A/N- Hello everybody! It is I, yet again, writing you from my computer. This chapter took me a little longer than expected, because recently, I have been in a creative slump. But, in light of the Oscars, I had a brilliant idea for this chapter! ^_^ Sooooo. if you guys have any fic ideas, e-mail 'em to moi, ok?

I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER!!! *hopeful smiles* And as an added bonus, I'll even give you credit! ^_~;;;

Peace out, dudes!

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Laura, Sarah, and Rachel sat in the practice room, waiting for Elwyn to show up so they could begin their ensemble practice. Laura was reading yet another book, after having finished the other five she was reading the day before. Sarah was having a little 'fun' with her viola, and poor, poor Rachel had her eyes closed, and was whispering to herself, "I didn't see that. Sarah didn't just do that. I *won't* have to go to a psychiatrist."

The relative serenity of the room was shattered by a loud wailing that penetrated even the practice room walls. Elwyn came bursting into the room, crying. She took a few more steps into the room, and fell over, weeping on the floor. Laura looked up, half-interested.

"What's wrong? The restraining order Orlando Bloom put in against you finally come through?" Elwyn stopped her crying long enough to glare at her.

"N-no, Laura." She sniffled. "The Oscars. last night."

Rachel and Sarah exchanged knowing glances. Laura mouthed, "What?"

"THE TWO TOWERS DIDN'T WIN BEST PICTURE!!!! HOOOOOOOOOW?!?!?!"

Laura swore, and covered her ears.

"Elwyn, shut up!"

"I DON'T WANT TOOOOOOOO! I HATE CHICAGO!!!!!" "El-"

"STUPID, EVIL, CRUEL." she paused, and lowered her voice. "Uh, guys? I'm running out of adjectives."

There was a sudden thud on the door, which startled everyone.

Cindy burst in the room.

"Shut up, you guys!" she hissed.

Laura shot her a questioning look.

"Why?" She whispered.

Cindy closed the door.

"All of Elwyn's wailing has, thank you very much, alerted the Nine. They are currently outside our Band room."

Elwyn tried her best to look innocent.

"Really.? Imagine that."

Laura stood up, trying to look diplomatic.

"Cindy? You know when we told you we'd only need your help that *one* time?"

"Yeah."

"Well." Cindy got the message.

"Oh no. One time was enough, thanks." She said, shaking her head vigorously. She shuddered at the memory of what had happened after Elwyn had taken off running.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~FLASHBACK~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Cindy ran through the halls, Laura, Rachel, and Sarah right behind her. And then.

Three of the Nine had spotted them, and had begun to chase them.

The Band room was so close. yet so far away.

And then, she felt something slip out of her hands. she looked behind, and saw her beautiful, stunning, time- consuming "Orlando Bloom is U-G-L-Y" sign fall on the floor, to be trampled by the passing crowd.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~END FLASHBACK~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Rachel looked up.

"Please, Cindy. We can't destroy the Ring by ourselves."

Cindy bit her lip.

"Well. on one condition."

"Fine. Name anything."

"After it's destroyed, Elwyn says that Orlando bloom is ugly."

All eyes on Elwyn. She sighed.

"Fine."

"In front of the whole school."

"WHAT?!?! NOOOO WAY!" Laura glared at her.

"Er, I mean, sure Cindy."

Sarah stood up, looking around.

"Come on, you guys. We need to find a way out of here."

A/N- Soooooo. how was it? Please know, that I am not anti-Orlando. In fact, I'm quite the opposite! I do love him very, very much, despite his very odd sense of fashion.

See you all soon~!

Lots of Love~Pray for Peace

Elwyn the PlushieHead