Poncy going to arrive?' I asked.
'Mr. Poncy?' Estel asked.
'Elf-git, you know, Glorfindel' I explained.
'Around 10:30 am' Vebor answered.
'What time is it now?' I went on.
'9:45' Éomer said. He spoke to me! I can't believe he actually said something to me! Woohoo!
We finished our breakfasts and cleaned up camp. We packed all our stuff together and saddled our horses. That about summarizes the 45 minutes that followed. Glorfindel arrived at 10:30 sharp. He's probably trying to be perfect in every possible way. Stupid Mr. Poncy. His return made the tired feeling of the last couple of days grow stronger. Yep, it was his spell all right. We all mounted our horses. I wondered who was going to remove the tents, but I didn't get much time to wonder because we rode off quickly. Glorfindel mentioned something about "making it back in time for lunch" or something like that anyway.
Alka must have missed Imladris, because she was trying to rush off at an incredible speed. I really had to hold her back or she would've left the others way behind her in seconds. Alka's longing for home caused me to be riding next to Glorfindel, since he was first in line. Just great, riding next to Elf-git all the way back to school, with the tired feeling getting worse by the second. Éomer rode right behind me, followed by Faramir, and then the others. Last in line were Endomiel and Legolas. Gee, I wonder why. In the meantime the tired feeling continued to grow stronger. It was somewhere halfway that I could hardly keep my eyes open.
'Are you okay?' somebody asked me. As I turned around to see whom it was the reins slipped from my hands, I lost my balance and everything went black in front of my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a bed somewhere. My head was spinning and felt heavy, and my throat hurt like Mordor for some reason. I looked around. I knew this place. don't tell me, Rían's department, right?
'Finally! You're awake!' Rían said as she walked in.
'What happened?' I asked.
'You fainted and fell off your horse. Glorfindel brought you here the fastest he could along with that nice boy that was with you last week, what's his name again?' she answered. I fell off? Blasted sidesaddle.
'Éomer' I whispered. Wait a minute! 'I fainted before I fell?' I asked.
'According to what Glorfindel told me you did. You should thank him when you get the chance' Thank him? I don't think so! He's the one that caused this!
'So what's the matter with me?' I asked, changing subject from Elf-git to something more important.
'I'm not really sure. If you were human, I'd say Pfeiffer, but you're an Elf, and normally Elves don't get sick. And they certainly don't suffer from some disease like that'
'But if it's not that, what is it?'
'I think I know, but first I need to ask you a couple of questions'
'Go ahead' I whispered, then I coughed. Rían handed me some water.
'How long has this been going on?'
'About two weeks' I answered, and drank some of the water.
'I need you to be very honest with me on this one: did you have sex with someone in the period before those two weeks?' Rían asked as I took some more water. I spat it out as soon as she asked the question. No way! Not in my entire 1600 years on Arda! We Elves aren't that easy on just doing it, certainly not before married. I'm a princess, if I'd even think of doing something like that, my parents would kill me! Besides, as a princess I have my honor, you know.
'No. no, I didn't' I whispered.
'Well, in that I have good and bad news for you. First of all, you are not pregnant. I take it that's the better news for you. But the second thing, well.'
'What are you waiting for? Tell me' I whispered. Like I didn't know I wasn't pregnant. I couldn't be. It's biologically impossible.
'You are suffering from a rare elvish disease, with similar effects as the human form Pfeiffer. The elvish form is just not contagious and has several other differences; it's more severe for instance. It's one of the few diseases Elves can suffer from, and this is probably the rarest one of all' Rían started. This is great, just great. Of all diseases Glorfindel had to pick the rarest one to diss me. 'There is no real cure for it, except for resting as much as possible and wait for it to wear off' she continued. No cure? Crap!
'So I have to stay here?'
'Oh no, you can get back to your friends as soon as you feel well enough to get up. As soon as you feel too tired you can take a rest in your room though. I will inform the principal and the teachers about this, and if you want you can leave right now' Rían said, and then she left the room. I noticed that my bag wasn't in the room, so they had probably brought it back to my own room. But where was Alka?
Carefully I got out of bed and slowly walked out of the room. I was still a bit dizzy, but the tired feeling was gone for the moment. I walked to the stables behind the school. Alka stood in her stall, so they must have brought her back somehow. I let out a sigh of relief and then I walked to my room. Éowyn was sitting on her bed, reading a book. She looked up as I walked in.
'Hey Elvea! Are you all right? Éomer told me what happened!' she said.
'Yeah, I'm fine. It's not that bad really' I answered and sat down on my own bed. Okay, so it was incredibly bad, no need to get her all worried about me.
'It's good to hear that. Hey, did they tell you about the dance yet?'
'What dance?'
