Angel
Chapter 6: Diaries
Authoress' Notes: Reviews reviews!!! Such nice people, reviewers.^^ I know the names in the last chapter weren't very hobbitish, I'm not very good at making up hobbit names yet. Maybe I should just stick to naming elves and other such creatures… oh well. And yes my readers, I skip scenes that I don't think are important quite often to try and make better chapters (and chapter openings!) , if you haven't guessed already^^;;
Now, onward to the story!
"Sisters are evil."
"That was a comment out of the blue! Any special reason you say that?" Frodo asked looking over at Tersa as they walked down the road to Bagend.
"My sister was being a git and teasing me about you four last night. Said that I had a crush on one of you or something." Tersa rolled her eyes. "I told her you were just my friends and she didn't believe me."
"Well, it would explain why you've spied on us for all these years." Merry laughed. "Do you have a crush on any of us?"
"If I did, why would I tell you?" Tersa flicked her hair so it 'accidentally' hit Merry. "Besides, nearly all of you are related to me and to have a crush on someone that is related to me is just… disturbing."
"Well, Sam's not related to you and Frodo barely is, so I guess we'll just have to see which one you flirt with the most when you think Merry and I aren't watching!" Pippin grinned.
Tersa felt like smacking her head against the wall. "They're obsessed…" She muttered, shaking her head.
"What Tersa?"
"Even if I did like one of you crazy people, have you forgotten about the little age difference? I'm sixteen and you're not. Plus it would be worse for your reputations than being friends with me, if that's even possible. And WHY would any of you feel that way in return? It's insane to think that would happen." Tersa sighed bitterly. "Look, I have to go home anyway, my mother said she wanted me to help her with baking or some other task. I'll see you tomorrow." Tersa ran off, and with a brief wave over her shoulder, disappeared into the trees.
"She is absolutely impossible." Frodo said, crossing his arms.
"Frodo, is that book on the ground yours?" Sam asked, finally speaking up for the first time since the conversation with Tersa had begun.
"No, I didn't bring any books with me." Frodo picked up the small book lying on the ground. "I wonder who's it is. There's no name on it anywhere that I can see." He added as he thumbed through the book, checking the inside of the covers and tops of pages for a name. "Very odd…"
"Well, then let's read a bit of it and see if we can figure out who it belongs to." Pippin suggested.
"It could be someone's diary Pip. Diaries aren't exactly meant for anyone else to read." Sam said. "Especially if it's a girl's diary… Girl's diaries are some of the strangest things you can read, believe me."
The other three just stared at him.
"It was an accident! It's not my fault my sister left her diary open on the kitchen counter!"
"Sure it was Sam, sure it was." Merry smirked turning back to the book. "I've always been taught if you don't want the whole Shire to read something, don't write it down, so if it's a diary, how were we supposed to know that? We were just innocently trying to do a good deed by returning the book to its owner."
"This is always how he suckers you into being his accomplice in schemes isn't it Pip?" Frodo asked with a sigh. "It's working on me too…"
"'Fraid so." Pippin shrugged. "He's good at persuading people."
Frodo took a deep breath and sighed again. 'I know I'm going to regret this later…' He thought. "We'll read just a bit of it, but only a page or so. If we don't find anything then, we just take it to Bilbo. He probably will recognize it." He said aloud, sitting down on the ground and opening the book to the first page. The other three hobbits sat down around him as he began to read the page aloud…
"I shall not write my name or the date anywhere in this journal, so if found it will be harder for the gits around here to figure out who's it is.
I started writing this journal to try to cure my loneliness and so that I will have some record to laugh at in the future when I find it under some book in my closet years from now when I am moving to a place of my own and start reading it.
To all reading this diary, please don't misunderstand! I love my family, I truly do, it's just I wish I had some friends to talk to about books and music and things. My family is as nice as anyone could hope for, I have a mother, a father, and a sister that are all nice to me. Well, my parents always are, my insane sister is another story. She says her teasing is to keep my feet on the ground. I told her I can do that myself and the moment I start floating I'll tell her, but some how she doesn't believe me^_^."
