Disclaimer: I don't own the land Jenny, Lindsey, Katie, and Shelby are unknowingly standing on.

Warning: This story is constantly being edited because there is always something I don't like with it. That, and I keep finding stupid grammer/spelling mistakes. Grrrrr.

My Ears!!

I was never a devout Christian like Shelby, Jenny, and Lindsey. I always liked to keep my options open. Actually before I … died (cringe) I was leaning toward Buddhism or Deism; odd because I had just gone through Confirmation (it's a Catholic thing). For those of you who are familiar with Confirmation, yes, I know, bad me.

I always had liked the idea of reincarnation though. Getting to start over, a second chance was more appealing than the chance of going to Hell. Don't get me wrong or anything, I wasn't a horrible person. I abided by the laws, got good grades, never killed anyone, and even though I feel that there is something out there, somehow I don't think God would take kindly to my not totally believing in him. Have I confused you yet? Anyway, the point is that I wasn't convinced we were in Heaven. Besides, there should be angels or a huge gate by us or something, right? I mean if we were actually in Heaven? Oh I don't know!

I gave an angry sigh and internally struggled with whether or not I should voice my concerns with the others. I didn't want to hurt them if it turned out I was right and we weren't in Heaven, especially Shelby. She was so sure we were up in Heaven. She was probably already thinking about getting to be an angel. But, they're supposed to be my friends and best friends are supposed to tell each other everything … right? So I should say that I can't figure out how they're so sure about this, right?

I was torn up inside, split in two. For a moment I was glad that neither of my friends noticed my uneasiness, my apprehension - my worry.

I reached up to tug on the top of my ear, a habit that formed when I debated over getting the cartilage in my ear pierced. I never did, sticking to just two piercings in each ear, but it was too late, and the habit had stuck.

I don't know whether it was a delayed reaction or if I was just too busy with my thoughts, but it took a while before I realized that something was wrong with my wonderful, only twice-pierced, ear.

"Oh no," I mumbled, my voice full of worry as I started to sit up, "Oh no, oh no, oh no!" I shook my head gripping my ears.

"What's wrong, Katie?" Shelby asked, propping herself up on one elbow.

I ran my fingers up along my ears frantically tracing their shape, praying I was mistaken, that what I initially thought wasn't true. Finally, closing my eyes, I let my hands fall to the ground.

"This cannot be happening,"

"What can't?"

All three of my friends were looking at me, probably afraid I was falling back into the denial of my death.

"This!" I cried getting to my feet, jabbing at my ear.

"Your ear?" Lindsey asked slowly and carefully. I would have said 'drawled' but she seemed to worried for that.

"Yes my ear! Don't you see it?!"

"See what?"

It was Jenny, and she tilted her head at the same time to give me one of those looks. You know the questioning and curious ones, the ones that wonder if you're going crazy. The same ones I seem to be getting right now from everyone.

"It's pointed!"

It took them a moment, but they figured out what I was talking about. Ye Gods, how slow can you be?

"Your ears are pointed?" Skepticism filled the carrot top's voice.

"Are you sure?" Lindsey added.

"YES!"

"'cause, I mean, you could be wrong," Shelby's voice was careful, as if she didn't want to make me more upset than I already was.

I stood there looking at my friends, reading the disbelief on their faces. Slowly my anger drained out of me leaving only the raw determination to prove that I was right, that I wasn't mistaken, that my ears really were pointed.

"Fine," I said running my fingers over my head and through my hair, "If you don't believe me then just look."

"Katie - " one of them began.

"Just humor me, ok?" the aggravation started to return to my voice.

"Ok," Shelby consented, grunting as she rose to her feet, "let's take a look."

I turned to the side giving her a better view of my ears and crossed my arms. She leaned in brushing away a few brunette strands of hair as I waited.

"Well," Jenny prompted.

Shelby gently ran her finger over my ear, tracing its outline. I shivered at the touch.

"It's real," awe flooded through the blonde's voice.

"No way," Lindsey rose to her feet with Jenny not far behind.

"It's true!" I could hear the excitement starting to bubble in Shelby's voice, "I mean it's not like their super pointy or anything, but still, Katie has elf ears!" I couldn't help but grin. For a moment there I thought I was going crazy.

"See, I told you they were pointed," I said all smug like.

"You weren't kidding," Lindsey remarked looking at one of my ears.

"That is so weird," Jenny had started poking my other ear.

"Man, I wish I had elf ears," whined Shelby, "You're so lucky, Katie."

"Really? Because I feel a little wierded out and annoyed that certain people won't stop poking my ear," I shot the last part at Jenny who dropped her hand and huffed a "fine". I grinned at the red head, "Although I have to admit this is pretty cool."

"Wouldn't it be cool if we all had elf ears and instead of being in Heaven we were in, like, some alternate universe?" longing had filled the blonde's voice.

This was probably Shelby's greatest dream; to suddenly grow elf ears, get magic powers, and be thrown into a whirl-wind adventure, maybe even finding love along the way. Yeah, a total Mary-Sue.

Crazy right? Yes, and unfortunately I myself have dreamt the same thing many times. I, unlike my little friend though, keep those thoughts locked away where they can't interfere with my sanity and are only brought out to play with on few occasions.

Yes, you may laugh now, however, pity is also accepted. You can place it in my Pity Bank (which looks like my Piggy Bank except it doesn't have a red bow), but you know that you've thought of it too.

"Well, Shelby, if you would just keep still we might be able to see if your ears are pointed or not," Lindsey teased.

She immediately became as still as a statue. I wanted to laugh.

Lindsey walked over, the dress she was wearing swishing from her movement. Shelby grinned in excitement as Lindsey pulled back the blonde's hair. The shape of her ears was obvious.

"So, are they pointed or what?" Shelby's impatience showing through her voice.

"Yup, even more than Katie's" Lindsey's answer was simple and a smile broke out on her face.

"Really?" Shelby lifted a hand to her ear and felt it, "This is so COOL!" Shelby shouted, punching a fist into the air, "I'm an Elf!" I was about to tell her that the Elf part might not be true when she started to bounce up and down, words falling out of her mouth a hundred miles a minute. "Oh my God, I can't believe it! This is so awesome! Lindsey, Jenny do you guys have pointy ears too?"

The two of them looked at each other. "I have no idea," Jenny admitted, shrugging her shoulders.

"Well look already!" Apparently Shelby was very impatient to find out her friends fate. Ok, wrong word (it sounds to ominous), but you get what I mean.

Jenny and Lindsey raised their hands and felt their ears. Their hair and hands got in the way of Shelby's and my view, but I was pretty sure of what the outcome would be.

"Well, this is odd," Jenny's voice was soft and I knew I was right.

Lindsey shook her head, "Elf ears, personally, I never thought it could happen."

Shelby let out a whoop of excitement. I watched as the blonde hugged the girls with so much force she almost knocked them down.

Now if only I could figure out where we were and why the hell we were wearing dresses.

Author's Note: Yay! I got reviews and I didn't even have to ask! Or did I? I don't quite remember. Anyway, thank you and Elowyn, I hope you enjoy this, because it's for you that I'm writing this riduculous story. You owe me Chocolate Fudge Pop-Tarts girl!