'There's a dance tomorrow, for us freshmen. You know, to end the week with a party'
'Sounds really nice'
'Yeah. You know the best part?'
'No, tell me'
'The guys have to ask the girls out'
'Well, that *is* of course the main reason for their existence. hey, have you been asked yet?' I asked.
'I'm going with Faramir' she said smiling. I could be mistaking, but was that a blush?
'Good for you' I whispered. Of course I wanted Éomer to ask me, but well, the chance for something like that to happen was practically zero.
'Oh! I just remembered a letter came for you a little while ago, it's on your bedside cabinet'
'Thanks Éowyn. I'll go read it now, if you don't mind'
'Of course I don't!'
I picked up the letter. I know that seal! It's from Tara! I quickly opened the envelope and took out the letter. It was pretty long, how was I doing, how Tara had been doing, some other stuff, a whole lot of things I'm not going to mention in here because she wants me too keep it secret. you know, a typical letter of a best friend. After I finished reading I wrote her a letter back, and left the room to get it delivered as soon as possible. I walked to the mailbox and threw in my letter.
As I was walking back to my room, I passed the staff section. I knew pretty well where Glorfindel's office was. Time to give him a piece of my mind. He can't give me detention now anyway. I walked to his office and knocked on the door.
'Come in' he said, and I entered the office. 'Ah Elvea, good to see you. How are you?'
'Like you don't know'
'Is something wrong?' he asked, with this I'm-all-innocent look all over his face. Innocent? Yeah right!
'You know damn well what's wrong! You're the one that made me ill!'
'What are you talking about?'
'That spell you cast to get me sick!'
'I didn't put a spell on you'
'Shut up you-' and here I leave off, since the names that followed really don't suit a princess and thus I shouldn't put them in my diary. Let's just say it was some really nasty swearing. Surprisingly my voice had returned so I was capable of a good deal of shouting before several other teachers walked in to see what's wrong. They managed to calm me down (after being shouted at as well) and they put me down in a chair. Elrond started giving me this huge lecture on how I shouldn't accuse my teachers of all the misery in the world and such, oh and that I shouldn't be shouting at Glorfindel since he was nice enough to get me to Rían.
'.so you should be thankful' he ended his lecture. Anger started boiling up again. Trust me, it takes a whole lot of things to get the peace-loving Goddess of all Good angry, and when I do get angry. well it's probably safer to face a whole army of angry Balrogs on your own than facing one angry me with an army behind you to cover your back.
'It's okay Elrond, really' Glorfindel said, 'It's not her fault, she's ill, she doesn't mean it, she's just confused'
'I DO mean my words and I'm NOT confused!' I shouted.
'Now listen up, young lady-' Elrond started another lecture.
'Shut up! I don't have to listen to you, you know! You're all subjects to me anyway!' I said, folding my arms, seriously annoyed that he was trying to know better when he doesn't. I'm an almighty Goddess, trust me, I always know best!
'Drop that attitude, young la-' Elrond started again, but Glorfindel interrupted him.
'Never mind Elrond, she's not feeling too well. The last thing you need is a bunch of teachers bothering you' he said. The other teachers were satisfied with Glorfindel's words and left the room. Glorfindel smiled at me. 'Are you going to apologize now that the other teachers are gone?' he asked.
'I don't think so' I answered.
'Well you did fall for me' he said in an attempt to be funny. Fall for him? As if!
'I fell because of you, not for you. I'd never fall for some creep like you' I said sending him a death-glare, and left. I walked to the mess to get something to drink from the vending machine. I just opened my can of Mountain dew (I love that stuff!) when Boromir walked over to me.
'Hey Elvea! Is everything okay again?' he asked.
'Uh yeah, pretty much, I guess'
'That's wonderful! Listen, I was wondering if you'd uhm. you know, if you'd want to be my date for the dance tomorrow' he said. Boromir my date? I was actually hoping that Éomer would ask me, but that was probably never going to happen. And Boromir's a nice guy and a good friend, so why not?
'Yeah sure, I'll be your date' I said. Boromir started beaming. Why was he so incredibly happy? I know it's nice to have a date, but still. Right after I agreed to go with him, Endomiel and Éomer showed up.
'Hey Elvea! Éomer has something to ask you!' Endomiel said.
'I do?' Éomer asked.
'Yeah, you idiot! You do!' Endomiel said, elbowing Éomer.
'Oh right! Uhm, Elvea. doyouwanttobemydateforthedancetomorrow?' he said. I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!!! It's a conspiracy! It just has to be! And it's all Glorfindel's fault. Why? I just hate him and I need to blame someone, that's why!
'I'm sorry Éomer, but Boromir just asked me. Maybe next time' I answered. I really wanted to drop dead right there, but I'm an Elf, blabla. I told you immortality can be a curse!
