Chapter VI:
I woke up at 1:00 in the afternoon, the next day, having gone to bed at 9:00. I guess I must have been tired. Having taken a shower and changed, I went to get some coffee and a lot of it!
"Sydney, you are alive after all. I thought that you might have died," Legolas said smiling.
"Yes, I am, although barely," I replied.
"Here," he said, handing me a cup of hot coffee. "This should help. I've been wanting to talk to you."
"Go ahead," I replied. "But let's go sit on the couch."
We went in the living room.
"Yesterday, when I told you that you were an Elf, I didn't want to scare you and I certainly didn't want to make you faint. I'm very sorry if I frightened you."
"Legolas, when you told me that, it was the second best moment in my life," I said.
We sat in silence for a while.
"If that was your second greatest moment, then what was the best?" he asked.
"When I first saw you, I closed my eyes. My best moment ever was when I opened my eyes and you were still there," I answered.
Legolas looked at me and smiled.
"What's yours?" I asked.
"You would not believe me if I told you."
"Please?" I said giving him a sad face.
"Lying beside you, listening to your heartbeat," he replied.
"Listen," I said. "If you liked it that much, you are welcome to do it anytime."
Legolas smiled at me in a playful way.
"Oh no, you don't!" I yelled, setting down my coffee and going to get up from the couch.
I made a break for my bedroom. Legolas followed me and tackled me onto the bed.
"You're no fun," Legolas said, getting a hairbrush. "Sit up and I will fix your hair."
I did what he said and within a matter of moments, my hair looked beautiful.
It took until 6:30 for both of us to get ready for the dance. It being a casual occasion, Legolas wore a pair of khaki pants and a blue dress shirt that made his eyes look like water, while some of his hair was pulled back in a braid and the rest lying down his back. I wore a short black dress and my hair in a braided bun.
We drove to the building on the college campus, where the dance was being held.
"Legolas, go ahead and go in. I'm going to the bathroom to do my makeup. It's pretty hard to do makeup and drive at the same time," I said.
"But you don't need it," he replied.
"You might not think so," I said sarcastically, "but I do."
I went and did my makeup. Then walking into the auditorium, I felt someone grab my arm.
"I haven't seen you in a while," said Cyril Patterson.
"Oh, hi, Cyril," I said.
Cyril was a guy that was extremely influential at my college. He was in some of my classes. He had wanted to date me for quite some time, but knowing that he was a pretentious jerk, I turned him down. I didn't know why he would want me to be his girlfriend. Sure I was smart, but he could have any big-busted, blonde bimbo he wanted. I was definitely not one of those. I was an intelligent brunette, thank you very much.
"How about you and I going to the pub after the dance?" he asked, still gripping my arm.
"Well, actually.," I said.
I felt someone kiss my neck.
"I think this would be a good time for kissing in public," Legolas whispered in my ear.
"Cyril, this is Legol- I mean Basil Rutledge. Basil, this is Cyril Patterson," I said, relieved.
Cyril let go of my arm.
"It's nice to meet you. Sydney has told me so much about you," Legolas lied.
"The pleasure is mine," said Cyril, eyeing Legolas. "I will see you later, Sydney," he said and walked away.
"Why didn't you tell me that slimy aristocrat, Cyril, liked you?" asked Legolas.
"I didn't think he would be here," I said. "As I'm sure you can see, I'm not a huge fan of his."
Just then, a slow song started.
"I've got an idea that could turn Cyril's head," said Legolas. "May I have this dance?"
"Of course," I answered, slipping my hand into Legolas'.
We were going over to where Cyril was when Peter walked up to us.
"This is Robin," he said.
"Nice to meet you Robin," Legolas and I said, excusing ourselves.
Finding Cyril, Legolas slid his arms around my waist and I put my arms around his neck, and we started dancing.
"I don't think that he will bother you again," whispered Legolas, watching Cyril turn green with envy.
"Thank you," I said.
"You don't need to thank me. I get to dance to dance with you, don't I?" he replied smiling.
