Title: Life or Something Like It
Summary: High School, Lord of the Rings style. It's been done before, but I've tried to add my own spin and incorporate humor. It will be slashy, though there will be het, too. Mainly features Legolas, with Haldir, Aragorn, Boromir, Faramir, and Éomer included as well. Hobbits will come in later.
Disclaimer: Basically, I own nothing.
----(Author's Notes are listed after the chapter.)----
CHAPTER TWO: LATENESS, LUNCH, AND LUNATICS
The bell rang shrilly, releasing the students from their second hour class a full thirty seconds later than the clock in Mr. Donahue's room said they were supposed to get out. This fact didn't escape Legolas's notice and, naturally, he found need to comment on it.
"Nothing in this piece of crap school ever works," he complained in frustration to Faramir as he slammed open one of the auditorium doors, which had a tendency to get jammed, and continued walking in the direction of the high school building and subsequently their Physics class. "And why does it seem as if all of the clocks are set wrong, or the bells, or something? I mean how hard is it to set a clock of all things?" Legolas rambled slightly, not caring whether or not Faramir was still listening to his ranting or actually even knew what he was talking about. Not only is this whole bloody school falling apart, but I swear they haven't painted it since the seventies…Legolas thought to himself, glancing around at the orange and puce yellow of the buildings before his thoughts were interrupted by Faramir.
"This coming from the one person I know who can't seem to figure out how to use an alarm clock?" Faramir suddenly spoke, proving that he was, indeed, listening. Although that fact should have pleased Legolas, any positive reaction was nullified by what Faramir had actually said. It was somewhat offensive, even if it was true.
"I know how to use an alarm clock, Faramir," Legolas responded in sarcastic indignation, a specialty of his, "However, I choose not to use it. I'd rather wake up by my biological clock," Legolas finished with a pompous flare, looking down his nose at Faramir (despite the fact that Faramir was the taller of the two) and striding forward regally as if he was too good to be seen with him.
Faramir rolled his eyes and, unable to help himself, let out an amused snort. He shared a look with Legolas when his friend finally slowed up and turned around, exposing the fact that he was smiling and clarifying that he had merely been joking, though Faramir had known that all along.
"Alright, your highness," Faramir replied with sarcasm to match Legolas's own, "I beg your forgiveness for insulting your clock using skills," Faramir said with a smirk, a twinkle in his eye as he performed a mock bow, feigned sincerity masking his features.
Legolas decided to play along. "I suppose I shall have to forgive you this time for your thick skull, Fair Knight Faramir. However, next time you make such a mistake, that skull will be coming right off your shoulders," Legolas spoke with as straight a face as he could manage as he reminded Faramir of his now quite embarrassing performance as a knight in one of the Middle School plays.
Faramir grimaced slightly at the reoccurrence of his failed attempt at acting, something he would apparently never live down, and tried to divert the attention from his humiliation as he yanked open the door leading into the high school building and took a left to avoid the more crowded areas that he knew would be jam packed with people as they rushed to get from one class to another in the allotted five minute time frame.
"Legolas, your skull isn't attached to your shoulders," Faramir finally spoke with a sad shake of his head, as if disappointed at the startling lack of knowledge his friend had just displayed, "Perhaps you should be taking Anatomy rather than Physics," he added, giving Legolas the 'Where did I go wrong with you?' look that his own father often gave to him.
Legolas rolled his eyes. "Yeah, whatever," he responded dismissively to Faramir's nitpicking, not bothering to argue with him due to the fact that it would only get Faramir worked up and Legolas didn't care enough to bother. He was really not in the mood for one of Faramir's lectures, not that he ever was.
They continued walking down the halls, not bothering to try and avoid people as they moved along, knowing that any underclassman would scurry out of their path. Those little twerps had better move, unless they want to be bowled over that is…After passing an adjoining hallway, the halls suddenly became relatively empty with only a couple of students lingering around or entering their respective classrooms in a hurry. Shit. This doesn't look like a very good sign…
Legolas and Faramir were just passing the chemistry classroom, which was the next one down from the physics room, when the bell suddenly chimed loudly, echoing in the nearly empty halls. Looks like I'm going to be getting to Physics late every day this year…not that me being late is anything new, Legolas mused as Faramir let out a loud groan as he realized that they were late.
