A/N: You love me! You really love me! Okay, I have close to none of an idea of how the whole process of adoption goes, so forgive if I get something wrong. And I don't own LOTR!
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Jennifer had done as she said she would. But instead of getting adopted, Stacie went into a foster home.
"Oh, my gosh! We're gonna be like sisters!" The blonde sixteen year old hugged Stacie. She simply gave a nervous smile. "Oh, sorry! My name's Lauren." She shrugged as she held her hand. Stacie shook it.
"I'm Jordan, and this is my wife Angie. We're your new foster parents." Stacie was in such a state of shock she almost didn't see the man's outstretched hand.
"Huh? Oh, sorry." She shook his hand and then Angie's. She wasn't so sure how she was going to deal with this. "Nice to meet, detective Jordan, Mrs. Tannor." They smiled warmly.
"Please, call me Jordan."
"And Angie."
"And Lauren!" Lauren jumped up and down with glee. (Great...just great) Stacie wasn't all too happy.
The weeks rolled by. Every night Stacie had dreams of Middle Earth. Of the trees, the soothing smell of the gardens, and of Legolas. He was always there. Always making her wish to go back.
Stacie went to the same highschool. Lauren was new there, her family had moved to the district that summer. While Lauren had her pretty and pink friends, who were for the most part popular, Stacie held to herself. She was a loner to say the least.
She was walking through the cafeteria one day when Lauren called her name.
"Stacie! Stacie, come here and sit by us." She smiled at her. (Aww, how nice she's giving me her charity)
"No thanks. I have to go to the library and work on a project."
"But there's someone I want you to meet!" She shook her head. (I know most of these people. Who is there to meet?) Her curiosity got the better of her and she walked over to Lauren's table.
"Stacie, this is Josh. Josh, this is Stacie." She grinned. Stacie's mind swam while she managed a smile. Josh. The same Josh she used to have a crush on-before he died. Before she killed him.
"Nice to meet you Stacie, though I think I already knew you." He laughed as they shook hands.
"Hey, Josh, maybe you could help Stacie work on her project in the library?" She winked at Stacie.
"I don't need any help."
"It's no problem! What subject is it for?" He asked.
"English 3 honors. And it is a problem because Mrs. Loretta told us it was an independent project. Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do." She turned around and walked off to the library.
"What are you waiting for? Go after her!" Lauren prompted Josh. He was quick to pursue the girl who had just blown him off.
Stacie was almost up the flight of stairs when Josh came after her.
"Stacie!" She didn't stop. "Stacie!" He said louder. Still she ignored him. He ran up to her and grabbed her wrist. "Why were you ignoring me?" He demanded.
"My reasons are my own, now let go!" He let go and backed away.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad."
"It's okay, but look, I am not interested in anything other than friendship."
"I understand." He smiled. "I'll see you around!" Stacie watched his retreating back without any regret, then she went her own way.
It had been a week since Legolas and Gimli had left for the glittering caves. Gimli was very enthusiastic when they left. But no matter how hard he tried, Legolas could not have any fun. The more he thought about Stacie's slender form and beautiful face, the more his cruel words were thrown in his face. Then, out of the blue, Gimli broke into song. Which scared the elf thoroughly.
-The dwarves, they do mine
Toil and work, all they do know
Fine jewels and gems are more than fine
The men are thirsty for power
Their schemes may seem low
But they are the rulers up in the tower
Elves, immortal beings
Indeed are they graceful and fair
Though stubborn and proud by any means! (Here Legolas wacked him over the head)
Hobbits are short fellows
They're type of folk that you'd want to hug like a bear! (Legolas: what?!)
If indeed you do, the one you did bellows!-
"What kind of song was that?!"
"A song of the different races. That's what! I thought it to be original."
"And where, if indeed a stubborn and proud elf like myself might ask, did you get that song?"
"Indeed you may. I made it up myself." Gimli seemed mighty proud of himself.
"Well, that explains alot." The dwarf glared UP at him.
Though the mood was indeed lightened, the extreme sorrow that had befallen Legolas's heart would not be lifted. He felt his heart to be crushed. And it showed as the days and weeks went on...
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A/N: Okay, you see that button down there? Yeah, just below this. It's a pretty button...you know you wanna click it and review my story! And give your good "honest" opinion. =) NOw, move the mouse over the button, then press down the left button on your mouse. I know it's hard...sorry, I was raised on sarcasm. And I made up Gimli's song. So, if were some messed up reason you think you wanna use it, ASK ME FIRST!
