Legolas walked briskly down the stone pavement.
The weather was cool and breezy, fallen leaves danced about the ground.
Quick footsteps behind the young elf sounded. Legolas held a rubber band, ready to fire at the offending figure. With a sharp turn on the heel, the elf wheeled and faced the smiling teen behind him.
"Don't you ever scare me like that again Estel." Legolas tucked his rubber band back into his pocket, sighing with relief.
It's Aragorn, not Estel," the teen gave him a small nudge. "Speak English for once, would you?"
Legolas laughed and raced down the street, leaving Aragorn behind.
"Typical elf." Aragorn muttered to himself and proceeded to catch up with Legolas.
"You shouldn't have punched him you know."
"Seriously, I thought it was best. Did you see that look on his face?" Eowyn said gleefully.
Eomer shook his head. He never really knew what to do with his sister, despite all the time they spent together.
Eowyn clutched her books tighter against her worn hoodie and let out a tinkling laugh.
"We've had one yes, but what about second breakfast?" Pippin nagged his friends on the way.
"I don't think anyone else knows about second breakfast, Pip."
"What about elevenses? Lunch? Tea? Dinner? Supper? They've got to know about those right?"
"Wouldn't count on that one."
The morning bell rang and all but a few students were already in their classes.
"The lion, known as panthera leo has a direct relation to the caracal, cheetah, leopard and such felines."
Radagast taught with at least one creature on his shoulder. Today it was a sparrow. A diagram of an African lion was drawn on the board, teeth, claws and all.
About an hour later, Radagast dismissed the students.
Homework: Prepare for Chapter 2 on wargs.
"Can anyone tell me the formula to find the volume of a pizza (as a cylinder) that has a radius 'z' and a height 'a'?"
Faramir was evidently not listening. He put his attention on a doodle of a small dragon instead.
A dark-haired she-elf stood up. "The volume can be defined as Pi*z*z*a."
The dwarven teacher nodded his head in approval.
Ignoring the dwarf's long rant about Pi, Faramir's mind wandered off to nowhere.
Flashback: Eowyn was ever so beautiful. She was almost like every other girl in Gondor High School, but somehow she was different at the same time. Since summer, Faramir has had feelings towards her, but he never had the courage...
Faramir labelled his doodle as "Smaug the Fiery and Minuscule" and shoved it away in his backpack.