Éomer shot Boromir a death-glare and then he just walked away, dragging Endomiel with him. I watched them as they argued their way out of the mess, then I turned to Boromir. At least, I wanted to do that, but he was gone. Now where did he go? Guys.
I looked around the mess. Boromir was sitting at a table next to Faramir. I walked over to them and sat down next to Boromir.
'Hey guys' I said. They both said "Hi Elvea" to me.
'So Boromir told me you're going to the dance with him' Faramir said.
'Yeah, I am. Why are you asking?' I answered, and took a sip from my drink.
'Just checking.' Faramir said with a grin.
'Watch it, little one, or I'll tell Éowyn how you feel about her!' Boromir said with a threat. Faramir's face turned to a very deep red. Now this is interesting.
'Well if you do that I'll tell Elvea-' Faramir started, but stopped when he saw Boromir's death-glare.
'Tell me what?' I said, thinking outloud. Boromir's face flushed.
'Uhm. nothing.' he answered. Nothing? His face turned tomato-red for no reason at all?
'Are you sure?' I went on.
'Uh, yeah. hey! I just remembered I still have to get a tux, so bye!' Boromir said in a sudden hurry, and before Faramir or I could say anything else he stormed out of the mess. I turned to Faramir.
'What was that all about?' I asked.
'Uhm, I need to get myself a tux as well, see you later!' Faramir said, and stormed away after his brother. What the Mordor are they trying to hide? Guys.
I finished my drink and went to my room to pick out a gown for the dance. Endomiel was already there, going through her stuff, probably looking for something to wear as well. I opened the closet next to my bed. There hung at least twenty different gowns in it; all of them were mine. I took a good look at all of them, but I couldn't find a single one that was right for the dance.
'Oh man! I have nothing to wear!' I moaned.
'For what?' Endomiel asked.
'The dance tomorrow' I answered. Endomiel walked over and took a look in the closet.
'You've got nothing to wear? *I* have nothing to wear!' she said, sort of annoyed.
'Well you can borrow one of my gowns if you want to' I offered.
'No thank you' she said coldly.
'Is there a problem?'
'Yes, there is a problem. A certain spoilt stuck-up High-elven princess with an "I'm-so-great-and-mighty-and-nice-and-wonderful" attitude is my problem!' she spat out the words. Ouch.
'What have I done wrong to you that I'm your problem?' I asked calmly.
'Like you don't know! You stole my boyfriend, that's what you did! Oh, and the best part: the next day you're going all Sarah Slut over him, continuously making out in front of my eyes with him, and doing things I don't even want to know when you two were alone! But let me tell you something! You never meant anything to him! He never even loved you! He just used you to make me jealous!' she shouted at me.
In any other situation, about any other guy than Legolas, those words would've hurt me. But not in this case. I started laughing, I couldn't help it.
'Is that what this is all about? That thing with Legolas?' I asked, still laughing. Endomiel didn't answer. 'It never meant anything to me either. It was an agreement. I would help him get you back, and-'
'What did you get?' I didn't answer. 'You got nothing, except for a couple of meaningless kisses.'
'I got a friend for it. And we never really kissed, it was all fake, like you said yourself.'
'And how about when Boromir caught you two?'
'We heard him coming. We didn't want to risk it being you, so we started faking again, and then he showed up'
'You know what I think? You just did it to get back at Éomer. I really don't understand what he sees in you. First you keep him on a leash, then you give him what he wants, just to break up with him again and watch him die on the inside, in the meantime continuing to toy with his mind! But you know what was really disgusting? To go to the prom with one of his best friends, when you knew he was going to ask you! I know you like him, why do you keep hurting him like that?!'
'I'm toying with his mind? Yeah sure. He's the one who ended it, or didn't he tell you that? I never wanted to hurt him, and I really don't enjoy seeing people in pain' I said, taking a deep breath before I continued. Well it's true what I say. Of course I don't like to see people suffer, I'm the bloody Goddess of all Good! 'And I didn't know he was going to ask me. I wish I would've known, then I would've waited. But to be honest, I didn't think he would, seeing how he ignored me the last couple of days.'
'It served you right that he did. But you should've seen how he reacted this morning when you fainted. He was all like "is she going to be okay" and "oh my god, not Elvea" and "I'm not letting you go alone with her Glorfindel, I'm coming with you!" and let's not forget "I'm not going to let her die, I can't bear to live without her around me!" It took Glorfindel quite a while before he made it clear to Éomer that you were going to be fine. And still he went with you to Rían. But seeing how you treat him, I don't think you deserve him, at all' Endomiel said. Okay, that hurts. Ouch.
'Then why are you saying it as if you want us back together?' I asked.
