GETTING USED TO IT

Legolas awoke when he felt soft fingers slightly touch his ear. He grabbed the wrist of the girl to stop the fingers from further curiosity. Legolas sat up and looked into a set of dark blue eyes which seemed to be reflecting more fear than his at the moment. His eyes stayed glued to the girl's face which he thought to be a bit odd. Legolas felt the girl wince at his tight grip on her small wrist.

"Ya Lle?" He asked but instead of getting a simple answer he was met with a confused expression. "Ya Lle?" He asked again. The girl's eye brows knitted together in confusion.

"What?" She asked. It dawned on Legolas this was no elf but a mortal...a human. She didn't understand a lick of elvish.

"Who are you?" Legolas asked switching from Sindarin to the common tongue. Amara looked to Brittany who with her eyes told her to tell him.

"I'm Am-mara Hathaway. D-do you mind letting me go," she stuttered. Legolas looked at his hand which was causing the young girl's hand to turn red. He released her wrist and sat up.

Amara shook her numb hand and continued to stare at the guy. "I found you outside in my backyard. You were unconscious so I bought you inside." Legolas looked around at the room he was in. None of the things in the room he recognized. He shook his slightly dizzy head.

'I do not think I am in neither Mirkwood nor Middle Earth,' he thought.

"May I ask your name?" Amara asked bravely surprising herself. Forever she had been shy and everyone who knew her knew the lengths of her shyness. Legolas bought his eyes back to the girl who apparently had helped him. 'Though I do not know where I am I should not loose my head and forget my manners.'

"I am sorry for my actions my lady, I was and am still confused. As you seem like you offer no harm I apologize," Legolas said sincerely as he took Amara's hand. "I am Legolas from the Woodland realm." He placed a small kiss on her hand. Amara blushed and took her hand back. Brittany cleared her throat rather loudly.

"Oh yeah that's my friend Brittany." That was Brittany's cue, she jumped from her chair and started bombarding the elf with all sorts of questions.

'Legolas...' Amara racked her brain for where she had heard that name from. It hit her, her favorite books from when she was younger.

The Lord of the Rings. Legolas was the elven prince who had joined the fellowship. This was him, the elf. Amara stepped out of her thoughts and looked at Brittany who wouldn't let the elf get a word in. Of course he wouldn't know that here on Earth he was but a story, not at all real. Amara jabbed her friend in the arm silencing her. Brittany glared back but Amara ignored her.

"You don't know where you are do you?" Legolas sighed, "That I do not know my lady."

"Well duh your in L.A. What's up with your ears?"

Amara rolled her eyes at her friend. Brittany hadn't read Amara's favorite series she would have to fill her in later. "Brit, I'm okay you can go home."

"What? But-"

"I'm alright. You should get home before your mother does a late night check." Brittany's mother was one of those overly protective moms, constantly on her daughter's back. Many times Amara found herself envying her friend.

Brittany's eyes went wide, "You're right, I'll see you tomorrow." She waved briefly to the elf before grabbing her umbrella and slamming the door in a rush to get home.

"May I ask just where I am?"

Amara pulled her attention back to the elf from her dream not to mention a popular book series.

"I know you are from Middle Earth but you are not in Middle Earth anymore, you're on Earth."

Legolas looked confused, "Earth?"

Amara nodded, "Plain ol' Earth."

Legolas shook his head, he didn't understand, first he was walking through the forest that surrounded his home. He remembered the storm. The storm, it must have been the storm that transported him to this girl some way, but how? His clothes were damp and he saw his bow and quiver were laid carefully on the side of a chair. Suddenly the girl reached up from her spot on the floor and stuck something on the side of his forehead.

"There." Amara said packing up the first aid kit.

Legolas felt the side of his head where something that felt smooth lay. "What is this, my lady?"

"It's a band aid it'll help your scratch heal and protect it from germs." Amara smiled tiredly hoping to get the elf to trust her. She felt like she had to help him.

"Thank you my lady." Legolas instantly felt the kindness emitting from the girl. Legolas felt that Amara was to be trusted and was telling the truth, he was on Earth.

"Stop calling me lady. I'm so far from being one, call me Amara it is after all my name."

Legolas smiled, "Very well Amara." He could tell the girl was weary. She stood and stretched. "I put your weapons…um over there I hope that was alright. I didn't know if you were friend or foe. You can stay here if you like."

Legolas nodded, "Tis quite alright. I would like to stay here until I figure a way to get home." Amara nodded noticing the elf's damp clothes. "I can show you the spare room and give you some dry clothes. Follow me."

