YAY! Reviewness! I feel so special! I just wanted to say a few things
before I get started, but the most important one is THANK YOU!!!! I'll
thank each of you individually at the end of the chapter. Also, I was
reading through the fic, and I noticed that I gave both Elizabeth's best
friend and her mom the same name, so Elizabeth's friend will remain now and
forever Julia, and her Mom can be. I don't know. ummm.. Anne? Okay, yeah.
Her name'll be Anne. Further reason why I need to find a beta reader
(hint hint, wink, wink.) Also, I'm sorry about the delay. My comp's been
acting up. The darn thing wouldn't let me open up any document that wasn't
saved on Appleworks, but I can't upload a document to FF.Net that wasn't
saved on Word. Got my cousin Erin over to give me a hand, and after
erasing half of my hard drive, I can update again. Let's all say thank you
to Erin: THANK YOU, ERIN!
Chapter Five:
"And I am pleased to announce. Class! Class!" Mrs. Roberts rapped her ruler on the chalkboard, trying to get her English classes attention. Elizabeth jerked her head up, and exchanged glances with Julia. It was the Friday before a three day weekend. Most teachers would have given up by now, but Mrs. Roberts was a different story, "As I was saying, I am pleased to announce. John! Wake up there! Face up front! I am pleased to announce that the Elementary school is putting on their interpretation of Hansel and Gretel, and I EXPECT you all to be there. The support of the upper schoolers means a lot to them. John!"
"Huh? What?" The aforementioned boy looked drowsily up.
"PLEASE try to pay attention. Some people in the class want to learn, and I can't let you ruin that for them."
The class glanced around, not failing to notice that everyone else looked just as tired as John.
"Now, please turn to page three hundred eighty-two of your "Literature Is Life" handbook."
BUZZZZZ!
A group cheer arose from the class, and Elizabeth found herself caught in the flood of people heading toward the cafeteria. Barely pausing by her locker to grab her lunch, Elizabeth made her way out into the open-air commons, as did everyone else. It was way too hot today to eat inside.
"Hey! Beth!" Julia ran to catch up with her, "What did you think of today's lesson?"
"The lesson wasn't so bad. It was the homework I didn't like."
"Explain what a cash crop is, and how it affects life in New England and the Midwest," Amy laughed, "Puh-lease!"
" 'Cash Crop: A crop made of cash. Also see wicked wheat, dough for dough, and blueberry billions.' "
"Bethie!" Julia snorted, "But then again, I can't blame you. I have half a mind to skip this assignment. We know what a cash crop is. Try to name just ONE person here who hasn't worked on a blueberry farm."
"Oh! Oh! Pick me, Professor Julia, pick me!" Amy waved her hands around in mock excitement.
"Amy?"
"I'll take blond hotties for one hundred, please. Hmm. Can I use a lifeline?"
"Let's see. You've got phone a friend and poll the audience."
"I'd like to page my homie!"
Elizabeth, who had been phasing out half of the conversation, used to her friend's sudden moments of spontaneity, choked on her sandwhich, "Amy!"
They continued as of nothing had happened, "All right, A TNT Dynamite, put Amy's Homie on the phone."
They both paused for a moment, and Elizabeth, who had been wondering when she was going to come in, recognized her part in this, and took on the role of 'The Homie,' "Ring Ring. Hello?"
"Hi. Is this Amy's Homie?"
"Yes, it is."
" This is Julia from Blond Hotties. I'm just going to conveniently assume that since you picked up the phone on the first ring you've been listening to the question. So. Is it A: Green Green; B: Green Green; C: Green Green; or D: Green Green?"
"Ahh, jeese. umm. I'd like to buy a vowel?"
"Sorry. You can't buy a vowel."
"Uhh, then I'd like to go with D: Green Green."
"Final answer?"
"Final answer." Elizabeth said, feigning seriousness.
"Ohh, I'm sorry. It was A: Green Green."
They paused for a moment, "Do you really think Mr. Green is hot?"
Julia shook her head. They both turned to look at Amy, who was blushing, "Well, he reminds me of Legolas from Peter Jackson's version of Lord Of The Rings."
Elizabeth visibly paled.
"Hey. Liz, you alright?" Julia asked, concerned.
"Oh. what? No. I'm fine. So. how does Le- Green remind you of Legolas?"
Amy gave her a weird look, "You really should watch that movie sometime."
"You really should read the book sometime." Julia said under her breath.