"I can't believe it!" Faramir spoke in annoyance, trying to keep his voice down low enough so that he wouldn't get overheard. "We walked straight here from History as soon as the bell rang and we're still late!"
Legolas shrugged and gave his friend a look as if saying 'What do you want me to do about it?' Personally, he didn't really care all that much if they were late and it wasn't as if it was their fault anyway. You'd really have to book it to make it from one side of the campus to another in the freaking five minute passing period, Legolas noted to himself.
"I'm sure the teacher will give us a break," Legolas assured Faramir right before they stepped through the door, which had been left propped open. Legolas took that as a good sign. Maybe he's expecting people to be late. He should. Besides, we're not that late. Definitely not as late as I usually am.
But it seemed that there was no need for them to have worried, because the teacher didn't even look up as they entered and merely continued typing something up on his computer, his back facing the class. Turning to Faramir, Legolas shrugged as if to say 'I guess that means we're not late, then.' Faramir turned and looked at the teacher again before shrugging back in agreement, uncertain of this teacher's behavior.
Glancing around, Legolas noticed that Haldir, Éomer, Aragorn, and Boromir were all already seated and had saved spots for both him and Faramir, not that he had expected them to do any differently. He smiled at his friends in greeting and walked to the back of the classroom to join the group seated around one of the large black tables which littered the room.
He took one of the empty chairs and sat down, facing toward the back of the classroom and across from Aragorn. Faramir sat down beside him, though he looked unhappy at the fact that he would have to twist around in his seat in order to see the front of the classroom. I don't know why he even cares; it's not like we're going to actually do anything today anyway, Legolas contemplated.
"Hey, does anyone want to switch me seats?" Faramir asked, looking around at his friends imploringly. He turned to his brother who sat to his right on one end of the table and attempted to plead with him. "Boromir, come on, will you please switch me seats?"
Boromir smirked at the fact that his brother was actually begging him, but refused to budge. "Maybe you should have gotten here earlier," he informed Faramir, his smirk widening as his brother glared at him.
"Hey, why do you want to switch seats anyway? Do you not want to sit next to me or something?" Legolas suddenly questioned, feigning being hurt by Faramir's request. He knew the real reason why Faramir wished for a different seat, but couldn't miss out on an opportunity to get one over on his friend. He put on his best sad face and stared desolately down at the surface of the table, letting his hair fall over his shoulder to shield his face, hiding the fact that he was desperately trying to hold back his laughter.
Faramir suddenly turned and looked at his friend, his face expressing mild shock and concern. "Legolas, it's not that I don't want to sit next to you," Faramir spoke sincerely in an attempt to convince his friend, "I just can't see very well from this seat and I want to take notes."
Suddenly Faramir's expression turned to one of suspicion, and he glared mildly at Legolas. "You weren't serious were you," Faramir suddenly declared dead pan, letting out a sigh.
Legolas, unable to hold in his laughter any longer and seeing no point in doing so, suddenly burst out laughing. Haldir, who had been sitting to Legolas's left and had seen Legolas's face even after it had been shielded from Faramir, joined his friend in his mirth. Aragorn cracked a smile and Éomer chuckled lightly. Boromir let out a derisive snort at his brother's expense before chuckling as well. Faramir merely shook his head unhappily.
"You have got to stop doing that!" he informed Legolas in irritation. "I swear, next time you really are upset, don't come running to me, because I won't believe you," Faramir grumbled, though both he and Legolas knew that it wasn't true.
Legolas smiled apologetically and Faramir rolled his eyes, though he wasn't really all that irritated. Suddenly Haldir spoke up, "I'll switch you seats, Faramir. I guess I owe you that much for laughing at you, although it was pretty funny. You'll never learn, will you?" he finished rhetorically, giving his friend a lopsided smile before bending to pick his backpack up and standing to switch seats.
