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CH.1 Sweet sixteen.
Willow ,as always,wakes before dawn begins to show its first gray light. Her windows hang open as a lazy breeze comes in causing the curtains hiding a tiny room to be blown about. She watches them flap around for a few seconds .She feels perfectly peaceful and happy for a short moment before she remembers it is her sixteenth birthday .
Her legal guardian would be throwing her a party of some sort most likely. One of the main emotions that she feels when she thinks of a birthday party for HER is dread. Emphasis on the her part 'cause any one else's birthday party would make her happy and she would enjoy her self. She smirks at the fact that her birthday fills her with dread and loathing. Most girls would be jumping up and down and screeching at the top of their lungs.
“OMG! Today is my sweet sixteen! Best text my Bff's to make sure there are no last minute changes.”
Willow chuckles at the turn her thoughts have taken. Then she yells at the top of her lungs.
“Alright, time to face the music. ”
Willow is a Lord of the Rings fan. No she is not a total die hard for it and she dose not want to be transported to M.E be a Mary sue and marry Legolas. The only time she ever thought of what she would do if she was ever transported to M.E she decided she would learn how to wield a sword and keep at it until she could defeat Glorifindel. Or maybe till she could tie both twins naked to a tree outside of Lord Erestor's windows. Teheh that would be extremely fun. Also she wanted to take archery lessons, because she already knows how to shot and elves have the best aim. What archer would not want to learn form them?
“Well my precious should we wear green today? No, my precious much to bright and nasty of a color it is yes precious much to nasty of a color. We should wear black, much nicer of a color it is precious. No love, nasty orcs wear blacks and other dark and nasty colors. So do smexy elf lords. Oh my gosh. I sound like a fangirl that would rather tackle than talk.”
Willow collapses into laughter after that little conversation with her self and decides to wear green.
“Willow can I come in?”Willow's “legal guardian” Laurie has learned through experience that it was best to knock in the early morning, because she can be, unperdictable .
“Of course you can.” Willow responded in an annoyingly peppy voice. Of course willow was thinking. If you are in here to tell me you are throwing me the biggest sweet sixteen ever I will throw you out the window.
“Guess what were doing today willow”Laurie said in a sing song voice. Of course Laurie was thinking. Ooh! I just know she will love this party.
“ Ummmmm? Going to oz while dinning with a gaggle of purple and orange monkeys?”
“No, no, Willow, no.”
“OK-aaay, ummmmm, going to Scotland wearing a neon green kilt and drinking the best pint of ale ever?” And of course willow says this all with a really bad Scots accent.
“What!?No take this seriously and actually guess willow!” Laurie is fuming mad as she says this.
“Doodle Monkeys! Fine your throwing me a birthday party.”
“No you goose. Guess agaheen” Laurie says again in a sing song voice that makes again sound like AG-A-HE-EN. Go figure she must've eaten a magic mushroom.(Lil shrug and kicking of incriminating evidence out window by authoress. “What? Her being high makes it all the funnier. )
Goose? Did she just call me a goose? Seriously!!! “Did you seriously call me a goose?Also just tell me what we are doing.”
“Fine,”overly dramatic sigh, “I called you a goose, annnnd...”pauses to sniffle, “ we are having
a Lord of the Rings movie watching party.”
As she finishes her sentence willow just sort of lets her mouth hang open in an oohhhh so lady like manner.
She finally realizes what she is doing and snaps her mouth closed. After about another 5 mill. seconds of silence she exclaims “I thought you said that you weren't throwing me a birthday party!”
“Silly its not a birthday party its a Lord of the Rings movie party..... that just happens to be on your birthday with cake and presents.”
“ Not much of a difference there Laurie. What exactly do you mean by Lord of the Rings movie watching party? Also, what is behind your back?”
Laurie pulls the present from behind her back while saying “ And behind door number one issss.... your first present of the day!”
“And yes there is tons of difference. You have to wear this dress to the party by the way.” Frankly Laurie has this...UHHHH...,Gleeful, look in her eyes as she hands Willow the box with the dress inside.
Alright let's see what sort of horrific, blinding pink mess they have gotten me now. As she thinks these pessimistic,ungrateful thoughts she finishes opening the box and.....Oh my...“Yeeeeeeh! Oh My! Yes! OH MY GOSH! Thank you!”
The dress and shoes are emerald green with forest green accents. the shoes jade are flats with Kelly, forest,shamrock, and office green beads making leaves with brown beads making the branches. There are also at least five different shades of blue beads making a bunch of little flowers all over the front of the shoe. There are also around twenty ribbons as well and no two are the same shade. there is also a black and jade necklace, emerald earrings, and a bunch of bracelets.
“And thats not all. Behind door number two is a poster of the scenein the movie when Arwen got Frodo.”
“ Still don't like that scene but ,Whatever that's cool. If you leave I'll change and we'll party like there's no tomorrow.”
“Willow! I'm shocked. At least make sure to use a condom if you are going to be such a wanton!”(Did you get it. Cause if you didn't you should read more Shakespeare) Laurie,of course, is laughing her butt off before she even finishes saying “condom”. How mature is she?
“Laurie you are so frigging dirty minded! Just get out.”
“Alright sweaty. Oh yeah the party is at the movie theater.”
“Geez. What are ya eighty or something?”
“Shut-up!”
“Shut-up is not a nice word Laurie. For shame.” Willow says this while she shakes here finger a Laurie.
“Fine, I'm leaving, don't get your pantaloons in a knot granny.”
Tasarë = Willow-tree in Quenya
Oh My Gosh. I'm actually enjoying myself. The fact that Willow is actually enjoying herself is a shocker to her 'cuz she cannot remember the last time that she had enjoyed one of her “Birthday parties”. Of course she knew it was overly perfect and that it wasn't going to last. Something has to happen. Something always happens.
So willow wastes the next hour practically watching for disaster to strike. Guess nothing is going to happen. Willow thinks this right as the sun finishes setting. (This is where She makes a major mistake. She is letting her guard down before midnight.) Nearly instantly as she finishes this thought the ground begins to shake and everyone runs around like chickens with their heads cut off.
“ Laurie, what the he...”
Obviously before she could finish her thought the ground heaves out from under her knocking her to the ground.
"EARTTHQUAKE!"
She looks up just in to she everything falling off the walls, everyone falling on their butts. And the giant soda macine about to fall on her. And of course what she is thinking right as the soda macine falls on her is..... Oh shit.
LAURIE'S POINT OF VIEW
"I know it's great! She's actually enjoying her party this year."
"Of course she is. Lord of the Rings is on her top ten favorite boks list. Why wouldn't she enjoy her self?"
"Well...."
CRASH"Ouff!what in the world is going on!"
"Laurie what the he..."
"EARTHQUAKE!"
WASHOK!CRASHCRUNCH!
"OHMIGOSHWILLOW!"
LATER....
"I'm sorry ma'm she's dead." says the parimetic.
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