DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters you recognise. I don't own
Sarah, Henry or Hayley either. I only own myself. If I did own Sarah,
Henry or Hayley, I'd be dead.
***
I reckoned I had the easy task; I got Frodo, Sam and Gimli, instead of mad
Pippin and crazy Merry.
Clutching my 'Lord of the Rings' book, I led them to registration.
I tried to look normal. But, hey, it ain't everyday you have some of the Fellowship of the Ring in school. Mentally I decided that Arwen would not leave here alive. Aragon was so much better looking in real life. I'd kill Rae later. I mean why did she want him?
As I thought about it, Rae was right. Aragon would stand out in my class, but not as much in hers. But that wasn't the point!
The more I thought about it, the more I relaxed. Rae would give me back Aragon. Or else! She didn't want him anyway. The only person I had to kill was Arwen. I stopped planning Rae's death. And concentrated on Arwen's.
I sat in the Latin room, my form room. I relaxed; it shouldn't be too hard. They could practically look after themselves. Or so I thought.
I sat on a desk, and read my LotR book, until the rest of my form arrived.
They didn't notice Sam, Frodo or Gimli. Not even when Gimli tried to cut their knees off. I think he may have been drinking.
They didn't even notice, when Sam started lighting a fire, to cook his second breakfast.
It took me a while to find Frodo, despite the fact that he was in plain view. He was doing something so completely stupid, that my mind was completely ignoring him.
Finally I forced myself of notice Frodo standing on a table in the middle of the room, singing a weird song. Normally I would have tried to remember the words, to laugh at later. Maybe re-enact the scene. But as it was, I was in hysterics.
I had hysterics into my LotR book, while I waited for Miss Pincher, my form tutor.
As normal, she was late. On the rare occasion she was on time, she tore strips out of the few of us, who were even slightly late, on occasions. But when she was late, we weren't allowed to comment.
Gimli tried to cut her knees off, but stopped when it sank into his brain that she was female. So he went and chopped up a cupboard, producing more firewood for Sam.
Frodo was now doing a dance, which looked something like the Macarena. I doubled over. This could not be happening. I had to be dreaming. I pinched myself, and didn't wake up. So I wasn't dreaming.
I watched as Sam presented Frodo with a bacon buttie, which Frodo sat down to eat.
Finally Miss Pinch let us go. I walked, while reading (a skill I had picked up quiet easily) to my first exam, followed by the 2 hobbits and the dwarf.
My first exam was woodwork, I had to finish the item, I had been making. It was a desk organiser. I just had to varnish it. I reckoned it shouldn't take long. But with 2 hobbits and a dwarf around, it might take longer. Everything I had seen so far didn't give me any encouragement.
I got into the tech room, grabbed an apron, shoved it on, grabbed a brush and a pot of varnish, and started to varnish. The rest of my class started work on theirs as well.
Sam was in heaven, there was so much wood around; he could start work on snack. I watched as he piled up scrap pieces of wood, to start a fire. Once it was started, I couldn't believe that the fire alarms weren't going off. It was so fierce.
Gimli was involved in his favourite pass time, chopping things up. At first he tried to start on people's legs. Until I tried to steal his axe. "MY AXE!" "Then don't chop at people's legs." "Fine!" Gimli immediately started chopping at the wooden benches. He was driving me up the wall, so I ignored him.
Frodo was even easier to ignore, as he was having a paint fight. In a normal class I couldn't have ignored him, but my class was weird. No two ways about it. Frodo was throwing pink paint around, like there was no tomorrow. Louise was throwing green paint, Mary blue, Jess red. Soon they were all so covered in paint, I could barely tell one from the other. Normally I would have joined in, but a detention, while Aragon was walking around, cut down on 'Aragon drool time'.
As soon as I had finished my varnishing, I tried to find a safe place to put my work. In the end, I put it on the band saw; it was the only place where the paint wasn't going.
Once it was up there, I quickly retreated into the cupboard, where the computer was. If I got paint on me, I'd be killed later. And put in detention. I didn't want detention, when the Fellowship was around. Only I thing was running through my brain. "They're mad! They're all mad! I need help!" I knew that Rae would know what to do. She always did. It may have been because she could get away with anything, and everything. And she knew exactly who to ask. While I just went and asked anyone and everyone. *** Listen, press the pretty button. And send me a review.