Faramir picked up his stuff as well and Haldir moved aside as Faramir went to sit down. Haldir then headed toward his new seat, ruffling Legolas's hair along the way. Legolas glared at him and hastily reached up to smooth down the wayward strands as Haldir gave him a mirthful smirk. "Aww…did I mess up your hair?" Haldir asked mockingly, tossing his bag onto the floor and plopping himself into his new seat.
Legolas felt the sudden urge to stick his tongue out at Haldir for his childish behavior, but quickly restrained himself, knowing that it would only make matters worse. Instead, he decided to try a different tactic. "So, Haldir, I hear you had a bit of a…how shall I put it…scant misunderstanding a few weeks back," Legolas commented offhandedly, trying not to smirk as he 'casually' mentioned an incident Rumil had told him about a couple weeks back and he had been sitting on since in order to save it for blackmail.
Haldir's eyes widened almost comically before he quickly regained control over himself, glaring at Legolas warningly, silently signaling for him to 'shut the hell up.' Legolas found himself hard pressed not to burst out laughing.
Continuing to scowl at Legolas, Haldir leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, grinding out an unconvincing, "I have no idea what you're talking about," between clenched teeth before stiffly moving to snatch something out of his backpack and studiously ignoring the questioning glances he knew the rest of his friends were aiming his way.
"Really?" Legolas asked in feigned surprise, "I'd be willing to remind you…" he trailed off, glancing toward Haldir and smiling 'innocently' in what Haldir correctly deciphered as a direct challenge.
Haldir forced a smile, though it looked somewhat more like a grimace. "How can you remind me of something that never happened, Legolas?" Haldir spoke warningly, "Besides, you know I have a better memory than you do…" Haldir added, surreptitiously (or perhaps not so much so) threatening to divulge a few of Legolas's own secrets that Haldir, being the good friend that he is, had thus far kept.
"Oh, come on, Haldir," Legolas pleaded, "Please let me tell them. I mean, it's too funny to just completely ignore it," he continued, giving Haldir his best puppy dog look.
Haldir groaned in irritation, silently plotting the best way to get back at whichever brother had told Legolas what had happened. "How would you know, Legolas? You weren't even there," Haldir spoke irritatedly, grinding his teeth in frustration.
"I didn't have to be there," Legolas responded, quite pleased with himself, "I had Rumil to tell me all about it." He smirked at Haldir's obvious displeasure, chuckling silently to himself as he let Haldir stew.
"Well, you know Rumil, always making up stories," Haldir tried to reason, now sounding a tad desperate as he gave Legolas his most lethal glare.
"I doubt the Rumil could make up a story better than what really happened," Legolas commented with an amused snort.
Haldir couldn't stand the smugness he heard in his friend's voice, especially when it was aimed at him. Aiming a swift kick toward where he assumed Legolas's leg to be, he connected with a hard object which could only be someone's shin. Too bad it was Faramir's and not Legolas's shin.
"Oww," Faramir cried out in shock, gingerly rubbing his now sore shin. "What the hell was that for!" he demanded angrily, scowling at the culprit sitting diagonally from him.
"Damn," was all Haldir could say in reply, disappointment lacing his voice as he shot a glare at Legolas. "You do know that kick was meant for you, right?" he asked rhetorically and without emotion.
Legolas merely laughed merrily in reply. "Aww…poor Faramir. I think he deserves some sort of compensation for that startling display of animosity. Perhaps he would like to hear a funny story to help take his mind off of the pain," Legolas announced in an overly obvious manner, reveling in Haldir's increasing frown.
Seeing that there was no way he was going to be able to get out of it, Haldir finally relented, conceding victory to Legolas. "Whatever. Go ahead and tell them. It's not as if it's that funny anyway," was his disgruntled response as he proceeded to cross his arms over his chest and slouch in his seat in a sulky manner.
