Amazingly, Rachel managed to fall asleep. As soon as her breathing had
changed, Taylor crept towards her and grabbed the arrow. She'd have to do
this quickly so that Rachel wouldn't notice until it was over. Taking a
deep breath, Taylor pulled hard on the arrow and it came out, stained with
Rachel's blood. Rachel let out a scream and clutched her shoulder. Taylor
threw the arrow down with disgust and put a hand over Rae's mouth.
"Shhhh! I'm sorry, but its all better now, right? Here.. I'll need to wrap that up.." Taylor took her hand away and went for her pack.
Rachel glared as she held a hand to her shoulder."I can't believe you. I told you not to do that! It stil hurts.."She whimpered. Taylor rolled her eyes.
"Don't be a baby. I'm sorry you got hit, but its over, and you can heal now."She bit her lip as she reached into her pack. Her hand found a first aid kid."Oh yeah! Great. I can wrap it up now-"
"Fine, but after that, I'm not speaking to you!"She told Tay, who shrugged.
"Fine with me!" Taylor muttered as she bandaged up the wound."Seeing as we're both up, we'll keep walking. We're bound to find a village somewhere. Follow me.. you'll likely get us lost."
With that, Taylor stood up and slung her pack onto her back. She started off in on random trail that would hopefully lead them out of the forest.
Rachel walked behind at a slow pace. Her feet were killing her her shoulder ached. She glared at the back of the other girl's head. Taylor was such a know-it-all. She thought she was all that, when she didn't even compare to Rachel. Still.. she wouldn't admit it, but she was grateful to her for removing the arrow.
Taylor led Rachel until dawn, when it started getting light. Then she decided they could rest.
They stopped by a small stream. Rachel removed her shoe and removed a rock inside. She sat down on a log and watched as Taylor searched the area for who-knows-what. She finally returned and sat next to Rachel saying nothing as she searched her pack. After a moment she brought out a ugly old toy bear.
"Oh Bob!" Taylor grinned and hugged the thing and Rachel raised an eyebrow.
"How childish. You're lucky we're lost, otherwise I'd tell everybody about your bear." Rachel muttered, eyeying 'Bob'.
"Speaking to me now? Well, I don't much care if people know about Bob. Hes a great friend of mine, so there." Taylor snuggled Bob and Rachel stared.
"Not even gonna ask."
Taylor smiled as she hugged Bob."Now that we're talking, might you be interested in whats going on?"
"Duh. Spill it."
"We're in Middle-Earth, Rachel. I'm not exactly sure *where* in Middle- Earth, but the area is familiar. With any luck, the Fellowship-"
"The what?"
"You haven't seen the movie, have you? Group of nine..uhm.. men. I bet they could point us in the right direction."
Rachel raised an eyebrow at Tay. The toy-hugging scrawny little girl was going nuts." We are NOT in a movie here, Taylor! I don't know where we are, but definitely not in the fictional place you're talking about. Man! You're such a loser, you know that?"
"Better than you. I, at least, have a good future. You don't."
"And whats that supposed to mean?"
The two went quiet then because they heard voices nearby.
Taylor had had enough of Rachel's whining and mean comments. She was tempted to punch her now, hard, and break her nose. That would be great. Give the perfect girl a crooked nose. But she stopped cold when she heard voices nearby.
"Told you!" She hissed, and moved silently to the bushes and peeked through.
A familiar group of men were walking together, speaking quietly to one another. Taylor noticed first the man with light hair, who had to be Boromir. He was quieter than the others and had a strange expression on his face, as if he was thinking hard about somthing. Tay then noticed the Hobbits. Frodo in particular, because of his dark curls. From a distance he looked like a child, but she knew better. His hands kept moving to the Ring. Tay felt bad for him. Next was Sam, the loyal Hobbit who was walking next to Frodo. Tay had always liked him. He seemed so sweet. Pippin was walking next to Merry. The two looked similar frm a distance, with the same color hair and being about the same height. Tay would have thought they were cute, except they were much older than her. Legolas was walking ahead with Gimli. Legolas was.. beautiful, that was the only word for it. He was argueing with Gimli about something. Aragorn stopped next to Gandalf and frowned. Taylor almost giggled out loud as she remembered how much her mother liked Aragorn. Especially after Taylor's father died. Gandalf was tanding holding his staff thingy and looking important. Taylor wanted to laugh out loud, but remained silent as Aragorn spoke.
"Someone is watching."He said, very quietly, to Gandalf.
Taylor backed off a bit and hit Rachel, who'd been standing close behind her.
