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Chapter Five
"Everything is funny as long as it is happening to somebody else." –Will Rogers
"I can't believe you didn't tell me about Pippin being here, Elena!" Ali chastised her friend later that evening.
Elena chuckled softly. "I wanted it to work out perfectly. But obviously I didn't plan it good enough."
"No, you didn't. I wish you'd have told me." Ali leaned back on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, thinking silently. She was glad Pippin was here, but what if her parents disagreed with her for suddenly going out again and with a person who was a couple of decades older than she was? Ali didn't know, but it just HAD to work out. She was in love with Pippin and nobody could change her of that one.
"Ali, what are you thinking?" Elena asked, breaking the silence between them. Ali sighed and rolled onto her side facing Elena.
"I was thinking about what my parents would say when they find out that I'm going out with Pippin," Ali said truthfully.
"Oh, give it a break, Ali. Your parents will understand. You're seventeen, after all," Elena pointed out.
Ali nodded. "Yeah, that's true. But Pippin's about thirty-one now and look at the difference."
"You didn't care when you met him in Middle Earth," Elena persisted.
"You're right, as usual," Ali stated.
"Of course I am," Elena said, smiling. She rolled onto her back and looked up at the ceiling. "What's Middle Earth like, Ali? I always wanted to know."
Ali smiled softly. She knew Elena was going to ask it; after all, Ali was probably the only one on Earth who's ever been to Middle Earth.
"It's really beautiful up there in the countryside. You go into a town and everybody there's so friendly that you feel like you belong there and you lived all your life. People come in and go by doing their daily business without the hassle of modern-day stuff like cars. I wish I could live there," Ali said dreamily.
"Maybe you can live there with Pippin someday when you're married, Ali," Elena said.
"Oh, yeah? Live there and I'll miss everybody here," Ali scoffed.
"Wherever you go, you're going to miss the people you knew there. You have to move on sometime," Elena said. "And maybe I'll go with you, maybe I'll find a cute guy there for myself."
"Oh, Elena, the people of Middle Earth aren't like that. They date people who they really love most of the time and most of the customs there are if you date them, you'll marry them," Ali pointed out.
"Maybe. They just haven't met ME yet; they might get some new traditions all because of me," Elena said jokingly.
"In that case, I'll never bring you," Ali teased back, throwing a pillow back at her.
Soon the two of them were laughing and throwing pillows back and forth at each other, not paying attention to anything else. All of a sudden the bedroom door slammed and the two of them jumped and looked up. It was Elena's mother.
"I want the two you downstairs at once. There's strange man here looking for Ali and I want an explanation from the both of you," Elena's mother said sharply.
Ali and Elena looked at each other confused. Ali wondered whom the 'strange man' was and why he wanted to talk to her and how this man found Ali. Finally they reached the family room and Ali gasped when she saw who it was.
"Ali!" Pippin exclaimed. "I finally found the address that you told me you'd be at tonight and I wanted to see you so I came here."
"Oh, Pippin," Ali groaned. She was about to say more when Elena's mom interrupted her.
"You KNOW this man?" she asked.
Ali sighed and walked over to Pippin and slipped her hand into his. "Mrs. Johnson, I'd like you to meet Pippin Took. He's my boyfriend. I never really told anybody about him."
Mrs. Johnson raised her eyebrows. "You never told anybody? What about your mother?"
Ali shook her head guiltily. "No, Mrs. Johnson."
"Well, your mother and father's coming over here anyways in a few moments and you can explain EVERYTHING to them. I don't know why you had to give him this address and not tell ANYBODY about this man," Mrs. Johnson said.
"Oh, mother, why are you getting yourself all worked up? Why should you care who Ali goes out with?" Elena asked.
"Because I'm like Ali's second mother and I care for her just as much as her parents or you, Elena Johnson," Mrs. Johnson said sharply and Elena fell silent.
"I'm sorry that I caused such a great commotion, ma'm. I'll just go now so's I won't cause any more trouble," Pippin said, starting to go towards the door.
"You stay right where you are, young man," Mrs. Johnson said and Pippin stood still where he was and Ali tightened her hand on Pippin's.
At last, the doorbell rang and Mrs. Johnson went to the door to answer it. Ali held her breath, waiting for her parents to come in like an explosive bomb ready to be let off. Pippin seemed to know what Ali was feeling and gave her an encouraging smile and squeeze. Ali instantly felt better, but it wasn't for long because her father's livid face appeared in the doorway.
"Alexandria Wimund, what are you doing with this man and who are you, speak quickly, or I'll call the cops!"
A/n: Yes, yes, extremely short, but there you go. I hope it's satisfied you considering it's been forever since I updated this story, but I hope you like it all the same. I'll try and write a longer chapter next time to satisfy you alls. I forget which reviewers I needed to answer so I won't give my usual responses but will start up with that again next chapter. Once again, I hope you all like the story so far and continue reading. Sweet seventeen coming up on Saturday! Go me! (sorry, had to comment)
Chapter Five
"Everything is funny as long as it is happening to somebody else." –Will Rogers
"I can't believe you didn't tell me about Pippin being here, Elena!" Ali chastised her friend later that evening.