Legolas rolled his eyes at his friend's childish behavior, an amused smile making its way across his face as he proceeded to divulge the story that Rumil had told him. "Okay, let's see…where to begin? Well, Haldir was home alone Saturday and decided to take a shower. Of course, he was dumb and didn't check to make sure that there were any towels before he got in, so he didn't realize that he didn't have a towel until after he had already gotten out of the shower. He's all alone, right, so he decides to just step out into the hallway stark naked and check the cabinet out there for some towels. That's empty too, so he now has to go downstairs to the master bathroom to get a towel. All the blinds are closed, so he just heads down there in the nude…and this is where it gets good," Legolas spoke, pausing in his storytelling for a moment as laughter overtook him. Haldir continued to sulk.
Regaining his composure enough to continue, Legolas did so. "Alright, apparently Haldir has some new neighbors who moved in across the street or something. Anyway, I guess the lady who had just moved in there thought she'd be nice and try and meet the neighbors and all, and so she baked some cookies and was bringing them over to Haldir's house. Rumil just so happened to be coming home just as the woman was coming over. So, he goes to open the door and to invite her in and just as he swings the door wide open…they find Haldir standing there in the entrance completely naked! The woman was apparently so shocked and horrified that she just dropped the plate of cookies and fled! Rumil said that Haldir just stood there like a deer caught in the headlights as he doubled over laughing," Legolas finished with a flare, braking out once again into uncontrollable laughter as the rest of the group, minus Haldir, joined in.
"It wasn't that bad," Haldir tried to defend himself irritably, glaring. "So I accidentally flashed some lady…well, I guess it was pretty bad, but still…" giving in to the fact that the situation was slightly humorous, if you didn't happen to be the one it had happened to, Haldir allowed his friends to get a good laugh at his expense, even going so far as to add: "I swear her eyes bugged out like in the cartoons. I don't think she's been back to our house since."
Finally the laughter died down. Legolas had to wipe tears away from the corners of his eyes from laughing so hard. Haldir had to admit to himself that he was kind of glad that it was out in the open, though he knew it would be awhile before his friends would stop teasing him about it. "Valar," he groaned aloud, "I hope that lady moves away soon."
The rest of the class went by a lot less eventfully. They received the standard syllabus and first day spiel about expectations for the class, the grading scale, and so on and so forth. The only one who really paid much attention was Faramir, though Aragorn did listen in to the stuff that sounded like it might be important.
Finally, the bell rang, signaling their release to lunch. Everybody made a mad dash for the door, chatting loudly and making plans for where they would go for lunch.
"So, Haldir's house then?" Legolas questioned the rest of the group as they exited, glancing at his friends to see if any of them had any objections. Nobody did except for Haldir who groaned, causing Legolas to give him an odd look.
"That lady will probably be out there," Haldir explained, frowning. "Why don't we go to Éomer's house instead?" he suggested hopefully as an alternative to his eminent embarrassment.
Éomer shook his head emphatically in reply. "No way! Éowyn and her friends are going there for lunch. Trust me when I say that you do not want to go to my house," he vetoed the idea, much to Haldir's disappointment.
"Anyone else's house is too far away…" Aragorn commented before Haldir could make any more suggestions, cutting his friend off just as he was about to speak. Haldir glared, but shut his mouth, knowing that Aragorn was right.
"Haldir's house it is then!" Legolas announced joyously, smiling brightly as Haldir gave him an exasperated look.
"Fine," Haldir finally huffed resignedly, though clearly not pleased by the situation. "I do have to warn you though that Orophin hasn't left for school yet, so he may be at the house," he added in a last ditch effort, knowing that Éomer and Orophin didn't really get along.
Eomer cringed at the unwelcome news, but still wouldn't budge from his earlier decision. "I'd take Orophin any day over my sister and her friends," he proclaimed, causing Haldir to sigh dejectedly and send him a weak scowl.