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Jennifer had done as she said she would. But instead of getting adopted, Stacie went into a foster home.
"Oh, my gosh! We're gonna be like sisters!" The blonde sixteen year old hugged Stacie. She simply gave a nervous smile. "Oh, sorry! My name's Lauren." She shrugged as she held her hand. Stacie shook it.
"I'm Jordan, and this is my wife Angie. We're your new foster parents." Stacie was in such a state of shock she almost didn't see the man's outstretched hand.
"Huh? Oh, sorry." She shook his hand and then Angie's. She wasn't so sure how she was going to deal with this. "Nice to meet, detective Jordan, Mrs. Tannor." They smiled warmly.
"Please, call me Jordan."
"And Angie."
"And Lauren!" Lauren jumped up and down with glee. (Great...just great) Stacie wasn't all too happy.
The weeks rolled by. Every night Stacie had dreams of Middle Earth. Of the trees, the soothing smell of the gardens, and of Legolas. He was always there. Always making her wish to go back.
Stacie went to the same highschool. Lauren was new there, her family had moved to the district that summer. While Lauren had her pretty and pink friends, who were for the most part popular, Stacie held to herself. She was a loner to say the least.
She was walking through the cafeteria one day when Lauren called her name.
"Stacie! Stacie, come here and sit by us." She smiled at her. (Aww, how nice she's giving me her charity)
"No thanks. I have to go to the library and work on a project."
"But there's someone I want you to meet!" She shook her head. (I know most of these people. Who is there to meet?) Her curiosity got the better of her and she walked over to Lauren's table.
"Stacie, this is Josh. Josh, this is Stacie." She grinned. Stacie's mind swam while she managed a smile. Josh. The same Josh she used to have a crush on-before he died. Before she killed him.
"Nice to meet you Stacie, though I think I already knew you." He laughed as they shook hands.
"Hey, Josh, maybe you could help Stacie work on her project in the library?" She winked at Stacie.
"I don't need any help."
"It's no problem! What subject is it for?" He asked.
"English 3 honors. And it is a problem because Mrs. Loretta told us it was an independent project. Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do." She turned around and walked off to the library.
"What are you waiting for? Go after her!" Lauren prompted Josh. He was quick to pursue the girl who had just blown him off.
Stacie was almost up the flight of stairs when Josh came after her.
"Stacie!" She didn't stop. "Stacie!" He said louder. Still she ignored him. He ran up to her and grabbed her wrist. "Why were you ignoring me?" He demanded.
"My reasons are my own, now let go!" He let go and backed away.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad."
"It's okay, but look, I am not interested in anything other than friendship."
"I understand." He smiled. "I'll see you around!" Stacie watched his retreating back without any regret, then she went her own way.
It had been a week since Legolas and Gimli had left for the glittering caves. Gimli was very enthusiastic when they left. But no matter how hard he tried, Legolas could not have any fun. The more he thought about Stacie's slender form and beautiful face, the more his cruel words were thrown in his face. Then, out of the blue, Gimli broke into song. Which scared the elf thoroughly.
-The dwarves, they do mine
Toil and work, all they do know
Fine jewels and gems are more than fine
The men are thirsty for power
Their schemes may seem low
But they are the rulers up in the tower
Elves, immortal beings
Indeed are they graceful and fair
Though stubborn and proud by any means! (Here Legolas wacked him over the head)
Hobbits are short fellows
They're type of folk that you'd want to hug like a bear! (Legolas: what?!)
If indeed you do, the one you did bellows!-
"What kind of song was that?!"
"A song of the different races. That's what! I thought it to be original."
"And where, if indeed a stubborn and proud elf like myself might ask, did you get that song?"
"Indeed you may. I made it up myself." Gimli seemed mighty proud of himself.
"Well, that explains alot." The dwarf glared UP at him.
Though the mood was indeed lightened, the extreme sorrow that had befallen Legolas's heart would not be lifted. He felt his heart to be crushed. And it showed as the days and weeks went on...
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A/N: Okay, you see that button down there? Yeah, just below this. It's a pretty button...you know you wanna click it and review my story! And give your good "honest" opinion. =) NOw, move the mouse over the button, then press down the left button on your mouse. I know it's hard...sorry, I was raised on sarcasm. And I made up Gimli's song. So, if were some messed up reason you think you wanna use it, ASK ME FIRST!