'He's still a friend, and I don't want a friend to be unhappy, even if that means YOU being the girlfriend'
I fell silent, not knowing what to say. And I hate to admit it, but she's right at some points. Maybe he really is too good for me. and I've been an incredibly stupid idiot for treating him like that. how did we end up from talking about dresses into an argument about Éomer anyway?
After a while I found some words again.
'Go ahead and hate me. See if I care. I only tried to help you and Legolas you know. You could be thankful, if I wouldn't have helped it may have taken a lot longer. But we'll never know that. And you're right that I hurt Éomer with it, but I never had the intention to do that. And maybe one day when we're together again, IF we're together again, you'll see that it's true, and that I really do love him. In the meantime go ahead and hate me, I really couldn't care less' I said, and walked out of the room. I meant my words, I mostly do, but this time I couldn't help feeling as if I'd lost.
I walked out of the building, not really going anywhere. Arwen was sitting on the lawn with Éowyn and Rosie. I sat down with them.
'Hey Elvea!' they all said, at the same time. We started laughing, and after a while I managed to get "Hi" out of my mouth in-between laughs.
'Do you all have dates for the dance tomorrow?' I asked when we stopped laughing.
'I'm going there with Estel' Arwen beamed. Well that was to be expected.
'And of course I'm going with Sam' Rosie answered. Oh right, they're together.
'Well you already knew Faramir's taking me' Éowyn said. 'Do you have a date yet?'
'Yeah, I do'
'Well, who is it?!' Arwen said curiously.
'Boromir' I answered. I got blank stares. And they also just blinked once. What?
'You're going with Boromir?' Rosie said after a while.
'Uh yeah, that's pretty much what I just told you, what about it?'
'Oh, nothing really. it's just that we thought that. never mind' Arwen said. Right.
'Did you pick something to wear yet?' Éowyn asked.
'Not really, no. Actually I was thinking of going downtown and buy myself a dress' I answered.
'Me too. hey! Why don't we go together! You know, all the girls of our room, it'll be fun!' Éowyn said.
'That is so cool! I'll go get Endomiel and Elanor, you go to the stables and wait for us there, okay?' Arwen said, and she rushed off. Éowyn, Rosie and I walked to the stables and saddled our horses. Pony in Rosie's case.
'Wow, you ride sidesaddle!' Rosie exclaimed.
'Uh, yeah. but it's no big deal really' I answered.
'I wish I could ride like that.' she sighed.
'Maybe you could ask Glorfindel to show you how to do it. I'm sure she- I mean HE doesn't mind' I said grinning, and we started laughing. Is it very obvious that I hate him? Anyway, at that point Arwen and Endomiel walked in.
'What's so funny?' Arwen asked.
'Glorf. Glorfindel on a. on a SIDESADDLE!' I said in-between laughs, and we started laughing even louder. Arwen and Endomiel gave us some odd looks.
'I don't get it.' Arwen said. We stopped laughing, but didn't explain. Jokes aren't funny if you need to explain them.
'Uh, never mind. By the way, where's Elanor?' I said.
'We couldn't find her' Endomiel said coldly. Yeah, same to you too.
We mounted our horses and rode to the village nearby. This was where most of the teachers lived, and where all the shops were. We rode to the mall and tied our horses to a lantern. We walked into this store that sold gowns for special occasions. If we won't find what we're looking for in here, I don't know where we will.
We started trying on all kinds of gowns. Long ones, short ones, low cuts, high necks, sleeveless, with straps, splits. and of course we checked eachother's looks and told what we thought of it. And then I saw one I absolutely adored. It was black, falling to the ground, following the lines of my body perfectly. On the right side it had a high split. It was cut low and had straps, and a very low back. On the dress was a pattern of sown on mallorn leaves, made of glittering gold. I took a look in the mirror, and then I came out of the change-booth.
'Dear Eru.' Arwen whispered when she saw me.
'What? Is it bad?' I asked, not sure if the reaction was positive or negative.
'No, it's beautiful. Éomer is so gonna stare his eyes out when he sees you.' Éowyn answered.
'I'm not going to the dance with Éomer'
'Doesn't mean he can't stare his eyes out' Rosie chuckled.
'So you think I should buy it?'
'You'd be pretty stupid if you didn't' Endomiel said. Wow, she wasn't even bitchy this time!
I went up to the cash register and paid for the dress. I am so glad my parents are rich right now, because it cost me a fortune. But then again, it was absolutely gorgeous. I sat down in a chair and watched the others pick out dresses. Endomiel was the only one of us to pick a simple one. She had a simple red one, with long sleeves, reaching to the ground.
'Endy, why that one? There are so much nicer dresses' Arwen asked her.
'Well, I don't have a date or anything, so I don't see why I should buy an expensive one' she answered. Good point.
'Aww, poor Endy.' Rosie said.
'No, it's okay, I don't mind.' she said smiling. You're smiling because you don't have a date? Okay.
