South Ithilien High School

Somehow, surprisingly, I had managed to pull myself out of bed with the alarm that
morning. I hated how early I had to get up to get to school, it was just ridiculous. I got ready for school, grabbed a muffin and some coffee, then got in my dad's car. He dropped me off at the front entrance and I walked in, still sipping the warm coffee to help relieve the brisk fall morning. I frowned when I noticed Legolas sitting in a chair outside the office. He looked paler than usual and his head was in his hands. I took a seat next to him.

"Hey Legolas... are you alright?" I asked. I drew my coat around myself tightly as the door
opened and a cool breeze came in. My eyes widened when his arms were suddenly around me, his face buried in my chest. "L-Leggy...?"

"N-No," he sniffed sadly.

"Oh... hon..." I hugged him gently. "Don't cry..." He jumped off me immediately when the
office door opened. A tall, beautiful elf woman walked out, eyebrows furrowed and eyes glaring.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY MAN, BITCH?!" Alatariel snapped.

"Wow, what's up your ass? Wait... I don't even know you. Your man?"

"Yes, my man! Don't touch him, you slut!" she yelled.

"Where did you pick this one up?" I asked, turning to Legolas.

"Did you HEAR what I just said?!"

"Yes, I did, and I can assure you, so did everyone else within a mile wide radius," I said coolly.
"As you can see, I'm not touching him." She scoffed.

"Well, don't even LOOK at him. He's my fiance, and I don't want the likes of you coming
around," Alatariel said snootily.

"Ah, pardon me, it seems you've mistaken me for someone who gives a fuck," I said, pushing
her aside and giving Legolas a hug. "If I were you, I'd ditch this one. She appears to be slightly crazy." I walked away quickly, in no mood this morning to deal with someone like that. I quickly caught up to Boromir. "Hey Boromir... do you know who that chick with Legolas is? She said she was his fiancee," I said to him.

"Hey Isil- wait, fiancee?! LEGOLAS IS EN-" I quickly covered his mouth and pulled him into my
homeroom.

"Shh! I don't think he wants the whole WORLD to know, Boromir!" I squealed and pulled my
hand back when he licked it. "Ewwww! Gross!" I wiped it on his shirt.

"He has a FIANCEE?!" Boromir asked. I sat on my desk.

"I'm not sure. That's what the chick said. Legolas wasn't really... saying anything... he was really
upset this morning. I couldn't get him to tell me why before that psycho ran over..." I sighed. He sat down in my chair and I put my feet on his lap.

"...I'll text the others and see if they know what's going on." Boromir raised an eyebrow. "I'm
not a footrest," he pointed out.

I shrugged. "You are now."

"… I can accept that." He starting texting Strider, and started getting frustrated. "He knows
what's wrong, but he won't tell me!"

"Oh, he's SUCH a pain..." I jumped in shock and screamed as I was tackled by Pippin, Merry,
Sam, and Frodo. "Ah! Owww guuuuys! I know everyone else thinks your tiny, but you're NOOOOOT... my bodyyyy..."

"Did you have a good weekend, Isilwen?!" Pippin asked as they hopped off me.

"Yeah... it was good." I took Boromir's offered hand. "I can't believe you just tackled me off a
desk!" I poked his tummy. Eldarwen walked in, clutching a yogurt. She collapsed into the chair next to Boromir. "I tired Eldarwen out with my shopping skills, or lack thereof." Eldarwen just nodded and ate her yogurt. Gimli stormed in suddenly.

"Which of you hobbits dyed my beard!?" It was a shocking shade of pink. The hobbits were
giggling mercilessly at Gimli's distress and tormenting each other. Eldarwen was near comatose beside me and Boromir was watching the 'fight' with interest. I quietly took out my phone and sent a text to Legolas.



"Who ya textin?" Boromir asked, looking over my shoulder curiously.

"Ah! When did you get behind me?!" I shoved my phone back in my pocket. He started
laughing and pat my shoulder gently.