After the dance, Peter, Robin, Legolas and I went out to eat at a local pub, The Royal Tapestry. We had fun and then went home. We walked in the door and I locked it.
Legolas kissed me on the neck like he had at the dance.
I laughed because it tickled.
"You like that, don't you?" he asked me.
"Ya. And you like this," I said, running my fingers through his hair.
"Yes, I do," he said. "Do you hear us? We've not even known each other for a fortnight."
"Actually, less than a week and a half," I said.
"It's been the happiest week and a half in my life," said Legolas, holding me closer.
Just then, the phone rang. I picked it up. Legolas still held me.
"Hey, did you have fun at the dance?" asked Peter.
"Ya," I answered, "I did. How couldn't I with Legolas?! Didn't you?"
"Of course," he answered. "It looked like Legolas set Cyril right for you."
"Ya," I said. "I can't thank him enough for that."
Legolas kissed the nape of my neck and I giggled.
"What's going on over there?!" asked Pete.
"Nothing," I answered.
"Something is. I heard you laugh. Is Leggy-Kins with you?"
"Ya," I answered.
"So, what's going on?!" asked Peter again.
"If you really want to know, Legolas kissed me," I said.
"Where did he kiss you that made you giggle like that?! No, on second thought, I don't want to know. Yes I do! Where?!"
"On the neck," I said, smiling at Legolas, who I was still pressed against.
"I'm sure that's where he kissed you," he said sarcastically. "You two need a chaperone. I'm coming over."
He hung up.
"Peter is coming over," I told Legolas.
We cleaned up a bit around the apartment and the doorbell rang. I answered it.
"I'm here," said Pete, a sleeping bag in his arm. "I'm staying to make sure that nothing is going on around here tonight."
Peter laid his sleeping bag down on the couch.
"I'm sleeping here and you two are to stay in your bedrooms, by yourselves. Understood?!"
"Yes," Legolas and I said simultaneously.
"Good. Then go!" said Peter.
I woke up at 1:00 in the afternoon, the next day, having gone to bed at 9:00. I guess I must have been tired. Having taken a shower and changed, I went to get some coffee and a lot of it!
"Sydney, you are alive after all. I thought that you might have died," Legolas said smiling.
"Yes, I am, although barely," I replied.
"Here," he said, handing me a cup of hot coffee. "This should help. I've been wanting to talk to you."
"Go ahead," I replied. "But let's go sit on the couch."
We went in the living room.
"Yesterday, when I told you that you were an Elf, I didn't want to scare you and I certainly didn't want to make you faint. I'm very sorry if I frightened you."
"Legolas, when you told me that, it was the second best moment in my life," I said.
We sat in silence for a while.
"If that was your second greatest moment, then what was the best?" he asked.
"When I first saw you, I closed my eyes. My best moment ever was when I opened my eyes and you were still there," I answered.
Legolas looked at me and smiled.
"What's yours?" I asked.
"You would not believe me if I told you."
"Please?" I said giving him a sad face.
"Lying beside you, listening to your heartbeat," he replied.
"Listen," I said. "If you liked it that much, you are welcome to do it anytime."
Legolas smiled at me in a playful way.
"Oh no, you don't!" I yelled, setting down my coffee and going to get up from the couch.
I made a break for my bedroom. Legolas followed me and tackled me onto the bed.
"You're no fun," Legolas said, getting a hairbrush. "Sit up and I will fix your hair."
I did what he said and within a matter of moments, my hair looked beautiful.
It took until 6:30 for both of us to get ready for the dance. It being a casual occasion, Legolas wore a pair of khaki pants and a blue dress shirt that made his eyes look like water, while some of his hair was pulled back in a braid and the rest lying down his back. I wore a short black dress and my hair in a braided bun.
We drove to the building on the college campus, where the dance was being held.
"Legolas, go ahead and go in. I'm going to the bathroom to do my makeup. It's pretty hard to do makeup and drive at the same time," I said.
