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Hex of the Unseelie- Thank you so much! Sorry this took so long!
Kevin Luver- just interesting?
Ever-EvilLyn- I don't know, I just don't like it. Inserting my self in a story seems wrong, some how. Thank you for reviewing!
A/N- Sorry the update took so long, just not interested in this story. Sorry for those who are. I'm going to try to update all my stories this weekend, so look to all the others too! I'll try to do that every weekend, but no promise. Well, enjoy!
~*Chapter 3- Meeting Him*~
~*Legolas POV*~
I was going to be her escort, but not her date. I had another person in mind for that. My best friend, Aldayando. He was my best friend, but had no luck with the females. Unlike myself, who had all the woman I could ask for, but wanted none of them. It's not that Aldayando was a bad person, nor was he ugly. He just got very nervous. But this could work, I would make it work. She seemed perfect for him. It had to work.
~*My (Sam) POV*~
The seamstress got my measurements, and asked me if I had a preferred color. "Yes, blue, green, or purple. I don't care which."
"Yes, Lady Sam."
"Again with the lady thing! Please, just Sam."
She bowed her head slightly before leaving. I lay down on the bed, very confused and tired. Wow, was that bed soft! I didn't think anyone would mind if I took a little nap.....
The seamstress woke me up later, around six, and showed me the dress she had prepared for me. It was beautiful, a forest green velvet, a low V- neck, and drooping sleeves.
"Why did you pick green?" I asked the seamstress.
"Because, it matches your eyes."
"But, my eyes are blue."
"No, they are green, see for yourself. Look in the mirror."
I did. I knew I had blue eyes! I knew I did! But, maybe, no, I didn't do that this morning. But I had. My eyes were green. But not a natural green. One I had bought in an optometrist's office. My contacts, colored green. That caused another problem. I wore contacts. How was that going to work? I needed to take them out at night, and didn't have my glasses. Elves didn't wear glasses, did they? I doubted that. Flawless in appearance. No glasses or any vision impairment. I'd just have to live with putting them in a glass of water at the end of the day and not being able to see after I did that.
"You see, they are green."
I sighed. "Yes, they are. But they're not always like this."
"You can change the color of your eyes?" the seamstress asked in amazement.
"It's a long story, and I'd rather not discuss it."
"All right. Oh yes, I almost forgot, I prepared you some slippers, seeing as you had no footwear when you arrived. They are here," she opened a small box I hadn't noticed earlier. Inside was a pair of Elvin slippers, the same color as my dress. "Would you like to try them on now?"
"Yes, please."
The seamstress placed them on the floor and I stepped into them. They felt like my slippers at home, soft and cushioning.
"Might as well try the dress on, too."
"All right. Can you please go out of the room, I'll say when I'm done."
"Yes, Sam."
As soon as she left, I slipped into the dress. Now, I don't usually wear dresses. I almost never wear a skirt even. I just don't like it. But this, this was perfect. Fit perfectly, and felt, I don't know how do describe it, different. "I'm done," I called to the seamstress.
She entered, and smiled at me. "You look wonderful."
"Thank you, but may I make a request?"
"What would that be?"
"Can I have some pants for causal wear?"
"Pants?"
"Um, what's the word? Leggings! Yes, may I have some leggings for casual wear?"
"But Sam! Leggings are only for men! It is unheard of for a woman to wear them!"
"I know, but I'm not a dress girl. I'll settle for a knee-length skirt, it you can get me that."
"But, that would show your legs! That is even worse than wearing leggings! You will have to settle for the leggings, no questions asked."
"I wouldn't dream of it."
"I can have them for you by tomorrow, I will be attending the ball tonight, and cannot make them then."
"That's ok. You should be free to enjoy yourself. Tomorrow will be fine. One thing, though, I need a glass of water and a small pitcher. Can I get that by tonight?"
"You can get that in five minutes. I'll be right back."
With that, she hurried out of the door. I sat down at the vanity chair, looking at my reflection. My hair was a mess from sleeping. I found a brush in the top drawer, and started brushing. I didn't know how to wear my hair. It's only about shoulder length, not usual elf-length. Pigtail braids were impossible with my hair unless it was wet. Half ponytail? That might work. I pulled my hair back. It didn't look right. I tried again, and again. Finally, I got it right. As soon as I did, the seamstress came back in with my pitcher and glass.
"Thanks so much! This is great."
"You are welcome. Sam, would you like me to do your hair? It is shorter than usual, but I think I could still do it."
"I'd love you too! I've always thought elves had the coolest hairstyles. Now I'll have my hair done like that, this is the greatest! I tried doing this once, on my friend, but I couldn't even do the French braids." I continued raveling on for a while, while the seamstress, (who's name I found out was Eretilda,) braided my hair.
"Done," she said finally. I looked into the mirror and, wow. It was so cool! I had the elf hairstyle! Wow, this was too cool. Ok, I needed to calm down a little, it wasn't that cool. Well, it was cool, I was just over acting. There was a light rapping on the door.
"That must be Prince Legolas. I will get it for you, so you can make an excellent appearance."
"Thank you, Eretilda."
She opened the door and Legolas came in. "You look lovely, Sam."
"Thank you, Legolas." I smiled. The hottest guy I had ever seen had just told me I looked lovely. Could this day get any better? I didn't think so. Well, that was until he walked into the room.
"Sam, this is your date for the evening. I am your escort, but this is your date. This is Aldayondo." My only thought was,
Wow.
***A/N- Please review! I need reviews! AGH! Help my confused little mind! Well, gotta run. Later Dayz!
-TFK
Hex of the Unseelie- Thank you so much! Sorry this took so long!