Legolas picked up his bow and quiver and followed the girl upstairs. Amara opened the door to the spare room for Legolas and went to get him some dry clothes. Her father's clothes would have to do for now. Pulling out a t-shirt and loose pajama pants, she returned to the room to find Legolas switching on and off the lights.

"What a marvel this instant light."

"It isn't instant light it's just electricity. Here are some clothes, they're my dad's but we'll have to make due for now." Legolas gratefully took the clothes.

"Thank you my-" He stopped remembering to call the girl by her name. "Amara."

Amara nodded, "Your welcome." Amara turned away but turned back. "I will help you get home. I know how it is to lose your path." Legolas nodded. Amara left for her own room.

Legolas quickly changed into the clothes Amara had given him and turned the electricity as she called it out. He had laid his knives down (that Amara had forgotten to take off him) next to his bow and got into bed. 'I am indeed in a strange place,' he thought. Amara was a strange girl not just in personality but her appearance struck him. She wore spectacles, not many wore them in fact they were rare to see them on a human, or any creature for that matter.

Also across her teeth were small squares. What were those? The thing that had struck him the most were her eyes made of the deepest blue. Deeper than the Lady Galadriel's but they lacked something. 'How did I get in this strange world?'

Amara after drying off, crawled into bed. Why was Legolas here in her world? 'Maybe I'm stressed?' No this was defiantly real. Tomorrow she'd find a way to get Legolas back home though she didn't know how. 'And why is he in my dreams?' Yarning, Amara closed her eyes and listened to the rain as she floated off to sleep.

The birds sung as is their morning tradition and in doing so woke Amara up. Growling, she rolled over and fell clean off her bed. Her hand reached for her glasses on her desk and put them on. She got up and rubbed her side. Thoughts of what happened last night entered her mind, she'd have to hit the books today but not before her Saturday morning routine. No one could break that not even an elf from a book.

Her watch beeped on her wrist signaling to her that it was 8:00...time for cartoons. Sure she was almost eighteen and that should have met all those sorts of childish things went out the window but for Amara that she promised would never happen. "Cartoon time!" She announced happily and bounced loudly down the stair forgetting about the elf who was staying at her house. "Cartoons! Cartoons!" The whole way down she shouted making Legolas who was pondering a way to get home emerge from his room and stare at the girl.

"Cartoons!" She said and sat down on the couch with a flop grabbing the remote.

She noticed the elf come down the stairs and gasped. "What is wrong Lady Amara?" Legolas asked noticing the shocked look on Amara's face.

"Nothing I forgot about you. I'm used to Saturday mornings alone with just me and my cartoons."

"Cartoons?" Confusion was etched on his fair face.

Amara switched on her all time favorite channel nickelodeon just as Spongebob was coming on. "Sit down you'll see." Legolas did as he was told and took a seat not too close to the girl, still confused.

"What sorcery is this?" Legolas asked referring to the television.

"It isn't sorcery it's television, us humans watch it for entertainment."

The two spent the morning watching cartoons. Legolas occasionally laughed at what was going on on the screen but Amara seemed to laugh more…like a mad man. She snorted at the antics of the yellow sponge and managed to fall off the couch. After awhile Amara felt the need to answer the signal her growling stomach was giving her.

"Are you hungry?" Not waiting for Legolas answer she disappeared into the kitchen.

Legolas turned back to the television wondering how such a thing came to be. Amara walked back into the living room carrying a box of Fruit Loops, milk and bowls and spoons. She set a bowl in front of Legolas and opened the box. Legolas watched as Amara poured colorful loops into his bowl.

"What Lady Amara is this?"

"Would you stop calling me lady geez and these are Fruit Loops, breakfast." She poured the milk and dug her own spoon in. "See." She said taking a spoonful and shoving them in her mouth. "You eat them."

Legolas was almost annoyed. He wasn't stupid just amazed that someone could eat a food with such coloring, it couldn't be natural.

"Try it." Amara said stuffing her own face. Legolas looked at the colorful loops with distaste.

"Aw come on," Amara whined. "You'll like it."

Legolas gave the girl one last glance before picking up his spoon and slowly placing it in his mouth. Amara watched him to see if he'd like it. When a smile spread across his face Amara too smiled.

"Tis unlike anything I have ever tried."

Amara nodded, she was starting to like this elf. "Welcome to the world of artificial flavoring." Amara put her feet up on the coffee table while she watched cartoons mean while the elf next to her downed his bowl of Fruit Loops. Yep he'll get used to this world, Amara thought.