I stole this from bratprincess. Sort of. It's actually a continuation of
her story. Except it hasn't been finished yet. But yes. I'm going to shut
up now.
*
Math class. Full of unbidden joys. Or, you know, a living hell. Take your pick. But there I was, sitting in my living hell, blatantly ignoring the teacher who couldn't remember my name. I leaned back in my seat, feeling kind of sleepy. I stared out the window.
"Alaina? Hello, Alaina?"
I sat up suddenly, glaring at the dark haired guy sitting in front of me. "WHAT, Graham?"
"Don't you think Elizabeth should have married the Commodore?"
"No Graham, I do not."
Sarah, sitting next to him, smiled tolerantly at me, laughing at him. I rolled my eyes, and leaned back in my chair, rubbing my head.
"But Alaina, WHY not?"
"Because Graham, I just don't, alright? Now fuck. Off."
Graham looked put out, but I didn't especially care. He grated on my nerves and... I suddenly felt incredibly dizzy.
"I think," I started to say, "That I should really... lie.."
I didn't get to finish my sentence because I was suddenly lying flat on my back, unconscious. I'm not sure how long I was there-being unconscious is funny like that. But when I woke up there was something significantly different.
I could see first, blurry people standing around me. Graham was there: not a pleasant sight to wake up to. Then the sound came in. Various people talking, asking what had happened, if I was okay. I think my math teacher was asking what my name was again. But there was something else as well. Calming voices, in a language I'd never heard with a strange accent. I blinked slowly. None of the people around me were the ones speaking.
"Who said that?" I asked slowly, wincing as my head hurt.
If anything, this made everyone look more concerned.
"Who said what?" asked Sarah.
"I... don't... know," I answered slowly. "It's in a different language."
Everyone shared odd glances. It was quite easy to figure out that nobody else heard it.
"Maybe we should call an ambulance," my teacher suggested.
I shook my head quickly. "No, no. Don't do that. I'm fine. Really." He didn't look convinced. "I just imagined it. I skipped breakfast this morning, that's probably why I passed out." Wow. I hadn't thought I could think that fast.
"Alright..." Mr. Brown agreed rather reluctantly. "Everyone, get back in your seats. There's nothing to see here."
I stood up, taking my seat. But now I was paying even less attention than before. While Mr. Brown continued on with the lesson (something to do with umbrellas) I was focusing on the voices in my head. They were most definitely male. Quite deep, and rich... very nice to listen to, like melted chocolate. I didn't understand what they were saying, but the words sounded pretty. There were most definitely two of them, although they were so similar they were almost identical, and it was almost impossible to tell the difference between the two of them; not that it mattered, as I had no face to place them to. I started to notice something though. While before the voices had seemed calm and soothing, it began to seem more and more as though they were arguing. Oh great. Not only was I hearing voices nobody else could hear, they were arguing with each other.
Abruptly one of them said something, and they both stopped speaking. It happened so suddenly that I wondered if maybe I had hit my head when I fell, and really had imagined them. No, that couldn't be it. There was something odd, as if I'd heard the language before, or read it, or something.
I had difficulty concentrating the rest of the day. I mean, wouldn't you if you'd passed out and woken up with voices in your head? It was on the edge of my mind for the rest of the day. Since I wasn't paying attention in class, I had all the stuff we'd done for homework. So by the time I'd attended band rehearsal, gotten home, done my chores, practiced, AND finished my homework, it was after midnight, and I was tired. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.
*
There was a waterfall, with mist rising off of the rocks at the bottom. It was in the middle of a clearing in the woods. It was night, and the stars shone out and... oh, I was dreaming. Shame, it was beautiful. Well, I figured that since I was dreaming, and didn't know how long it would last, I should take advantage of it. I walked over to the water and dipped my foot in.
And shrieked. It was icy cold. No fair. I sat down glumly on a rock and for the first time heard muffled giggling. I stood up again, looking around. Nobody was there, but I could still hear the giggling.
"Hello?" I called out. Nobody answered. "I CAN hear you, you do realize that?" I still didn't get an answer. Now normally if I heard giggling, and there was nobody around, I would end up rather creeped out. But I wasn't, somehow, just annoyed. "Hello? Anybody home?" The giggling suddenly stopped. "Fine, be that way." I walked around, then sat on a rock. I was staring at the waterfall when I saw something run by out of the corner of my eye. I jumped up again, and swore just for the hell of it. There was still no answer. "Well fuck that," I decided. "I'm leaving." I stood up to go-although I wasn't really sure where I would go-when there were suddenly two people in front of me. They were very nice looking.
They were both identical, with grey eyes and long black hair. They were tall, with broad shoulders, and neither one was wearing a shirt.
I gaped at them, knowing exactly who they were. "But, but. TWINS!" I spluttered out.
The one on the right looked at the one on the left and said something in Elvish. The one on the left answered and they both looked back at me.
Oh, just my luck. I'd have twins in my head and they don't speak English.
"Uh..." I tried to think of what to say, hoping they'd understand. "Twins. Pretty. Fuck?" I didn't hold much hope for the last bit.
They stared at me, eyes sparkling.
"Uh, Elladan, Elrohir?" I said, pointing to the one on the right, then the left. The one on the left raised his eyebrow. "Er, Elrohir, Elladan?"
Elrohir, I guess it was, said something again. And then they both started to laugh. At me! And it was MY dream.
"Well, if you're going to be like that, I just won't talk to you," I announced. And, just to be sure they got the point, I stuck out my tongue and sat back down on the rock with my back to them.
I could still hear them laughing when I woke up. And it didn't go away. In fact, it was getting stronger. And then one of them said something. My eyes went wide and I burrowed under my covers. "No, no, no," I said. "Not happening."
