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That night I found out who was on each side. Legolas had four and a half supporters for the 'tie them to a tree and leave them there' brigade: Gimli, Boromir, Frodo, Sam and only half of Merry, since he was kind of mixed. Therefore, Strider and his team of 'let them come but keep an eye on them' crew had two and a half supporters: Gandalf, Pippin, and the other half of Merry.

The half that hated us had an overwhelming majority.

Not that I couldn't see why. We were a bunch of random teenagers who were as annoying as shit.

If I were them I would hate us too.

Pippin, I had found, was actually quite the interesting companion. He was possibly had more energy on a kid on Christmas, even though it was March and I was unsure if they even had Christmas in Crazy Land, excuse me, Middle Earth. In the short amount of time between him shoving food at me and me going to sleep a few hours after that I had basically learned a number of things about the little group.

Pippin and Merry were cousins, and they were related to Frodo through some long, complicated means of connections. Sam was practically glued to Frodo, he had the strong philosophy of "wherever Frodo is, I am", which you have to respect really. Legolas was not only an elf from Mirkwood, but he was a bloody Prince (explains a lot, doesn't it). Gimli and him hated each other since Legolas's father locked up Gimli's father a while back.

Needless to say, the hatred has spanned the generations.

As I sat by the fire next to Adrian after I had eaten, my mind was absolutely spinning with confusion. It was fairly obvious that the guys, who had gotten the 411 on Middle Earth from Merry, were in just as much shock as I was.

To calm my shaking nerves I started chewing on my nails, mind, there wasn't much to begin with. Before my finger had even made it to my mouth, it was slapped down. I glared at the offender, whose name was Jack and who seemed to not be paying any attention to me at all, though I say him watching me out of the corner of my eye.

"What was that for?" I asked incredulously.

Jack shrugged slightly. "Might as well start breaking bad habits here. I know you want to stop, don't tell me otherwise," Jack paused and narrowed his eyes at me when I opened my mouth to reply. "You sit there and bitch about how your nails hurt constantly."

There was truth in that statement.

"Fine." I grumbled, unhappy about Jack's victory.

Then all was silent, except for the sounds of Legolas and Strider talking in that foreign language that sounded so damn pretty.

Note to self: Ask Strider of Legolas to teach me the pretty language, preferably Legolas, since it would annoy the crap out of him and I live to annoy people.

Silently I watched the fire burn, watching the orange-yellow flames drift high into the sky and flicker out amongst the black of the night sky.

It actually was really hypnotizing.

So hypnotizing as a matter of fact, that over the course of five minutes of fire watching, I felt my eyes grow heavy and a yawn come from my mouth as sleep threatened to come.

"Go to sleep Noel."

"Huh?"

"Go to sleep Noel," Erick repeated himself. "Everyone else is starting to drift off." I looked around to see that Erick was right, the hobbits were finding there little place, as were the rest of the group save for Legolas, who was apparently keeping watch. "You can lean against my shoulder if you want." I nodded wearily and did just that.


The next morning I woke up to the smell of something cooking.

How odd, I thought to myself. Adrian doesn't cook, the last time he tried he nearly sent the stove up in flames.

Adrian stayed away from cooking of any sort after he almost burned down the whole damn apartment complex. The other guys weren't that much higher up the scale, Zeke being the most skilled with Top Ramen noodles. Therefore most the time we ordered take-out for every meal.

So why would any of the guys be cooking something that actually seemed edible, I wondered to myself.

My question was soon answered when I opened my eyes.

I groaned when I saw that I was still in that damned forest and it was Pippin and Sam who were happily cooking away.

I groaned even louder when I realized that the sun had just risen. Unfortunately for me, Pippin heard my groans and, before I could even ponder the thought of more sleep, started calling my name out, seemingly unaware of the fact that there were people that were still asleep.

Not for long…

Getting up, I stumbled over to where Pippin was sitting and took some of the offered food.

"I guess I can safely assume that there is no caffeine here." I mumbled. My only response was a confused look from Pippin. "Guess not." Lord, Zeke's gonna die. The man was a caffeine junkie, which would probably be the reason he can't sit down for more than two seconds at a time. It would be interesting to see how Zeke with no caffeine worked…

"Good Morning Noel."

I confusedly looked around for the person who said my name, and then felt like a huge retard when I saw Strider sitting right next to me. I nodded my head to him slightly. "Morning." I muttered.

"You do not seem fond of rising at such an early hour." Strider commented.

I nodded again. "Because I'm not. I'm up this early almost everyday anyways though. All five of us have to." I said, motioning to the other guys. "On Saturday and Sunday though, we sleep really late since we are up really late on Friday and Saturday nights normally." We played shows almost every weekend on Saturday nights; Fridays were reserved for extra-long practices.