After we all had a gown we went to buy some additional things like corsages, matching necklaces etc. That's when I remembered something.
'Hey guys! I need your opinion on this' I said.
'With what?' Éowyn asked.
'Well, it's this thing. as a princess I'm supposed to wear either my crown or tiara to a dance, no matter what kind. So I'm also supposed to wear one tomorrow. but wouldn't that be like I just want attention or something?' I asked.
'Uhm. I don't know. If it's what you're supposed to do, just do it. We won't mind, and I'm sure nobody else will make a problem of it' Arwen answered.
'Okay, thanks'
'Hey! Do all the royal Elves have to wear a crown or tiara to dances and parties?' Endomiel asked.
'Yeah, why?'
'She'd like to see Legolas wear a tiara' Rosie chuckled and we started laughing.
'Just one more thing.' I asked after a while.
'What is it?' Éowyn responded.
'Can anyone help me pick the one that goes best with my gown?' I asked. Blank stares.
'You actually have more than one?' Endomiel finally asked. Yes, I do. Is that so strange?
'Uh yeah, I do, why?'
'What the Mordor is the use of more than one crown and tiara?!'
'I don't know. my parents thought it was necessary to give me one every fifty years.'
'And how old are you again?' Éowyn asked.
'1600.'
'You have 32 tiara's?!'
'I guess so.'
'Man, I wish I was a princess.' Rosie sighed.
'It's not always that great being a princess you know. Tiara's don't give you happiness. they just look nice. It can really suck being of royal blood sometimes' I said softly, looking down.
I thought of all the things I wasn't allowed to do back home because I might get hurt, I thought of all the times I went outside and had a chaperone to come with me, just so I wouldn't do anything dishonorable. and of the overdose of etiquette there seemed to be.
'Yeah, I bet it really sucks getting everything you want right away when you ask for it' Endomiel said coldly.
'That's not true. I really don't get everything I want just by asking for it. If that was true, then. then I'd be going to the dance with Éomer tomorrow in stead of Boromir!' I said almost shouting. And then my legs just seemed to be made of wax and I fell, I was so tired. I just wanted to sleep.
'Are you okay?' somebody asked. I opened my eyes. I was lying on the floor in a shop, and my roommates were standing around me with worried looks on their faces. I sat up straight.
'I guess so. what happened?' I said.
'You fainted again, just like this morning' Arwen said. I stood up and took a deep breath.
'Are you sure you're fine?' Éowyn asked.
'Well.' I started.
'Hey, we're your friends. we want to help you, but if we don't know what's going on, it's pretty much impossible.' Arwen said.
'I guess you're right.' I whispered, taking another deep breath. 'I have some rare elvish form of Pfeiffer, more severe than the human form, and there is no medication for it, so I just have to wait 'til it wears off.'
'Damn, that sucks.' Rosie said.
'Hey, if you need anything, we'll be there to help, okay?' Arwen said.
'Thanks Arwen, and well, all of you. but I don't think it will be necessary. it's not that bad.'
'You fainted twice in one day' Endomiel pointed out.
'It could be worse.'
'Anyway, if you need help, you know where to find us' Éowyn said.
After that we went to get something to eat in a nearby cafeteria, and then we went back to the campus. I went to the mess and got some water. I still wasn't feeling very well, but then again, I was ill. I went outside again. The hobbits were sitting on the lawn, eating something that looked like mushrooms. There wasn't anyone else outside I knew, and I didn't take the time to get to know them yet, so I sat with them.
'Hi Elvea! Are you okay? You look a little pale' Frodo said.
'I'm okay, just a bit tired, really' I answered.
'You know, you can have some mushrooms. they make you feel better' Pippin offered.
'No Pip, they make YOU feel better because they fill your stomach' Merry pointed out to him.
'Well maybe they work for her too!' Pippin said insulted.
'Don't mind Pippin, all he thinks of is food' Frodo whispered.
'I heard that!' Pippin responded.
'But Frodo does have a point.' Merry laughed.
'Hey!' Pippin shouted.
'Don't worry Pippin, the less mushrooms I eat, the more for you' I said. Pippin cheered and started eating three mushrooms at the same time.
'I like her!' he said with full mouth, nodding in my direction. I started laughing; those hobbits are so adorably cute and funny! 'What?' Pippin asked. I stopped laughing.
'Never mind' I said. 'Hey, do you guys have dates for the party yet?'
'I do! I do! I'm going with Diamond!' Pippin beamed.
'You're not the only one with a date Pip! I have a date too!' Merry said.
'You do? Who's the lucky girl?' Frodo asked.
'Estella Bolger, you know, that girl in F:d.' Merry blushed.
'And how about you Frodo?' I asked.
