A/N: alright guys, i havent got ANY reviews on my last chapter): and on top of it all, i failed my science test!:O aghhhhhhh well, this chapter is about our other two friends. wait, dont you mean two kendall? no i dont, ginger will be introduced in her new world in a later chapter... duh, duh, DUUUUH! SUSPENSE!:D well , i hope u like this chapter, and i will be putting up another chapter today

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Chapter 3: Two Different Places and Races

Laura woke up in a bed, it was soft and smelled like flowers. The sun shone through her window and made her eyes hurt when she opened them. Everything was blurry, the sleepover, the rustling of someone pulling back her sheets... The pain.

Yawning she sat up, "I must be in the ICU at the hospital..." she mumbled to herself, rubbing her head.

"ICU?" a voice said.

"Who is that?" Laura said, jumping at the voice.

"You are in the House of Elrond. At Rivendell." the deep, but calming voice said once again. This time, a man stepped out from behind the shadows. He was tall and tan, with dark, long brown hair and deep brown eyes. He seemed in his late forties, early fifties. But Laura's guess was very wrong.

"Where?" she asked, looking at her surroundings.

"Rivendell. You were found not to far from outside the gates. You were wounded and pale. I brought you in and nursed you back to health."

"Thank you. Now, how do I get back home?" Laura asked, swinging her legs over the side of her bed.

"I would advise you stay here until another elf from where you come from, arrives here looking for you."

"Elf?" Laura asked, suddenly very confused.

"You are elf, are you not?" Elrond asked.

"No. I'm human. I am Laura Schlosser the human." Laura said, becoming more upset.

"You are very much wrong, Laura Schlosser. I would feel the tips of your ears if I were as confused as you." the man said, motioning to her ears and the mirror.

"My ears?" Laura said, her mouth gaping. She lifted her hands slowly, afraid of what she was going to find. Running her hand along the side of her ear, she found the tips of her ears form into a point. Pointy ears? She didn't believe it, she ran to the mirror and gasped at what she saw. She admitted she was the tallest of her friends, but she was now much taller, 6'3" to be exact. Her hair was much longer and totally pin straight. And her ears, they were pointed at the tips! What in the world was she looking at in the reflection? It was like, it was her, but at the same time it wasn't.

"What the deuce?" Laura said, beginning to tremble.

"Excuse me?" the man asked.

"Where am I?" Laura demanded in sudden rage.

"Middle Earth. The House of Elrond in Rivendell. And if your wondering who I might be, I am Lord Elrond." he said, opening the curtains from a window. He swept his hand in front of the window, wanting her to come and look outside.

Laura eyed him suspiciously and made her way to the window. It was beautiful. There was a waterfall down to the far right, the land was full of greens and yellows, and a river ran through it all. There were many houses, or condos it seemed to Laura. The sun was shining on a valley below and some elves were walking around the courts peacefully.

"Wow..." was all she could say.

"Marvelous, isn't it? How old are you, may I ask?"

"Fourteen." Laura replied dreamily.

Elrond shook his head and gasped, "Impossible!" he exclaimed, with a small chuckle.

"How? I think I know how old I am..."

"You must be at least two thousand years old... All of the elves that have seen you the past three days have estimated that you are at least that old. Am I wrong?" he asked.

Laura's jaw nearly hit the floor, two thousand? She examined herself in the mirror once more, he was right. She did not look like her awkward, gangly fourteen year old self anymore. She was beautiful and glowing, and did look older. Much, older.

"I guess, yes.." Laura said hesitantly.

"You are distressed. Do not be, time will tell what your fate is and give you an answer." Elrond said. And with that last word, he swept quietly out of the room.

Laura began to twirl around in her new dress she had on, she was an elf. A beautiful, stunning elf. But where were Diamond and Karolyn? Were they here with her to? What was to become of her new life. She had been murdered, and rose from the dead, in a way... She sat on the side of her bed, and buried her face in her hands, sobbing. What was happening?

The twins were separated. Genevieve woke up to find herself in a small house, she thought, it was warm and cozy and smelled of smoke. She sat up, dazed with a bit of blurry vision. The door opened and a small man strode in, carrying a tray of tea and bread. He spun around and jumped at the sight of her sitting up.

"Oi, lassie your awake! Been sleepin' for about three days now! Found you just outside the road here at Bree. What would a young hobbit lass like you be doing wandering around alone? Specially outside the Shire!" the man spoke suddenly.

Genevieve shook her head, "Excuse me, shire? Hobbit? I'm a human you got it all wrong..." she said to the confused man.

"I'm Barliman Butterbur, call me Barli! But pardon miss, you are a hobbit. Look at your feet and ears! Plus, your much shorter than me..."

Genevieve stood up and walked to a mirror, she screamed and stepped backwards upon the sight she saw. She WAS tiny, with pointed ears and large, hairy feet. "Impossible! I must be dead... Am I in heaven?" Genevieve asked, spinning around with silent tears flowing down her cheeks.

"No! Not heaven, your in Bree! Just outside the Barrow Downs, which is outside of the Shire! Your in Middle Earth." Barliman added.

"Middle Earth? Oh my god. Where is my twin sister Ginger?" she finally screamed at the man.

"You were alone! I didn't see any twin of yours. I'm sorry to interrupt our lovely conversation," Barliman added sarcastically and scoffed, "But if your gonna stay here, your gonna have to work here! Put on an apron in the back of the kitchen and you can be a waitress to my loyal customers! You can start today, as soon as you feel better. Which I hope is soon..." Barliman said, walking to the door and slamming it.

Genevieve's mouth hung in utter horror, and shock. Where was she?

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