Strider and I sat together in silence after I responded; said silence was thankfully not awkward. I could almost venture to say it was companionable. While we sat I thought about what I had just told Strider.

Our band, Moonlit Noon, said name was thought up by Zeke, who actually has a bit of creativity in him, was crazed about our shows. Everybody who knew us knew that. I laughed softly as I remembered my first show with the guys, all of them had played shows before, but I never had.

To say I was nervous would be a lie.

I was REALLY nervous.

In the end the show had turned out absolutely perfectly, the only problem being when Zeke, in his happy, energetic self, tripped over Erick's guitar cord in the middle of a song and not only fell over, but proceeded to bring down Erick as well. Evidently if you pull really hard on someone's guitar cord in the right way, it doesn't come out, but it instead tugs the guitar really hard. Erick, not expecting his guitar to suddenly start pulling on its own accord, grabbed the neck of the guitar and as soon as that one hard pull came, Erick fell over as well.

Other than that, the show went really well.

I sighed and ran my hands through my hair as I remembered that little incident, knowing that my hair basically looked like a boy scout used it to practice his knot tying. I hissed as my fingers ran through a particularly bad knot and scowled at Legolas, whose hair looked perfect in every way.

Damn him.

I was pulled out of my mental curses when a pair of arms wrapped around me from the back and pulled me into a standing position. I turned around and glared at Adrian, who had apparently picked me up.

"What the fuck was that for?" I asked angrily, none too happy about being picked up, or pulled up rather…

"Numerous people have been trying to get your attention for five minutes, we have to leave. I just figured that picking you up would get your attention."

I blinked. I think I may need to invest in a hearing aid when we get back. Then again, when I'm zoning I wouldn't listen to anybody for any reason. Hell, a bomb could have gone off and I wouldn't have noticed.

"I'm up." I grumbled.

Adrian offered me a small smile before ruffling my hair, effectively screwing it up more, and wrapping an arm around my shoulders. Leaning against him and starting to wander over to the waiting group of people, many of whom looking really aggravated, I wondered what this Middle Earth place would bring for the guys and I.

Nobody ever said that patience was my best virtue.


A/N: cringes Sorry for the huge delay in updating. I was out of town (Viva Las Vegas!) two weeks ago, and last week I had some personal problems going on (namely the fact that my boyfriend, who is now my ex, is an ass). But all is good and I'm back! Now to thank my wonderful, beautiful reviewers…

SilverFaielf- Ah! Someone new! I'm glad you liked the story, I'm glad my little attempts to be funny work…The fellowship (plus Noel and Co.) are in a forest outside of Rivendell, they'll be heading up Caradhras in a bit. And I have come to the conclusion that in my little world, Lord of the Rings doesn't exist. No books, no movie, no nothing! Hope you like the update!

EverAfter-01- Hey! Lazy is good, I know I'm really lazy…does happy dance too Very glad you liked the update, and shouldn't you be paying attention? Eh, who am I to be saying that, I never pay attention ;)! There is actually an apple called a pippin apple…do a Google search to find out more than you ever wanted to know on pippin apples! Noel was just a bit confused. Hope you liked the new chapter!

Moody- Thanks for both reviews! I'm glad you think I'm really descriptive and have good voice…one thing my English teacher did well…with your question, I'm going to answer the same way I did for SilverFaielf, in my little world Harry Potter exists, but Lord of the Rings never happened, J.R.R. Tolkien never wrote the books, so there was no movie…hope that helps! Enjoy the new chapter!

cat.1.d- laughs I can believe that…I'm actually not sure if they mature by twenty-five, I think it may be later! I'm glad you think I do a good job feels all good inside. Noel and the guys probably will be doing some singing and such later on in the story, Noel will be doing it to annoy Legolas mainly, but yes, there will be singing, only in English though…I don't know that much Spanish! Hope you like the chapter!

Natalie- Another new person! I'm glad you like the story so far! And don't tell me that isn't a good description for hobbits. smiles Legolas doesn't trust them for good reason…I agree, I wouldn't trust them at all either! I'm glad you think the new fanfic idea I'm toying with is a good one! Here's chapter six!

Thank you again for the reviews everyone! I love you all! And also thanks to those who read but don't review, I love you all too! Now with the new fanfic, if anyone is curious, I will start that one as soon as I finish up this one, which will be a while…but don't fret! You will see a modern day fan fiction by the time I graduate high school in four years!

One more thing, after chapter ten is up, I'm going to be doing a huge editing thing since I was flipping through the chapters and was cringing at the mistakes. Just so you're ready for a delay in updating between chapters ten and eleven…

The next chapter will be up either this week or next!

Much Love,

Celebel