"You're funny. Was that Legolas? Is he okay?" he asked. The others quieted.

"He's fine... he just needed some advice," I said uncomfortably.

"You're lying," Frodo pointed out.

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are! You're a terrible liar! Your eyes dart all over the place!" Frodo said. The bell rang
and I grabbed my back.

"No they dooooon't!" I ran out quickly, easily getting swept up in the crowd of people and lost
to their eyes.

~~~~

When the bell for third period rang, I practically ran to the music room. "Legolasssss!" I took my
seat beside him. "Are you feeling any better?" I asked.

"What is SHE doing here?!" A shrill voice met my ears and I winced.

"Nooo... that's just... nooo," I said. Legolas sighed.

"She's in this class, Alatariel. You can't kick her out. Sorry," he said.

"That is just... unacceptable! Can't she sit somewhere else?!" she screeched.

"… You don't have many friends, do you?" I asked her. "NO, I can't. We have certain seats in this
class. You'll just have to go pout somewhere else." She stomped off and sat in the corner, pouting. I sighed. "The only way for you to get out of this is to... tell your father?" I asked.
Legolas sighed and nodded. "Yeah, unfortunately..." he rubbed his head. "I don't want to
disappoint him..." He raised his hand when Mr. Billoufourte stepped out.

"Um... yes Legolas?" he looked taken aback.

"Isilwen and I wanted to put together our own duet... can we go in one of the practice rooms?"
Legolas asked. Mr. Billoufourte hesitated, but nodded.

"Of course... just make sure you practice our other pieces too..." He waved us off. Legolas
grabbed my arm and we practically ran to the back room.

"Well... that temporarily takes care of the fiancee problem," he sighed, pulling out some
music.

~~~~

It was lunch time, and I was starving. Legolas and I had just sat down at our usual table when
Alatarial ran over and dragged him off to another, with a bunch of rich, snobby elves. I sighed and shook my head. That girl was just annoying. I jumped in surprise when someone sat down beside me.

"What's up?" It was Boromir. I shrugged.

"Nothing much. Just... Alatariel has to be the most ANNOYING elfbitch I've ever met."

"Have you met many elfbitches?" Boromir asked seriously, with a raised eyebrow. "I mean,
they are a pretty rare subspecies of elf." I giggled softly.

"Very true," I smiled. He smiled back and ate his fish sticks. It didn't take long for Eldarwen to
join us. "Hey Eldarwen. You seemed cranky this morning."

"Ugh, I'm so tiiiired," she complained.

"I know right? It's just one of those days..." I said. She nodded in agreement. Strider came over
and stood by his usual chair.

"Um... where's Legolas?" he asked hesitantly.

"Oh, NOW you care!" I snapped. "He's over there with his fiancee." Boromir jumped at my
sudden change of attitude.

"Dude, what did you do?" Boromir asked, eyes wide. Strider looked slightly guilty as he
offered Legolas' empty chair to Arwen.

"You guys don't mind if she joins, since Legolas isn't here, right?" he asked. We all shrugged,
but I tossed him a slight glare that he caught. "Um..."

"Don't 'um...' me, mister! I know what you did. That's just cruel," I said. I noticed the sad look
Legolas gave us as Arwen had sat in his place. "You can't just go off and do that and expect everything to be okay!" Of course Boromir, Arwen and Eldarwen were giving us odd looks, as they didn't know what the conversation was about. Strider paled slightly.

"Oh... so you know...?" he asked guiltily, clearly uncomfortable.

"Yeah, I do. Not cool, dude. But I can't really be mad about it... so I'm just going to tell you I
highly disapprove of what you did." I flicked a cherry tomato at him.

"Yeah... I think I do too," he sighed.

"Are either of you going to tell us what you're talking about?" Eldarwen asked in frustration.

"No," Strider and I said in unison. Boromir just looked at Eldarwen and Arwen.

"I'm so confused..." he said. Arwen nodded in agreement and we all finished our lunch in a
slightly uncomfortable silence.