~*~Well, my first chapter bombed fairly badly, lol, so I guess I'll try this second chapter and try and grab people's attention…and if that doesn't work, I'll probably delete this story if I don't get any reviews, it's rather damaging to one's ego, lol.
Yeah, I'm changing the title of my story, because my previous one is so gay……anyway, that's all I really have to say.~*~
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What's So Great About Here?
Chapter 2
Schizophrenic Snowman
Matthew groaned as she shook herself awake. She was very cold. The floor under her was hard as rock and smelled funny and she was pretty sure all the time she had spent on her dress had been wasted because it was now probably ruined.
She knew she sounded like a sulky child, but she didn't know where she was and she was a little worried. She wasn't on the washroom floor that was for sure. This floor was cobbled stone, grey, drab and not even close to the pink pattern on the Ladies' room floor.
She raised a hand to her pounding head. She felt hung-over. Her hair was still tightly pulled up into the complicated mass of elegant knots and it hurt too much to bother with at the moment.
She pulled her lacy shawl tighter around her delicate frame, hoping for some slight amount of warmth, as her eyes grew accustomed to the dark. There was only one window and it was extremely small. Not even really worth being there. The moonlight that filtered through the bars onto the stone floor made Matt wish more and more that she were on the outside of this….cell, is what it looked like.
She heard someone stir next at her feet and she gave him or her a sold kick on the ribs. Julian groaned. "Ow! What the hell was that for?" He asked, sitting up, rubbing his sore rib.
Matt shrugged. "You were there. Where are we?" She asked.
"Does it look like I know? I just woke up."
"You're still at my feet." Matt reminded him.
"I'm bigger."
"Touché. I'll be good."
They laughed together and they both noticed someone sit up. It was too big to be Kid, so they both knew it was either Bo or Gerik.
"Kick him."
"Why?"
"Because you kicked me."
"Can't argue with that logic." Matt scooted across the floor and lifted her skirt enough so she could get a decent kick in. Her victims' breath wheezed out.
"Bugger off." Bo gasped out, when he regained his breath.
"Meany." Matthew pouted.
"I'm mean? You kicked me." Bo grunted.
"Julian told me to."
"If Julian told you to jump-" Bo started.
Matt interrupted him "I would jump so fast it would make your head spin."
"See, she's my slave!" Julian laughed a booming, evil laugh, which sent Mat tin peals of laughter.
"Me? You slave? Get real, boy." She said between snorts.
Julian looked dejected. "It was worth a try."
They're talking woke Gerik and Kid, who was slumped in a corner.
"Christ, it's cold." Kid said, standing up and hoppin gup and down, trying to get her blood moving.
"Yeah, it is." The guys agreed.
"Here, take my jacket." Julian offered his tux jacket to his sister.
"What am I supposed to do with it? I'm already wearing one!"
"For your legs, idiot. Now sit on it before you catch a cold, Kyden Alexis Shalan. Now."
It as the most authorative voice Matt had ever heard Julian use in the twelve years of friendship. It was kinda creepy.
Kid took the jacket and sat on it primly.
"Here, Matt. Take mine." Gerik, said shruggin his off.
"I don't want you to get sick," she began.
"I wont get half as sick as you are." He told her, gesturing to her open arms.
She sighed, "Ok, thanks." She wrapped the huge jacket over her small shoulders.
"Anyone know where we are?"
A smattering of, "No friggin' ideas." Was the reply Bo got.
"Well, I am so tired right now, I'm goin' to sleep, y'all .We can figure out where we are in the morning." Kid pulled her bag toward her and settled down with it as her pillow and fell asleep.
Matt and the guys walked over to her and settled close to each other to keep warm. Once everyone was settled, they began to whisper softly about prom and all the little details they had noticed.
"I can't believe Hank Jones won Prom King. I am so pissed." Bo said.
"You sound like a woman." Julian said.
"Watch it, bub." Matt said warningly, burying her face in someone's jacket.
"Yessum."
She chuckled softly and fell into sleep as her friends discussed prom. It was nice to hear something familiar, when nothing else was.
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Yeah, this is slow and that chapter was extremely short and no LOTR characters are there yet, but I hope to get them in the next two chapters or so….and if anyone couldn't get a visual on the prom outfits or anything, email me and I send you pictures. If anyone cares, that is. Lol. Laters and please review.