Clutching my 'Lord of the Rings' book, I led them to registration.
I tried to look normal. But, hey, it ain't everyday you have some of the Fellowship of the Ring in school. Mentally I decided that Arwen would not leave here alive. Aragon was so much better looking in real life. I'd kill Rae later. I mean why did she want him?
As I thought about it, Rae was right. Aragon would stand out in my class, but not as much in hers. But that wasn't the point!
The more I thought about it, the more I relaxed. Rae would give me back Aragon. Or else! She didn't want him anyway. The only person I had to kill was Arwen. I stopped planning Rae's death. And concentrated on Arwen's.
I sat in the Latin room, my form room. I relaxed; it shouldn't be too hard. They could practically look after themselves. Or so I thought.
I sat on a desk, and read my LotR book, until the rest of my form arrived.
They didn't notice Sam, Frodo or Gimli. Not even when Gimli tried to cut their knees off. I think he may have been drinking.
They didn't even notice, when Sam started lighting a fire, to cook his second breakfast.
It took me a while to find Frodo, despite the fact that he was in plain view. He was doing something so completely stupid, that my mind was completely ignoring him.
Finally I forced myself of notice Frodo standing on a table in the middle of the room, singing a weird song. Normally I would have tried to remember the words, to laugh at later. Maybe re-enact the scene. But as it was, I was in hysterics.
I had hysterics into my LotR book, while I waited for Miss Pincher, my form tutor.
As normal, she was late. On the rare occasion she was on time, she tore strips out of the few of us, who were even slightly late, on occasions. But when she was late, we weren't allowed to comment.
Gimli tried to cut her knees off, but stopped when it sank into his brain that she was female. So he went and chopped up a cupboard, producing more firewood for Sam.
Frodo was now doing a dance, which looked something like the Macarena. I doubled over. This could not be happening. I had to be dreaming. I pinched myself, and didn't wake up. So I wasn't dreaming.
I watched as Sam presented Frodo with a bacon buttie, which Frodo sat down to eat.
Finally Miss Pinch let us go. I walked, while reading (a skill I had picked up quiet easily) to my first exam, followed by the 2 hobbits and the dwarf.
My first exam was woodwork, I had to finish the item, I had been making. It was a desk organiser. I just had to varnish it. I reckoned it shouldn't take long. But with 2 hobbits and a dwarf around, it might take longer. Everything I had seen so far didn't give me any encouragement.
I got into the tech room, grabbed an apron, shoved it on, grabbed a brush and a pot of varnish, and started to varnish. The rest of my class started work on theirs as well.
Sam was in heaven, there was so much wood around; he could start work on snack. I watched as he piled up scrap pieces of wood, to start a fire. Once it was started, I couldn't believe that the fire alarms weren't going off. It was so fierce.
Gimli was involved in his favourite pass time, chopping things up. At first he tried to start on people's legs. Until I tried to steal his axe. "MY AXE!" "Then don't chop at people's legs." "Fine!" Gimli immediately started chopping at the wooden benches. He was driving me up the wall, so I ignored him.
Frodo was even easier to ignore, as he was having a paint fight. In a normal class I couldn't have ignored him, but my class was weird. No two ways about it. Frodo was throwing pink paint around, like there was no tomorrow. Louise was throwing green paint, Mary blue, Jess red. Soon they were all so covered in paint, I could barely tell one from the other. Normally I would have joined in, but a detention, while Aragon was walking around, cut down on 'Aragon drool time'.
As soon as I had finished my varnishing, I tried to find a safe place to put my work. In the end, I put it on the band saw; it was the only place where the paint wasn't going.
Once it was up there, I quickly retreated into the cupboard, where the computer was. If I got paint on me, I'd be killed later. And put in detention. I didn't want detention, when the Fellowship was around. Only I thing was running through my brain. "They're mad! They're all mad! I need help!" I knew that Rae would know what to do. She always did. It may have been because she could get away with anything, and everything. And she knew exactly who to ask. While I just went and asked anyone and everyone. *** Listen, press the pretty button. And send me a review.