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A/N: this story can be mary-sueish. Don't like it-don't read it. Flames: no thanks I don't think my self-confidence can go any lower. Nicely telling me how I can improve as a writer is welcomed. Thank you all. And on the first chapter I accidentally signed at the bottom as Hello World. That is my name for fictionpress. Sorry about the mix up.
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Chapter 2: Damn All Books to Hell!
Both girls landed abruptly in the middle of a river. Soaking wet they dragged themselves to the nearby bank.
"Goddamn it. What the hell just happened?" demanded Laure.
"Uh, Laure?"
"That stupid book. I could just rip it to bits. My butt is going to be sore for days!" Laure rambled.
"Laure I think you should turn-"
"Where the hell are we?! This sucks! I hate being wet. Now we have to go back to WCO to change clothes. God!"
"Yes I know but Laure-"
"Stupid book, stupid Jeremy, stupid clothes-"
"LAURE, LOOK BEHIND YOU FOR GODS SAKE!!!" bellowed Ilsa.
"Ilsa I am not in the mood to be yelled at right now-"
Before she could finish her request Ilsa grabbed Laure, whipped her around and watched with satisfaction as her mouth dropped open.
"I should have known you two would follow us," replied a tall blonde guy.
As a matter of fact they were all tall and blonde, not to mention hot. Wait; not just hot, gorgeous.
"Hey isn't that Orlando Bloom?" whispered Ilsa.
"Who is Orlando Bloom? Is he from Lorien?" he questioned giving them a weird look.
"When both of your parents find out that you have followed us to Rivendell-" said another tall guy.
Both girls burst into laughter surprising their fair company.
"Sorry to break this to you buddy but we don't have parents," explained Ilsa, "where what you would call orphans."
She said this all in a very slow way like to a small child.
"Orphans? Please Lady Ilsa what kind of nonsense is this? I have known you since you were born. I know your ada and naneth personally. Your gwanur, Inwir and I are friends. Now stop playing games, these are dark times-" gorgeous #1 said as he reached for Ilsa's upper arm only to have his hand slapped away by Laure.
To Laure this was stalkerish. She instantly went into overprotective gear.
"What do you think you are doing?! Don't you touch her you psychopath! Leave us the hell alone!!" snapped an outraged Laure.
"What is wrong with you two?" Asked gorgeous #2, "We are trying to take you to safety, besides you are bleeding Laure."
Warily she bent down to clean her cut lip. As she was wiping the blood away she pushed her hair back behind her ears. At this action her eyes almost popped out of her head. Feeling her ears she let out a bloodcurdling scream.
"AAAAHHHH!!!! MY EARS!! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY EARS!!!" she whipped around pointing a finger at gorgeous guy #1, "YOU!!! YOU DID THIS!!! YOU AND THAT STUPID BOOK!!! YOU'RE IN THIS TOGETHER!!!" shrieked Laure as she snatched at him, "YOU ARE SO DEAD!! YOU HEAR ME!! DEAD!!! I WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD ON A SILVER PLATTER!!! I'M WARNING YOU!!! WHATEVER YOU DID, FIX IT!! I KNOW KARATE!! I CAN KICK YOUR SORRY ASS ALL THE WAY TO TIN-BUCK-TWO!!!"
Had Ilsa not intercepted her she very well could have done bodily harm to the stunned hottie. During her whole speech he had not moved a muscle, with a look of utter shock on his face.
"Laure wha-" stammered Ilsa.
"THIS!! LOOK AT MY EARS!!!"
Then, without warning, Laure pulled Ilsa's hair back, which by now had come out of its usual bun, reveling her own slightly pointed ears.
"THERE YOU HAVE THEM TOO. LOOK IN THE WATER! I TELL YOU THIS IS INSANE!"
Ilsa gave her a confused look as she bent her head slowly to see her reflection.
Glancing down in the river she gasped, dropping to her knees.
"Laure I don't feel so good. I think I'm going to be sick," wheezed the green-tinted Ilsa.
Laure immediately stopped her bickering to help her friend. She placed a hand on Ilsa's forehead noticing how hot it had become.
"She's not feeling well. I have to get her some medicine," Laure said to herself.
"Let us help you, Laure. Now is not the time to be stubborn."
She glanced mistrustfully at the gentlemen. She opened her mouth to refuse when Ilsa interrupted her.
"Laure I feel dizzy. I just want to rest my head for a little while. I trust them."
"Fine but I'm not kidding about that karate thing."
Gorgeous #1 turned to #2 whispering, "What is karate?"
Chapter 3: Skittish
Ilsa confidently went straight to gorgeous #2's horse. She allowed him to pluck her off the ground with complete grace. The movement was effortless.
Laure, not surprisingly, eyed the horses with dislike.
"Don't you have a car? Or at least another horse?" she whined.
"No we don't. I am really a good horseman. Please come this way," stated gorgeous #1.
"No, that's okay, I'll walk."
"Lady Laure neither I nor the horse are going to hurt you."
"Yeah but accidents do happen people, even if they are not on purpose."
"Come, we must leave this place."
"You go. I'll stay here. It's fine. Really."
"Laure just get on the horse. I'm on one," voiced Ilsa.
"Congratulations," she replied sarcastically, "now listen here mister-"
"It's Legolas."
"Huh?"
"My name. It's Legolas," he repeated.
"Right…so anyway. Rule #1: you keep your hands to yourself Leggy. Rule #2: no throwing me off the horse on purpose. Rule #3: -"
With natural speed Legolas lifted her up onto his horse. Even with the struggling teen he was able to make it seem effortless.
"Why how rude! Now listen here you pointy-eared hooligan-"
"Someone, anyone, please get a gag for Valar's sake!" groaned Legolas.
That shut Laure up fast, just as he had intended it to.
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