Legolas awoke in his room. He slid out of bed and dressed quickly for breakfast. He looked out of his window for a moment and looked at his tree house in the distance and remembered Arwen. Suddenly he felt like taking his time. She would most certainly be at the table and he still hadn't quite forgiven himself for letting her so freely into his tree house. He didn't feel like ignoring her though. Because she was the kind of girl who goes on adventures and plays in the mud. Then the prince realised he was looking forward to breakfast more than he had originally thought. He opened his door and slid down the stairs without a sound.

Arwen sat on her bed staring at the wall. She was a little over whelmed. She had met the prince and slept in his tree house. For some reason she felt proud of herself. The truth was she thought Legolas was funny, not rude. She hoped that he liked her because she knew he was the kind who liked a good adventure as did she. She was already dressed and ready to go to the breakfast table, but she felt nervous of meeting him for some reason. Her father pushed open the door and beckoned for her to follow him down the stairs.

Legolas was already sat at the table when she came down.

"Mae govannen little stable boy." She smiled

He frowned but realised she was joking. "Hello. When we are finished do you want me to show you around the grounds?" he asked

"Yes. Yes I would." She ate quickly and she noticed that so did he. They were dying to run around the grounds together. Or atleast Arwen was dying to run around the grounds with Legolas.

Legolas dragged her out by her arm and stopped at the gates. He looked out over the forest. He began to walk out and got as far as the first little clearing when he heard his friends voices in the distance. He looked around desperately and suddenly pushed little Arwen into the nearest bush.

"What you doing out here on you own?" asked Haldir curiously.

"Walking." He said with a frown. "Can I not even go for a walk now then?"

"Well it's a bit strange that you are doing it on your own." Haldir smirked. He frowned as the bush next to Legolas started to rustle. Arwen stepped gingerly out. "Whos *that*" Haldir laughed pointing at the brown haired elf maiden.

"I'm Arwen." She said not looking at Legolas. He was ashamed of her. Why?

"Arwen. You his girlfriend?" he smiled slyly and the others sniggered.

"Well I am a girl. And I am his friend. If that is what you mean." She pretended not to listen to what they were saying and stalked off in the other direction. Legolas called after her but she didn't slow down or even listen.

"Why are you hanging out with a *girl*? Too good for your friends now then?"

Haldir didn't realise that he might aswell have been talking to a wall, for Legolas was no longer paying attention. He was scanning the woods with his keen eyes, looking for Arwen.

Arwen didn't run. She took twists and turns through the forest, not daring to follow the road for she knew he'd follow her. She didn't realise that she knew where she was going. She was going to the tree house. Because it was the only safe place she knew around here. She felt so betrayed. So hurt. He was ashamed of being seen with her. She felt tears prickling her eyes and she blinked desperately. She climbed the twisted tree and sat in the back most corner of the little room.. She felt the tears run down her cheeks and she buried her head in her hands. She felt so alone. But she wasn't for long.

"Arwen" sighed Legolas, He knew he'd hurt her badly. He forgot that everyone is different. If somebody had done that to *him* he would have simply bounced back up without any tears. But Arwen. Arwen was so different. Even though she was tough as old boots. She was still hurt by words more than any arrow.

"Go away." She snapped

"This is my tree house" he explained. There was an awkward silence. He sat himself down beside her and put his arm around her. She tried to wriggle away but he held her still. "I'm so sorry Arwen."

"You don't really like me do you? Boys are stupid."

"Girls smell."

"Boys are dirty."

"So are you." He said finally indicating at her mud coated shoes. "I do like you Arwen. I don't like Haldir any more. He thinks girls are stupid too. Well, they are. But you aren't."

Arwen looked confused. "*I'm* a girl."

"You are different." He smiled. Arwen hugged him and buried her face in his tunic. She was glad to be different.