Disclaimer: We do not own Lord of the Rings. If we did, we would be a hell
of a lot richer and Legolas would be our love slave. (This is made possible
by timeshare - alternate weekends and holidays and the like.) Moving on, we
do not own the chemistry and do not particularly care to. We do not own
Faiza, for which she is eternally grateful. (No fun.) These people exist.
They are real. They are not figments of our imagination, or at least not
ones we are conscious of. I mean, who would want to imagine our chemistry
teacher? Furthermore, no Legolas' were harmed in the writing of this fan
fiction.
Chapter 3
Period 1: Chemistry
or
"Light My Fire"
or
Organic Chemistry
Legolas looked through the paper that the lady gave him. Chemistry, he thought, Where's room SB2? Once he finally located the room, after the bell rang, he entered to see a room full of human girls peering at him. The teacher told him to take a seat next to Corrie and Jennifer. "Please raise your hands," the teacher requested. Two girls, one with an evil grin, the other an evil smirk, looked back at him -cough- her.
The one on the left had black hair and brown, almost black eyes. She was the one grinning. The one on the right seemed to be taller. She had dark blonde hair and hazel eyes. This one smirked. Legolas started to feel uneasy. If they had both smirked, or both grinned evilly, he might have endured. But only one smirked, the other grinned - as if one evil mischief did not succeed you would immediately be slapped by another, different but no less evil scheme. It made for a bleak fifty minutes.
"Today we will be doing a combustion lab. Agnes, please work with your table." Both girls gave him the type of grin that cats give when confronted by a canary. Legolas took it back, these malevolent smiles were worse, these were like a portend of inescapable doom.
Legolas gulped audibly and prayed for reprieve, none came.
"Hi," Corrie said.
"You are new here," finished Jennifer, stating the obvious.
"This should be fun," murmured Corrie. She went on with frightening perkiness, "Now to do the combustion lab!" They both gestured wildly at the teacher.
"Do you need help?" he asked them.
"No, we need a match!" they cried.
"NO. I heard what happened to your last teacher."
"What ever do you mean?" Both replied with angelic looks on their faces. You could almost see the halos over their heads.
Legolas took the opportunity to ask, "Do I have to work with them?"
"Sorry, normally I would never put anyone with them, but all the groups are full. Besides, that's what you get for being late."
Faiza, a girl well versed in the ways of the evil pair then yelled from the safety of her own group, "No one deserves that. It's cruel and unusual punishment." Turning to Legolas she added, "Good luck. You'll need it.".
"Hey!" Jenny exclaimed, "We never set you alight."
"Yeah," Corrie said, "We only accidentally hit you with the tongs once.okmaybetwice, but STILL!!"
Ten minutes later, the teacher went around lighting the Bunsen burners for the experiment. "I get to hold the flame!" Corrie exclaimed.
"You held it last time," Jennifer argued.
"So," Corrie answered.
"Why don't we let Agnes hold it?" Jennifer queried, her evil grin widening.
"Great idea," Corrie said, her smirk growing more evil by the second. "Here," said Corrie, handing 'Agnes' the flame.
At the last minute, Corrie 'accidentally' dropped the Bunsen burner subsequently setting Agnes' arm alight. Jennifer grabbed and threw a clear chemical on the blaze. The fire spread faster. "Oops. I thought that was water."
Corrie grabbed the extinguisher and put out the fire. "Corrie! Jennifer! Detention and a five-hundred word essay on lab safety - EACH!" the teacher bellowed.
"What?"
"Why?"
"She's fine!"
"We put it out."
"It can't be more than a first degree burn."
"She was only on fire for a few seconds!"
"Fine," he sighed, "No detention, but you both still have to do the essay."
The rest of the experiment went by uneventfully, despite Corrie's and Jennifer's cheering when the combustion took place.
"Agnes," the teacher called, "Meet me after school. I need to catch you up on organic chemistry." He then started to leer at our disguised hero/heroine.
Finally, Legolas was able to leave chemistry, the two weird girls, and their even weirder teacher behind.
Chapter 3
Period 1: Chemistry
or
"Light My Fire"
or
Organic Chemistry
Legolas looked through the paper that the lady gave him. Chemistry, he thought, Where's room SB2? Once he finally located the room, after the bell rang, he entered to see a room full of human girls peering at him. The teacher told him to take a seat next to Corrie and Jennifer. "Please raise your hands," the teacher requested. Two girls, one with an evil grin, the other an evil smirk, looked back at him -cough- her.
The one on the left had black hair and brown, almost black eyes. She was the one grinning. The one on the right seemed to be taller. She had dark blonde hair and hazel eyes. This one smirked. Legolas started to feel uneasy. If they had both smirked, or both grinned evilly, he might have endured. But only one smirked, the other grinned - as if one evil mischief did not succeed you would immediately be slapped by another, different but no less evil scheme. It made for a bleak fifty minutes.
"Today we will be doing a combustion lab. Agnes, please work with your table." Both girls gave him the type of grin that cats give when confronted by a canary. Legolas took it back, these malevolent smiles were worse, these were like a portend of inescapable doom.
Legolas gulped audibly and prayed for reprieve, none came.
"Hi," Corrie said.
"You are new here," finished Jennifer, stating the obvious.
"This should be fun," murmured Corrie. She went on with frightening perkiness, "Now to do the combustion lab!" They both gestured wildly at the teacher.
"Do you need help?" he asked them.
"No, we need a match!" they cried.
"NO. I heard what happened to your last teacher."
"What ever do you mean?" Both replied with angelic looks on their faces. You could almost see the halos over their heads.
Legolas took the opportunity to ask, "Do I have to work with them?"
"Sorry, normally I would never put anyone with them, but all the groups are full. Besides, that's what you get for being late."
Faiza, a girl well versed in the ways of the evil pair then yelled from the safety of her own group, "No one deserves that. It's cruel and unusual punishment." Turning to Legolas she added, "Good luck. You'll need it.".
"Hey!" Jenny exclaimed, "We never set you alight."
"Yeah," Corrie said, "We only accidentally hit you with the tongs once.okmaybetwice, but STILL!!"
Ten minutes later, the teacher went around lighting the Bunsen burners for the experiment. "I get to hold the flame!" Corrie exclaimed.
"You held it last time," Jennifer argued.
"So," Corrie answered.
"Why don't we let Agnes hold it?" Jennifer queried, her evil grin widening.
"Great idea," Corrie said, her smirk growing more evil by the second. "Here," said Corrie, handing 'Agnes' the flame.
At the last minute, Corrie 'accidentally' dropped the Bunsen burner subsequently setting Agnes' arm alight. Jennifer grabbed and threw a clear chemical on the blaze. The fire spread faster. "Oops. I thought that was water."
Corrie grabbed the extinguisher and put out the fire. "Corrie! Jennifer! Detention and a five-hundred word essay on lab safety - EACH!" the teacher bellowed.
"What?"
"Why?"
"She's fine!"
"We put it out."
"It can't be more than a first degree burn."
"She was only on fire for a few seconds!"
"Fine," he sighed, "No detention, but you both still have to do the essay."
The rest of the experiment went by uneventfully, despite Corrie's and Jennifer's cheering when the combustion took place.
"Agnes," the teacher called, "Meet me after school. I need to catch you up on organic chemistry." He then started to leer at our disguised hero/heroine.
Finally, Legolas was able to leave chemistry, the two weird girls, and their even weirder teacher behind.