AP Middle Earth
By Alyssa Wood
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Author's Note: thanks again to Marina for sending MORE objects! Hey, if you really like this story, PLEASE send more items!!! My e-mail address is blue_eyes0874@yahoo.com! I just need four abnormal objects to continue the next chapter. THANKS!!!
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Official Pick-On-Legolas DAY!!!
Megan awoke early the next morning with a splitting headache and a bad feeling settling in her stomach. She still hadn't gotten over the events from the previous day and didn't seem to be looking forward to going back. But curiosity pulled the sixteen-year-old out of bed and, still in her pajamas, walking to school. The only problem was: she was 3 hours early for school (5AM).
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Neither Sandy nor Megan knew where their APME classmates went after class, let alone after school. But Megan was soon to find out when she accidentally stepped on Pippin's nose in the middle of the football field.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Pippin cried, waking up Megan from her sleepwalking. Megan looked around in alarm and began to run, but unfortunately, she ran into Merry and tripped over his foot.
"AHHHHHH!!! Where am I? What's going on?" Megan panicked. Pippin, Merry, Sam, and Frodo looked at her with equal confusion. "Why am I here? Why are YOU here?" Megan continued to interrogate.
"Calm down, Miss Atwood," Sam tried to help her up and quiet her at the same time. "You are at school and it's early." Only a streetlight off in the distant illuminated the group enough for Megan to recognize the four waist-high hobbits.
Merry began to laugh. "I knew Galadriel was up to something," he whispered to the other hobbits.
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Megan returned to school at the proper time and early enough to arrive in class before the bell. Her hair was a brown tangle and she was constantly receiving disapproving looks from the elves, mostly Legolas.
"She needs to do SOMETHING with her hair," Legolas thought disgustedly to himself, pulling out a nail file and returning to making his beautiful nails match the rest of his beautiful self. But unfortunately, Gandalf noticed the nail file.
"GAGH!!!" Gandalf gasped, catching the glittering tool out of the corner of his eyes. "A NAIL FILE! I've been NEEDING one of those!" Gandalf came upon Legolas and snatched the file before you could say "preciousss".
"AH!" Legolas returned in distress. "MY NAIL FILE! MY NAILS!!!"
"Oh, put a sock in it, princess," Gandalf spat and started to file his own, dirty nails. Of course, Legolas, Son of Thranduil, never gives up that easily.
"I WANT MY NAIL FILE BACK OR I'LL CUT YOUR HEAD OFF!" Legolas threatened, pulling out a pair of scissors (he stupidly left his bow at *home*). But never say no one warned him when Gandalf pulled out his staff and sent the poor elf flying out of the famous third story window.
Megan gasped behind Sandy, who yawned. After seeing this same scene everyday for a few weeks, it gets boring after a while. But to the rest of the class, it's entertainment.
Eowyn pulled out a set of matches, took Legolas' homework, and decided to burn it out of the window. "How do you like your homework, elf-boy? I hope you like it extra-crispy!" And the ashes dropped down onto Legolas' unconscious body.
"That should teach him a lesson or two," Gimli sat down quite satisfied. "Stupid elves think they're so invincible. Ah! I must hand it to you, Gandalf. Good job, good job."
And that wasn't the end of the day. In fact, it was only the beginning and the bell had barely rung for the beginning of class. But that never stopped a Took and a Brandybuck from sneaking out the door with a pair of tweezers in their hands. "Mischief" was their middle name and after that, the words "stupid" and "a danger to themselves" followed. Mostly because, who else do you know would walk up to an unconscious elf and try to pull out ever strand of golden hair before he wakes up?
Legolas did wake up at the end of Elrond's lecture on third century elves and his missing hair was the first thing he noticed.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" a piercing scream echoed throughout the school and into the depths of the world. "MY HAIR!!! MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR!!! WHERE DID IT GO? GAAAAAAAAAAANDAAAAAAAAAAAAALF!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" the elf ran up to the classroom and immediately attacked the wizard, but was stopped half way by Galadriel's extraodinary powers.
"Calm down, you stupid elf! Do you want to get us all in trouble? Now sit down and be a good boy!" Galadriel commanded and Legolas sat shamefully in his seat. Megan turned to the corner of the class where the hobbits were each holding a wad of money.
"Stupid little hobbits: selling Legolas' hair like that," whispered Sandy in a voice that she meant Legolas to hear. And he did.
The end of class came a few minutes after along with four hobbits being hung outside the window by their furry little hobbit feet. Megan caught up with Sandy after the bell.
"Why did you tell on the hobbits? That's tattle-tailing!" Megan cried angrily.
"Because," Sandy laughed, "there's a greater power in this class than you could ever imagine."
And the two parted, one losing respect for the other.
