Disclaimer: I'm just writing 1 cos every1 else does...u no wat's mine and
wot isn't.
A/N: Did u like that chapter, not that many people reviewed, but Siren Porter did (bows down and worships Siren. Siren thinks she is lucky. Poor subject is feeling stupid. More people review). At least someone appreciates my effort (although I could do better) (I don't care if she doesn't, but I'm just saying this cos I feel like it), Copper C@t. Attempt to flame SweetiHunni was unsuccessful, but I have 1 thing to say. What kind of a name is "SweetiHunni" anyway?
Back to pure T.P. It's kinda hard to find ways to fit HP characters in, cos they don't fit in with the rest of the plot.
Chapter 6: Jousting.
Alanna wondered why there was so much tension between Gary and Jon. Alanna knew that something was wrong. Raoul was worried - you could see the lines deepening in his face. Alex stared out of the window, and shuddered. If something was wrong, why would Alex shudder? Maybe it was because of a girl, or was it (stupid beeping green lines *I rated my story G, but, I should probably change it later*, spoiling my pretty work.you will pay for that).
A/N: any1 guess how old I am??
Why did English have to be so boring?? It was not as if people who trained as knights would want to become famous poets or something, but then again, her father liked writing, and had already published some books. Ah well, at least I can look forward to History with Miles.
As the minutes went by, the hours flew by, and at last, it was time for History. Yayyyyyyyyyy!!
Alanna literally, flew down the stairs (the english, maths and etiquette classes were on one level and History was on the level below), crashing into *drum roll* ........Ralon, the good for nothing twit. As usual, he had a smirk on his face whenever he felt that he should go out of his way to do something to embarrass Alanna.
"Look out next time, you lazy bastard!"
"Look out yourself, bastard!"
This brief dialogue had attracted a very large audience, including all her friends - Gary, Jon, Raoul and..well, Alex (hehe.that's my name (except I'm not a boy)).
"Ralon, you should look out for yourself. You deliberately stopped right where you knew Alan was going to land."
"So what!?"
"Well as I am the Prince of Tortall, you should listen to me, or I can have you hung on Traitor's Hill."
Ralon's face paled at that remark.
(sorry, this story isn't very good. I'm more of a reader than a writer, but ...)
*boo hoo.no one reviewed.)oops*
Ralon walked away defeated, with a gleam of (I can't think of the word, so u make it up) in his eye, seeing page Alan feeling very ecstatic.
"I'll get you next time, Alan," Ralon muttered under his breath.
Jousting.again. Jousting had been turned into her worst nightmare. She had a weighted lance (is that right), since she could hit the targets and the masters thought she needed a challenge, but nothing was going to stop her from becoming a night, nothing!! Too bad, I wonder if Ralon will survive the ordeal, but I couldn't care less. I have my friends - Gary, Jon, Raoul, and well.I suppose Alex. And good old Faithful will stay by my side for sometime, I guess.
"Well done, page Alan."
"Thank you master Kasumi (if any of you have ever read sci-fi, the guy's name comes from a book called Magician by Raymond E Feist, in the Riftwar saga. It's a good book. If you like magic, I recommend it. Just to tell you, the name's not mine, but the character is, cos it's not the same guy)."
Alanna assumed that he was just trying to have a friendly conversation, but boy was she wrong.
"Alan, I want you to compete in the tournament, coming up this winter. It will give you more experience and make your muscles stronger (is that the right "muscles", or is it the other one). I am sure you will do just fine. There is also a swordplay section, and staffwork competition. I trust you will do just fine. I will talk to you later. Continue practicing, for I am sure that Alex and Raoul would want to enter to."
Was she given a chance to answer or make a decision? No. Oh well, life was full of punishments, but if she wanted to be a knight, she would have to live through this. It wasn't so bad - being knocked down from your horse by Raoul and speared by Alex.
A/N: dat's it. U no, I may as well not write anymore, cos no one's reviewing. If you have any suggestions, tell me. I don't care. I'll still write, cos I like it, but please review.
