Chapter 3: ‘Guilty By Association’- Linkin Park
‘I wanna
run away, never say good bye, I wanna know the truth, instead of wondrin’
why, I wanna know the answers, no more lies, I wanna shut the door, and
open up my mind.’
A sudden
buzzing filled the ears of one Leonardo Thranduil. He groaned, wordlessly
slapping the alarm clock off the nightstand, effectively shutting it down.
“Leonardo!
Get down here for school or you’ll be late again!” That got Leo’s sleepy
attention. He sat up, rubbing sleep from his bright green eyes. “Leonardo!”
“Oh,
will you bloody wait a minute, mum!” Cautiously he stretched, feeling an
unfamiliar cramp where his hips met his legs. “Damn growth spurts.” He
grumbled, standing up. For a split second he felt almost, confused… but
then shook it off. “Note to self: never study till one in the bloody morning
for a midterm.”
After
Leo dressed, which was in his normal baggy, ratty jeans and a t- shirt,
he darted down stairs. He walked into the kitchen, yawning noisily. The
sound of breaking glass caught his attention.
“Mum,
you al’ight?” His mother was staring at him, looking almost wistful. “Mum?”
Suddenly she shook her head, seemingly coming out of her spell.
“I’m
fine, Leo, just… you certainly got taller. And thinner. What did you do
last night, stretch yourself on a rack?” He gave a half hearted smile and
sat down at the table, nibbling on a piece of toast. “And don’t you comb
your hair?” He jerked his long, blonde hair from her grasp as he stood,
shaking it over his shoulder.
“Yes,
mum, but you always mess it up. Now, I gotta go. I’m supposed to meet up
with Kat, Janine, Geri and Blossom today.” He gave her another smile as
he darted out the door. “We’re gonna go see that Tolkien movie today.”
His mother watched him, frowning slightly as he darted out to catch the
bus.
“Has
he come into his memory yet?” She let out a startled scream as the voice
spoke, seemingly coming from nowhere. She turned to face an older man with
a gray beard behind her. She tried to smile.
“No,
Mithrandir. Not yet. What if he isn’t… you know who?” The man smiled, his
bright blue eyes shinning.
“He
is, he is. Only the crowned prince would have an aura like his own.”
“’ey!
You lousy birds, wait up!” Kat spun around, facing one of her best friends
as he ran up, his blonde hair caught in the wind. Janine chuckled next
to her, tossing her brown hair aside. Kat tucked a strand of her fuchsia
hair behind her ear; it had come undone from the tiny buns that were all
over. “Aye, you’ll be the death of me. So, what exams do we have today?”
Kat laughed as Janine smirked. “What?”
“It’s
Saturday, Leo. This is New York. We don’t have school on Saturdays.” Leo
felt his face tinge red as the two girls smirked. “So, woke up in British
time again?”
“You
don’t know the half of it.” HE grumbled, deciding to sit down in the middle
of the sidewalk. “I grew 3 more bloody inches, and my hair got longer too.
I mean, come on. I can understand a growth spurt but this is ridicules.”
Janine smiled and let a hand drop to his shoulder.
“Leo,
it’s cool. People are all different. You especially.” That sent the girls
into another fit of laughter while Leo just pouted.
“Damn
birds.”