"Owies!" Rachel muttered as Taylor trod on her foot. Taylor covered her mouth.
"Shh." Rachel only glared as she rubbed her already sore foot.
Taylor stpped forward through the bushes, and all eyes came to her. She cleared her throat ad spoke slowly and clearly, hoping they'd understand.
"Sorry.. sorry, didn't mean to sneak up on you, but we're kind of lost--" She halfway turned and pointed at Rachel, who had removed her shoe and was hopping around, massaging her foot."--And we'd like to get to some sort of village before we kill eachother."
Taylor chewed her fingernail as the nine stared at her. Rachel finally stepped up by her side and stared dreamily at Legolas.
"Oh, shit. They don't understand either, do they?" Rachel moaned."My life is over. Tell me when we get back to earth."
Taylor nudged Rachel hard against her shoulder, the wounded one, and Rachel stepped back, scowling.
"PLEASE tell me you understand.." Taylor said quietly. Gandalf finally nodded.
"We do, child. How did you get so far out here?"
"Well, thats my friends fault, really. Long story." Said Taylor, grinning.
"I am shocked that these two little ones could survive out here for so long."Said Boromir. Taylor shrugged.
"Me too. I was stuck with Rachel over there.. 'nuff said."
Rachel thought Tay's little plan was stupid. These people were too weird, except for one, of course. The one called Legolas was amazing!
Rae's shoulder was aching again. Taylor probably made it start bleeding again, the little brat. Tay was getting along well with all nine of them. But Rachel.. she'd say something, anything, and only get blank stares.
Taylor had gone off with Aragorn, who was showing her his sword. Rachel watched Legolas when she thought he wasn't looking. Of course, he always was. Rachel sighed and sat down against a tree and glared at the dwarf, who glared back. Then Rachel started giggling and couldn't stop. She recieved more confused stares.
"What do you find so comical?" Legolas asked her, but Rachel didn't answer. She covered her mouth until she stopped and wouldn't look at any of them for a very long time.
Taylor liked Aragorn. He looked intimidating but he was really very nice. He even let her hold his sword. He looked surprised when she could hold it.
"I've never seen anything like this in real life before." Taylor said quietly as she looked it over.
Aragorn smiled."Never? That surprises me."
"Well, where I come from, we have different kinds of weapons."
"Where do you come from?"
"Far away from here. A place called Washington in the United States of America, on Earth." Taylor said simply. Aragorn frowned. He'd never heard of such a place.
"Shhhh! I'm sorry, but its all better now, right? Here.. I'll need to wrap that up.." Taylor took her hand away and went for her pack.
Rachel glared as she held a hand to her shoulder."I can't believe you. I told you not to do that! It stil hurts.."She whimpered. Taylor rolled her eyes.
"Don't be a baby. I'm sorry you got hit, but its over, and you can heal now."She bit her lip as she reached into her pack. Her hand found a first aid kid."Oh yeah! Great. I can wrap it up now-"
"Fine, but after that, I'm not speaking to you!"She told Tay, who shrugged.
"Fine with me!" Taylor muttered as she bandaged up the wound."Seeing as we're both up, we'll keep walking. We're bound to find a village somewhere. Follow me.. you'll likely get us lost."
With that, Taylor stood up and slung her pack onto her back. She started off in on random trail that would hopefully lead them out of the forest.
Rachel walked behind at a slow pace. Her feet were killing her her shoulder ached. She glared at the back of the other girl's head. Taylor was such a know-it-all. She thought she was all that, when she didn't even compare to Rachel. Still.. she wouldn't admit it, but she was grateful to her for removing the arrow.
Taylor led Rachel until dawn, when it started getting light. Then she decided they could rest.
They stopped by a small stream. Rachel removed her shoe and removed a rock inside. She sat down on a log and watched as Taylor searched the area for who-knows-what. She finally returned and sat next to Rachel saying nothing as she searched her pack. After a moment she brought out a ugly old toy bear.
"Oh Bob!" Taylor grinned and hugged the thing and Rachel raised an eyebrow.
"How childish. You're lucky we're lost, otherwise I'd tell everybody about your bear." Rachel muttered, eyeying 'Bob'.
"Speaking to me now? Well, I don't much care if people know about Bob. Hes a great friend of mine, so there." Taylor snuggled Bob and Rachel stared.
"Not even gonna ask."
Taylor smiled as she hugged Bob."Now that we're talking, might you be interested in whats going on?"
"Duh. Spill it."
