A/n: still not a Tolkien still own what you do not remember from the books and movies….milk and cookies and chocolate cake to you reviewers!
Chapter 3: The trip: part 1
Free shook her head. *That was odd…* she thought. Free looked out the window and the bus slowed down. They had arrived at Quessir National Park. The bus doors opened and Free stood up to get off the bus. Off the bus, students were trying to find their friends in the mix. Since Free never truly bonded with anyone she stood alone in the crowed of people. She looked around and noticed another group of busses pulling up. "Hmmm…" She mumbled, "I thought Mr. Smith said we were the only school coming today…" Free sighed, that is the reality of being a student, you were told one thing and another was done.
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Free sighed as the two classes were gathered together. She knew no one from the other school, unlike everyone else. They were standing in a courtyard and in the middle of it was a small stone table. It looked like something important happened here long ago. "I wonder what happened" Free walks around some while the student's mill about and talk about things she never could understand. Eventually the talking subsided as Mr. Smith and one of the other teachers, from the other school start to talk. They began to tell the group of students that the two schools would be in mixed groups, pertaining students from both school.
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Free went to find her group, this was to be a boring day. She was to be with people she had never seen before and lead by a park ranger who probably hated his job and wished he or she did not drop out of school. However, that turned out not to be the case. The man began to introduce himself as a Mr Luke Green. Free looked at Luke for a moment, seeming to know him. "Odd" she mumbled. "What's odd?" A friendly voice said. "Oh! It's just that Mr. Green or what ever his name is, seems so familiar, its kind of weird" Free looked over to the person who spoke up. "I'm Pipp" He coughed. "Peter! My friends call me Pete though," Peter said. The cough was deliberate; He almost said something Free was not supposed to know now. "I am Free" Free smiled "and no, My parents were not hippies, they just liked the name," She said before he could ask about the name. Free secretly thinks her parents were hippies back in the sixties. But you never know... sometimes parents -forget- to tell certain "unimportant" facts to their children. Peter and Free began to talk while the rest of the group slowly makes it way towards Mr Green. The group began to walk, Mr Green saying something every now and then.
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A/N: sorry bout how boring that is, just I couldn't think of anything to put…Sunday (the 18th) was my birthday! Only nine more months until I can get my learners
Chapter 3: The trip: part 1
Free shook her head. *That was odd…* she thought. Free looked out the window and the bus slowed down. They had arrived at Quessir National Park. The bus doors opened and Free stood up to get off the bus. Off the bus, students were trying to find their friends in the mix. Since Free never truly bonded with anyone she stood alone in the crowed of people. She looked around and noticed another group of busses pulling up. "Hmmm…" She mumbled, "I thought Mr. Smith said we were the only school coming today…" Free sighed, that is the reality of being a student, you were told one thing and another was done.
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Free sighed as the two classes were gathered together. She knew no one from the other school, unlike everyone else. They were standing in a courtyard and in the middle of it was a small stone table. It looked like something important happened here long ago. "I wonder what happened" Free walks around some while the student's mill about and talk about things she never could understand. Eventually the talking subsided as Mr. Smith and one of the other teachers, from the other school start to talk. They began to tell the group of students that the two schools would be in mixed groups, pertaining students from both school.
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Free went to find her group, this was to be a boring day. She was to be with people she had never seen before and lead by a park ranger who probably hated his job and wished he or she did not drop out of school. However, that turned out not to be the case. The man began to introduce himself as a Mr Luke Green. Free looked at Luke for a moment, seeming to know him. "Odd" she mumbled. "What's odd?" A friendly voice said. "Oh! It's just that Mr. Green or what ever his name is, seems so familiar, its kind of weird" Free looked over to the person who spoke up. "I'm Pipp" He coughed. "Peter! My friends call me Pete though," Peter said. The cough was deliberate; He almost said something Free was not supposed to know now. "I am Free" Free smiled "and no, My parents were not hippies, they just liked the name," She said before he could ask about the name. Free secretly thinks her parents were hippies back in the sixties. But you never know... sometimes parents -forget- to tell certain "unimportant" facts to their children. Peter and Free began to talk while the rest of the group slowly makes it way towards Mr Green. The group began to walk, Mr Green saying something every now and then.
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A/N: sorry bout how boring that is, just I couldn't think of anything to put…Sunday (the 18th) was my birthday! Only nine more months until I can get my learners