What's a Little Food Fight?

"Now remember you're seventeen, you're birthday is July 3rd and you are from New York."

Brittany, Amara and Legolas stayed up half the night trying to fill out his transfer stuff and come up with a decent name for the elf.

Flashback

"What is wrong with the name I have?" Legolas asked trying to wrench Brittany's hand from his blonde locks. He shot her a glare and she instantly stopped, but when he turned his back around in his chair to face Amara she was back at it.

"Well not many boys around here have elvish names."

Going through names from A to Z Legolas settled on one that came to his liking.

End of Flashback

Amara guided Legolas through the crowded halls of Baker High, her high school. Both were to report to the principal's office for instructions. Curious stares followed Legolas among them whispers. He may have been dressed like a normal person but he still had the qualities of an elf. He was taller than anyone, had the purest blond hair and piercing blue eyes while everyone else's was probably a dye job or colored contacts.

His ears though were hidden well from everyone's sight. They stopped outside a door marked in white letters.

"Ready Adam," Amara asked stressing on his given name.

"Yes," Legolas replied with a blank expression.

Opening the door Amara planted a fake smile on her face. "Good morning Mr. Willis."

"Good morning Miss Hathaway, my star pupil. Ahhh and this must be the new transfer student Mr.," he scrambled over some papers to find Legolas' name.

Mr. Willis was a chubby man who had beady eyes and everyone knew he had a shiny bald spot which he covered with a dark rug that didn't quite match the rest of his remaining hair.

"Mr. Johnson," he finally said.

"Thank you for allowing me to transfer to this school," Legolas said.

Amara nodded her head with approval. 'Getting on good terms with the principal is always a plus,' she thought.

Mr. Willis smiled, "I think I like you already kid."

Legolas smiled to himself knowing the principal would find it more than interesting to know he was actually older than him and probably reconsider calling him a kid.

While the principal drowned out the school rules, Amara zoned out something she did best. Fiddling with the mug of pencils on Mr. Willis' desk, she didn't hear him calling her name, nor the second time.

"Miss Hathaway!" Mr. Willis finally yelled.

Startled she jumped knocking the mug full of pencils off the desk.

"S-sorry," Amara hurriedly apologized while picking up the fallen pens. Legolas bent down to help her.

"Now Amara I trust you will help Adam here around the school." Mr. Willis said ignoring Amara's small mishap.

Amara nodded.

Handing him his schedule Mr. Willis wished him good luck.

"Diola lle."

Mr. Willis looked confused.

"Well we should go Mr. Willis you know plenty of classes to attend." Amara quickly guided Legolas from the office covering up his blunder.

"Sorry I slipped," Legolas apologized.

"I see," Amara said raising an eyebrow. She took his schedule from his hand and scanned it over. Nodding with approval she looked back to him.

"You've got your first four classes with me and your last two with Brittany so at least you'll know somebody."

"What's our first class?"

"English."

Legolas followed Amara up the stairs and through endless crowds of teenagers.

"They teach you your own native language?"

"Come on Legolas you want to get the best seats."

The two walked inside the classroom to find it slightly filled with students throwing paper balls. Amara went in unnoticed but Legolas had no such luck. All paper balls seized flying in the air. Numerous sets of eyes followed the elf as he took the seat next to Amara in the back of the class. Whispers fell thick in the air of the classroom.

Leaning towards Legolas she whispered, "It's no big deal they always do this when fresh meat comes."

The teacher, a tall man walked through the door just as the bell rang signaling the start of class. All talking seized. The teacher looked over the attendance list.

"I see we have a new student. Adam Johnson."

Legolas looked up, "Yes."

"Welcome Adam I trust you are smarter than this lot." At that comment the students went wild. Legolas smiled finding the reaction amusing. Amara took a side glance at his smiling face and covered her own with a hand.

"And so it begins," she mumbled.

The day went more smoothly for Legolas than it did for Amara. While Legolas spent time impressing the teachers with his intelligence, she sat back and tried to be as invisible as possible, but today of all days that was never to happen.

"I don't see why you hate school Amara, tis quite enjoyable." Legolas spoke, walking down the stairs with Amara. Not used to being spoken to at school besides Brittany Amara fidgeted with the straps of her back pack.

"You'll find out sooner or later why I don't like school, besides the only reason you seem to be enjoying it is because all the teachers like you so far. And why wouldn't they you know like every answer and that's only because you're ancient. But just wait till you get to World History, we'll see who's smart then," she whispered deeply.

Legolas wrinkled his brow. "I beg your pardon, I am not ancient."

"Come on you're like two thousand something."

"There are elves much older than I back home."

Amara turned to see if anybody was listening, when no one was she carried on.

"I'm sure there are but your still pretty old."

Dropping the subject Legolas asked what their next class was. Amara dropped from the last step and turned to look at Legolas, her glasses slightly slipping from the bridge of her nose.

"Lunch," was all she said pushing the glasses back to her eyes. "I don't suggest you eat anything from the cafeteria we're going to hit the vending machines."

