Soda-Drunk ::screwed up chapter::
By Friday, Rimonna is back in the skater clothes she wore the first day of school. A little surprising to me I guess, but not surprising that no one's hanging around her. Leanna is still mingling with her self-absorbent friends so everything is pretty much how it always was, besides that Ryson occasionally comes and sits with us. It's cool and all to gain a new friend.
"The school has that new drink..." Talim says, interrupting my train of thought.
"Enerspritzer?" I gasp, looking over the heads of my friends to see the coke machine. "I thought you could only get that in Mirkwood!"
"Nope, the stuff is selling out everywhere now," Legolas points out. "Wanna go get some?"
"I've had that stuff," Arwen says, narrowing her eyes. "You'll be so soda- drunk, you wont know the difference between Legolas and Leanna!"
I roll my eyes. "Arwen, you act as if it were pot!"
"Mideswell be called Pot Pop!" Aragorn says. "It'll get you all high, I swear. They sell it so kids will stay up all night studying. It gives you energy like..."
"Okay, okay, I get it! But I still wanna try some," I say.
I wave around the empty Enerspritzer bottle in my hand. "AndIwassayingthatCashwantedtogoforawalkbutIwantedtogotothemoviessoitwasoneg iantmess. IthinkI'mfullfromlunch. Iwantsomecandy. Doyouwantcandy?"
Legolas stares blankly at me. "It's sunny outside," he says. All of the sudden he burst out laughing and so does Talim.
Frodo walks by with a tray with food on it. "FRODO!!" I shout, scaring both of us. He almost falls and his food crashes to the floor. He looks at me and frowns.
I bite my lip. I'm feeling this strange urge to..."BACOCK!!!!!" I scream like a drunk chicken. He jumps back in surprise then just stares at me, eyes open wide.
"Are you gonna help me with this?" Frodo asks finally, picking up his tray and wiping the food up with a napkin.
"Of COURSE!! I love you like a fat boy loves candy!" I giggle. Legolas and Talim start laughing so hard they just about fall out of their seats. Frodo shakes his head. "If I were a good boy I'd tell on you. We're not allowed to have weed in..."
"OH, Frodo, my bad boy!" I rub my hand through his hair.
"What are you ON?!" he says, removing my hand from his head.
I hiccup. "POP TARTS AND ENERSPRITZER! The energy drink that lasts all day!!!" I start laughing and end it with a loud snort.
"Oh good Lord! This is worse than I thought!" he says, wiping up the last of spilt milk. "You aught to go to the hospital and get your stomach pumped or something before you give someone a heart attack from your chicken noises or something!"
Legolas is banging the table with his fists, laughing so hard, while Talim just sits there, tear welling up in her eyes, she's laughing so hard. Meanwhile everyone at our table is just staring and looking embarrassed. "BACOCK!!!!!" I scream and Frodo jumps up with his tray and wobbles away on those small legs of his.
"WHY LEGOLAS!!!!!" I hug 'Legolas' and when he whips around I notice that it's Leanna. "WHOOOOPS!!!!" I giggle, skipping away. "I thought you were Leggo-darling."
Leanna gapes at me as I leap down the hall. "What has gotten into you?"
"Oh nothing, just so HAPPY!!!" I giggle.
Talim bounces into me. "Ooh, my blond-haired, school friend!"
"Ooh, my black-haired, Mirkwood friend!" I say. We both start literally cackling.
[After school, Legolas's room, Emma's POV w/ Legolas and Ryson]
"That soda is finally wearing off," I say.
"Yea," Legolas mutters.
"I'm bored," Ryson says, flipping through the channels. "How lame. We're doing nothing on a Friday night."
"Want a drink?" Legolas opens the mini-fridge. "Uh...we have Eomer's beer which he probably got from football friends...and we have water."
Ryson and I smile. "Beer," we say together.
Legolas tosses each of us a beer. "Beer it is, to my Elven friends!" he says. Before I know it, I find myself chugging down beers. Things are a little blurry right now and I'm kinda confused already. I rarely drink. I'm a good girl you know...