Silverthorn (it's me...)
A/N: Did u like that chapter, not that many people reviewed, but Siren Porter did (bows down and worships Siren. Siren thinks she is lucky. Poor subject is feeling stupid. More people review). At least someone appreciates my effort (although I could do better) (I don't care if she doesn't, but I'm just saying this cos I feel like it), Copper C@t. Attempt to flame SweetiHunni was unsuccessful, but I have 1 thing to say. What kind of a name is "SweetiHunni" anyway?
Back to pure T.P. It's kinda hard to find ways to fit HP characters in, cos they don't fit in with the rest of the plot.
Chapter 6: Jousting.
Alanna wondered why there was so much tension between Gary and Jon. Alanna knew that something was wrong. Raoul was worried - you could see the lines deepening in his face. Alex stared out of the window, and shuddered. If something was wrong, why would Alex shudder? Maybe it was because of a girl, or was it (stupid beeping green lines *I rated my story G, but, I should probably change it later*, spoiling my pretty work.you will pay for that).
A/N: any1 guess how old I am??
Why did English have to be so boring?? It was not as if people who trained as knights would want to become famous poets or something, but then again, her father liked writing, and had already published some books. Ah well, at least I can look forward to History with Miles.
As the minutes went by, the hours flew by, and at last, it was time for History. Yayyyyyyyyyy!!
Alanna literally, flew down the stairs (the english, maths and etiquette classes were on one level and History was on the level below), crashing into *drum roll* ........Ralon, the good for nothing twit. As usual, he had a smirk on his face whenever he felt that he should go out of his way to do something to embarrass Alanna.
"Look out next time, you lazy bastard!"
"Look out yourself, bastard!"
This brief dialogue had attracted a very large audience, including all her friends - Gary, Jon, Raoul and..well, Alex (hehe.that's my name (except I'm not a boy)).
"Ralon, you should look out for yourself. You deliberately stopped right where you knew Alan was going to land."
"So what!?"
"Well as I am the Prince of Tortall, you should listen to me, or I can have you hung on Traitor's Hill."
Ralon's face paled at that remark.
(sorry, this story isn't very good. I'm more of a reader than a writer, but ...)
*boo hoo.no one reviewed.)oops*
Ralon walked away defeated, with a gleam of (I can't think of the word, so u make it up) in his eye, seeing page Alan feeling very ecstatic.
"I'll get you next time, Alan," Ralon muttered under his breath.
Jousting.again. Jousting had been turned into her worst nightmare. She had a weighted lance (is that right), since she could hit the targets and the masters thought she needed a challenge, but nothing was going to stop her from becoming a night, nothing!! Too bad, I wonder if Ralon will survive the ordeal, but I couldn't care less. I have my friends - Gary, Jon, Raoul, and well.I suppose Alex. And good old Faithful will stay by my side for sometime, I guess.
"Well done, page Alan."
"Thank you master Kasumi (if any of you have ever read sci-fi, the guy's name comes from a book called Magician by Raymond E Feist, in the Riftwar saga. It's a good book. If you like magic, I recommend it. Just to tell you, the name's not mine, but the character is, cos it's not the same guy)."
Alanna assumed that he was just trying to have a friendly conversation, but boy was she wrong.
"Alan, I want you to compete in the tournament, coming up this winter. It will give you more experience and make your muscles stronger (is that the right "muscles", or is it the other one). I am sure you will do just fine. There is also a swordplay section, and staffwork competition. I trust you will do just fine. I will talk to you later. Continue practicing, for I am sure that Alex and Raoul would want to enter to."
Was she given a chance to answer or make a decision? No. Oh well, life was full of punishments, but if she wanted to be a knight, she would have to live through this. It wasn't so bad - being knocked down from your horse by Raoul and speared by Alex.
A/N: dat's it. U no, I may as well not write anymore, cos no one's reviewing. If you have any suggestions, tell me. I don't care. I'll still write, cos I like it, but please review.
Silverthorn (it's me...)