For those of you that haven't figured it out yet: Gabrielle Loretti- Galdriel

Maurice Istari -Gandalf, and Edmund Pent-Elrond. And the others

Bella Baggins- Bilbo (obviously), Arianne Dunn- Aragron, Felicity Baggins

-Frodo, Meredith Bennett- Merry, and finally Patrick O'Toole- Pippin, and in this chapter, Leonardo Grey-Legolas, Theodore Grey-Thranduil (not a major character), Gina Garpone-Gimli, Bellegarde Gast- Boromir, Fatima Gast- Faramir, Diana Maria Gast- Denethor. ( PS Arwen will not be in this story because well, it's just going to majorly confuse things.)

Chapter 3: A penthouse apartment on Madison Avenue

Manhattan, New York

In a modernly furnished apartment, an extremely tall blond man is quizzing a handsome boy with long platinum blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail. The boy is dressed in a private school uniform and obviously very bored.

" Now, Leonardo, what year did World War 1 end? Quickly now, remember you only have 20 seconds to answer and you want to beat the Pent boys don't you?" The man is obviously English, with a very proper accent. " Well come on Leonardo! What is the answer?" The boy sighs.

" 1918, father. Now can we stop, this is getting extremely boring." The man turns sharply

" Boring? Your future depends on what you know. What will they think at Oxford if you say that learning is boring, medicine is boring. I don't think you will become a great politician like me with that attitude! Now you continue studying I have a business meeting." The man walks quickly out of the room. The boy walks slowly to the door, peaks to see if his father is coming back, then proceeds down the hallway to his room, where he begins playing darts.

" Damn, I wish father would just leave me alone! Why is he so nasty? Wish I was out of here, wish I lived in a different country." Leonardo throws a dart that hits the bulls eye exactly on the target.

" Wow, didn't know I could do that." Leonardo continues on throwing darts.

Brooklyn New York

"Yo, Gina! Get the phone!" screamed a man, with a heavy Brooklyn accent. A very short, (4"10) red headed girl, rushed downstairs very fast.

" Ok, Ok, dad, calm down. Yeah, oh hey! How you doin'? Umm, I'm kinda busy today. EXCUSE ME? I AM NOT YOU'RE FROCKEN GIRL FRIEND, DUMB ASS! I AM NOT GOIN TO BE ANYWHERE YOU MALE CHAUVANIST PIG! YEAH, WELL, GO TO HELL! YEAH SAME TO YOU BUDDY!" Gina slammed the phone down.

'Freakin pervert. I soulda stayed in public school, but Noooo, private school people are nicer, he says. Well obviously not! And for the money they're paying sending me to Scarsdale! Could buy a new car for all that money! Why am I talking to myself? I think I need help! Yeah, I definatley need a LOT of help. Oh yeah, I gotta do my homework. Stupid private school, doesn't even let down on the homework! I GOTTA STOP TALKING TO MYSWLF!'

Richmond, Virgina

" Fatima Anne Gast! How many times do I have to tell you to not read at the table! Fatima? Fatima? FATIMA?!" A very pretty and proper looking woman with light auburn hair yelled at a teenage girl sitting on her left. They were in a very fancy dining room in a fancy house in a fancy suburb in the south. A pretty, if somewhat shy girl looked up form her book.

" What mama? Did you say something?" The other girl at the table, who had short light brown hair and green eyes sniggered earning a look from her mother.

" Yes, Fatima, I did, I just told you to stop reading at the table! Fatima! Fatima!" Fatima was back again reading. The older girl choked on her coke (diet of course).

" Bellergard, stop being silly, this is absolutely not funny!" The girl kept on laughing causing Fatima to start laughing too.

" Girls? GIRLS! GIRLS STOP IT!!!!! Oh, I'm getting a headache!" The woman grabbed her glass of white wine and drained it in one gulp. Fatima looked up from her book.

" Mama, if you really do have a headache, drinking a whole glass of white wine that fast is not going to help it, it's just going to give you a hangover. Oh, and don't take asprin, that could kill you." The woman put her 2nd (or was it 3rd) glass of wine down and glared at her youngest girl.

" If I die from a headache, it is your fault, if only you could be like you're sister Bellergard (who was laughing her head off) I would not have a headache and have to take asprin and then I would not die."

" But Mama, that still doesn't explain why you need to drink a whole glass of white wine to cure it." The woman stands up rapidly.

" Fatima, GO TO YOU'RE ROOM!"

" But mom!"

" And take the hyena with you!" Fatima sighs, grabs her sister, and pulls her out of the dining room. Diana drinks another glass.