*2 HOURS LATER*
"Okay, we've found your cds, stuffed animals, linens, tools, carolina hurricanes and..." She gave a tiny shudder and continued,
"backstreet boys memorabilia; where the hell are your shoes!" Sarah groused while swatting a strand of dark hair from her face.
"I think I'm gonna cry" I whined from my little niche on the cluttered floor.
"Oh no no no, no crying Jennifer!" Sarah said with a mock stern countenance.
I surveyed the room with a glance and took a deep breath. "We made a mess… but hey ill go get some trash bags, so we can ya Know
reorganize or something."
I stood up fast and walked briskly towards the door. Lucky for me however that I did no happen to notice a small banged up box that
had found its little home in my path.
With a shout my foot connected and I tripped. In typical Jennifer form and fashion I fell very ungracefully
with a thud on the pine floor for which I had so dearly paid.I brought my hand to break my fall but alas it was to no avail,
straight onto the face I went… Oh joyful day! After that all I heard were the hysterical guffaws of my supposed best friend while
I lie there in shame. I roll over and meanly stare at the offending box, which only encouraged my dear friend's laughter.
I must have a bit of a homicidal gleam in my eyes because Sarah promptly grabbed up the box and placed it into her lap. Having
regained what was left of my pride, I crawled over to Sarah and began opening the offending box.
"Leggie!!" Sarah squealed as she peeked into the box. "Oh word! I thought I had lost these all those years ago! Oh mom must
have put them away for me when I exited that whole lord of the rings phase.." I exclaimed poking around the box.
Lo and behold this tiny box was full near to bursting with Lord of the Rings figurines from the year 2002. I took out the Frodo
and admired it silently smiling. Sarah however was quite vocal in her expression of joy as she commenced to fiddling with the Legolas
figurine's bow and quiver.
I caught her gaze and gave her a barely contained smirk, she quietly put the figurine down and blushed. I picked up the Boramir
figure and said "Oh gawd, I loved-love these things! They have to be displayed somewhere!
"How about the cabinet on your mantle?" Sarah absently replied playing with "Pippin".
"My cabinet? Oh yea! But if they come to life they're all mine!" I said gathering up the box and figurines laughing.
"Yea! Right after I'm done with them!" She replied quickly.
So with our arms full of hobbits, elves, men and orcs we made our way into the living room and quickly arranged them in the cabinet.
"Lovely!" Sarah said smiling. I was about to comment but my rumbling stomach interrupted me.
"Hungry? " Sarah asked doing that annoying eyebrow quirk that I just can't seem to master. "Yea… pizza?" I said walking into the
kitchen. "Yea! Pepperoni" she called after me throwing one last glance at the mantle.
The rest of the evening was spent with Sarah and I watching The Two Towers (ya know to get back into the lotr mood) and scarfing down
pizza and my famous chocolate chip cookies. But before bed Sarah made me find my alarm clock so that Adrien wouldn't be stuck out in
the hallway like she had been that morning.
Party Pooper.
We talked late into the night and finally we both succumbed to deep peaceful sleep. Unbeknownst to both Sarah and I was that, that
nightthe wheels of fate creaked into life for us and before long our lives were gonna take a whirl into the wacky.
"Okay, we've found your cds, stuffed animals, linens, tools, carolina hurricanes and..." She gave a tiny shudder and continued,
"backstreet boys memorabilia; where the hell are your shoes!" Sarah groused while swatting a strand of dark hair from her face.
"I think I'm gonna cry" I whined from my little niche on the cluttered floor.
"Oh no no no, no crying Jennifer!" Sarah said with a mock stern countenance.
I surveyed the room with a glance and took a deep breath. "We made a mess… but hey ill go get some trash bags, so we can ya Know
reorganize or something."
I stood up fast and walked briskly towards the door. Lucky for me however that I did no happen to notice a small banged up box that
had found its little home in my path.
With a shout my foot connected and I tripped. In typical Jennifer form and fashion I fell very ungracefully
with a thud on the pine floor for which I had so dearly paid.I brought my hand to break my fall but alas it was to no avail,
straight onto the face I went… Oh joyful day! After that all I heard were the hysterical guffaws of my supposed best friend while
I lie there in shame. I roll over and meanly stare at the offending box, which only encouraged my dear friend's laughter.
I must have a bit of a homicidal gleam in my eyes because Sarah promptly grabbed up the box and placed it into her lap. Having
regained what was left of my pride, I crawled over to Sarah and began opening the offending box.
"Leggie!!" Sarah squealed as she peeked into the box. "Oh word! I thought I had lost these all those years ago! Oh mom must
have put them away for me when I exited that whole lord of the rings phase.." I exclaimed poking around the box.
Lo and behold this tiny box was full near to bursting with Lord of the Rings figurines from the year 2002. I took out the Frodo
and admired it silently smiling. Sarah however was quite vocal in her expression of joy as she commenced to fiddling with the Legolas
figurine's bow and quiver.
I caught her gaze and gave her a barely contained smirk, she quietly put the figurine down and blushed. I picked up the Boramir
figure and said "Oh gawd, I loved-love these things! They have to be displayed somewhere!
"How about the cabinet on your mantle?" Sarah absently replied playing with "Pippin".
"My cabinet? Oh yea! But if they come to life they're all mine!" I said gathering up the box and figurines laughing.
"Yea! Right after I'm done with them!" She replied quickly.
So with our arms full of hobbits, elves, men and orcs we made our way into the living room and quickly arranged them in the cabinet.
"Lovely!" Sarah said smiling. I was about to comment but my rumbling stomach interrupted me.
"Hungry? " Sarah asked doing that annoying eyebrow quirk that I just can't seem to master. "Yea… pizza?" I said walking into the
kitchen. "Yea! Pepperoni" she called after me throwing one last glance at the mantle.
The rest of the evening was spent with Sarah and I watching The Two Towers (ya know to get back into the lotr mood) and scarfing down
pizza and my famous chocolate chip cookies. But before bed Sarah made me find my alarm clock so that Adrien wouldn't be stuck out in
the hallway like she had been that morning.
Party Pooper.
We talked late into the night and finally we both succumbed to deep peaceful sleep. Unbeknownst to both Sarah and I was that, that
nightthe wheels of fate creaked into life for us and before long our lives were gonna take a whirl into the wacky.
