A/N: What is with this??? Why do I always do an Author's Note before I write the story??I have issues, but that's a different story. Okay, this story is kind of weird. It's also my first attempt at humor. This first chapter doesn't have much humor, but just you wait. The plotline is somewhat serious. I have tweaked something slightly also. Let's just pretend that at the time of the Quest, there were cameras and pictures were taken. It's kind of important to the story. I am really bad with family trees too, so if I get something wrong, just tell me.

This has to be cleared up first: Nenime is the elvish word for February. I just think it sounds cool. ^_^ I am not entirely sure if this is going to take place on earth, and they just kinda got transported here, or if they are on Middle-earth and it's just like present times. Not sure yet, really not that important. Now.ON WITH THE STORY!!!

Chapter 1~Kind of an Intro thinger..

Her bedroom door creaked open. "Nenime," said a boy whose head was sticking out from the hallway. "We're leaving in twenty minutes." Then he walked back down the hallway and Nenime could hear him practically stomp down the stairs. She crawled out of bed and put on the shirt she had draped over her desk chair. When she opened one of her dresser drawers, a light breeze from her window blew a picture she had on her dresser top into the open drawer. Nenime found the pants she was looking for, put them on, stuck the picture in her pocket, and walked downstairs. She walked into the kitchen, found a bowl, some cereal, and sat down to eat. (I think those are run-on sentences.) A woman walked into the kitchen just then.
"Oh, Nenime," she started, "I didn't hear you come downstairs. Are you almost ready for your first day at your new school?" Nenime nodded. The woman (who is Nenime's foster mother.well get into that later) seemed satisfied with that response and left the kitchen. Nenime finished up her cereal and proceded to rinse off her bowl. She dried her hands on a towel and walked into the living room. She looked around for a little bit before shouting, "Matthew, have you seen my backpack?" (Shouting is normal for me on mornings before school..I dunno about you)
"Yes," came the boy's voice again, "it's in the dining room, Dad told me to move it!" Nenime smiled as she walked into the dining room and picked up her backpack that was sitting on a chair. She took a couple of deep breaths and thought about the day ahead of her. Matthew and her 'parents' understood, and she loved them, but what would her peers' at school reactions be when they found out how different she was? Then she thought, 'who cares what people think of me? I will find people who like me for me.'

Matthew was 20 years old and he wasn't in high school anymore, but he had to drive Nenime to school because his workplace was so close to the High School. His car halted in front of a large, stone building with a lot of teenagers on the lawn talking amongst themselves. Nenime crept out of the car and Matthew sped away. It suddenly felt like everyone was looking at her, pointing out her flaws.

Chapter 2~ The Meeting

She stood in a corner of the school yard, all alone, when Maruka noticed an unfamiliar car drive up. Out of it stepped a girl she had never seen before. She was so tall and pretty and, gosh that hair..Maruka's thoughts trailed off as the girl walked through a crowd of people. The people giggled and laughed and she could hear them whispering to each other, "Look at her ears! She's way too tall. What IS she wearing?"

Maruka remembered when those types of comments were aimed at her. Like "What is she, three foot five?" or "Is she 7 years old or something?" But by now people had completely forgot she even existed. She shook her head and those thoughts drifted away. Maruka told herself that this girl was just another person at school, no one special. But something about this new girl felt different and drew Maruka to her. 'She does look uncomfortable and lonely,' she thought.
"Uh.hi, my name's Maruka," she said as she approached the tall new girl. "What's yours?" The girl looked down and with something of a sigh of relief replied, "Nenime."
"Wow," said Maruka, "that's really pretty, but I will probably forget it. I'm not very good with names. Do you have any nicknames that your friends call you?"
"Oh, thanks," replied Nenime, "well, no, I've never really had..friends." Maruka was somewhat shocked at this. How can she not have any friends? She's so perfect, so nice.
"Would you mind if I gave you a nickname?" asked Maruka, "Like, Neni or something."
"No, not at all, Neni sounds fine," Nenime replied. Then the bell rang and students began crowding the steps where the two were standing.
"See you at lunch then?" Maruka asked as she nearly got pummeled by a boy trying to get up the stairs. Nenime nodded at her and then got lost in the crowd.

A/N: Gosh.that's shorter than I thought it would be. Don't worry, this chapter is really boring, I just had to get the setting and stuff down. The next chapter will be funny. PROMISE! Oh, and because my chapters are really short, I will be doubling up on them and putting two or more on a page. Hope that's okay. ^_^ ~Halla ps. If you think this story is stupid, STOP READING. Because it will only get worse. p.p.s This is not a parody, legomance, (Though.leggo does play somewhat of a big role in here.), slash, or a mary-sue. ::shudders at the thought of a mary-sue::