Chapter 7
"Well there are many wonderful things about being an elf Miss Emily." Legolas said sitting down next to me.
"But look at my ears! They're all pointy and stuff... I'm never going to get a date to Prom like this.. And I can totally forget about wearing my hair up." I cried and he put his arm around me trying to comfort me. Well at least I think he was. Either that or he was hitting on me. Pervy pointy ear woodland boy. Just like guys too, try to get in a girls pants when they're down..
"Please don't cry Miss Emily." he said looking at me. Wow! He looked like he had feeling in his face. Well that's a first for this dude.
"I'm just so confused... How can I be something that's not real!" I said putting my face in my hands.
"I still do not understand why you will not believe what you are. It doesn't make sense to me. Why do you not accept me and what you have become?" Legolas said looking at me with a questioning face. Gosh what was with this guy. ELVES ARE NOT REAL!
"Um because elves are made up fairy tale people, who help out Santa Clause and build toys. Either that or make cookies and crackers. I've never heard of a slim, tall, beautiful elf." I said only after realizing what I had just said. I called him beautiful. DANG IT.
"This is the second time you've mentioned Santa. Who is he?"
"Well, where I come from there's this made up story for little kids that you tell. It's about this jolly old fat dude named Santa who brings presents to good little boys and girls on Christmas Eve. And the elves build the toys for him and help him out. Where I come from that's what elves are. Not what you claim to be. So how can I believe you?" I said shaking my head. Dude what is up with this guy. He's started to sound like a real stoner. That or he's just looney. Maybe both. Legolas just shook his head.
"Miss Emily is there anything I could do to prove to you that I'm an Elf? And that you're of elvish kind now too?" Legolas said standing up. "Wait I have an idea." he said as he started to climb a tree. What was with this dude? He climbed up on to a branch that was about an half inch thick. Great woodland boy is gonna break his neck..
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. That's pretty thin, and you're skinny but come on..." I said as he stood up on the branch. "How in the hell...branch not breaking..." I said completely confused.
"See Miss Emily? If I were human I would be far to heavy. Would you like to try?" Legolas said reaching down his hand. Before I could think of what I was doing I reached out my hand and he pulled me up.
"No freaking way!" I said as we were both standing on the branch. "Okay maybe I believe you now..." I said as the branch started to bend.
"Miss Emily be carful..." Legolas started to say as I fell off the branch.
"Damn that hurt..." I said rubbing my back. That's really going to leave a mark.
"Miss Emily!" Legolas said jumping down and helping me up. "Are you okay?" he said. Wow he sounded worried. Odd... from cold heartless biatch to nice guy.
"Yeah I'm fine..." I said as he smiled. Breathe Emily. Don't fall for this guy. Oh wait, I already did. Dang...
"You want to see something?" Legolas said as I nodded. Why not? He already proved the whole elf thing which really hadn't sunk in yet. Legolas smiled and proceeded to climb to the top of the tree by jumping on tiny little branches. Dude he's like a monkey... but hot. STOP EMILY! Me no can thinky he's hottie.. Legolas climbed back down and stood beside me.
"So what's something else cool about being an elf. Besides the whole light thing." I said looking at him.
"Well, we're immortal." Legolas said sitting down on a log.
"Like you can never die?" I said in awe. Never die.. That might be kinda cool. Hmm this elf thing is starting to look like a good thing.
"Well the only way we can die is in battle or from sorrow." Legolas answered.
"Sorrow? I didn't know someone could die from being sad." I said looking at him. His face showed a little more emotion as I said this.
"When an elf loses someone they deeply and truly love... "Legolas started, but was interrupted by a falling acorn landing on his head making me laugh.
"But why was I made into an elf?" I asked as Legolas took off his bow and quiver.
"Well there are many wonderful things about being an elf Miss Emily." Legolas said sitting down next to me.
"But look at my ears! They're all pointy and stuff... I'm never going to get a date to Prom like this.. And I can totally forget about wearing my hair up." I cried and he put his arm around me trying to comfort me. Well at least I think he was. Either that or he was hitting on me. Pervy pointy ear woodland boy. Just like guys too, try to get in a girls pants when they're down..
"Please don't cry Miss Emily." he said looking at me. Wow! He looked like he had feeling in his face. Well that's a first for this dude.
"I'm just so confused... How can I be something that's not real!" I said putting my face in my hands.
"I still do not understand why you will not believe what you are. It doesn't make sense to me. Why do you not accept me and what you have become?" Legolas said looking at me with a questioning face. Gosh what was with this guy. ELVES ARE NOT REAL!
"Um because elves are made up fairy tale people, who help out Santa Clause and build toys. Either that or make cookies and crackers. I've never heard of a slim, tall, beautiful elf." I said only after realizing what I had just said. I called him beautiful. DANG IT.
"This is the second time you've mentioned Santa. Who is he?"
"Well, where I come from there's this made up story for little kids that you tell. It's about this jolly old fat dude named Santa who brings presents to good little boys and girls on Christmas Eve. And the elves build the toys for him and help him out. Where I come from that's what elves are. Not what you claim to be. So how can I believe you?" I said shaking my head. Dude what is up with this guy. He's started to sound like a real stoner. That or he's just looney. Maybe both. Legolas just shook his head.
"Miss Emily is there anything I could do to prove to you that I'm an Elf? And that you're of elvish kind now too?" Legolas said standing up. "Wait I have an idea." he said as he started to climb a tree. What was with this dude? He climbed up on to a branch that was about an half inch thick. Great woodland boy is gonna break his neck..
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. That's pretty thin, and you're skinny but come on..." I said as he stood up on the branch. "How in the hell...branch not breaking..." I said completely confused.
"See Miss Emily? If I were human I would be far to heavy. Would you like to try?" Legolas said reaching down his hand. Before I could think of what I was doing I reached out my hand and he pulled me up.
"No freaking way!" I said as we were both standing on the branch. "Okay maybe I believe you now..." I said as the branch started to bend.
"Miss Emily be carful..." Legolas started to say as I fell off the branch.
"Damn that hurt..." I said rubbing my back. That's really going to leave a mark.
"Miss Emily!" Legolas said jumping down and helping me up. "Are you okay?" he said. Wow he sounded worried. Odd... from cold heartless biatch to nice guy.
"Yeah I'm fine..." I said as he smiled. Breathe Emily. Don't fall for this guy. Oh wait, I already did. Dang...
"You want to see something?" Legolas said as I nodded. Why not? He already proved the whole elf thing which really hadn't sunk in yet. Legolas smiled and proceeded to climb to the top of the tree by jumping on tiny little branches. Dude he's like a monkey... but hot. STOP EMILY! Me no can thinky he's hottie.. Legolas climbed back down and stood beside me.
"So what's something else cool about being an elf. Besides the whole light thing." I said looking at him.
"Well, we're immortal." Legolas said sitting down on a log.
"Like you can never die?" I said in awe. Never die.. That might be kinda cool. Hmm this elf thing is starting to look like a good thing.
"Well the only way we can die is in battle or from sorrow." Legolas answered.
"Sorrow? I didn't know someone could die from being sad." I said looking at him. His face showed a little more emotion as I said this.
"When an elf loses someone they deeply and truly love... "Legolas started, but was interrupted by a falling acorn landing on his head making me laugh.
"But why was I made into an elf?" I asked as Legolas took off his bow and quiver.