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To BSG: SHE WAS AND STILL IS THAT EVIL! Ok on with the story now kiddies, (
Ch. 3: The Geek
After the bell had rung and everyone was filing out of the classroom did Frodo slip the ring off his finger. He slinked outside with everyone else. They were still confused about the whole ordeal and were blubbering incoherently. Once they spotted Frodo, he was immediately surrounded by questions.
"Where did you go?"
"What did it feel like?"
"Are you going to do that everyday?"
After his classmates got bored with him they finally started to head down the stairs. Frodo sighed, he was glad to finally be alone. He was also glad that he had not given away information on the ring. He knew that his classmates would want to use it, and it would turn into a whole ordeal, and he didn't want that to happen.
He suddenly heard a cough behind him and he whipped around. There is the corner was little Samwise, doing what he always does, which was picking his nose of course. He had long blonde hair that went down to his shoulders. He didn't own a pair of jeans and wore sweatpants every day. He was as nasty as he was vile and no one liked him except for the other geeks. He always thought that he was the smartest one in the class, but he definitely wasn't. (AN: Remind you of anyone, HMS students? LOL, I'll give you a hint; his name sounds like a bird.)
Now one would think that you would pity this person, but Samwise was beyond pity. He was always being picked on but no one stood up for him, they knew they would be kicked out of the social circle for that. Samwise was just a geek, dork, and dope, whatever you wanted to call him.
Now when Frodo looked at Samwise picking his nose, he turned away in
disgust and almost retched at the sight. When he thought it was safe
to look again, he turned his head slightly to look at the horrible
beast. Samwise, suddenly remembered and took his finger out his nasal cavity and stood up tall.
"I saw you today," he said. "You know, when you used that ring and
all." Frodo's mouth turned into a little "o" of surprise as he heard
this. Samwise was known for his tattling all over the school.
"You're not going to tell Nilda are you?" asked Frodo, still in shock.
"No," said Samwise, "but on a couple of conditions. One, you don't
call me Samwise anymore; you call me Sam, like a normal person. Two,
I know that ring must be a powerful thing, because I am very smart, so
it must be destroyed. And lastly, I want to come with you."
"What!" exclaimed Frodo? "Why should I have to let you come, and
anyway why should I have it destroyed in the first place!"
"Because I will tattle on you if you don't," said Sam. "Then it will
not be a fun life for you, will it, huh Frodo?"
Frodo sighed; he couldn't believe he was being persuaded by this geek.
"Fine," he said, "but we don't know anything about this ring. How are
we supposed to destroy it if we don't know how?"
"We will have to go see Gandalf," said Sam. "He is the only one who
can help us."
"Gandalf!" shouted Frodo. "You mean the kid who plays Magic all lunch?
No way I'm talking to him!"
"Hey I play Magic too you know," said Sam. "Plus he is the only one
who can help us. It doesn't matter if he's popular or not. And I
know where to find him, so we might as well ask him."
"Fine, but I'm not agreeing to listen to what that dork has to say."
And so Frodo and Sam head down the stairs, looking for the dork who
was named Gandalf.
To BSG: SHE WAS AND STILL IS THAT EVIL! Ok on with the story now kiddies, (
Ch. 3: The Geek
After the bell had rung and everyone was filing out of the classroom did Frodo slip the ring off his finger. He slinked outside with everyone else. They were still confused about the whole ordeal and were blubbering incoherently. Once they spotted Frodo, he was immediately surrounded by questions.
"Where did you go?"
"What did it feel like?"
"Are you going to do that everyday?"
After his classmates got bored with him they finally started to head down the stairs. Frodo sighed, he was glad to finally be alone. He was also glad that he had not given away information on the ring. He knew that his classmates would want to use it, and it would turn into a whole ordeal, and he didn't want that to happen.
He suddenly heard a cough behind him and he whipped around. There is the corner was little Samwise, doing what he always does, which was picking his nose of course. He had long blonde hair that went down to his shoulders. He didn't own a pair of jeans and wore sweatpants every day. He was as nasty as he was vile and no one liked him except for the other geeks. He always thought that he was the smartest one in the class, but he definitely wasn't. (AN: Remind you of anyone, HMS students? LOL, I'll give you a hint; his name sounds like a bird.)
Now one would think that you would pity this person, but Samwise was beyond pity. He was always being picked on but no one stood up for him, they knew they would be kicked out of the social circle for that. Samwise was just a geek, dork, and dope, whatever you wanted to call him.
Now when Frodo looked at Samwise picking his nose, he turned away in
disgust and almost retched at the sight. When he thought it was safe
to look again, he turned his head slightly to look at the horrible
beast. Samwise, suddenly remembered and took his finger out his nasal cavity and stood up tall.
"I saw you today," he said. "You know, when you used that ring and
all." Frodo's mouth turned into a little "o" of surprise as he heard
this. Samwise was known for his tattling all over the school.
"You're not going to tell Nilda are you?" asked Frodo, still in shock.
"No," said Samwise, "but on a couple of conditions. One, you don't
call me Samwise anymore; you call me Sam, like a normal person. Two,
I know that ring must be a powerful thing, because I am very smart, so
it must be destroyed. And lastly, I want to come with you."
"What!" exclaimed Frodo? "Why should I have to let you come, and
anyway why should I have it destroyed in the first place!"
"Because I will tattle on you if you don't," said Sam. "Then it will
not be a fun life for you, will it, huh Frodo?"
Frodo sighed; he couldn't believe he was being persuaded by this geek.
"Fine," he said, "but we don't know anything about this ring. How are
we supposed to destroy it if we don't know how?"
"We will have to go see Gandalf," said Sam. "He is the only one who
can help us."
"Gandalf!" shouted Frodo. "You mean the kid who plays Magic all lunch?
No way I'm talking to him!"
"Hey I play Magic too you know," said Sam. "Plus he is the only one
who can help us. It doesn't matter if he's popular or not. And I
know where to find him, so we might as well ask him."
"Fine, but I'm not agreeing to listen to what that dork has to say."
And so Frodo and Sam head down the stairs, looking for the dork who
was named Gandalf.