Sorry it took me so long to post this one, but I was more than a little
busy. But thanks to Denise, Kimmie, Mady, and Faye for some ideas and
advice.
~Chapter Four (Becky)~
What had Frodo said or done that had had Holly crying yesterday? This was the question that had been on my mind since I stuck my head out the door at lunch the previous day.
Holly and Frodo had been sitting outside the cafeteria, and it was evident that she had been crying.
But she had nothing to cry about. The fellowship - including Legolas - was staying at her place. If anything, she should have been overjoyed. Therefore, it was plausible that Frodo had said or done something that had hurt her feelings.
I was just going to have to see if there was anything that I could do about it. Anyone that made a friend cry was no friend of mine.
'Rebecca, it's time to go,' yelled my mother, disrupting my thoughts.
I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. On the way to school, I thought about how I could find out what was wrong.
I got to school and went through my usually routine: drop my bag in my locker, say hey to Shakira and Heather, and go downstairs to wait with Jess for Holly.
At her usual time, Holly walked in the door with the fellowship. I was surprised to see that Frodo had his arm around her waist, and she didn't seem to mind overmuch.
Maybe it hadn't been Frodo that had made her cry.
'Holly, can I talk to you for a minute?' I asked.
'Yeah sure.'
I pulled her off to the side and said, 'What's going on? Yesterday you were crying on Frodo and today you come in with his arm around you. What about your boyfriend?' I asked, bewildered.
'You think that I'm with Frodo?' she asked with a look of confusion. 'Yesterday he managed to get me talking about my sweetie, and I ended up crying. He comforted me, and was a shoulder to cry on. Last night we went for a walk and he kissed me. I told him that I was loyal to my boyfriend, and he asked me to choose him instead.'
'AND!?' I demanded. 'What did you do?'
'I said no. What else would I do?'
I couldn't believe it. The gorgeous Frodo Baggins liked her, apparently a lot, and she was being stubborn and loyal. That was so typical of her.
'You used to be head over heels about him. What happened?'
'Beck, I had a crush on a character in a movie,' she said, 'it wasn't real.
'But this is, this is very real. Think about it, Frodo's here and your sweetie isn't.'
'Oh, so that means that I should just forget about him and mess around with someone else? You mean that it wouldn't ride on my conscience? That I should totally disregard his feelings?' She raised an eyebrow at me.
'I'm saying that you should live in reality. You are never going to be able to be with your precious sweetie,' I said with a sneer, 'so get your head out of the clouds and look at what's right in front of you!'
'Where do you come off trying to tell me how to live my life? And have you ever heard of loyalty? As in no matter how hard things get, you stay loyal? It may be hard with the distance, but that doesn't change how I feel.'
'And just how DO you feel? And don't just say that you love him. Tell me how you really feel, about the distance, the lack of communication, all of it.'
'The distance hurts, I'll admit, but there's no lack of communication. I tell him more than I tell you guys.'
I couldn't think of a bigger slap in the face. The one thing that our group of friends had always prided ourselves in was the fact that we could tell each other anything.
I had nothing to say to this, so I turned my back to her so that she wouldn't see the tears brimming in my eyes.
'Becky?'
'Shut up. Just shut up,' I snapped.
'Beck, I'm sorry Hun. Please don't be mad at me,' she pleaded. 'Maybe you're right, maybe I should stop living in a fantasy world with delusions of love and belonging. Maybe I should just take what's in front of me.'
'No, you're right. Loyalty is important. And I'm happy that you have someone to be loyal to. I think that I just got jealous of the fact that someone in the fellowship likes you.'
I put an arm around her shoulders as we walked back towards our group. 'So tell me how good he kisses,' I said with a grin.
* * *
I looked at the clock for the umpteenth time in the last five minutes. 5:03 pm.
Holly was going to be here any minute with the fellowship, as it was Tuesday, and she had a Gymnastics class at six-thirty. I glanced at my watch, 5:04.
I got to keep Legolas, I mean the fellowship, until tomorrow because of how late Holly's class ran.
It had taken a while to convince my mother that I wasn't full of crap, and that the fellowship was actually here. And then I had had to convince her to let them stay the night.
I had it all worked out though. I was going to take them out of the house for a while. Maybe to Sherrie's or something. (Sherrie's was a small restaurant down the street form my house.)
