Disclaimer: Legolas and the Lord of the Rings world belong to J.R.R. Tolkein. Robin, Josie, Vera, and the other original stuff belongs to me. The wacky shirts are from a magazine called What On Earth.
A/N: Rewrote this chapter. I'm now in college, so I know how the hours and stuff work now.
Early the next morning, Legolas was awakened by a crashing sound followed by swearing in the bathroom. Alarmed by these strange sounds, the elf hurried to the room and flung the door open without stopping to think about the consequences. What he saw made him blush. Robin, who was staring at him in shock, stood there stark naked, holding the pieces of a broken hand mirror in her hands as the rest of it lay on the ground next to the counter. He looked over her figure and noticed that there were numerous scars scattered all over her body. Legolas came to his senses when a bottle of shampoo hit the wall near his head.
"Y... You!" stuttered Robin in both anger and embarrassment, glaring at him, "Get out of here now!" While she screamed at him, objects were thrown at him from the floor and counter.
"I... I..." started Legolas, backing away, but he was silenced when a towel caught him in the face, followed by the wastebasket. He felt something sharp cut into the skin on his arms.
"No!" he heard Robin exclaim, "Stop it!" Her yell was followed by a few crashes on the wall near him.
Legolas ripped off the towel in time to see several objects clatter to the ground and Robin kneeling on the ground and clutching her head as if she were in pain. "Are... Are you alright?"
"Leave me alone!" snapped Robin, flinging her arm out and the door slammed in the elf's face. Damn... she thought, closing her eyes as she heard Legolas walk away, I can't believe I lost control again. She sighed and cleaned up the mirror before going back to her room with a towel wrapped around her body.
Legolas cleaned himself up and sat on his bed, wearing a sleeveless shirt in order to look at the cuts that were on his arms. He heard a knock on his door and got up to answer it. Robin was standing there in some capris and shirt with three-quarter sleeves, her face had a worried expression. The elf noticed that the scars that would've been visible on her arms and legs were now gone. Her long hair was pulled back in a braid and she had a white box with a red cross on it in her hands.
"Hey..." She murmured, not looking at him, "I'm... I'm really sorry about that... I didn't mean for my anger to get out of control."
"I don't see why you had to throw those pieces of glass at me," said Legolas, sitting back down on his bed.
"Legolas, I didn't throw them..." stated Robin, finally glancing at him, but looking away as she tried to find words, "I mean... They got thrown... But I didn't throw them... Physically..." She bit her lower lip, feeling that this was getting her no where. "Here... Let me get those." She set the box on the bed and sat down next to him.
"What is that?" asked Legolas, gazing at the box.
"It's called a first aid kit," chuckled Robin, pulling out some packets and bandages, "Now, hold out one of your arms."
Legolas did so and Robin tore open one of the packets, pulling out a sodden cloth. When she rubbed it on the cuts he felt a stinging sensation and flinched away. Without a word, the girl pulled his arm back and cleaned up the blood before spreading a clear salve on the cuts. She wrapped the white bandages around the areas where the wounds were and taped them. Robin repeated the actions with his other arm and finally packed all the supplies away in the box. After she had shut it, the girl turned back to find the elf's face fairly close to her own as if he were studying her, which made the blood rush to her cheeks.
"Is that what got rid of the scars on your arms and legs?" he asked, very curious about where they had gone.
"Um... What scars?" inquired Robin in reply with a nervous smile, trying to play dumb.
"The ones that were here," answered Legolas, gently taking her arm and tracing a few places where he had seen the scars, "And on your legs."
Robin pulled her arm from his grip and stood up. "Now that's really none of your business, is it?" Her voice was cold, but her words were hurried. "And neither are the other scars or the mystery of how those objects were thrown." She turned and walked out of the room with the box in one hand, leaving a confused Legolas behind. "Jeez... He's like a little child."
"I wasn't really going to ask about those," remarked Legolas from behind her, but his sudden appearance in the few short seconds made her shriek and leap away.
"What the hell are you trying to do!" she panted, feeling her heart pound in her chest, "Trying to give me a heart attack?"
"What's a heart attack?" asked Legolas, blinking at her, "A bunch of hearts attacking someone?"
