Adrienne

Disclaimer: All characters save Adrienne belong to JRR Tolkien. Middle- earth and the Elves and all that belong to him too. Yup, he's very lucky.

This story and the character Adrienne belong to Celebhiril (me. duh!) (.

I have made Tolkien's characters quite OOC, though not purposefully. I will probably work on this later.

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Although this is post-War-of-the-Ring, Legolas still dwells in Mirkwood (he should dwell in Ithilien with Gimli), Elrond remains in Rivendell and Arwen makes trips back (Elrond eventually goes to Valinor in the book and of course Arwen marries Aragorn and dwells in Gondor). I have very much so changed Elrond's family tree and history. I know my in-fic history is incorrect; this is so my story works. I may go back and adjust things later (.

This is my very first fan fiction. I hope you enjoy it (.

Prolegomena

Adrienne sat at school staring at the board behind the droning teacher. Normally she was a reasonably enthusiastic student, but today was just a hot and sticky Friday and the lesson seemed to be dragging on for all eternity. Adrienne was in her last year of high school, and was doing rather well.

Finally, the bell rang for three o'clock. Adrienne left the classroom like a rocket and zoomed to her locker. She took a fleeting glance at the many famous male faces stuck inside the locker door, gathered her things and left.

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Adrienne walked in the door of her home. "Mum! You here?" She called. No answer. She plonked herself in front of the TV and turned it on. Seeing as she was not in the mood for cartoons or infomercials she went in search of other amusement. She knew she had homework to do but she just wanted to crash. It had been a boring and somewhat tiring day. She walked up the stairs and stopped for just a moment at the mirror on the wall there. She had always liked it. Its border was a tangle of silver vines of such intricate detail. The face she had endless admirers for (though she never thought of herself as pretty) looked back at her.

Adrienne changed out of her uniform into a denim skirt and sky blue top and lay on her bed. She pulled Unfinished Tales ((Tolkien)) out from under a pile of books on her bedside table and began to read. She didn't know how long she read for, but after a short while she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.