Chapter 3

A/N: Good chappie, Christy. I'm trying to upload Elissa but it's being slow. So I'm writing while I wait. BTW, Daniel is evil. Not that you guys even know who he is, but I just thought I'd let you know. Vanessa's POV.

Disclaimer: I really don't feel like putting one up right now. I had a bad day. Besides, I think you know by now that NO we don't own them.

Legolas: Can I make your day any better?

Me: Not unless you can make Vincent stop calling me.

Haldir: I don't think even Sauroman's Uruk-hai army can stop that.

Me: You don't know how right you are.

We all piled into my Suburban and preceded the rest of the way to school. "Are we going to enroll them or what?" I asked. "The hobbits don't look much like high school students and everyone else is way too old looking. No offense guys," I added, looking at their sharp, pointy swords and quiver full of arrows.

"Umm…maybe the older guys could pretend to be like some of those guys who review teachers, and the hobbits could be visiting junior high students."

"Good idea," I said. "We'll have to get them name tags though so it looks believable."

We pulled into our parking space and headed towards the school. "Christy, how about I take half of the guys with me now and we can switch off after third period. Is that OK?"

"Fine with me. Do you want me to go in and get the badges?"

"Yeah; I don't think Mrs. Es-something wants to see me right now. You um...know why."

"Oh, that's right. I forgot about that."

"What? What? Tell me!" Pippin said excitedly.

"No! Don't! Christy, don't even think about it."

"Alright," she said, but winked at the hobbits when she thought I wasn't looking.

She went into the office and returned with visitor passes for everyone. "OK, I'll take Merry, Legolas, Gandalf, Frodo, and Sam. You take Pippin, Aragorn, Boromir, and Gimli. Then, we'll switch off after lunch."
"OK. Come on you guys who are coming with me. We're off to World Geography," I said, ushering the men up the stairs. "See you later Christy!"

We walked into Coach Bloodworth's room and he was at his computer laughing at the screen. Will I ever find out what? He looked up at us. "Why are you late? And who are they?"

"Um…Am I late? I didn't know. These guys are here to rate your teaching abilities."

"Oh. Well, than, have a seat Vanessa."

I sat in my seat and the guys followed me. "No, go sit at the table over there."

There were only 3 chairs at the table and Boromir was the last to arrive. No one would give up their seat so he expertly whipped out his sword.

"No!" I screamed and ran over to the four quarreling guys. "No weapons in school, OK? Put it back." By now the entire class was staring at me. I laughed nervously. "Go back to teaching, it's OK." I went back to my seat, red from embarrassment.

Class ended and I met up with Christy at our lockers. "These guys sure require a lot of maintenance!" I whined. "Pin cushion-boi over there, whipped out his sword in the middle of class!"

"I know! Leggy had to bring out his bow to keep all the fan girls off."

"Oh no! I have Coach T next period!" I began hitting my head against my locker.

"Is everything well, milady?" Legolas asked, running up to me.

"Um…yeah. You guys ready to be tortured by the foulest creature in the school?"

At this the guys put on a look of sheer terror. "No."

"It'll be OK. Don't worry. Besides, if he annoys you, just take out you shiny little sword or bow and kill him. You'd be the hero."

One hour later…

"I hate that faulker!" I screamed as we walked out of his room.

"I don't know," Gimli said thoughtfully. "I kind of liked his lecture on ionic bonds."

"Shut up," I glared at him.

A/N: Sorry this chappie sux. It's too short but I really don't give a flip. Oh, and happy birthday Christy! Hey, if there is anybody reading this, would you mind dropping a review? It makes me what to actually type this. Plus, I just want to know how we're doing so far. Thanks!