"Forget it," muttered Robin, stalking towards the stairs, "Let's just go have some breakfast. I'll call the girls over and we can start your tutoring session. If you're going to come to school with me, you'll have to learn more about this place and the subjects."
Legolas shrugged and walked back to his room to change into a short sleeved shirt before heading downstairs. Robin pulled four waffles out of the freezer and placed each of them in a slot of the toaster, setting it on level three. She took out dishes, napkins, and utensils, setting up two places at the table. When the waffles popped up, the girl took them out with tongs and put two on each plate. To finish things off, she poured some milk in the glasses and put butter and syrup on the table. Legolas was watching in awe as she did all this, having never seen such things done with food.
Robin sat down and glanced at Legolas. "Don't just stand there. Sit down and eat." She gestured to the plate of waffles across from her.
The elf sat down and stared at the food, poking it with a fork in curiosity.
"Go ahead, eat it," said Robin, cutting her waffles up, "They're just waffles. It's not like they're going to bite you."
"Waffles?" repeated Legolas slowly, "I've never heard of them before."
"They're good," chuckled the girl, pouring syrup on her own, "Especially with syrup." She stabbed a few pieces with her fork and ate them.
Legolas mimicked her actions and ate a few pieces. "Hmm... Not bad."
"What do you normally eat?" asked Robin, shoving a few more bits of waffles in her mouth.
"Vegetables, fruits, lembas bread," answered Legolas, drinking the milk, "I've noticed that you have a lot of the same things we do."
"What do you mean when you say 'we?'" inquired Robin, raising an eyebrow.
"Um... The people I lived with," replied Legolas in a faintly nervous tone.
"Never heard of lembas bread," remarked Robin, shrugging, "Do you eat meat of any sort?"
"Yes, we do," answered the elf, eating more of the waffles, "Whatever we manage to catch while hunting."
"You have to hunt for your food?" said Robin, sipping her milk, "Man, not many people do that around here anymore."
After breakfast, Robin cleared the table and set it up for the tutor session. She called up Vera and Josie, walking out of the room in order to keep the plans a little more private. Half an hour passed before the first knock on the door came and the black haired girl answered it. Robin returned with Josie and a strange girl following behind her. The unknown girl had brown hair that reached to the top of her shoulders, but her blond bangs hung down past them. Her leafy green eyes were surveying Legolas with interest and she smiled, holding out her hand as Josie went to search through the fridge. She wore army green pants and a white shirt with 'Slave to Sushi' written on it in black with black chopsticks underneath it.
"Hello there," greeted the stranger, in a cheerful voice, "I'm Vera Anderson. You must be Robin's new friend, Legolas."
"Uh... Yes," said the elf, shaking her hand.
"Very nice to meet you," said Vera brightly, walking to the table and setting some books down, "I've been wondering who you were ever since Robin first mentioned you during choir practice."
"Hey, Robs," came Josie's voice from the fridge, "Where's your soda?"
"I'm out," replied Robin, her eye twitching, "Please don't call me that."
"You're out of soda?" gasped Josie, pulling her head out to give her friend a tragic look, "How ever will I get my caffeine fix now?"
"Drink one of the damn frappuccinos," grumbled the girl in reply, grabbing one from the side shelf in the fridge, "I have plenty."
"Oi, calm down," laughed the redhead, grabbing one and sitting down at the table, "I was joking."
"Sorry, I haven't had a good morning," sighed Robin, sitting in a chair.
"Now then," said Vera in a businesslike tone, "What shall we tutor Legolas in? What classes will he be placed in for now?"
"Hmm... At least one of us has to be in the same class with him," answered Robin, tapping her chin, "Just to make some cover ups if necessary."
"Well he only has to fill about 12 hours in order to be counted as a full time student," said Vera, tapping her pencil on the paper, "It'd be best to put him in the basic classes we have."
"The only classes I have that would let him in are Drama, Botany, Creative Writing, and Painting if he can pass the test out of Drawing," said Robin, checking her schedule.
"Most of my classes have prerequisites," sighed Josie, opening her frappuccino and drinking it, "The only two classes he could get into are my history and statistics courses."
"We can put him in Botany, Statistics, and Writing for Mondays, Sendars, and Fridays," stated Vera, writing it down, "Plus Tuesday for the Botany lab. Then he can be in Drama and History for Tuesday and Thursday. I'll also put him in my Computer Skills class that takes place Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday."
