Disclaimer I don't own any of the characters except Eya.

Eya never thought that she will actually fall on middle earth just like the fanfictions that she had read. It was only two days ago, when she was walking in the corridor of her school, just finished her business, returning to her classroom when a strong gush of wind came out of nowhere. Now she is here stuck in middle earth with the fellowship.

"Um, Miss Eya? Are you alright?" Sam ask her.

"Oh I'm alright don't worry." Eya told him smilling. Eating her share of supper.

"Do you want more?" The kind hobbit offered.

"No but thanks Sam, I'm quite full now." Eya gave her bowl back to Sam, stands up and decided to sit under a tree.

'But your so thin.' Sam thought worriedly.

"Have you finish your supper?" A familiar melodic voice ask Eya from up the tree. She nodded.

"I suggest you eat more, your as thin as a stick." Legolas suggested, also worried for the girl. Eya felt odd on how they are so welcoming even though they don't know her story. She might be a spy. 'Maybe because I'm so thin they did not feel threaten by me?'

Eya stared up at Legolas sitting over a branch admiring the stars. Just like in fanfictions she had read, Legolas is really beautiful. Enchanting blue eyes, smooth flawless skin and silky blond hair, he's even more beautiful now with the stars as his background. She felt like those characters in fanfictions fanning over him.

"I am full, if I eat more I'll have a headache and I will feel sick." Eya explain herself.

"It is because you do not eat enough that you feel sick." Aragorn join the conversation, while attending his sword. Sitting on a log beside the tree. Aragorn is the most welcoming out of the fellowship.

"How is your wound?" Aragorn ask Eya.

"It's fine now." She told him while touching her right arm.

Eya got it while the others fight the orcs, even Sam join the fight. They were like those knights in shining armor she had read in books. But of course they fought without armors. With no one left to protect her, an orc decided to sneak up on others and attack her, before she knew what was happening she was bleeding from the arm.

"I think we should change its bandage." Aragorn said.

"I guess, its starting to get itchy now." Sitting on a log. Eya absentmindedly pulled off her shirt. Unknown to her all of the fellowship's eyes is on her. All of them blush hard and immediately turn their head away from the sight like it burns them. Even Frodo.

"Um, Eya... Theres no need to pull off your shirt." Aragorn embarassed, told her.

"Why? I don't want to stain my shirt." Eya explain. "And its the only one I have." Eya stared at her Pe shirt. She do not have an extra and she could not afford to stain her shirt further than it already has.

"Alright." Aragorn resign.

Aragorn got to his work and cleaned Eya's wound.

Eya watch as Aragorn continue his work, when she felt someone stare at her. Boromir, and he quickly look away, blushing really hard.

'I haven't seen someone blush that hard before.'

Not only him but also the rest of the fellowship. Legolas trying not to look down, Gimli blushing while wiping his axe, Merri and Pippin backs to her shoving each other, Frodo who decided to sleep now, and Sam red as potato cleaning the eating utensils. Boromir stands, and excused himself.

'Whats wrong with them it's not like I'm naked I am still in my sando. (undershirt.)'

"This is inappropraite." I heard Boromir sigh.

'Ah, right this is like medieval times. Everyone is so chivalrous.'

Eya noted then that she should not take off her shirt in front of the fellowship. Even if its hot as hell.

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