Amara kept talking but stopped as Legolas abruptly stopped walking. Not wanting to look ahead she rammed her head into Legolas' arm repeatedly.

"No. No. No," she repeated. "Why can't you just leave me alone?"

"Well if it isn't my old pal brace face." There in front of them stood the tall attractive Carie Peterson. She tossed her strawberry blonde hair and turned from a steaming mad Amara to set her attention on Legolas.

Showing him a dazzling smile she asked, "You're Adam the new guy right?"

"Yes and you are?"

Amara butted in just as Carie went to shake Legolas' hand.

"She is not available as in you have a boyfriend so stop flirting with Le- I mean Adam here."

Carie turned to glare at Amara who was never as bold to speak to her.

"Shut up metal mouth, you're a dork and you'll always be one. Why are you hanging with a girl like that when you clearly have what it takes to hang with the A crowd."

Carie's click behind her nodded with approval. Legolas looked at Amara who had cast her eyes down. She might not dress like Carie, Legolas noticed her jeans with loose holes in various places and her shirt the said Weezer in bold letters, but she was a true friend that much he knew.

"You know Adam I'll understand if you wanna have lunch with Carie and her click." Amara said nodding to him.

"No Amara I would rather have lunch with an orc than to have lunch with Carie. Amara has something you seem to be lacking and that is heart. The way you treat others clearly tells me what type of person you are and I would never join this A crowd if it meant that I would have to be around people such as yourself."

Carie stood appalled. She put her hand on her chest as if utterly shocked that anyone would talk to her like that. Amara snorted with laughter. Legolas offered Amara his arm and she took it with a smile. Together they walked to the cafeteria leaving Carie and her click dumbfounded.

Amara and Legolas sat down at the table where Brittany was seated.

"You will never guess what Leggles here did." Amara slammed her tray full of vending machine snacks down on the table.

"What," Brittany looked up from her food eager for a good story.

"Tis nothing." Legolas said taking the apple from Brittany's lunch tray.

"Nothing? You are kidding right? Nobody has ever talked to Carie like that." Amara exclaimed.

Brittany watched the two go back and fourth disagreeing. "What happened?"

Amara stopped talking and faced Brittany telling her the whole story. Brittany gaped wide eyed at Legolas. "You had a chance to join the A crowd and you didn't take it?"

Amara elbowed Brittany. Stuffing a Twinkie in her mouth she got up to throw the wrapper away and tripped on a banana peel falling flat on her face. The whole cafeteria stopped and erupted with laughter. Getting up with a bright red face she sunk down in her chair.

"Are you alright," Legolas asked over Brittany's laughter.

"Permission to die now?" Amara said embarrassed.

Brittany kept laughing after everyone stopped.

"It's over now." Amara said angrily.

"Not until you wipe the banana from your butt," having said that she laughed even harder. Legolas shot her a warning look. Wiping the banana from her back side she didn't notice Brad walk up but he wasn't there to see her.

There was a bandage over what looked to be a blue bruise over his nose. 'Wow I did that?' Amara pondered when she saw him.

"What do you want Brad," Brittany asked.

He shot a glare towards her. "I'm not here to talk with dweebs. You," he pointed to Legolas. "My girlfriend tells me you down talked her."

"No I spoke to her the truth," Legolas said standing.

Carie had told Brad about what Legolas had said. Now he looked like he was going to fight him right there in the cafeteria. 'He stood up for me now it's my turn. I just wish it wasn't Brad.' She thought with a bright idea bouncing in her head. Standing up, Amara took a handful of Brittany's mash potatoes.

"What are you doing?" Brittany asked.

Not wasting any time, Amara threw the handful of mash potatoes at Brad who was staring daggers at Legolas. Brad wiped the food from his face and glared at Amara. She almost thought he was going to attack her but instead he took up Brittany's whole plate of cafeteria slop and tossed it, only Amara ducked and it hit a boy across the room square in the face.

"Hey," he shouted and threw his own lunch aiming for Brad but it hit Brittany. Amara laughed with hysterics. Legolas broke into a grin. Still laughing, Amara never saw the pudding coming at her that Brittany took up to smash in her face. Her glasses dripped with chocolate pudding but she wiped only her lenses.

Legolas couldn't hold it in any longer. His laughter echoed through the noisy room. Angry, Amara took up jello off a girl's plate and tossed it at him. Swiftly Legolas ducked and the jello sailed across the room and it hit a girl who was busy gabbing to her many friends.

A boy stood up and yelled loud and clear, "FOOD FIGHT," setting the whole cafeteria in a throwing food rage. Soon, Legolas, Amara and Brittany were covered with everything on the menu plus.

"I still do not understand why you hate school." Legolas said from underneath a lunch table.

Amara finished throwing a hand full of carrots at her random target and ducked back underneath the table. Picking spaghetti from Legolas' blonde hair, she laughed. "What's a little food fight to lighten the day up?"

Taking a finger Legolas ran it through the chocolate pudding on Amara's cheek and tasted it.

"Good though I do not think I will ever understand you."

"Fine," Amara said laughing and throwing more food from their hiding spot. "I wouldn't want it any other way."