"I think I'm getting dizzy," Legolas says, swaying a little into me. I don't know how much time goes by, but I'm guessing half an hour. "I think I'm falling for you, Emma," he giggles softly at himself and then takes another swig.
"I've fallen for you too, Emma. I wanna make out with you," Ryson says, shaking around his half-full bottle. I don't know how many he's had.
I fall into Ryson's chest feeling a wave of dizziness. Legolas somehow seemed to move a little ways away without me noticing. "You have big pretty eyes, Ryson," I say. Ryson gets this crooked, drunk smile. "You have pretty lips..." Before I know it, I think Ryson is leaning to kiss me.
"Those lips are only for me, you goose!" Legolas says, pushing Ryson just slightly. He falls on the bed, leaving Ryson and me just standing against each other. "I'm getting tired," Legolas mumbles.
"I wanna take your woman," Ryson says, his voice all cracking.
"I'm not a woman!" I object. "I'm only a girl."
"She's my girl," Legolas says. "I've even seen her naked."
"Legolas, don't be silly!" I say, laughing. What is wrong with me? What am I even saying? I can't think straight. "Where are we again?"
"We are in a room and I was about to do this to you," Ryson leans into me again, about to kiss me.
Legolas gets up slowly. "Man, I told you to keep off my girl, dude. Dude."
I shake my head, trying to stop my eyes from kinda blurring. "Ryson's eyes are blue," I say.
"My eyes are blue...I think!" Legolas gets distracted and looks in the mirror. "Yup!" he says, giggling again to himself.
"I wuv you, Emma," Ryson continues.
I nod very fast, probably looking really stupid. "I wuv you too!"
Ryson eventually kisses me, but Legolas looks over, I guess and yells, "Fool, dude, I told you her lips were mine, man!!!" Before I know it, I'm knocked out of the way onto the bed. Legolas grabs Ryson and punches him right on his cheek. Ryson goes flying into Legolas's bookcase.
Ryson's eyes seem to go fiery and he leaps up and throws all his body weight into Legolas and they go crashing into the back of the couch. "Stop it!!" I scream, running to them and trying to pull them apart. At least that's what I thought I was trying to do, but I realize after a minute that I'm hitting both Ryson and Legolas. Legolas jabs his arm into my chin and I fly back, running into the bed.
I grab my stomach, feeling my insides turn. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to drink so much. I leap to Legolas's bathroom and to the toilet.
Legolas thrashes his free hand at Ryson's neck where he makes a big scratch.
"BLAAAHHH!!!!!!" I yell from the bathroom. All of the sudden I hear a lot more noises and when I wobble out of the bathroom, I notice a few teachers, Frodo and his hobbit friends, Sam, Merry, Pippin, and even Principal Enduin.
"I knew it! They were drinking beer!" Frodo says, pointing to a pile of empty bottles. "I could hear something going on." Legolas is sprawled on his stomach and from what I can see he has a bloody lip and Ryson is sitting against the TV with his cheek going kind of purple.
"And Emma!" Mrs. Goldleaf gasps, covering her mouth. "She was in this too! You are in trouble missy!" she grabs my arm and the other teachers peel Legolas off of the floor. That's the last I see of them until I get to the principal's office.
"I am very disappointed in you three," says the principal looking more than stern...angry. "I don't tolerate kids that misbehave like this in my school. I like quiet kids, not ones in all the high school action. This is unacceptable."
I had been quiet for a long time, starting to remember a lot of the things that had happened...the things that had been said. Ryson had kissed me and said lots of things...did he actually mean any of them? Obviously Legolas didn't mean to get so angry. Right? Oh, I wasn't sure of much at all.
"I know that, for one, you three have two weeks of detention after school. You will spend every day doing community services from two till three thirty. You will report to me immediately after your school is done for the day. You will also be put at different tables for these two weeks and you will not move and talk with friends in lunch. Is that clear?"