By Alyssa Wood
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Author's Note: thanks again to Marina for sending MORE objects! Hey, if you really like this story, PLEASE send more items!!! My e-mail address is blue_eyes0874@yahoo.com! I just need four abnormal objects to continue the next chapter. THANKS!!!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Official Pick-On-Legolas DAY!!!
Megan awoke early the next morning with a splitting headache and a bad feeling settling in her stomach. She still hadn't gotten over the events from the previous day and didn't seem to be looking forward to going back. But curiosity pulled the sixteen-year-old out of bed and, still in her pajamas, walking to school. The only problem was: she was 3 hours early for school (5AM).
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
Neither Sandy nor Megan knew where their APME classmates went after class, let alone after school. But Megan was soon to find out when she accidentally stepped on Pippin's nose in the middle of the football field.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Pippin cried, waking up Megan from her sleepwalking. Megan looked around in alarm and began to run, but unfortunately, she ran into Merry and tripped over his foot.
"AHHHHHH!!! Where am I? What's going on?" Megan panicked. Pippin, Merry, Sam, and Frodo looked at her with equal confusion. "Why am I here? Why are YOU here?" Megan continued to interrogate.
"Calm down, Miss Atwood," Sam tried to help her up and quiet her at the same time. "You are at school and it's early." Only a streetlight off in the distant illuminated the group enough for Megan to recognize the four waist-high hobbits.
Merry began to laugh. "I knew Galadriel was up to something," he whispered to the other hobbits.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Megan returned to school at the proper time and early enough to arrive in class before the bell. Her hair was a brown tangle and she was constantly receiving disapproving looks from the elves, mostly Legolas.
"She needs to do SOMETHING with her hair," Legolas thought disgustedly to himself, pulling out a nail file and returning to making his beautiful nails match the rest of his beautiful self. But unfortunately, Gandalf noticed the nail file.
"GAGH!!!" Gandalf gasped, catching the glittering tool out of the corner of his eyes. "A NAIL FILE! I've been NEEDING one of those!" Gandalf came upon Legolas and snatched the file before you could say "preciousss".
"AH!" Legolas returned in distress. "MY NAIL FILE! MY NAILS!!!"
"Oh, put a sock in it, princess," Gandalf spat and started to file his own, dirty nails. Of course, Legolas, Son of Thranduil, never gives up that easily.
"I WANT MY NAIL FILE BACK OR I'LL CUT YOUR HEAD OFF!" Legolas threatened, pulling out a pair of scissors (he stupidly left his bow at *home*). But never say no one warned him when Gandalf pulled out his staff and sent the poor elf flying out of the famous third story window.
Megan gasped behind Sandy, who yawned. After seeing this same scene everyday for a few weeks, it gets boring after a while. But to the rest of the class, it's entertainment.
Eowyn pulled out a set of matches, took Legolas' homework, and decided to burn it out of the window. "How do you like your homework, elf-boy? I hope you like it extra-crispy!" And the ashes dropped down onto Legolas' unconscious body.
"That should teach him a lesson or two," Gimli sat down quite satisfied. "Stupid elves think they're so invincible. Ah! I must hand it to you, Gandalf. Good job, good job."
And that wasn't the end of the day. In fact, it was only the beginning and the bell had barely rung for the beginning of class. But that never stopped a Took and a Brandybuck from sneaking out the door with a pair of tweezers in their hands. "Mischief" was their middle name and after that, the words "stupid" and "a danger to themselves" followed. Mostly because, who else do you know would walk up to an unconscious elf and try to pull out ever strand of golden hair before he wakes up?
Legolas did wake up at the end of Elrond's lecture on third century elves and his missing hair was the first thing he noticed.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" a piercing scream echoed throughout the school and into the depths of the world. "MY HAIR!!! MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR!!! WHERE DID IT GO? GAAAAAAAAAAANDAAAAAAAAAAAAALF!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" the elf ran up to the classroom and immediately attacked the wizard, but was stopped half way by Galadriel's extraodinary powers.
"Calm down, you stupid elf! Do you want to get us all in trouble? Now sit down and be a good boy!" Galadriel commanded and Legolas sat shamefully in his seat. Megan turned to the corner of the class where the hobbits were each holding a wad of money.
"Stupid little hobbits: selling Legolas' hair like that," whispered Sandy in a voice that she meant Legolas to hear. And he did.
The end of class came a few minutes after along with four hobbits being hung outside the window by their furry little hobbit feet. Megan caught up with Sandy after the bell.
"Why did you tell on the hobbits? That's tattle-tailing!" Megan cried angrily.
"Because," Sandy laughed, "there's a greater power in this class than you could ever imagine."
And the two parted, one losing respect for the other.