"My house it is," Haldir declared without enthusiasm, echoing Legolas's earlier statement. "I guess all we have to do now is figure out who's riding with who," he added, almost as an afterthought, having just thought of this dilemma.
"Well, let's see…how many cars are there all together?" Legolas wondered aloud, pausing a moment in thought. "Okay, Aragorn, Éomer, Faramir/Boromir…so three. Guess that means two per car," he concluded after counting out the number of cars they had on his fingers.
"I get to ride in the truck," Haldir broke in before anyone else had a chance to say anything, claiming Aragorn as his ride.
Legolas nodded his acceptance. "I guess I'll go with Éomer then," he said in reply as the group walked out towards the parking lot.
A loud groan was heard from Boromir. "I don't want to have to ride with him," he complained, pointing a finger at his brother, who looked irritated at the proclamation.
"It's only a two minute ride Bor and it's not like we don't ride in the car together all the time," Faramir reasoned, rolling his eyes.
Boromir scoffed at his brother's typical level-headedness, though he had to admit that he was right. "Fine," he agreed, "but I get to drive!"
Faramir gave him a withering look, but didn't object, knowing better than to do so. "Whatever," he acknowledged, heading in the direction of their navy blue Honda Civic.
"See you guys in a couple minutes!" Legolas spoke as he watched the two brother's retreating backs as they headed off, following Éomer as he headed in the direction of his own car, a white Geo Metro, which was parked just a few cars farther down than Aragorn's silver Toyota Tacoma.
Unlocking his own door, Éomer sat down in the driver's seat, throwing his stuff in the back, before proceeding to lean across to the other side of the car and unlock Legolas's door for him. "You need to get one of those clicker things," Legolas commented, making a pressing motion with his thumb as he referred to the automatic door unlocker his family's own cars had.
"Yeah, sure, and a new car would be nice, too," Éomer replied sarcastically, starting the engine and buckling up his seatbelt. He fiddled for a moment with some of the knobs on the dash before proceeding to turn his IPod on, causing Nirvana to blare loudly from the speakers, making the whole car shake.
Legolas smiled as "Smells Like Teen Spirit" came on and sang along loudly with Éomer joining in. The song was halfway through when they pulled up in front of Haldir's house, Legolas letting out a sigh as the music was turned off. "I like that song," he complained, though he knew that he would be able to hear the rest of it on the way back to school after lunch had ended.
Stepping out of the car, Éomer scrutinized his parking job, grimacing as he realized that he was pretty far out. "Oh well," he finally decided, heading across the lawn to the front door.
"Yeah, screw it," Legolas added, "It looks fine to me and besides, we're only going to be here for like thirty minutes." Arriving at the front door, they let themselves in, everyone else having already gone inside.
"Hey!" Legolas called out, declaring their arrival, before unlacing his boots and slipping them off, laying them to rest in a large pile of shoes adjacent to the door. Éomer took off his shoes as well and they both headed into the kitchen, being greeted by Haldir's dogs as they stepped through the door.
"Hello, crazy puppy!" Legolas greeted Luna as the black lab jumped on him in excitement and tried to lick his face, licking only the air instead as Legolas held her at bay. "Sheesh, calm down, Luna," he attempted to placate the dog, though the attention only seemed to make her more crazy rather than less as intended. "Your dog is psychotic," Legolas commented dead pan to Haldir, shaking his head at Luna as she continued in her vain attempts to lick his face. She needs some Ritalin…
"Yeah, tell me about it," Haldir acknowledged, not even bothering to turn around and see exactly what Legolas was referring to as he rooted around in the refrigerator looking for something to eat. "We can make sandwiches…" he finally suggested, turning his head in order to observe the group's response to that proposal.
He got shrugs from Boromir and Aragorn, a 'sure' from Faramir, 'fine with me' from Éomer, and a 'sounds good' from Legolas. Nodding his head in reply to their acceptance, he took lunchmeat, cheese, lettuce, a tomato, bread, and mayonnaise from the fridge, setting everything out on the counter.
