Lord of the Rings: Middle Earth High
Summary: Merry and Pippin troublemakers, Aragorn and Arwen going to the prom, Legolas, Faramir and Éowyn in drama club, Boromir and Éomer football players, and Gandalf a science teacher? It's Middle Earth High, of course!
Disclaimer: Who owns LOTR? Sadly, it all belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien! I weep in sorrow!
Chapter 3- Story of the First Date
"This isn't fair!" Elladan said as all the remaining students stayed cleaning up the cafeteria.
"It's fair for you! You helped make the mess, while Éowyn and I were innocently sitting under the table over there," Arwen said while gesturing over towards their hideout table with her mop.
"Innocently sitting over there? Just look at my shirt!" Faramir exclaimed.
"You deserved it," Éowyn said.
"Deserved it?" Faramir asked. "In what way did I deserve a shirt full of potatoes?"
"And me? I got one too, you know." Éowyn quipped.
"It was an accident!" Faramir argued.
"How cute, the matching potato couple," Boromir said.
"Shut up, Boromir!" they both yelled at the same time.
"Okay, okay, break it up." Legolas said, coming back with a bucket of soapy water and a mop.
"Hey Legolas, Boromir got a new record; he's been told to shut up 3 times already." Aragorn told him.
"Already? Gee, did I miss a lot..." Legolas said sarcastically.
"And we haven't even gotten to Denethor's class yet." Elrohir said.
"Oooo, Denethor's class. No offense guys, but I don't think that your dad was meant to be in the teaching business. Really not meant to be in the teaching business." Éomer said to Boromir and Faramir, shuddering at the thought of Denethor's dreaded English class.
"Try living with him..." Faramir grumbled.
"Yeah," Éowyn said, "remember our first date last year, Faramir?"
"I'd rather not..." he said.
"So, it was a warm night last year in the 9th grade..." Éowyn began...
Ding dong! The doorbell rang, and Faramir went to open it. Must be my date, the 9th grader thought nervously as he checked himself over in the mirror. The bell rang again.
"Faramir! Get the door!" Boromir called from upstairs.
"Yes, Faramir, get the door, it's irritating your brother." Faramir's father, Denethor, called.
"Yes, Father." Faramir said as the bell rang a third time.
"The door, Faramir!" Denethor yelled as Faramir scurried to get it.
"Alright, alright, I'm coming!" he called.
"Let's see, 15531, 15533, aha, here it is! 15535, Minas Tirith Avenue." Éowyn said as she looked for the right house. She walked up nervously to the front and rang the doorbell. She looked around the front yard. It was a nice house, with bushes and flowers cut to precision. Hmm, nice flowers, she thought. She listened to the noise coming from inside the house. "The door, Faramir!" she heard. Must be his, err, father, she thought.
Faramir opened the door to find Éowyn standing there. "Éowyn," he said, "come on in!" She stepped inside, and saw what had to be Faramir's father standing there next to the boy. "Father, this is Éowyn. Éowyn, this is, uh, my father," he said, nervously glancing over at his father.
Éowyn finally broke the awkward silence by holding out her hand and saying, "Pleased to meet you," to Faramir's father.
"The same," he replied while shaking her hand.
"So," Faramir said, changing the subject, "Would you like anything to eat or drink before we go?"
"No thanks, I'm fine, Faramir." she replied. "We can get something at the movie anyways."
"Alright, let's go then," Faramir said as he led Éowyn back to the door.
"Hold on, Faramir," Denethor said as they walked to the door.
"Yes, Father?" Faramir said, annoyed.
"Do you remember what I told you?" Denethor asked his son.
"Yes, Father." Faramir sighed. He then rattled off a long list of rules his father had laid down for the night. "No drinking, no R or NC-17 rated movies, stay at the movie theater, call when we get there, don't talk to strangers, be careful crossing the street, don't go into any clubs, get home by 11:00, your cell phone number is 240-618-4783, the home number is 569-838-5674, and call 911 for emergencies. Can we go now?" He hoped he wouldn't have to go through this every time he had a date.
"Okay," Denethor said. "Have a good time."
"We sure will," Faramir muttered under his breath as he led Éowyn out the door.
Once they were outside, Éowyn asked the question that had had been in her mind for quite some time; "Why does your father have all those rules?"
"I don't think he trusts me very much." Faramir replied. "I think he likes Boromir better."
"That's not true," Éowyn said. "He was probably just looking out for you. My uncle gave me the whole first date 'be careful who you're making friends with' speech before I left. It was so annoying. We're just going out to a movie, and I've known you for quite a while."
"Yeah, adults can be like that," Faramir said, laughing. "Come on, let's grab a bus to the movie theater.
The two had a wonderful night, sharing popcorn and watching "Mutant Aliens from Outer Space." After that, they returned home on the Ride On bus and walked the rest of the way to Faramir's house.
"I had a great night, Faramir." Éowyn said.
"So did I," Faramir said before he kissed her, unfortunately, right as Denethor opened the front door.
"Faramir! Get in here this instant!" he snapped.
"See, I was right." Faramir whispered as he was pulled inside. "Bye Éowyn!"
"And that's where I don't want to go into any more detail," Faramir said. "Three hour lecture." He shuddered. "Hey Boromir, how come you never get in trouble?"
"I dunno," Boromir said. "It's like Dad likes me better or something!"
"Ya think?" Faramir said as he scrubbed mercilessly at a tomato stain on the table, as if it was his father whom he was taking his anger out on.
"Well, while you two have been telling us your lovely story, I think we've scrubbed this place clean," Aragorn said.
"Time to go to class," Legolas said unexcitedly.
"Ok, everyone," Éomer said in a dark, scary voice as they all gathered around, "Prepare yourself for the horrible, the dreaded, the awful-"
Everyone gasped in suspense. Lighting flashed outside and the wind blew. Terror filled every heart.
"English class."
A/N: Ahhh! It's English! Muahahahaha! Ok, in case no one realized, the bold print was for when Faramir and Éowyn were telling the others the story of their first date. Also, it says "the 9th grader..." I forgot to mention in previous chapters that at the time of the story, all the students are in 10th grade. Anyways, please review; it makes me happy. And when I'm happy, I like to write. And when I write, I post updates. So review already!
j- More? You got it!
GoldenFaielf- Antidisestablishmentarianism? Nice word. I will use it! The English idea is coming up next. The intro to the science project is coming up after that. Keep reading!