"Yeah, well, anyway, he looks a bit like Orlando Bloom in his blond Legolas wig. Some differences, but anyone who looks like Orlando Bloom is hot to me!"
"Orlando Bloom. that's the guy who played Will Turner in Pirates Of The Caribbean, right?"
"Aye, that be Bloom, Savvy?"
"Please, Amy. I'm serious."
"Okay." Amy was going to ask why, but she knew Elizabeth well enough to humor her, "Well, he's blond. He's really good with knives, has good vision, and can shoot a bow and arrow?"
Julia sighed, "Honestly. You've seen those movies. what? Thirty times? And that's all you can say."
"What? It's not my fault Orlie's so hot he's destracting. OH! And he's the Prince Of Mirkwood." Amy looked very pleased with herself for remembering this fact.
"And you know what's really weird?" Julie asked, suddenly, as if remembering something.
"What?" Elizabeth said, although she thought she already knew.
"Green. Legolas Greenleaf. Legolas means Green Leaf. In Sindarin, I mean."
"I never knew that!" Amy exclaimed. Julia muttered something under her breath that sounded oddly like, "Fan girls."
I know that there's not much action, or anything in this chapter. Just talk. I have a LOT of explaining to do, and I'm doing my best to get there. This story was sort of last-minute, out of guilt for my updation- less-ness. It's very random, and sort of random. The next chapter should be better.
Ayva Trance: I'm glad your enjoying it. This chapter was a bit longer, but, again, most of it is me rambling, so you can be the judge. I'll try to get some explaining as soon as I can. I have the plot worked out; a point a and a point c, but I can't find point b.
ElfLuvR2931: Ah, yes, the dreaded Nancer. I considered using Glorfindel for this fic instead of Legolas, but he's not well enough known. It's not a romance, anyway, so it shouldn't be as bad as it COULD be. Amy is sort of a dedication to all of the Legolas fangirls out there, and Julia is based off of those that just don't seem to get it, something which I have no trouble understanding. Well, I hope that you enjoyed this part, and the next one should show up soon.
Aurdomiel, Ravenstar: "Jeremiah Was A Bullfrog." I'm glad you like that part. I'm obsessed with Oldies, so I couldn't resist. Believe me, you're not the only one who's confused. I'm still trying to figure out just what happened with the computer myself. that's why I put it off into the next chapter. I know I had it planned once, but I just can't seem to remember what I was thinking, which happens a lot. Blame my Muse. Darn you Pickle!!!
GreenleafsLover: Here's the update. I'm glad that you think it's unique. I tried to make it as original as possible, but there's so many LOTR fics out there that it's hard to tell what's been done and what hasn't.
YES! 1320 words! Score!
Namarie!
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Chapter Five:
"And I am pleased to announce. Class! Class!" Mrs. Roberts rapped her ruler on the chalkboard, trying to get her English classes attention. Elizabeth jerked her head up, and exchanged glances with Julia. It was the Friday before a three day weekend. Most teachers would have given up by now, but Mrs. Roberts was a different story, "As I was saying, I am pleased to announce. John! Wake up there! Face up front! I am pleased to announce that the Elementary school is putting on their interpretation of Hansel and Gretel, and I EXPECT you all to be there. The support of the upper schoolers means a lot to them. John!"
"Huh? What?" The aforementioned boy looked drowsily up.
"PLEASE try to pay attention. Some people in the class want to learn, and I can't let you ruin that for them."
The class glanced around, not failing to notice that everyone else looked just as tired as John.
"Now, please turn to page three hundred eighty-two of your "Literature Is Life" handbook."
BUZZZZZ!
A group cheer arose from the class, and Elizabeth found herself caught in the flood of people heading toward the cafeteria. Barely pausing by her locker to grab her lunch, Elizabeth made her way out into the open-air commons, as did everyone else. It was way too hot today to eat inside.
"Hey! Beth!" Julia ran to catch up with her, "What did you think of today's lesson?"
"The lesson wasn't so bad. It was the homework I didn't like."
"Explain what a cash crop is, and how it affects life in New England and the Midwest," Amy laughed, "Puh-lease!"
" 'Cash Crop: A crop made of cash. Also see wicked wheat, dough for dough, and blueberry billions.' "
"Bethie!" Julia snorted, "But then again, I can't blame you. I have half a mind to skip this assignment. We know what a cash crop is. Try to name just ONE person here who hasn't worked on a blueberry farm."
"Oh! Oh! Pick me, Professor Julia, pick me!" Amy waved her hands around in mock excitement.