"Yes sir," we say in unity.
By Friday, Rimonna is back in the skater clothes she wore the first day of school. A little surprising to me I guess, but not surprising that no one's hanging around her. Leanna is still mingling with her self-absorbent friends so everything is pretty much how it always was, besides that Ryson occasionally comes and sits with us. It's cool and all to gain a new friend.
"The school has that new drink..." Talim says, interrupting my train of thought.
"Enerspritzer?" I gasp, looking over the heads of my friends to see the coke machine. "I thought you could only get that in Mirkwood!"
"Nope, the stuff is selling out everywhere now," Legolas points out. "Wanna go get some?"
"I've had that stuff," Arwen says, narrowing her eyes. "You'll be so soda- drunk, you wont know the difference between Legolas and Leanna!"
I roll my eyes. "Arwen, you act as if it were pot!"
"Mideswell be called Pot Pop!" Aragorn says. "It'll get you all high, I swear. They sell it so kids will stay up all night studying. It gives you energy like..."
"Okay, okay, I get it! But I still wanna try some," I say.
I wave around the empty Enerspritzer bottle in my hand. "AndIwassayingthatCashwantedtogoforawalkbutIwantedtogotothemoviessoitwasoneg iantmess. IthinkI'mfullfromlunch. Iwantsomecandy. Doyouwantcandy?"
Legolas stares blankly at me. "It's sunny outside," he says. All of the sudden he burst out laughing and so does Talim.
Frodo walks by with a tray with food on it. "FRODO!!" I shout, scaring both of us. He almost falls and his food crashes to the floor. He looks at me and frowns.
I bite my lip. I'm feeling this strange urge to..."BACOCK!!!!!" I scream like a drunk chicken. He jumps back in surprise then just stares at me, eyes open wide.
"Are you gonna help me with this?" Frodo asks finally, picking up his tray and wiping the food up with a napkin.
"Of COURSE!! I love you like a fat boy loves candy!" I giggle. Legolas and Talim start laughing so hard they just about fall out of their seats. Frodo shakes his head. "If I were a good boy I'd tell on you. We're not allowed to have weed in..."
"OH, Frodo, my bad boy!" I rub my hand through his hair.
"What are you ON?!" he says, removing my hand from his head.
I hiccup. "POP TARTS AND ENERSPRITZER! The energy drink that lasts all day!!!" I start laughing and end it with a loud snort.
"Oh good Lord! This is worse than I thought!" he says, wiping up the last of spilt milk. "You aught to go to the hospital and get your stomach pumped or something before you give someone a heart attack from your chicken noises or something!"
Legolas is banging the table with his fists, laughing so hard, while Talim just sits there, tear welling up in her eyes, she's laughing so hard. Meanwhile everyone at our table is just staring and looking embarrassed. "BACOCK!!!!!" I scream and Frodo jumps up with his tray and wobbles away on those small legs of his.
"WHY LEGOLAS!!!!!" I hug 'Legolas' and when he whips around I notice that it's Leanna. "WHOOOOPS!!!!" I giggle, skipping away. "I thought you were Leggo-darling."
Leanna gapes at me as I leap down the hall. "What has gotten into you?"
"Oh nothing, just so HAPPY!!!" I giggle.
Talim bounces into me. "Ooh, my blond-haired, school friend!"
"Ooh, my black-haired, Mirkwood friend!" I say. We both start literally cackling.
[After school, Legolas's room, Emma's POV w/ Legolas and Ryson]
"That soda is finally wearing off," I say.
"Yea," Legolas mutters.
"I'm bored," Ryson says, flipping through the channels. "How lame. We're doing nothing on a Friday night."
"Want a drink?" Legolas opens the mini-fridge. "Uh...we have Eomer's beer which he probably got from football friends...and we have water."
Ryson and I smile. "Beer," we say together.
Legolas tosses each of us a beer. "Beer it is, to my Elven friends!" he says. Before I know it, I find myself chugging down beers. Things are a little blurry right now and I'm kinda confused already. I rarely drink. I'm a good girl you know...
