University Log:

The end of high school and seven weeks off

AN: This story (If people like it) will be the first story in a series about the trials of six best friends making their way through university and living under one roof. The first part is about their seven weeks off before they start. It pretty much involves their weird families, four weeks of pissing everyone off in Lorien and two weeks of decorating and furnishing their new house (aka- The three bedroom semi).

Let me know what you think. Constructive criticism will be happily welcomed and flames will be thoroughly laughed at.

Introduction

I'm Legolas. You may remember me from such epics as 'The Lord of the rings' and…well actually that's all. But to tell you the truth that's not really important. In fact, when I'm not road tripping to Mordor with Hobbits, Men and a dwarf or stabbing orcs to death, I'm pretty normal. I'm just your average elven prince.

I'm a normal elf, with a normal life and family…sort of, and a normal group of friends…well that's a lie.

You see, in our group there's six of us, we're all elves and we've all know each other since playschool. Now we're leaving high school and we're on our way to university. Okay, if you want to get technical, we've just finished sixth form and are on our way to university but hey, same difference. We've bought a house between us and are all moving in, in around five weeks (two weeks before we start).

Anyway back to my friends. When I said that I lied about them being normal I wasn't completely wrong. Some of them are pretty normal, then again, some of them aren't. Balance it out and you get a very odd group of friends.

Firstly there's Elladan, if there was a normal scale, he would be at the top of it, close to boring actually. He's taking computer science. Computer science!. Though I guess he still has his crazy moments and we all love him anyway.

Then we have Lindir and Elrohir. Lindir's a musician and Elrohir…well he doesn't know what he wants to do. He knows what he's interested in though and is taking classes in psychology, fashion design and advertising. He's pretty darn good at all of them.

These two aren't particularly normal, but they're not exactly weird either. They're both happy just wearing jeans and T-shirts and sitting at the playstation or Nintendo for hours on end.

Next there's me. According to my friends I'm just confused. You couldn't really call me a grunger but then again, you couldn't really call me not a grunger either. I'm taking art, drama and philosophy- another weird mix but maybe that explains the fashion sense.

At the bottom of our metaphorical normal scale we have Haldir and Melpomaen. Haldir's a hippy with dreams of journalism and the less said about Mel the better…(GOTH, GOTH, GOTH, GOTH). But he's still a great friend.

What did I tell you, weird group or what? But even though we may be miss matched we are all very close and haven't really have any major arguments or fall outs in all the time we've known each other…well, except for that time when…oh and that other time with the…you know what? I'm going to stop talking now.#

TBC

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