"Another day, another set of complaints! You think they'd notice Diary, you really would. Can't they feel my gaze? I wish I could be down there with them instead of up here hiding. They'd probably hate me though, so it's best to stay out of sight. I'm alone, lost… And if anyone is reading this they're probably screaming mentally for me to shut up and stop wallowing in my misery, it's damnit pointless! To all thinking that… imagine life away from your little friends and see how you feel. This is my diary and I'll do what I please."
"Why did you stop?" Pippin asked. "You're leaving us hanging here!"
"Because that's the last line on this page and I know whose diary it is. It's Tersa's." Frodo looked down at the tear spots on the second entry and the smeared words inside of them and felt sick. "We shouldn't be reading this."
"Just one more page couldn't hurt! I seriously doubt she has a deep dark secret hidden on the second page of her diary." Pippin argued. "She shouldn't leave people hanging like that anyway."
"No Pip. I have a journal of my own, and I'd go insane if anyone tried to read it." Frodo shut the diary with a snap. "We'll take it back to Bagend and leave it there. Next time she's there we'll show the book to her and see if she recognizes it and claims it. We'll just say that we found it as we were walking and didn't know who's it was and brought it home so it wouldn't get messed up." Frodo got up, brushing some snowflakes off his pants and glancing up at the sky.
The sky was a cold black gray, with a few snowflakes drifting down to the ground. Soon however, the snow picked up and there soon was a light dusting on the ground where Frodo and the others stood.
"We should get to Bagend." Sam suggested. "I've never seen a sky like that turn into fair weather without a good storm first."
"Yeah. And I think we'd better make a run for it, the snow is getting deeper by the minute!" Merry added.
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"What was that?!" Aiana cried, her head snapping up out of her book. What she saw was more frightening than the crash she heard.
Tersa was just standing in the doorway to the sitting room, the books she was carrying scattered at her feet. All the color had drained from her face and her hands shook, frozen in midair with shock. "My diary." She breathed.
"Tersa?! Tersa what's wrong? Are you sick? Are you going to faint? Tersa answer me!" Aiana exclaimed Tersa's trembling starting to scare her. "Tersa what's wrong?!"
"My diary!" Tersa shrieked, suddenly turning and running out into the entryway where her shawl hung by the door. She quickly threw her it around her shoulders and had yanked the door open by the time Brigina had come running in from the kitchen.
"Tersa Duet Took have you lost your mind? You are not going out in this weather!" Brigina ran over and tried to wrench the door handle from Tersa's grasp with no avail. "Tersa let go! You're not going out! Can't you see the snow on the ground? You'll catch your death!"
"I don't care! I have to go up to Bagend! I left my diary in the field and they must have found it, we were just there today! If they read it I- I- I don't know what I'll do! I'm going up there mother whether you like it or not!" Tersa nearly shouted and shot out the door before Brigina could stop her.
Brigina cursed and ran after her daughter as far as the gate at the end of the walkway to the hobbithole's door. "Tersa Took you get back here this instant!" She yelled through the whirling snow as her daughter ran around the bend in the road. She called once more before cursing again and stomping back into the house to find a shocked Aiana in the doorway.
"Your sister has lost her mind!" Brigina muttered through clenched teeth as she closed the front door, despite the wind's attempts to hold it open.
"Where did she go?" Aiana asked, now pale herself.
"To Bagend!" Brigina threw her hands in the air and stalked off to the kitchen. "To Bagend…" Aiana muttered. "I hope that Bilbo will let her stay up there in this weather… she's going to regret running off if she meets up with mother anytime tonight. Even I'M going to stay out of that woman's way tonight!"
YAY! Drama drama! Will Tersa make it to Bagend? Will she get back her diary? Will she figure out the boys read her diary?! All of this and more in chapter seven of Angel! Review my wonderful readers!
…-_-;; Yeah, I know, really cheesy…