"I think I'm getting dizzy," Legolas says, swaying a little into me. I don't know how much time goes by, but I'm guessing half an hour. "I think I'm falling for you, Emma," he giggles softly at himself and then takes another swig.
"I've fallen for you too, Emma. I wanna make out with you," Ryson says, shaking around his half-full bottle. I don't know how many he's had.
I fall into Ryson's chest feeling a wave of dizziness. Legolas somehow seemed to move a little ways away without me noticing. "You have big pretty eyes, Ryson," I say. Ryson gets this crooked, drunk smile. "You have pretty lips..." Before I know it, I think Ryson is leaning to kiss me.
"Those lips are only for me, you goose!" Legolas says, pushing Ryson just slightly. He falls on the bed, leaving Ryson and me just standing against each other. "I'm getting tired," Legolas mumbles.
"I wanna take your woman," Ryson says, his voice all cracking.
"I'm not a woman!" I object. "I'm only a girl."
"She's my girl," Legolas says. "I've even seen her naked."
"Legolas, don't be silly!" I say, laughing. What is wrong with me? What am I even saying? I can't think straight. "Where are we again?"
"We are in a room and I was about to do this to you," Ryson leans into me again, about to kiss me.
Legolas gets up slowly. "Man, I told you to keep off my girl, dude. Dude."
I shake my head, trying to stop my eyes from kinda blurring. "Ryson's eyes are blue," I say.
"My eyes are blue...I think!" Legolas gets distracted and looks in the mirror. "Yup!" he says, giggling again to himself.
"I wuv you, Emma," Ryson continues.
I nod very fast, probably looking really stupid. "I wuv you too!"
Ryson eventually kisses me, but Legolas looks over, I guess and yells, "Fool, dude, I told you her lips were mine, man!!!" Before I know it, I'm knocked out of the way onto the bed. Legolas grabs Ryson and punches him right on his cheek. Ryson goes flying into Legolas's bookcase.
Ryson's eyes seem to go fiery and he leaps up and throws all his body weight into Legolas and they go crashing into the back of the couch. "Stop it!!" I scream, running to them and trying to pull them apart. At least that's what I thought I was trying to do, but I realize after a minute that I'm hitting both Ryson and Legolas. Legolas jabs his arm into my chin and I fly back, running into the bed.
I grab my stomach, feeling my insides turn. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to drink so much. I leap to Legolas's bathroom and to the toilet.
Legolas thrashes his free hand at Ryson's neck where he makes a big scratch.
"BLAAAHHH!!!!!!" I yell from the bathroom. All of the sudden I hear a lot more noises and when I wobble out of the bathroom, I notice a few teachers, Frodo and his hobbit friends, Sam, Merry, Pippin, and even Principal Enduin.
"I knew it! They were drinking beer!" Frodo says, pointing to a pile of empty bottles. "I could hear something going on." Legolas is sprawled on his stomach and from what I can see he has a bloody lip and Ryson is sitting against the TV with his cheek going kind of purple.
"And Emma!" Mrs. Goldleaf gasps, covering her mouth. "She was in this too! You are in trouble missy!" she grabs my arm and the other teachers peel Legolas off of the floor. That's the last I see of them until I get to the principal's office.
"I am very disappointed in you three," says the principal looking more than stern...angry. "I don't tolerate kids that misbehave like this in my school. I like quiet kids, not ones in all the high school action. This is unacceptable."
I had been quiet for a long time, starting to remember a lot of the things that had happened...the things that had been said. Ryson had kissed me and said lots of things...did he actually mean any of them? Obviously Legolas didn't mean to get so angry. Right? Oh, I wasn't sure of much at all.
"I know that, for one, you three have two weeks of detention after school. You will spend every day doing community services from two till three thirty. You will report to me immediately after your school is done for the day. You will also be put at different tables for these two weeks and you will not move and talk with friends in lunch. Is that clear?"
"Yes sir," we say in unity.