'I'm going with Rosa Bridger, she's in F:d too.' he answered.
'Rosa Bridger? THE Rosa Bridger? The one from Bywater?' Merry asked. Frodo nodded. 'Way to go Frodo!' Merry said 'That's one of the most popular hobbits in the Shire' Merry explained to me.
'I see. have fun!' I said, and got up.
'Leaving so soon?' Pippin asked.
'Uh, yeah. I think I'm going to take a little rest. I had a lot of fun, so I guess I'll see you guys around.' I said.
'See ya!' the hobbits responded, and then I walked to my room.
When I got there I nearly collapsed onto my bed, I was so freakin' tired. and also kind of hungry, but that was logical, because I hadn't been eating really much over the last two weeks. I closed my eyes and drifted away into a world of dreams. I guess I don't need to tell you that they were all about Éomer, 'cause well, I really miss him and he's pretty much all I think about.
It was somewhere around dinner when I woke up again. Back into the real world. in the miserable world where Éomer and I aren't together. it's not fair! Just because of some silly necklace. okay, okay. and me screwing up all of my other chances. anyway, as I was saying, I woke up around dinnertime. There was nobody in the room but me. I got out of bed and took a look in the mirror. Frodo and the others were right, I was pretty pale and I didn't look very healthy. I brushed my hair, and put on some make-up, just to make myself look a little healthier.
Normally I don't wear make-up, but I didn't want everybody to go all worried about me again. I don't believe in make-up, I mean, how can some odd colors like green and purple on your face make you look better? You're probably wondering where I got the make-up if I normally don't use it. well, that's what I have magic for.
And why I didn't heal myself, just like when I fell last week? Simple. There are certain rules in magic, rules even I can't break. To undo a spell, you need to know which one was cast, and I had no idea which one Glorfindel had used.
I wondered when he had done it anyway. Probably the first day, after I had gone to bed, or I would've noticed it. That must be it, 'cause the next day it had started. Leaves the question why. I checked the mirror again, and decided that I looked well enough to go out of my room and have dinner.
I walked into the mess. Boromir, Estel, Faramir, Arwen, Éowyn and the rest of the group sat together at a table. They waved at me, so I walked ver to them and sat down.
'Hey Elvea! Are you okay?' it came from everywhere at the table. AARG!!! It's getting annoying now!
'Listen, I really appreciate all your concern, but PLEASE stop asking me if I'm fine, and yes, I am. Thank you' I said a little annoyed. They all looked at me surprised, and then several "sorry"-s and "okay"-s followed.
'Elvea, aren't you hungry?' Boromir asked. Well isn't that mainly why people come to the mess?
'Yeah, I'm going to get something to eat now, so I'll be right back.' I answered.
'No, you're ill, don't tire yourself more than necessary, let me get you something' Boromir said, and stood up to do it.
'Why so nice, Boromir?' You're never that helpful around other girls' Éomer said coldly. All faces turned to him. He was sending Boromir some really foul looks, oh and some death-glares too.
'Got a problem with that, Éomer?' Boromir said, returning the cold voice, foul looks and death-glares.
'Yes I do. I see what you're trying to do, and it's disgusting!' Éomer answered, voice even more cold than before. I think I missed something here. Boromir's getting me dinner and it's disgusting?
'And what would the disgusting thing be?' I swear, sword-clashes went with their words.
'You're using her sickness to win her favor' WTF?! What the Mordor is this all about?!
'You know that it's not true! I'm being helpful, unlike *some* people!'
'Oh yeah? I've seen the way you look at her. You want her, want to-' Éomer started, but Boromir interrupted him. Want to do what? Never mind, I don't think I want to know.
'You filthy liar! You're just jealous because she's going to the dance with me and not with you!' Boromir shouted.
'I don't blame you for wanting her you know, look at her! Besides, you're not the only guy who would love to be alone with her and have a night of fun. I've heard some seniors talking about her, and it's-' Okay, I really don't want to know what's next.
'Not the only guy? Are you referring to yourself, Éomer?'
'You don't love her, you're just trying to use her! You're disgusting!'
'I may be disgusting, but you're avoiding the question'
'You want me to answer it? Fine. I love her. There, I said it. She's all I freakin' think about. There's not a single moment of the day she's not on my mind. She's even in my dreams, she's everywhere! I love everything about her, but you? You obviously just want something else than her love.' Éomer said, almost spitting out the words.
'I don't love her? What would you know about it? Why are you jealous anyway? You ended it yourself, right?'
'I did, but-'
'And why? Didn't she give you what you wanted right away? Maybe you're the one who just wants the fun, but when she didn't give it to you, you dumped her. Really sweat and really a good way of showing her your love!'
'That's not why we-'
'So if she didn't give it to you, why do you still want her? I'll tell you why. You're just to proud to see her love someone else!'