"Amy?"
"I'll take blond hotties for one hundred, please. Hmm. Can I use a lifeline?"
"Let's see. You've got phone a friend and poll the audience."
"I'd like to page my homie!"
Elizabeth, who had been phasing out half of the conversation, used to her friend's sudden moments of spontaneity, choked on her sandwhich, "Amy!"
They continued as of nothing had happened, "All right, A TNT Dynamite, put Amy's Homie on the phone."
They both paused for a moment, and Elizabeth, who had been wondering when she was going to come in, recognized her part in this, and took on the role of 'The Homie,' "Ring Ring. Hello?"
"Hi. Is this Amy's Homie?"
"Yes, it is."
" This is Julia from Blond Hotties. I'm just going to conveniently assume that since you picked up the phone on the first ring you've been listening to the question. So. Is it A: Green Green; B: Green Green; C: Green Green; or D: Green Green?"
"Ahh, jeese. umm. I'd like to buy a vowel?"
"Sorry. You can't buy a vowel."
"Uhh, then I'd like to go with D: Green Green."
"Final answer?"
"Final answer." Elizabeth said, feigning seriousness.
"Ohh, I'm sorry. It was A: Green Green."
They paused for a moment, "Do you really think Mr. Green is hot?"
Julia shook her head. They both turned to look at Amy, who was blushing, "Well, he reminds me of Legolas from Peter Jackson's version of Lord Of The Rings."
Elizabeth visibly paled.
"Hey. Liz, you alright?" Julia asked, concerned.
"Oh. what? No. I'm fine. So. how does Le- Green remind you of Legolas?"
Amy gave her a weird look, "You really should watch that movie sometime."
"You really should read the book sometime." Julia said under her breath.
"Yeah, well, anyway, he looks a bit like Orlando Bloom in his blond Legolas wig. Some differences, but anyone who looks like Orlando Bloom is hot to me!"
"Orlando Bloom. that's the guy who played Will Turner in Pirates Of The Caribbean, right?"
"Aye, that be Bloom, Savvy?"
"Please, Amy. I'm serious."
"Okay." Amy was going to ask why, but she knew Elizabeth well enough to humor her, "Well, he's blond. He's really good with knives, has good vision, and can shoot a bow and arrow?"
Julia sighed, "Honestly. You've seen those movies. what? Thirty times? And that's all you can say."
"What? It's not my fault Orlie's so hot he's destracting. OH! And he's the Prince Of Mirkwood." Amy looked very pleased with herself for remembering this fact.
"And you know what's really weird?" Julie asked, suddenly, as if remembering something.
"What?" Elizabeth said, although she thought she already knew.
"Green. Legolas Greenleaf. Legolas means Green Leaf. In Sindarin, I mean."
"I never knew that!" Amy exclaimed. Julia muttered something under her breath that sounded oddly like, "Fan girls."
I know that there's not much action, or anything in this chapter. Just talk. I have a LOT of explaining to do, and I'm doing my best to get there. This story was sort of last-minute, out of guilt for my updation- less-ness. It's very random, and sort of random. The next chapter should be better.
Ayva Trance: I'm glad your enjoying it. This chapter was a bit longer, but, again, most of it is me rambling, so you can be the judge. I'll try to get some explaining as soon as I can. I have the plot worked out; a point a and a point c, but I can't find point b.
ElfLuvR2931: Ah, yes, the dreaded Nancer. I considered using Glorfindel for this fic instead of Legolas, but he's not well enough known. It's not a romance, anyway, so it shouldn't be as bad as it COULD be. Amy is sort of a dedication to all of the Legolas fangirls out there, and Julia is based off of those that just don't seem to get it, something which I have no trouble understanding. Well, I hope that you enjoyed this part, and the next one should show up soon.
Aurdomiel, Ravenstar: "Jeremiah Was A Bullfrog." I'm glad you like that part. I'm obsessed with Oldies, so I couldn't resist. Believe me, you're not the only one who's confused. I'm still trying to figure out just what happened with the computer myself. that's why I put it off into the next chapter. I know I had it planned once, but I just can't seem to remember what I was thinking, which happens a lot. Blame my Muse. Darn you Pickle!!!
GreenleafsLover: Here's the update. I'm glad that you think it's unique. I tried to make it as original as possible, but there's so many LOTR fics out there that it's hard to tell what's been done and what hasn't.
YES! 1320 words! Score!
Namarie!
Edge