Elena chuckled softly. "I wanted it to work out perfectly. But obviously I didn't plan it good enough."
"No, you didn't. I wish you'd have told me." Ali leaned back on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, thinking silently. She was glad Pippin was here, but what if her parents disagreed with her for suddenly going out again and with a person who was a couple of decades older than she was? Ali didn't know, but it just HAD to work out. She was in love with Pippin and nobody could change her of that one.
"Ali, what are you thinking?" Elena asked, breaking the silence between them. Ali sighed and rolled onto her side facing Elena.
"I was thinking about what my parents would say when they find out that I'm going out with Pippin," Ali said truthfully.
"Oh, give it a break, Ali. Your parents will understand. You're seventeen, after all," Elena pointed out.
Ali nodded. "Yeah, that's true. But Pippin's about thirty-one now and look at the difference."
"You didn't care when you met him in Middle Earth," Elena persisted.
"You're right, as usual," Ali stated.
"Of course I am," Elena said, smiling. She rolled onto her back and looked up at the ceiling. "What's Middle Earth like, Ali? I always wanted to know."
Ali smiled softly. She knew Elena was going to ask it; after all, Ali was probably the only one on Earth who's ever been to Middle Earth.
"It's really beautiful up there in the countryside. You go into a town and everybody there's so friendly that you feel like you belong there and you lived all your life. People come in and go by doing their daily business without the hassle of modern-day stuff like cars. I wish I could live there," Ali said dreamily.
"Maybe you can live there with Pippin someday when you're married, Ali," Elena said.
"Oh, yeah? Live there and I'll miss everybody here," Ali scoffed.
"Wherever you go, you're going to miss the people you knew there. You have to move on sometime," Elena said. "And maybe I'll go with you, maybe I'll find a cute guy there for myself."
"Oh, Elena, the people of Middle Earth aren't like that. They date people who they really love most of the time and most of the customs there are if you date them, you'll marry them," Ali pointed out.
"Maybe. They just haven't met ME yet; they might get some new traditions all because of me," Elena said jokingly.
"In that case, I'll never bring you," Ali teased back, throwing a pillow back at her.
Soon the two of them were laughing and throwing pillows back and forth at each other, not paying attention to anything else. All of a sudden the bedroom door slammed and the two of them jumped and looked up. It was Elena's mother.
"I want the two you downstairs at once. There's strange man here looking for Ali and I want an explanation from the both of you," Elena's mother said sharply.
Ali and Elena looked at each other confused. Ali wondered whom the 'strange man' was and why he wanted to talk to her and how this man found Ali. Finally they reached the family room and Ali gasped when she saw who it was.
"Ali!" Pippin exclaimed. "I finally found the address that you told me you'd be at tonight and I wanted to see you so I came here."
"Oh, Pippin," Ali groaned. She was about to say more when Elena's mom interrupted her.
"You KNOW this man?" she asked.
Ali sighed and walked over to Pippin and slipped her hand into his. "Mrs. Johnson, I'd like you to meet Pippin Took. He's my boyfriend. I never really told anybody about him."
Mrs. Johnson raised her eyebrows. "You never told anybody? What about your mother?"
Ali shook her head guiltily. "No, Mrs. Johnson."
"Well, your mother and father's coming over here anyways in a few moments and you can explain EVERYTHING to them. I don't know why you had to give him this address and not tell ANYBODY about this man," Mrs. Johnson said.
"Oh, mother, why are you getting yourself all worked up? Why should you care who Ali goes out with?" Elena asked.
"Because I'm like Ali's second mother and I care for her just as much as her parents or you, Elena Johnson," Mrs. Johnson said sharply and Elena fell silent.
"I'm sorry that I caused such a great commotion, ma'm. I'll just go now so's I won't cause any more trouble," Pippin said, starting to go towards the door.
"You stay right where you are, young man," Mrs. Johnson said and Pippin stood still where he was and Ali tightened her hand on Pippin's.
At last, the doorbell rang and Mrs. Johnson went to the door to answer it. Ali held her breath, waiting for her parents to come in like an explosive bomb ready to be let off. Pippin seemed to know what Ali was feeling and gave her an encouraging smile and squeeze. Ali instantly felt better, but it wasn't for long because her father's livid face appeared in the doorway.
"Alexandria Wimund, what are you doing with this man and who are you, speak quickly, or I'll call the cops!"
A/n: Yes, yes, extremely short, but there you go. I hope it's satisfied you considering it's been forever since I updated this story, but I hope you like it all the same. I'll try and write a longer chapter next time to satisfy you alls. I forget which reviewers I needed to answer so I won't give my usual responses but will start up with that again next chapter. Once again, I hope you all like the story so far and continue reading. Sweet seventeen coming up on Saturday! Go me! (sorry, had to comment)