1 Disclaimer: I do not own any LotR characters, so don't even think about sueing me, because I don't own shit, exept a cd player, some phatetic € cents, and a patch of gum.

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Halimath 1st, 1384 (Shire Reckoning)

Hi readers,

You're back? Or are you just still here? Anyway, today was a pretty strange day. I had fun though. I met some new people, annoyed some new people, scared some new people off and, last but not least, met some new teachers. I didn't know grownups could be so annoying. Anyway, this is what happened today…

'Wake up Endy, it's time to go to school!'

'I'll be there in a few minutes mom!' Man, I hate waking up in the morning, especially today. Man, it's only 05:30. Why did mom wake me up this early? O, right, I have to be in Rivendell at 16:00. It's a 10 hour drive, and I still have to saddle my horse, pack my bag, make my lunch, and my breakfast… Hmmm, that gives me another 10 minutes to sleep… *ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*

'Get out of your bed right now young lady!' That's my dad, he's gonna drive all the way to Rivendell with me. 'I'm leaving in 25 minutes!'

'Okay Dad! I'll be right there.'

'You'd better be!'

I was about to turn around to sleep for the last 3 minutes I had, when my brother ran in. 'Wake up Endy! You have to go to school.'

'What are you doing up Brend?'

'I'm helping you.'

'It would help if I could get some sleep around here.'

Suddenly, my world turned upside-down. The floor hit me pretty hard.

'Out you go.'

'Brend! Will you never do that again!'

'Why, did I hurt you?'

'No.'

'Then what's your problem?'

That's typically Brend. He's pretty strong for a Hobbit. Pretty big too. He almost reached my chin! Brend is 2 years older than me, and he still enjoys annoying me, even though he's been doing it almost every minute of my 'mortal' life. It's not too bad, really, just the ordinary brotherly love, or hate for that matter. I annoy him, he annoys me, and that's how we live. Now, I had to get up.

'Would you leave me alone for a moment, I need to get dressed.'

'You'd better hurry, you've only got 20 minutes.'

'20 minutes? Damn! Come on, get out of here !'

'I'm going, I'm going!'

Quickly, I got dressed in some comfortable riding clothes. 'Thanks for making me lunch mom!'

'You're welcome honey!' I heard my mother shout from the yard.

I grabbed my bag and Loome's saddle. Loome's my horse. His name is Quenya for darkness. I got him 2 years ago, so it's still a fairly young horse. He's the fastest horse in the Shire, but I guess that's because I way about the same as a pebble, and a full-grown Hobbit's around 40 kilos. 'Suilád Loome.(1)' I said. 'Lle desiel? (2)' I put the saddle on him.

'I'm leaving!' My Dad shouted from the front of our hole.

I drove up to the front of our hole. 'No you're not! You still have to saddle Silvermane!'

Silvermane is my dad's horse. He's 3 years older as Loome, and a very good and strong horse indeed. 'I was just making sure that you'd be here on time.'

'I'm always on time!'

My mom, dad and Brend all started to laugh. 'What?' I asked.

'We really have to get going now!' My dad managed to say inbetween laughs.

'Okay, let's get going!'

'Bye honey!' my mom laughed.

'Bye mom!'

'Bye sis!'

'Bye little brother! See you all next year!'

'Aren't you coming home during the holidays?'

'O, right, I'll see you all then, okay?'

'Okay, byebye now!'

'Bye mom!'

We started riding. We had to make some speed, because we were already behind on schedule. After about a hour, I saw a few horses in the distance.

'Come on Loome, let's catch up with them!' I said we started galloping to the people in front of us. I soon saw that they were Hobbits too, and I recognized them. 'Hey fella's!' I said.

'Hey Endomiel.' Frodo said. 'Where are you heading?'

'Rivendell.'

'So are we! Isn't that coincidence?' Pippin said.

'Are you going to highschool there?' Merry asked.

'Yeah, you to?'

'Yeah, but I think we're going to be late.'

'O well. We'll just have to hurry than.'

'That's easy for you to say, you've got the fastest horse of the Shire.' Sam said.

'I know, but I bet your horses can go a lot faster than this.'

'Of course they can!' Pippin said. 'Want to race?'

'You know I'll win.'

'So?'

'Ready…Set…'

'Hold it, hold it!' My dad said. 'Are you going to continue your trip with these fellows?'

