A/N- here's jess' really short chapter! Don't get mad at me, I'm just the
messenger. Here's some responses to your wonderful reviews:
Chris- there's seriously no Wall-Mart in NYC? That's is way weird. Well, artistic license, right? We'd love some input on what really happens at Wall-mart! That'd b a great help! We'll get an e-mail to you soon!
The Hobbit Ivy- Well, jess hates Arwen (Cuz she gets Aragorn) and I dun like Liv Tyler, so we're pretending she doesn't exsist. Sorry if you're an Arwen fan. Well, the story's gotta keep moving, so there probably is a lot happening in a week. Oops. *puppy dog face*
Elven Kitty- I hope this chapter isn't too depressing! So sorry if it is! I don't think anyone could really like war. You're right, if they do, they're crazy and hope fully in an asylum. Hope you like!
Lobo Diablo (Lone Wolf)- Thank you!
Hyper Senshi- Well, not always hyper, but most of the time. Especially right after Halloween. *looks both ways before running away as fast as possible.* C ya later!
Chapter 14- Decisions
~Aragorn~
We sat on the bench in silence.
"I'm mad," Liz said suddenly.
"Why?" I asked, turning to face her.
"Because...innocent people died. They never did anything to those...those terrorists. All they did was live," Liz said. "They went after us because they don't believe our government is good. It is against their religion or something. And I DON'T GET IT! It is against their religion to have us live our lives, but it is okay for them to kill people.
I don't want to work for PacSun. I want to have a job that means something. A job where I can go home at night and feel like a accomplished something," she said, staring into the distance.
"Like what," I couldn't help asking.
"I don't know. Maybe I'll work at PacSun part-time, and volunteer at the Red Cross. Oh, sorry, that is an organization that helps people, like volunteer...healers," she elaborated, seeing my confused look.
A few days later Legolas and I were being interviewed for a job. I went in and the first question they asked was, "Are you a citizen of the United States or do you have a green card?"
When I said no, they asked me to leave. For some reason, I had to be a citizen to work there.
I told Liz, and they arranged for us to become citizens.
I walked out of the building with a green card, the first step to becoming an American citizen.
"I'm so proud of you," Liz gushed, and I allowed her to hug me (not that I could have stopped her even if I wanted to).
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Tracy doing the same thing to Legolas.
"Come on guys," she said. "Let's go get you some jobs."
At that we boarded a bus. I hoped the working world is prepared for an elf and a ranger, because ready or not, we were coming.
Chris- there's seriously no Wall-Mart in NYC? That's is way weird. Well, artistic license, right? We'd love some input on what really happens at Wall-mart! That'd b a great help! We'll get an e-mail to you soon!
The Hobbit Ivy- Well, jess hates Arwen (Cuz she gets Aragorn) and I dun like Liv Tyler, so we're pretending she doesn't exsist. Sorry if you're an Arwen fan. Well, the story's gotta keep moving, so there probably is a lot happening in a week. Oops. *puppy dog face*
Elven Kitty- I hope this chapter isn't too depressing! So sorry if it is! I don't think anyone could really like war. You're right, if they do, they're crazy and hope fully in an asylum. Hope you like!
Lobo Diablo (Lone Wolf)- Thank you!
Hyper Senshi- Well, not always hyper, but most of the time. Especially right after Halloween. *looks both ways before running away as fast as possible.* C ya later!
Chapter 14- Decisions
~Aragorn~
We sat on the bench in silence.
"I'm mad," Liz said suddenly.
"Why?" I asked, turning to face her.
"Because...innocent people died. They never did anything to those...those terrorists. All they did was live," Liz said. "They went after us because they don't believe our government is good. It is against their religion or something. And I DON'T GET IT! It is against their religion to have us live our lives, but it is okay for them to kill people.
I don't want to work for PacSun. I want to have a job that means something. A job where I can go home at night and feel like a accomplished something," she said, staring into the distance.
"Like what," I couldn't help asking.
"I don't know. Maybe I'll work at PacSun part-time, and volunteer at the Red Cross. Oh, sorry, that is an organization that helps people, like volunteer...healers," she elaborated, seeing my confused look.
A few days later Legolas and I were being interviewed for a job. I went in and the first question they asked was, "Are you a citizen of the United States or do you have a green card?"
When I said no, they asked me to leave. For some reason, I had to be a citizen to work there.
I told Liz, and they arranged for us to become citizens.
I walked out of the building with a green card, the first step to becoming an American citizen.
"I'm so proud of you," Liz gushed, and I allowed her to hug me (not that I could have stopped her even if I wanted to).
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Tracy doing the same thing to Legolas.
"Come on guys," she said. "Let's go get you some jobs."
At that we boarded a bus. I hoped the working world is prepared for an elf and a ranger, because ready or not, we were coming.