There were a few minutes of chaos as everybody moved around bumping elbows as they tried to get their sandwiches made, reaching for ingredients at the same time as everyone else. Finally, the sandwich making frenzy ended, and they all went to sit down, some at the dining table and others at the barstools set up along the island in the middle of the kitchen. There was silence for a couple moments as everybody munched their sandwiches, before Legolas broke in.
"I'm thinking about switching out of Calc," he mentioned off-handedly, a contemplative look crossing his face as he thought about what class he could possibly switch to. I know I already have more than enough P.E. credits, but I always did like P.E. and I'm good at it…maybe Individual/Duel sports; that way I could do archery again…
Legolas's thoughts were interrupted as Haldir made a sudden choked noise of horrified astonishment. "Please tell me that you did not just say that you are thinking about switching out of Calculus and leaving Éomer and I to face that freaky new teacher by ourselves," Haldir demanded in outrage, hoping against hope that Legolas was merely joking.
Despite himself, Éomer looked as if he felt along the same lines too. "As much as I hate to admit it, I think I'd have to agree with Hal on this one," he intoned, giving Legolas a 'how-can-you-even-think-of-doing-this-to-me' look as Haldir glared at him for the use of the nickname that all his friends knew he hated yet insisted on calling him regardless.
Legolas smiled apologetically to his friends, lifting one of his shoulders up in a half shrug as he set his half eaten sandwich down. "I'm sorry guys, but I don't know…It's not that I don't want to have that class with you guys or anything, but that new teacher really creeps me out and it's not like I need the math credits or anything…" he informed his friends, trailing off in a way as to suggest that there was more to it, but he just couldn't really explain what it was in words.
"I can see your point," Éomer conceded, a slight frown creasing his features, "I mean what was up with those eyes? Who has red eyes! That can't be natural," he decided, letting out a disgusted shudder as he stuffed the last of his sandwich into his mouth.
"Yeah, I know, those eyes were really bizarre…but it's not just that…" Legolas tried to explain, unable to find the words to describe what it was about the guy that really bothered him. "I don't know. I just get this really weird vibe from him. He kept looking at me funny and it was just…you know what—never mind. You're right, it was probably just the eyes," Legolas spoke up, knowing that that was probably the truth, but unable to get rid of the niggling feeling in the back of his mind.
Haldir scrutinized his friend for a moment before letting his sudden change of mind go. "So the teacher's a little weird; that's nothing new. I mean, look at Mrs. Adams from 7th grade. I still swear that she was Frankenstein's bride…" Haldir joked, trying to lighten the situation. "Besides, it's only the first day. Who knows? Maybe he won't be so bad after we get used to him," Haldir tried to assure Legolas, wanting to keep one of their only classes together.
Legolas sighed, shaking his head slightly in exasperation. "Fine, fine. I give up. I'll give the crazy Calc teacher a try," Legolas relented, causing Haldir to smirk triumphantly.
"You know, even if the guy is a psycho killer or something I'm still not going to let you switch out of one of the only classes we have together, Lego," Haldir declared in all seriousness as Legolas let out a half amused snort, knowing Haldir's statement to be pretty damn true.
"Yeah, yeah, Hal, I know," he replied, not letting his amusement show, acting as if he was very put upon for having to deal with Haldir, though everyone knew that he was just fooling around.
There was a moment of renewed silence before Faramir suddenly cut in. "Umm…guys? Doesn't lunch get over at 11:30?" he questioned, casting a glance at the clock on the microwave which read 11:32.
Five heads suddenly whipped in the direction of the clock, Éomer expressing everyone's thoughts (except for Faramir and Aragorn who didn't have to go back to any classes) as he let out a loud, unheart felt: "Oh shit."
"I think that clock is like seven minutes fast," Haldir spoke hopefully, though he couldn't be certain that someone hadn't reset it. He wouldn't put it past either of his brothers to put it back just for the sole purpose of making Haldir tardy just for their own perverse amusement, especially Orophin.