'I think so, why?'

'Then you won't be needing me anymore. It would save me a lot of time if I could go back now.'

'Okay dad. Are you sure you don't want too see Rivendell?'

'I'll see it another time dear.'

'Okay. Than it's bye, I guess…'

'Byebye now.'

'Bye dad!'

And so my real journey began.

* some 9 ½ hours later… *

'There it is!' I cheered.

'There's what?' Sam asked.

'Rivendell.'

'Where's Rivendell?' Pippin wanted to know.

'There, inbetween the bushes, can't you see it?'

'No, we're not elves.' Frodo said.

'O, right, I forgot.'

'Never mind.'

'Hey, now I can see it too!' Merry cheered.

'So can I!' Pippin fastened his pase.

'Wait a sec, Pip!'

A few minutes later we arrived in Rivendell. It was only 15:49.

'I told you we'd make it!' I said.

About ten minutes later, our principal began his speech.

'Hello Boys and Girls, little Men and Woman. All welcome to Rivendell, and welcome to Imladris-high! I am Gandalf, principal of this school. I hope you had a nice trip, for now it is time to see in which class the new students will be put. 2nd year students and up, please go to your rooms, your schedules will be on you beds.'

The elder students left. 'Now for you, first years, when you hear your name, please stand up and walk to the table I point out.'

And so the dividing started. Me, Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin were all in the same class, thank goddess – or myself ^_^ - and the rest didn't look that bad either. I looked at the other students. There were 26 people in my class, I was in the biggest class of the school. They had this custom here, no more than 23 students in a class, but I guess they made an exception this time.

On the corner of our table were three girls, blonde, blue eyes, they must be Elves. Next to them were a few boys. Two of them were Hobbits, dark blonde hair, one had grey, the other one green eyes. The other 3 must be Half-Elves, brown hair, brown eyes, pretty handsome actually. Then there was this guy, I didn't know him, but he looked like he owned the world. Somehow, he looked familiar, but I swear I've never seen him before. He caught me staring at him. 'Hey girl, yes you, what're you looking at?'

'Are you talking to me?' I asked him.

'Who else is staring at me?'

'Did I give you permission to talk to me?'

'I don't need permission to talk to a peasant.'

'I beg your pardon?'

'I am Legolas, prince of Mirkwood, and you are a mere peasant.'

I reached across the table and grabbed his collar. 'Nobody calls me a peasant. You obviously don't know who you're talking to.'

'Then tell me, who am I talking to?'

'Endomiel, and back in my country, I am considered royalty.' – Did I tell you that? Back in the Shire, everybody knows me, and my powers. Well, not all my powers of course, I don't really know all my powers yet, but my ability to heal wounds is fairly well known. ^_^ -

'You are? Well, what country is that?'

'The Shire!' Pippin said. 'And it is true, everybody knows Endomiel and her powers.'

'Powers?'

'Just the usual Elven magic.' I said.

'Right. And I suppose I have to apologize now?'

'You'd better.' I said and I released him.

'I'll think about that.' He said.

'Spoilt brat'

'Peasant.'

Then Gandalf started talking again. 'I hope you all've had a talk with your classmates, because the classes can not be changed, and you'll have to spend the whole year with eachother. Now for your schedules, you will find them in your room…'

'And where will we find our room?' A curious Elf asked.

'Patience, my pupil, these seniors will guide you to your room.'

A group of seniors walked in, five at every table. 'Now make 5 groups; 2 girls, and 3 boys groups. Each group goes with a senior.'

We made groups, and walked to our room. My room was across the hall of that of the guys, who, sadly enough, had to share a room with that pest Legolas. After settling down, it was dinnertime. Nothing exiting happened there, except that *someone* had tipped over Legolas's cup, and his water went all over the place. I haven't had a laugh like that in years!

So, today was pretty nice, and I wonder what tomorrow will be like… It's our fist day of school, and our first class is History. I'm actually eager to start, but that might just be me. I hope tomorrow's fun too, and if it isn't turning out to be fun, I'll just help fate a little…

(1) = 'Hi Loome.'

(2) = 'Are you ready?'







(1) = 'Hi Loome.'

(2) = 'Are you ready?'







E/N (Endomiel's notes) : Did you like it ? Please R/R!! thanx!