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This chapter is dedicated to Shieldmaiden23. Le melin thel-Edhel nin!

Chapter 2- Aragorn's Corny Plan

The horn for lunch blared throughout Middle-earth Academy. Legolas swung his bookbag on his shoulder and pulled Aragorn as fast as he could out of the room and into the hallway. Eowyn burst out after them, but the crowd of students was simply too thick.

"I'll get you, Legolas!" yelled Eowyn to the crowded hallway. But Legolas and Aragorn were too far away to here her.

"Legolas, what's going on?" asked Aragorn as Legolas pushed and shoved though the crowd, still pulling Aragorn by his hand. "Where are you taking me?" Legolas didn't answer.

In all this traffic, you can imagine how bad Legolas's hair looked; he was unrecognizable. Eomer accidentally proved this fact.

"Hey Aragorn," called Eomer over the racket of the students, "who's your girlfriend?"

Legolas turned to where his eyes mey Eomer's. Legolas gave him the glare of death and began cursing in Elvish rather loudly. All the Elves in the hallway, and anyone else that could understand him, stared open-mouthed at Legolas because of his curses. Legolas would not have backed away from a fight, but the traffic of students overpowered his Elven strengths. Eomer was relieved.

When they got the chance, Legolas and Aragorn made it to the boys' restroom through the crowd. Legolas went straight to the mirror.

"I'm gonna get Eomer," grumbled Legolas as he fixed his hair.

"Nevermind him," said Aragorn. "Just explain to me why you read that note that I wrote to Eowyn."

"What note?" Legolas asked, still looking in the mirror. Aragorn sighed and refreshed Legolas's memory about what had happened earlier that day. He skipped the incident with Eomer.

"Oh yeah, that note!" Legolas said in a melodious voice. He turned to make sure no one was listening or looking, and fortunately no one was even inside the restroom except the two of them. Then, without warning, Legolas shoved Aragorn into one of the stalls and came in after him. Legolas locked the door behind him and turned to face Aragorn. "What's the matter with you Aragorn, are you crazy or something?" the elf hissed.

"No, I think you're crazy Legolas, locking us in her together like this. Let's get out before someone sees us!"

"Aragorn, you can't have a crush on Eowyn. You're already promised to Arwen, remember?"

"Oh yeah," sighed Aragorn. "I'm sorry, I've just always had a softness for blondes." Legolas put his hood over his hair after hearing this, being a blonde himself and remembering the incident with Eomer in the hallway.

"I've got an idea," said Aragorn enthusiastically. "You know how in the third grade you said you had a crush on Arwen?"

"Yeah," said Legolas cautiously. "But that was a long time ago."

"Well, you could marry Arwen and I'll marry Eowyn!" giggled Aragorn. "That way I'd get the blonde I want, you'd get the girl you want, and-"

"My crush on Arwen was a long time ago," interrupted Legolas. Aragorn ingnored Legolas's commment.

"Besides, you're both ELves. I mean, who ever heard of a man marrying an elf?" asked Aragorn.

"What about Beren and Luthien?" asked Legolas.

"Oh yeah," replied Aragorn, forgetting what they had learned in history class several years ago. "But I'm still gonna ask Eowyn to marry me someday when I'm old enough, and you can't stop me!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," said Legolas, "you've got to think ahead! You can't marry Eowyn because: Reason A- Arwen would probably die of grief if you dumped her, then Elrond would kill you."

"Who cares about Elrond?" Aragorn scoffed. "I mean, he's just a really old elf with evil eyebrows."

Legolas sighed. "Second, you would be dead if 'Reason A' happened."

"Skip that one," ordered Aragorn.

Legolas sighed again. "Reason D- Who said Eowyn likes you? Because in case you haven't noticed, for the past two months she's been hanging out with that guy named Faramir. She might not even know who you are!" But for once in his life, Legolas was wrong; Eowyn knew very well who Aragorn was. She even had a slight crush on him.

Aragorn, still lost in thought about Eowyn, did not realize that Legolas had left the stall a few moments ago when he heard someone come in the bathroom. He scrambled out of the stall after Legolas, swinging the door open and hitting someone.

"Ouch," came a voice from behind the door.

Aragorn slowly peeked behind the door to see who he had injured; it was Eomer. His nose was bleeding, he had a black eye, and there was a cut on his forehead.

"Oh my," said Aragorn with his hand over his mouth. "Did I do all that?"

"No," replied Eomer as he put a bag of ice on his face, "it was Legolas. I guess it was because I mistook him for a girl in the hallway earlier."

Aragorn nearly laughed at this, but decided against doing so. "Well," he said, giving a little chuckle/cough, "let's go to lunch. I'll boil some athelas for you to put on your face. Want to?"

"Sure, why not?" answered Eomer. He grabbed several paper towels to wrap around his sweating bag of ice. "Let's go."

Well, what do ya think? I guess you obviously like it and want more because you wouldn't read chapter two of a story that you didn't like, would you? Well, I'll try to update soon. And please review!!!