Ding dong. I jumped up to get the door. Legolas was here! I was beyond trying to convince myself that I was excited about the whole fellowship being here.
~Chapter Four (Becky)~
What had Frodo said or done that had had Holly crying yesterday? This was the question that had been on my mind since I stuck my head out the door at lunch the previous day.
Holly and Frodo had been sitting outside the cafeteria, and it was evident that she had been crying.
But she had nothing to cry about. The fellowship - including Legolas - was staying at her place. If anything, she should have been overjoyed. Therefore, it was plausible that Frodo had said or done something that had hurt her feelings.
I was just going to have to see if there was anything that I could do about it. Anyone that made a friend cry was no friend of mine.
'Rebecca, it's time to go,' yelled my mother, disrupting my thoughts.
I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. On the way to school, I thought about how I could find out what was wrong.
I got to school and went through my usually routine: drop my bag in my locker, say hey to Shakira and Heather, and go downstairs to wait with Jess for Holly.
At her usual time, Holly walked in the door with the fellowship. I was surprised to see that Frodo had his arm around her waist, and she didn't seem to mind overmuch.
Maybe it hadn't been Frodo that had made her cry.
'Holly, can I talk to you for a minute?' I asked.
'Yeah sure.'
I pulled her off to the side and said, 'What's going on? Yesterday you were crying on Frodo and today you come in with his arm around you. What about your boyfriend?' I asked, bewildered.
'You think that I'm with Frodo?' she asked with a look of confusion. 'Yesterday he managed to get me talking about my sweetie, and I ended up crying. He comforted me, and was a shoulder to cry on. Last night we went for a walk and he kissed me. I told him that I was loyal to my boyfriend, and he asked me to choose him instead.'
'AND!?' I demanded. 'What did you do?'
'I said no. What else would I do?'
I couldn't believe it. The gorgeous Frodo Baggins liked her, apparently a lot, and she was being stubborn and loyal. That was so typical of her.
'You used to be head over heels about him. What happened?'
'Beck, I had a crush on a character in a movie,' she said, 'it wasn't real.
'But this is, this is very real. Think about it, Frodo's here and your sweetie isn't.'
'Oh, so that means that I should just forget about him and mess around with someone else? You mean that it wouldn't ride on my conscience? That I should totally disregard his feelings?' She raised an eyebrow at me.
'I'm saying that you should live in reality. You are never going to be able to be with your precious sweetie,' I said with a sneer, 'so get your head out of the clouds and look at what's right in front of you!'
'Where do you come off trying to tell me how to live my life? And have you ever heard of loyalty? As in no matter how hard things get, you stay loyal? It may be hard with the distance, but that doesn't change how I feel.'
'And just how DO you feel? And don't just say that you love him. Tell me how you really feel, about the distance, the lack of communication, all of it.'
'The distance hurts, I'll admit, but there's no lack of communication. I tell him more than I tell you guys.'
I couldn't think of a bigger slap in the face. The one thing that our group of friends had always prided ourselves in was the fact that we could tell each other anything.
I had nothing to say to this, so I turned my back to her so that she wouldn't see the tears brimming in my eyes.
'Becky?'
'Shut up. Just shut up,' I snapped.
'Beck, I'm sorry Hun. Please don't be mad at me,' she pleaded. 'Maybe you're right, maybe I should stop living in a fantasy world with delusions of love and belonging. Maybe I should just take what's in front of me.'
'No, you're right. Loyalty is important. And I'm happy that you have someone to be loyal to. I think that I just got jealous of the fact that someone in the fellowship likes you.'
I put an arm around her shoulders as we walked back towards our group. 'So tell me how good he kisses,' I said with a grin.
* * *
I looked at the clock for the umpteenth time in the last five minutes. 5:03 pm.
Holly was going to be here any minute with the fellowship, as it was Tuesday, and she had a Gymnastics class at six-thirty. I glanced at my watch, 5:04.
I got to keep Legolas, I mean the fellowship, until tomorrow because of how late Holly's class ran.
It had taken a while to convince my mother that I wasn't full of crap, and that the fellowship was actually here. And then I had had to convince her to let them stay the night.
I had it all worked out though. I was going to take them out of the house for a while. Maybe to Sherrie's or something. (Sherrie's was a small restaurant down the street form my house.)
Ding dong. I jumped up to get the door. Legolas was here! I was beyond trying to convince myself that I was excited about the whole fellowship being here.