"We're in Middle-Earth, Rachel. I'm not exactly sure *where* in Middle- Earth, but the area is familiar. With any luck, the Fellowship-"
"The what?"
"You haven't seen the movie, have you? Group of nine..uhm.. men. I bet they could point us in the right direction."
Rachel raised an eyebrow at Tay. The toy-hugging scrawny little girl was going nuts." We are NOT in a movie here, Taylor! I don't know where we are, but definitely not in the fictional place you're talking about. Man! You're such a loser, you know that?"
"Better than you. I, at least, have a good future. You don't."
"And whats that supposed to mean?"
The two went quiet then because they heard voices nearby.
Taylor had had enough of Rachel's whining and mean comments. She was tempted to punch her now, hard, and break her nose. That would be great. Give the perfect girl a crooked nose. But she stopped cold when she heard voices nearby.
"Told you!" She hissed, and moved silently to the bushes and peeked through.
A familiar group of men were walking together, speaking quietly to one another. Taylor noticed first the man with light hair, who had to be Boromir. He was quieter than the others and had a strange expression on his face, as if he was thinking hard about somthing. Tay then noticed the Hobbits. Frodo in particular, because of his dark curls. From a distance he looked like a child, but she knew better. His hands kept moving to the Ring. Tay felt bad for him. Next was Sam, the loyal Hobbit who was walking next to Frodo. Tay had always liked him. He seemed so sweet. Pippin was walking next to Merry. The two looked similar frm a distance, with the same color hair and being about the same height. Tay would have thought they were cute, except they were much older than her. Legolas was walking ahead with Gimli. Legolas was.. beautiful, that was the only word for it. He was argueing with Gimli about something. Aragorn stopped next to Gandalf and frowned. Taylor almost giggled out loud as she remembered how much her mother liked Aragorn. Especially after Taylor's father died. Gandalf was tanding holding his staff thingy and looking important. Taylor wanted to laugh out loud, but remained silent as Aragorn spoke.
"Someone is watching."He said, very quietly, to Gandalf.
Taylor backed off a bit and hit Rachel, who'd been standing close behind her.
"Owies!" Rachel muttered as Taylor trod on her foot. Taylor covered her mouth.
"Shh." Rachel only glared as she rubbed her already sore foot.
Taylor stpped forward through the bushes, and all eyes came to her. She cleared her throat ad spoke slowly and clearly, hoping they'd understand.
"Sorry.. sorry, didn't mean to sneak up on you, but we're kind of lost--" She halfway turned and pointed at Rachel, who had removed her shoe and was hopping around, massaging her foot."--And we'd like to get to some sort of village before we kill eachother."
Taylor chewed her fingernail as the nine stared at her. Rachel finally stepped up by her side and stared dreamily at Legolas.
"Oh, shit. They don't understand either, do they?" Rachel moaned."My life is over. Tell me when we get back to earth."
Taylor nudged Rachel hard against her shoulder, the wounded one, and Rachel stepped back, scowling.
"PLEASE tell me you understand.." Taylor said quietly. Gandalf finally nodded.
"We do, child. How did you get so far out here?"
"Well, thats my friends fault, really. Long story." Said Taylor, grinning.
"I am shocked that these two little ones could survive out here for so long."Said Boromir. Taylor shrugged.
"Me too. I was stuck with Rachel over there.. 'nuff said."
Rachel thought Tay's little plan was stupid. These people were too weird, except for one, of course. The one called Legolas was amazing!
Rae's shoulder was aching again. Taylor probably made it start bleeding again, the little brat. Tay was getting along well with all nine of them. But Rachel.. she'd say something, anything, and only get blank stares.
Taylor had gone off with Aragorn, who was showing her his sword. Rachel watched Legolas when she thought he wasn't looking. Of course, he always was. Rachel sighed and sat down against a tree and glared at the dwarf, who glared back. Then Rachel started giggling and couldn't stop. She recieved more confused stares.
"What do you find so comical?" Legolas asked her, but Rachel didn't answer. She covered her mouth until she stopped and wouldn't look at any of them for a very long time.
Taylor liked Aragorn. He looked intimidating but he was really very nice. He even let her hold his sword. He looked surprised when she could hold it.
"I've never seen anything like this in real life before." Taylor said quietly as she looked it over.
Aragorn smiled."Never? That surprises me."
"Well, where I come from, we have different kinds of weapons."
"Where do you come from?"
"Far away from here. A place called Washington in the United States of America, on Earth." Taylor said simply. Aragorn frowned. He'd never heard of such a place.