They started to laugh, although I'm sure they couldn't understand me.
"I hate my life."
*
Math class. Full of unbidden joys. Or, you know, a living hell. Take your pick. But there I was, sitting in my living hell, blatantly ignoring the teacher who couldn't remember my name. I leaned back in my seat, feeling kind of sleepy. I stared out the window.
"Alaina? Hello, Alaina?"
I sat up suddenly, glaring at the dark haired guy sitting in front of me. "WHAT, Graham?"
"Don't you think Elizabeth should have married the Commodore?"
"No Graham, I do not."
Sarah, sitting next to him, smiled tolerantly at me, laughing at him. I rolled my eyes, and leaned back in my chair, rubbing my head.
"But Alaina, WHY not?"
"Because Graham, I just don't, alright? Now fuck. Off."
Graham looked put out, but I didn't especially care. He grated on my nerves and... I suddenly felt incredibly dizzy.
"I think," I started to say, "That I should really... lie.."
I didn't get to finish my sentence because I was suddenly lying flat on my back, unconscious. I'm not sure how long I was there-being unconscious is funny like that. But when I woke up there was something significantly different.
I could see first, blurry people standing around me. Graham was there: not a pleasant sight to wake up to. Then the sound came in. Various people talking, asking what had happened, if I was okay. I think my math teacher was asking what my name was again. But there was something else as well. Calming voices, in a language I'd never heard with a strange accent. I blinked slowly. None of the people around me were the ones speaking.
"Who said that?" I asked slowly, wincing as my head hurt.
If anything, this made everyone look more concerned.
"Who said what?" asked Sarah.
"I... don't... know," I answered slowly. "It's in a different language."
Everyone shared odd glances. It was quite easy to figure out that nobody else heard it.
"Maybe we should call an ambulance," my teacher suggested.
I shook my head quickly. "No, no. Don't do that. I'm fine. Really." He didn't look convinced. "I just imagined it. I skipped breakfast this morning, that's probably why I passed out." Wow. I hadn't thought I could think that fast.
"Alright..." Mr. Brown agreed rather reluctantly. "Everyone, get back in your seats. There's nothing to see here."
I stood up, taking my seat. But now I was paying even less attention than before. While Mr. Brown continued on with the lesson (something to do with umbrellas) I was focusing on the voices in my head. They were most definitely male. Quite deep, and rich... very nice to listen to, like melted chocolate. I didn't understand what they were saying, but the words sounded pretty. There were most definitely two of them, although they were so similar they were almost identical, and it was almost impossible to tell the difference between the two of them; not that it mattered, as I had no face to place them to. I started to notice something though. While before the voices had seemed calm and soothing, it began to seem more and more as though they were arguing. Oh great. Not only was I hearing voices nobody else could hear, they were arguing with each other.
Abruptly one of them said something, and they both stopped speaking. It happened so suddenly that I wondered if maybe I had hit my head when I fell, and really had imagined them. No, that couldn't be it. There was something odd, as if I'd heard the language before, or read it, or something.
I had difficulty concentrating the rest of the day. I mean, wouldn't you if you'd passed out and woken up with voices in your head? It was on the edge of my mind for the rest of the day. Since I wasn't paying attention in class, I had all the stuff we'd done for homework. So by the time I'd attended band rehearsal, gotten home, done my chores, practiced, AND finished my homework, it was after midnight, and I was tired. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.
*
There was a waterfall, with mist rising off of the rocks at the bottom. It was in the middle of a clearing in the woods. It was night, and the stars shone out and... oh, I was dreaming. Shame, it was beautiful. Well, I figured that since I was dreaming, and didn't know how long it would last, I should take advantage of it. I walked over to the water and dipped my foot in.
And shrieked. It was icy cold. No fair. I sat down glumly on a rock and for the first time heard muffled giggling. I stood up again, looking around. Nobody was there, but I could still hear the giggling.
"Hello?" I called out. Nobody answered. "I CAN hear you, you do realize that?" I still didn't get an answer. Now normally if I heard giggling, and there was nobody around, I would end up rather creeped out. But I wasn't, somehow, just annoyed. "Hello? Anybody home?" The giggling suddenly stopped. "Fine, be that way." I walked around, then sat on a rock. I was staring at the waterfall when I saw something run by out of the corner of my eye. I jumped up again, and swore just for the hell of it. There was still no answer. "Well fuck that," I decided. "I'm leaving." I stood up to go-although I wasn't really sure where I would go-when there were suddenly two people in front of me. They were very nice looking.
They were both identical, with grey eyes and long black hair. They were tall, with broad shoulders, and neither one was wearing a shirt.
I gaped at them, knowing exactly who they were. "But, but. TWINS!" I spluttered out.
The one on the right looked at the one on the left and said something in Elvish. The one on the left answered and they both looked back at me.
Oh, just my luck. I'd have twins in my head and they don't speak English.
"Uh..." I tried to think of what to say, hoping they'd understand. "Twins. Pretty. Fuck?" I didn't hold much hope for the last bit.
They stared at me, eyes sparkling.
"Uh, Elladan, Elrohir?" I said, pointing to the one on the right, then the left. The one on the left raised his eyebrow. "Er, Elrohir, Elladan?"
Elrohir, I guess it was, said something again. And then they both started to laugh. At me! And it was MY dream.
"Well, if you're going to be like that, I just won't talk to you," I announced. And, just to be sure they got the point, I stuck out my tongue and sat back down on the rock with my back to them.
I could still hear them laughing when I woke up. And it didn't go away. In fact, it was getting stronger. And then one of them said something. My eyes went wide and I burrowed under my covers. "No, no, no," I said. "Not happening."
They started to laugh, although I'm sure they couldn't understand me.
"I hate my life."