"But some of those classes are pretty far along," said Robin, scratching her head, "How's he going to survive in them?"
"We'll just have to tutor him in the subjects, too," answered the brunette, looking through the schedules and writing things down in the notebook, "Let's get started."
Vera started filling out the forms for Legolas and put down the classes that they could tutor him in. The three girls spent the rest of the morning teaching Legolas about the subjects and they were surprised to find that he was a quick learner with some of the class topics. After they ate lunch, the girls continued their tutoring until the doorbell interrupted them. Robin stood up and walked over to answer the door. The moment she opened it, someone ran through and picked her up in a hug, twirling around a bit.
"Robin! I did it!" exclaimed the person in a masculine voice.
The girl gasped and grinned. "You got the job!" The person nodded, setting her down. "Hunter, that's great!" She hugged him.
Robin walked back to the others followed by a tall, lean, but muscular boy. His jet black hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail that fell to the middle of his shoulder blades. He was faintly tanned and his pale, gray-green eyes were glittering with delight. Hunter wore loose khaki pants and a black shirt with 'I am the Master of the Universe. In my own mind.' written on it in yellow. When Legolas stood up to be introduced, the elf noticed they were about the same height; Give or take half an inch. The moment they made eye contact, both males seemed to take on a faint look of dislike. The three girls noticed and were reminded of two male lions sizing each other up.
Robin decided to break the stare down. "Um... Legolas. This is Hunter Grimshaw." She gestured to the elf. "Hunter. This is Legolas Greenleaf."
"Nice to meet you," said Hunter, smiling in a friendly manner, but his eyes still had the look of faint dislike. He held out his hand.
"Like wise," said Legolas stiffly, shaking the boy's hand, but both of them started to squeeze each other's hands.
"Um... You can try crushing one another's hands later," stated Josie, as Vera and Robin pulled the two boys away from each other, "Right now, Legolas needs to read about the classes he's going to take."
"Well, I just stopped by to tell you that," sighed Hunter, turning to Robin, "I have to get to the actors workshop. You coming today?"
"Nah, I'll drop by tomorrow," answered Robin, chuckling, "Have fun and congrats again."
"Thanks, love," said the boy, sliding an arm around her waist to hug her and gave her a kiss on the lips, "I'll come by around eight to pick you up tonight."
"Ok, I'll make sure to be ready by then," said Robin, kissing him back and smiling.
Hunter gave her one last hug and left the house, while Robin turned to see a disgruntled expression on Legolas' face. She rolled her eyes, ignoring the look, and went back to helping him with the lessons. Josie and Vera glanced at each other, knowing that a triangle would soon be formed and shook their heads. The group worked until it was eight, only stopping to eat dinner, and the session came to a stand still when Robin disappeared to her room. She came back wearing nicer clothing and grabbed her bag from a chair. Her two friends were still helping the elf with a subject.
"I'll see you later," said Robin, smiling, "Have fun with your studying."
"Where are you going?" asked Josie, gazing at her.
"Movies," answered the girl, fixing her hair in a mirror.
"What is it with males and movies," muttered Vera, shaking her head, "Robs, watch out for his quick advances," sighed the redhead, "You know he's notorious for it."
"Jo, I'm a big girl," snorted Robin, glancing at her friend, "I can take care of myself. Bye!" She walked out the door, shutting it behind her.
"I hope she can," grumbled Josie, sitting down, "If Hunter feels threatened by another male, who knows what he might do."
Legolas stared at her questioningly, but the girls distracted him with the other books. He decided he'd have to ask Josie about it later.
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XD, I've always wanted to do one of those "Guy walks in on girl naked" scenes or the reverse.
Yes, Robin is a very weird and confused person... Poor Legolas. -.-() Isn't his naiveté adorable, though? XD I only described the breakfast because I shamelessly wanted to fill space... And Legolas had to see it. I highly doubt Middle Earth had toasters. If you haven't already guessed, Legolas still has all his skills that he got from being an elf, but he doesn't look like one, so he's quick. .
SNEAK PEEK:
- Legolas gets his questions answered by Josie.
- Robin returns from her date, but why is she so angry?
- Lo! Terrifying is the fury of a female offended... Er... Actually, frustrating is Robin's willingness to forget and forgive.