'Oh yeah? Well why don't we just solve this outside!'
'Yeah! Let's take this outside!'
'STOP IT, BOTH OF YOU!!!' I shouted. Seeing those two argue over me like that made me feel terrible. And they didn't intend to, but their words were hurting me as well. Both of their faces turned to me.
'Hey Boromir, why don't we ask her who she likes most? She knows better than a braindead asshole like you' Éomer said. I thought I just said "stop it" but it could be me though.
'Yeah Elvea, which one of us do you like most?' Boromir asked. Okay, seriously pissed now.
'Who I like most? Look at yourselves with your immature behavior! To be honest, right now you both disgust me!' I said.
'Elvea.' Boromir started.
'SHUT UP!' I interrupted him. 'I wasn't finished yet. I just heard the most disgusting things I've ever heard coming from your mouths, some things I really didn't want to know, and now you're asking me which one of you I LIKE?! You don't just disgust me, you make me sick! I'd rather date Glorfindel than one of you two right now!' I shouted. Trust me, if I'd rather date Glorfindel, it's bad. I started to walk away but Éomer grabbed my wrist.
'I'm sorry if-' he started.
'You're sorry?' I interrupted. 'You're not getting away that easily. You can't just say sorry and expect everything to be okay again. You two tried to hurt eachother and succeeded, but as a bonus you hurt me even more!'
'Then what do you want us to do to make it up to you?' Éomer asked, big blue puppy-eyes. Funny, they didn't work on me, and believe me, if the Goddess of Good is so angry even puppy-eyes don't work anymore. you're in deep shit.
'Apologize to eachother first. Talk things out, tell what's on your mind WITHOUT fighting, and apologize again. Perhaps you could apologize to everyone in here as well for disturbing their dinner. When you're done doing that, you can come and apologize to me. And maybe, MAYBE then I'll consider about forgiving you two one day. I'll be in my room if you two are done finding your brain.' I said, took my wrist out of Éomer's grip, and walked out of the mess. I still think I let them get away merciful.
I walked into my room and slammed the door. That just feels so good sometimes. I threw myself on my bed and started crying onto my pillow. Why did they have to say those things? They were friends, how can they start hating eachother because of some stupid thing called love?
A little while later somebody knocked on the door. I didn't respond, I really didn't feel like talking to either Éomer or Boromir right now. The door opened and someone walked in.
'Mind if I sit with you?' I looked up. Éowyn took a chair and sat down next to my bed. I sat up straight and wiped away my tears. Éowyn handed me a box of Kleenex.
'Thanks Éowyn' I whispered.
'You're welcome. Listen, I came to apologize for my brother-'
'What? He's too good to do it himself or something?' I interrupted her.
'No, he didn't send me. I'm ashamed of his behavior and came to apologize for it. He's still talking to Boromir. At least, I hope it's still talking.'
'You shouldn't apologize for his stupidity. You can't help it he was born without a brain'
'You're really mad at him, aren't you?'
'Well, don't I have the right to be?'
'I guess so.'
'Don't you think I've been to harsh on them?'
'What?!'
'You know, too bitchy.'
'Okay, I missed something here. first they're brainless, then you're thinking you've been too harsh.'
'Well, was I?'
'They deserved it'
'So I did the right thing?'
'You stopped them from beating the crap out of eachother and gave them a piece of your mind, sounds pretty fair to me.'
'But Éomer's your brother.'
'So? You're in love with him, it doesn't stop you from being harsh on him.'
'But I have a reason.'
'Well, I just think my brother can be a little too aggressive sometimes.' Éowyn said. I thought of the picnic, then camp. now this. she was right.
'So what should I do know?'
'I don't know. wait for them to apologize, I guess, and then just go to the dance, you know.'
'Going to the dance? I really don't feel like going anymore, not after what just happened.'
'But you bought that dress, and-'
'There'll be more dances, I can wear it some other time'
'Are you sure?'
'Pretty much'
'It's your decision.'
'Éowyn, I'm going for a walk now, you know, to think about things. could you tell the others that I'm outside if they ask?'
'Yeah, sure'
'Thanks' I said and left the room.
I walked out of the building, down the stairs. I headed in the direction of the forest, but changed my mind and sat down against a tree on the lawn. I just sat there, thinking about everything that had happened tonight. After about half an hour Éomer sat down next to me.
'Listen, I've been thinking' he said.
'And that happens so rarely that you have to tell me when you do?'
'Why are you acting like that?!'
'You started a pretty embarrassing scene over me in front of the entire mess, so I think I have the right to be angry'
'Are you really that angry that you won't listen to my apology?'
'If you wouldn't have started that fight, you wouldn't be apologizing in the first place'
'I don't believe that you're really that cold. I know that you're a warm and loving person, kind and-'
'If you think you're going to be forgiven by just giving me some lame compliments, you're wrong'
'I wasn't trying to do that!'
