The day had gone on much like I had expected. There wasn't really
much I could do. It was the same thing everyday.I woke up, rode the bus,
did some tests, ate lunch, slept, rode the bus, did homework, shower,
sleep. It was the same thing everyday. High School for a ninth grader was
more boring than I had ever imagined.
Until I came across the ring.
Yeah, I guess I always thought that the ring would stay the ring. I mean.its bad enough I had to deal with tests and all.but the ring? Come on, the least it could do could have been staying on the piece of paper where it was first written!
I'm getting ahead of myself.
It was a day like any other day. I was walking up from Health during my ten minute locker break. Usually that consists for running up two flights of stairs, to my locker, to the bathroom, and back down a flight of stairs to get to my next class. But this day.the bad karma was going all out to get me.
"Hey Laura!" Mike called while I was exchanging books at my locker.
"Hey Mike," I mumbled back. I glanced toward his direction but he was gone. I sighed and shut my locker. There was no way I was going to make it to the bathroom before next period. I was already running late.
I began to walk out of the cluster of lockers when something caught my eye. It was glimmering in the light of the sun coming through one of the ten windows in my school. I walked over and picked it up. I began to put it on but it was too small. Just as I was about to chuck it, the ring changed sizes. It fit my ring finger just fine.
A little red flag should have gone up then. I was a full blown Ringer; you think I would have noticed a golden ring changing sizes?
Sadly, the blonde part of me got the best of me.
I just thought of it as an aftereffect of being hungry, so I ran down the stairs to make it to my Spanish class.
"Hola, Senora." I said to my maestro.
Spanish was my least and favourite subject at the same time. I sat through twenty minutes of class and then the bell rang for lunch. We had lunch in the middle of our class period.
I met up with my fellow Ringer Courtney and some other friends and headed down to lunch. That's when somebody stopped me.
It was Vice-principal Mr. Fladnag.
"Mr. Fladnag!" I said in disbelief. My mind ran through every thing possible I could have done to make this possible.but I could turn up with nothing.
It could be that I missed turning in an assignment.I shook my head. I was being irrational. I hadn't done anything.
"See you later, Court." I said as she began to head down the stairs for lunch.
"Actually," Mr. Fladnag said, "You may want to bring her too."
Courtney and I exchanged death glances as we made our way down the hallway the center of the hell-hole of a school. The Office. Every kid's nightmare.
We sat down in his office and I began to twiddle with my ring. I was nervous. I was desperate to do anything to get out of there.
"We have a problem," Mr. Fladnag said.
"We do?" I squeaked.
"Yes."
"And why did you bring Courtney?" I asked.
He nodded his head thoughtfully. "Laura.somehow you have found the One Ring of Power."
Until I came across the ring.
Yeah, I guess I always thought that the ring would stay the ring. I mean.its bad enough I had to deal with tests and all.but the ring? Come on, the least it could do could have been staying on the piece of paper where it was first written!
I'm getting ahead of myself.
It was a day like any other day. I was walking up from Health during my ten minute locker break. Usually that consists for running up two flights of stairs, to my locker, to the bathroom, and back down a flight of stairs to get to my next class. But this day.the bad karma was going all out to get me.
"Hey Laura!" Mike called while I was exchanging books at my locker.
"Hey Mike," I mumbled back. I glanced toward his direction but he was gone. I sighed and shut my locker. There was no way I was going to make it to the bathroom before next period. I was already running late.
I began to walk out of the cluster of lockers when something caught my eye. It was glimmering in the light of the sun coming through one of the ten windows in my school. I walked over and picked it up. I began to put it on but it was too small. Just as I was about to chuck it, the ring changed sizes. It fit my ring finger just fine.
A little red flag should have gone up then. I was a full blown Ringer; you think I would have noticed a golden ring changing sizes?
Sadly, the blonde part of me got the best of me.
I just thought of it as an aftereffect of being hungry, so I ran down the stairs to make it to my Spanish class.
"Hola, Senora." I said to my maestro.
Spanish was my least and favourite subject at the same time. I sat through twenty minutes of class and then the bell rang for lunch. We had lunch in the middle of our class period.
I met up with my fellow Ringer Courtney and some other friends and headed down to lunch. That's when somebody stopped me.
It was Vice-principal Mr. Fladnag.
"Mr. Fladnag!" I said in disbelief. My mind ran through every thing possible I could have done to make this possible.but I could turn up with nothing.
It could be that I missed turning in an assignment.I shook my head. I was being irrational. I hadn't done anything.
"See you later, Court." I said as she began to head down the stairs for lunch.
"Actually," Mr. Fladnag said, "You may want to bring her too."
Courtney and I exchanged death glances as we made our way down the hallway the center of the hell-hole of a school. The Office. Every kid's nightmare.
We sat down in his office and I began to twiddle with my ring. I was nervous. I was desperate to do anything to get out of there.
"We have a problem," Mr. Fladnag said.
"We do?" I squeaked.
"Yes."
"And why did you bring Courtney?" I asked.
He nodded his head thoughtfully. "Laura.somehow you have found the One Ring of Power."