"But you don't need it," he replied.
"You might not think so," I said sarcastically, "but I do."
I went and did my makeup. Then walking into the auditorium, I felt someone grab my arm.
"I haven't seen you in a while," said Cyril Patterson.
"Oh, hi, Cyril," I said.
Cyril was a guy that was extremely influential at my college. He was in some of my classes. He had wanted to date me for quite some time, but knowing that he was a pretentious jerk, I turned him down. I didn't know why he would want me to be his girlfriend. Sure I was smart, but he could have any big-busted, blonde bimbo he wanted. I was definitely not one of those. I was an intelligent brunette, thank you very much.
"How about you and I going to the pub after the dance?" he asked, still gripping my arm.
"Well, actually.," I said.
I felt someone kiss my neck.
"I think this would be a good time for kissing in public," Legolas whispered in my ear.
"Cyril, this is Legol- I mean Basil Rutledge. Basil, this is Cyril Patterson," I said, relieved.
Cyril let go of my arm.
"It's nice to meet you. Sydney has told me so much about you," Legolas lied.
"The pleasure is mine," said Cyril, eyeing Legolas. "I will see you later, Sydney," he said and walked away.
"Why didn't you tell me that slimy aristocrat, Cyril, liked you?" asked Legolas.
"I didn't think he would be here," I said. "As I'm sure you can see, I'm not a huge fan of his."
Just then, a slow song started.
"I've got an idea that could turn Cyril's head," said Legolas. "May I have this dance?"
"Of course," I answered, slipping my hand into Legolas'.
We were going over to where Cyril was when Peter walked up to us.
"This is Robin," he said.
"Nice to meet you Robin," Legolas and I said, excusing ourselves.
Finding Cyril, Legolas slid his arms around my waist and I put my arms around his neck, and we started dancing.
"I don't think that he will bother you again," whispered Legolas, watching Cyril turn green with envy.
"Thank you," I said.
"You don't need to thank me. I get to dance to dance with you, don't I?" he replied smiling.
After the dance, Peter, Robin, Legolas and I went out to eat at a local pub, The Royal Tapestry. We had fun and then went home. We walked in the door and I locked it.
Legolas kissed me on the neck like he had at the dance.
I laughed because it tickled.
"You like that, don't you?" he asked me.
"Ya. And you like this," I said, running my fingers through his hair.
"Yes, I do," he said. "Do you hear us? We've not even known each other for a fortnight."
"Actually, less than a week and a half," I said.
"It's been the happiest week and a half in my life," said Legolas, holding me closer.
Just then, the phone rang. I picked it up. Legolas still held me.
"Hey, did you have fun at the dance?" asked Peter.
"Ya," I answered, "I did. How couldn't I with Legolas?! Didn't you?"
"Of course," he answered. "It looked like Legolas set Cyril right for you."
"Ya," I said. "I can't thank him enough for that."
Legolas kissed the nape of my neck and I giggled.
"What's going on over there?!" asked Pete.
"Nothing," I answered.
"Something is. I heard you laugh. Is Leggy-Kins with you?"
"Ya," I answered.
"So, what's going on?!" asked Peter again.
"If you really want to know, Legolas kissed me," I said.
"Where did he kiss you that made you giggle like that?! No, on second thought, I don't want to know. Yes I do! Where?!"
"On the neck," I said, smiling at Legolas, who I was still pressed against.
"I'm sure that's where he kissed you," he said sarcastically. "You two need a chaperone. I'm coming over."
He hung up.
"Peter is coming over," I told Legolas.
We cleaned up a bit around the apartment and the doorbell rang. I answered it.
"I'm here," said Pete, a sleeping bag in his arm. "I'm staying to make sure that nothing is going on around here tonight."
Peter laid his sleeping bag down on the couch.
"I'm sleeping here and you two are to stay in your bedrooms, by yourselves. Understood?!"
"Yes," Legolas and I said simultaneously.
"Good. Then go!" said Peter.