"I guess we'd better get going," Legolas spoke what all of them were thinking, getting up from the barstool he was sitting on and dusting the nonexistent crumbs from his pants. "Thirty minutes goes by too quickly…" he added disappointedly.
"Hey, Faramir, Aragorn, you guys don't have to go to work for like another thirty minutes or so, right?" Haldir suddenly questioned as he, Legolas, Éomer, and Boromir all rushed around grabbing their stuff and putting their shoes on. Upon receiving two nods in the affirmative, he continued. "You guys can just stay here until you have to leave. You know the code for the door; just make sure it's locked and the dogs are outside when you go. Oh, and if you could clean up a bit," he added as an afterthought, glancing around the disheveled kitchen.
Aragorn and Faramir nodded in reply to Haldir's requests, shouting out goodbyes as the group noisily headed out the front door. The non Work Based Learning group hurried down to Éomer's car, it being the only one headed back to the school, before suddenly realizing their slight dilemma.
Boromir was the one to voice the first complaint. "Damn, Éomer. How the hell are we all going to fit into this sardine can?" he asked, glancing at the little two-door Geo.
"Who cares!" Haldir practically shouted, bodily shoving Boromir into the back seat amidst complaints. "We're already late as it is; we don't have time for this!"
Éomer raised an eyebrow at Legolas in a 'has-he-gone-nuts?' manner as he watched Haldir toss both Boromir and his own backpack on the other's lap, not even bothering to apologize as the heavy, book laden bags hit poor Boromir square on. Meeting Éomer's eye, Legolas shrugged as he let out a slight chuckle, careful not to let Haldir hear for fear of being physically attacked in his friend's hysteria.
"Guess I get to sit in the front again," Legolas announced, both him and Éomer hopping in the car as Haldir ranted at them from the back seat. Valar, I sure hope it's not going to be like this every day, Legolas hoped to himself, happily noticing as "Smells Like Teen Spirit" came on again right where they had left off, though Haldir's backseat driving quickly ruined the moment. Shit. It's going to be a long year…
TO BE CONTINUED…
Author's Notes: Another chapter down, many more to go. Anyway, sorry about the long wait; no, I did not die, I've just been…busy, though that's not much of an excuse. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. It took me a long time to write it, but I am fairly pleased with the results. I really enjoy writing this fic because it's pretty easy for me to think of things to write about seeing as how it is loosely based on my own high school experience. As sad as I am to say it, though, this fic probably won't be updated again for a while. I have so many other projects that I am working on (and have put off for way too long) that I really won't be able to focus on this fic until I get a lot of my other ones updated. Anyway, as always, if you have any questions or comments, either leave them in a review or feel free to email them to me (you can get my email address from my profile). ;)
zola: I know Greenleaf is just a translation of Legolas's name, but I think it works best as a last name. 'Son of Thranduil' as a last name (translation for Thrandulion) sounds sort of silly to me, so I'd rather just use Greenleaf, especially since as you said everyone uses that anyway.
princess-sunshine2003: Er...Eowyn's friend does have a name, I just haven't really thought of what it's going to be yet. I want to use an actual character from the books, but I can't think of one to use yet, so I'll probably just go back and fill her name in once I figure it out.
dr X: Although I doubt you are reading this, I have to say that I am so terribly sorry that my fic bored you. Perhaps to assuage your boredom you should spend your time learning how to spell.
Elven Dragon Rider: Don't say that I didn't warn you it would be slashy; it says that it is right in the summary. I'm sorry that you are against slash, but I happen to like slash a lot better than het, so it will be included in this fic. I'm sorry if this offends you. Anyway, I guess I'll have to be on the lookout for angry, vengful fangirls from now on. And yes, Haldir is--dare I say it?--gay.
Laurenza003: Yes, Haldir and Legolas are gay, but that doesn't mean that they're together--at the moment. Their relationship is supposed to be confusing at this point, so don't worry if you're not exactly sure what's going on between them. Their relationship is going to be a major plot device in the story.