Chapter 9

A/N: He he he. Cool chappie, Christy! I'm so bored here at my grandparent's house. I dunno what's up with ff.net right now but it won't let me update. So, I guess if you're reading this, the problems been fixed!

Disclaimer: Nope, nada, except ourselves and the losers from our school. He he.

Legolas: Can Haldir and I go home yet?

Me: No.

Haldir: Why not?

Me: Because I'm holding you captive until I receive a ransom of $4 Million from J.R.R. Tolkien.

Haldir: But…I thought he was dead.

Me: Shh…nobody has to know.

Legolas: But I have to go to the bathroom!

Me: There's a tree over there.

Legolas: This is SO unsanitary.

I poked my head in the classroom before entering. "I hope Steve-o isn't here yet," I whispered to my group of guys.

"Who's Steve-o?" Frodo asked, looking around the room anxiously. "Is he mean?"

"No…" I replied. "He's just, how can I put this? He enjoys tormenting me in his 'special' ways."

"Does he hurt you?" Aragorn asked.

"No," I answered. "Well, guys, I don't see him here yet, so-"

"Vanessa!!!"

"Oh no," I moaned. I turned around and came face to face with Steven Williams. "Um...hi, Steven." Here's a little description of my 'friend': he has blond hair, very thin, but still buff. He's not real handsome either. Steven has a little secret: he runs his own website. His website is not a very nice one for it features not very well clothed women.

He ran up to me, and grabbed me up onto a warm embrace. "I missed you at the tree house last night."

"I told you, I'm not going to the tree house with you." I then proceeded to my seat with the 5 guys in tow.

"But I love you," he called back to me.

"Aw…I love you too. But no."

"Please? I'll let you touch my muffler."
"Uh, no."

"Fine. Oh, by the way, you left these in my car last night." He held up a pair of shiny, thong style undergarments.

"Those are so not mine." I took my seat and the guys all took seats wherever they could find them.

Mrs. Drumwright, my Spanish teacher, walked into the classroom at that moment. "Where did we leave off yesterday? Anybody?" She looked out at the students and caught sight of the guys. "Who are they? They aren't students."

"Um…They're here to grade your um…class," I said nervously.

She stared long and hard at the guys but shrugged and proceeded on with our chapter. "Repeat after me: el panqueque…"

I gave a relieved sigh, sank down in my seat, and closed my eyes. "That was close," I whispered to Pippin who was sitting next to Steven (he sits behind me). "I thought she was going to kick y'all out."

Then Legolas spoke up. "She still might send us out if you two don't shut your mouths."

"Sheesh. Grumpy old elf. What? Are you mad because that girl over there has better hair than you?"

"What?! For your information, Vanessa, she does not have nicer hair than me. I just miss Kitty."

"Ooo…Kitty, huh? I'll be sure to tell her after school today," I said jokingly.

"Don't! Peregrin, Vanessa has a little crush on you!"

"Legolas Greenleaf!" I screamed, not caring who looked up (not many because half of them were asleep). "I cannot believe you just said that! I'm going to rip your little elven ears off!!" I lunged at him.

Mrs. Drumwright snapped her book shut, sighed, and left the room. She always does this when the class gets too out of control.

Steven then said, "Hey! Keep that stuff in the bedroom!"
I gasped. "Is that all you think about?!" He grinned. "I take that as a yes. Is class almost over? Does anybody know?"

"We have…2 minutes left," Trevor said.

"Thank you, Trevor." I looked down at Pippin; he was smiling. "What?"

"You. You look beautiful when you're mad."

"Aw...he's so nice."

"Hey!" Steven interjected my romantic thoughts. "I thought you loved me!"

"That would be a no."

Just then, the dismissal bell rang. "Yea!"

A/N: Sorry that was so long and boring. But I was tired! I just finished watching The Four Feathers. Heath Ledger is so fine! Except when he drinks that camel blood. That was a bit disturbing. Anyway, I hope you liked the chapter. Review and tell us. But, don't flame; I get enough fire from Aiden (I changed his name for those of you who don't read my live journal). Lissenen ar' maska'lalaith tenna' lye omentuve Sweet water and light laughter till we next meet