'Sure Éomer, and cheese is made of strawberries'
'Please just listen to what I have to say'
'And what if I don't want to?'
'Look, *your highness*, you're not the only one of royal blood in this highschool, and-'
'What's Legolas got to do with this?'
'Not Legolas! Me!'
'You?'
'Yes, me. I'm the nephew of King Théoden of Rohan'
'Funny, the thought of you being royal never crossed my mind. The only thing royal I've noticed about you so far is that you're a royal pain in the ass'
'Elvea, shut up!'
'Why should *I* shut up? Why don't *you* shut up?'
'Do you even want me to apologize?!'
'Only if you mean it'
'Elvea, shut up! You really need to do something about that attitude of yours! I came here to apologize but in stead we're arguing again! That "I'm- a-mighty-elven-princess" attitude is so out of line right now, you have to learn to control yourself! I know you have the right to be angry, but this is ridiculous!'
'Oh, so it's all my fault now?'
'That's not what I'm saying!'
'Then what are you saying?'
'Drop the attitude. It's okay for you to act like a princess, everybody knows princesses have to act like that, but you're also doing it at times you shouldn't be doing it!'
'And of course you know all about it'
'Shut up and listen'
'Control freak'
'I said: shut up and listen. I'm really sorry about what happened at dinner, and if you want to hate me now, I understand'
'But-'
'I'm also sorry if you found out things you really didn't want to know, and I'm sorry about challenging Boromir like that, without thinking about how you feel first'
'But-'
'Furthermore I'd like to apologize for any other uncomfortable situation I put you through in the past two weeks, and well, that's about it, I guess. now go ahead and hate me'
'That's what I've been trying to say! I don't hate you!'
'Then why were you acting like that?'
'I was upset, and when I'm upset, I say things I don't really mean, like everybody else.'
'Are you ever going to forgive me then?'
'Maybe I will. maybe I will' I said softly. I was still pissed, but not that pissed anymore that I wasn't reasonable. Éomer stood up and started walking away. Then he turned around.
'Do me a favor, please. just go to the dance tomorrow. with Boromir' he said.
'I'll consider it when I've heard what he has to say'
'Just do it'
'Under one condition'
'That is?'
'If you start a scene like tonight again, you're going to know exactly what the meaning of mortality is' I said. Isn't that a nice and subtle way to threaten to kill someone?
'Deal' he replied, and walked away. I threatened to kill him if he did it again and he was okay with it? I don't think I'll ever understand guys. A little while later Boromir showed up. He looked pretty nervous, so I guess Éomer had filled him in on certain parts of our conversation. pretty damn cruel if you ask me.
'Éomer told me I'd find you here' he said.
'What else did he tell you?'
'You threatening to kill him if he ever does this again, mainly'
'Really? Well, then he informed you correctly'
'So I'm in trouble?'
'Only if you seriously annoy me'
'Does an apology annoy you?'
'Depends if you really mean it or not'
'Well, I really do. I've been talking to Éomer, and I realize now that we were both wrong and out of line. We also agreed on just letting you decide who you're going to love, and well. may the best man win, mainly. Of course we also apologized. I just don't understand how we let it get that far out of hand.'
'Don't they say love makes blind?'
'I guess it's true. anyway, I want to apologize for letting it get that far out of hand, and for hurting you in any way we did'
'Apology accepted'
'I'm getting away this easily?'
'Éomer said some. things. that made me realize I shouldn't put up such an attitude all the time. he was right' I answered, thinking of Éomer's little "lecture".
'So I'm forgiven?'
'You are' I said, and Boromir hugged me tightly.
'Thank you so much'
'Don't push it' I said, gasping for breath. 'Now please let go before you choke me.' Boromir's face flushed and he let go of me.
'I'm sorry, this may seem a little selfish, but uhm. what about tomorrow?'
'You're still stuck with me, don't worry' I smiled. He smiled back at me, and then he walked back to the dorms.
I still sat against the tree, but now for no reason at all. Okay, so I was tired again, I was pretty much getting used to it by now. Of course the worries of the past couple of hours didn't really help either. I stood up after a couple of minutes and walked back to the dorms, straight to my room. It was pretty quiet in there, so I suppose they're either all asleep or just not here, can't tell in the dark.
Well, I'm off to bed now, I'd like to be able to stay awake during tomorrow's dance.
Kisses, Elvea.
E/N: Hah! I bet you didn't see *that* coming when the title said "Falling for Glorfindel", or did you? Anyway, thanks for reading, all you have to do now is review. please. or you'll know EXACTLY what the meaning of mortality is! *evil grin* Sorry, I just HAD to say that again. REVIEW!