Kevin Luver- just interesting?
Ever-EvilLyn- I don't know, I just don't like it. Inserting my self in a story seems wrong, some how. Thank you for reviewing!
A/N- Sorry the update took so long, just not interested in this story. Sorry for those who are. I'm going to try to update all my stories this weekend, so look to all the others too! I'll try to do that every weekend, but no promise. Well, enjoy!
~*Chapter 3- Meeting Him*~
~*Legolas POV*~
I was going to be her escort, but not her date. I had another person in mind for that. My best friend, Aldayando. He was my best friend, but had no luck with the females. Unlike myself, who had all the woman I could ask for, but wanted none of them. It's not that Aldayando was a bad person, nor was he ugly. He just got very nervous. But this could work, I would make it work. She seemed perfect for him. It had to work.
~*My (Sam) POV*~
The seamstress got my measurements, and asked me if I had a preferred color. "Yes, blue, green, or purple. I don't care which."
"Yes, Lady Sam."
"Again with the lady thing! Please, just Sam."
She bowed her head slightly before leaving. I lay down on the bed, very confused and tired. Wow, was that bed soft! I didn't think anyone would mind if I took a little nap.....
The seamstress woke me up later, around six, and showed me the dress she had prepared for me. It was beautiful, a forest green velvet, a low V- neck, and drooping sleeves.
"Why did you pick green?" I asked the seamstress.
"Because, it matches your eyes."
"But, my eyes are blue."
"No, they are green, see for yourself. Look in the mirror."
I did. I knew I had blue eyes! I knew I did! But, maybe, no, I didn't do that this morning. But I had. My eyes were green. But not a natural green. One I had bought in an optometrist's office. My contacts, colored green. That caused another problem. I wore contacts. How was that going to work? I needed to take them out at night, and didn't have my glasses. Elves didn't wear glasses, did they? I doubted that. Flawless in appearance. No glasses or any vision impairment. I'd just have to live with putting them in a glass of water at the end of the day and not being able to see after I did that.
"You see, they are green."
I sighed. "Yes, they are. But they're not always like this."
"You can change the color of your eyes?" the seamstress asked in amazement.
"It's a long story, and I'd rather not discuss it."
"All right. Oh yes, I almost forgot, I prepared you some slippers, seeing as you had no footwear when you arrived. They are here," she opened a small box I hadn't noticed earlier. Inside was a pair of Elvin slippers, the same color as my dress. "Would you like to try them on now?"
"Yes, please."
The seamstress placed them on the floor and I stepped into them. They felt like my slippers at home, soft and cushioning.
"Might as well try the dress on, too."
"All right. Can you please go out of the room, I'll say when I'm done."
"Yes, Sam."
As soon as she left, I slipped into the dress. Now, I don't usually wear dresses. I almost never wear a skirt even. I just don't like it. But this, this was perfect. Fit perfectly, and felt, I don't know how do describe it, different. "I'm done," I called to the seamstress.
She entered, and smiled at me. "You look wonderful."
"Thank you, but may I make a request?"
"What would that be?"
"Can I have some pants for causal wear?"
"Pants?"
"Um, what's the word? Leggings! Yes, may I have some leggings for casual wear?"
"But Sam! Leggings are only for men! It is unheard of for a woman to wear them!"
"I know, but I'm not a dress girl. I'll settle for a knee-length skirt, it you can get me that."
"But, that would show your legs! That is even worse than wearing leggings! You will have to settle for the leggings, no questions asked."
"I wouldn't dream of it."
"I can have them for you by tomorrow, I will be attending the ball tonight, and cannot make them then."
"That's ok. You should be free to enjoy yourself. Tomorrow will be fine. One thing, though, I need a glass of water and a small pitcher. Can I get that by tonight?"
"You can get that in five minutes. I'll be right back."
With that, she hurried out of the door. I sat down at the vanity chair, looking at my reflection. My hair was a mess from sleeping. I found a brush in the top drawer, and started brushing. I didn't know how to wear my hair. It's only about shoulder length, not usual elf-length. Pigtail braids were impossible with my hair unless it was wet. Half ponytail? That might work. I pulled my hair back. It didn't look right. I tried again, and again. Finally, I got it right. As soon as I did, the seamstress came back in with my pitcher and glass.
"Thanks so much! This is great."
"You are welcome. Sam, would you like me to do your hair? It is shorter than usual, but I think I could still do it."
"I'd love you too! I've always thought elves had the coolest hairstyles. Now I'll have my hair done like that, this is the greatest! I tried doing this once, on my friend, but I couldn't even do the French braids." I continued raveling on for a while, while the seamstress, (who's name I found out was Eretilda,) braided my hair.
"Done," she said finally. I looked into the mirror and, wow. It was so cool! I had the elf hairstyle! Wow, this was too cool. Ok, I needed to calm down a little, it wasn't that cool. Well, it was cool, I was just over acting. There was a light rapping on the door.
"That must be Prince Legolas. I will get it for you, so you can make an excellent appearance."
"Thank you, Eretilda."
She opened the door and Legolas came in. "You look lovely, Sam."
"Thank you, Legolas." I smiled. The hottest guy I had ever seen had just told me I looked lovely. Could this day get any better? I didn't think so. Well, that was until he walked into the room.
"Sam, this is your date for the evening. I am your escort, but this is your date. This is Aldayondo." My only thought was,
Wow.
***A/N- Please review! I need reviews! AGH! Help my confused little mind! Well, gotta run. Later Dayz!
-TFK
