A reunion with the bullies (part 2)

Chapter 2

It was Friday night and Charlotte is getting ready for the reunion. Tom would pick her up from her place at 6 pm. She had bought a strapless dark dress with the helm above her knees. She usually didn’t wear high heels so getting use to them on her feet took a while but she quickly learned. They were black with 3 inch heels. Her brown hair was tied up with a hair clip so her neck was bare. Some light make-up and she was ready. When Tom picked her up from her apartment, his jaws drop. He had never really seen her dressed up like that before. He had always seen her as a really good friend but now he saw her in a different light. He was dressed in a black suit with a matching tie. He always looked handsome but this night would be special. They didn’t know it yet but the reunion would change everything. He had parked his Jaguar in front of her flat of departments. The trip to her school took about an hour. The closer they got, more nervous she became. She was going to meet her bullies again. Tom could clearly see she didn’t want to go.

“Don’t worry. Everything will be fine. If you want to leave early just say so”

She nodded without looking at him. He parked the car on the school’s parking lot. The music from the building was heard to the outside. People had already arrived. They entered a huge building with pillars. There were outside candles on each side of the steps. The front door was open so they stepped in. Charlotte looked around the hall and left her jacket to the intendant that was in charge of the clothes. The reunion was in the reception room. There were different kinds of decorations on the walls and a big banner that said “Class of 1995”. When they stepped into the hall everything seemed to stop.

 

Flashback

It was a disco night. Charlotte hated them but she was forced to attend. She had a dress on with flowers and her hair was loose. She stood in the corner of the hall and looked at the dancing people. Annabel and her friends were on the dance floor as usual. She was always flirty with the boys in the class. Especially with one called Paul. He had brown hair and blue eyes. He was one of the cutest boys in school. Charlotte liked him a little bit. He was always really nice but he could be nasty. He didn’t seem to mind attention but yet she liked him. He got off the dance floor and got to the table with the punch and things to eat. Annabel had gone to the bathroom with her friends. It was time to pick up the courage to talk to him. Charlotte approached him and took a glass to take some punch.

“Hi Paul” She said and smiled

“Hi” He replied and looked to the dance floor where people were dancing

“Nice disco”

“What?” He turned to look at her

“Nice disco” She raised her voice

“Yep” He took a sweet in his hand and ate it

She took a sip from her glass and put it down on the table. His eyes were back on the dance floor.

“Want to dance?”

“Sorry” He quickly glimpsed at her

“Want to dance?” She repeated and he looked back at her

“Yeah but not with you”

“Why not?”

“You’re too ugly for my taste” He looked at the dance floor and saw Annabel come back so he left

Charlotte was devastated. She was rejected by her crush. She ran out of the hall and cried her eyes out. She didn’t understand how cruel he was. It was only because of that stupid Annabel. She locked herself in the bathroom and sat on the toilet seat. Her mother would pick her up 8 pm and it wasn’t even close. She wanted this nightmare to be over.

 

“Charlotte. Charlotte”

She woke up from her thoughts when Tom touched her shoulder.

“Are you OK?”

She noticed they were standing by the entrance and people were staring at them. She looked at him and nodded. He was right her entry would be noticeable. She looked around the room and saw an adult Annabel and her two friends standing by the deserving table across the hall. They still looked like they did then. Clara hair was blonde and Lena had coloured her hair dark red. All three looked at her with big eyes. On the other side of the room stood Paul. He was still handsome. Maybe a little round around the middle but still nice looking. That’s what her flashback was about. As soon as she saw him, she remembered it. He looked at her amazed. Bet he didn’t think she was ugly now. She had told Tom about him. He told her she was beautiful and some men were just blind. Paul really was. She was a lot of things but ugly wasn’t one of them. She was cute when she was 15 and she was beautiful at 36.

“Shall we?” Tom said and offered his arm which she took

They walked further in. People were talking and some were dancing. Annabel and her girls kept looking at them. Charlotte looked back at them. She let go off him and walked to them. She wasn’t the girl they bullied and they should know it. She left Tom alone.

“Charlotte. So nice to see you” Annabel said and gave her a hug when she got there

“Hi” She gave her a fake smile

“How are you, love?”

Annabel could really pretend to be happy. She was the little actress she always was.

“Good. I got a nice life” Charlotte replied

“I can see that” Annabel glimpsed behind her “How did you get a date like that?”

“He’s not a date, he’s my boyfriend”

Annabel looked at her in disbelief. She could never hide her jealousy.

“I’m really happy for you” Clara said and hugged Charlotte

“Me too” Lena hugged as well

They were happy for real. They never really bullied her the way Annabel had.

“You’re dating the Tom Hiddleston. I can’t believe it. It’s a joke, right?” Annabel tried again to make her feel worthless

“Yes I am and you better believe it” Charlotte glimpsed at him and he looked back

“For how long?”

“About 8 years” She looked back

“Get out of here” She playfully hit her shoulder “There was no news online about this”

Charlotte really had hit a nerve. She was amazed how good she was at lying. It was true it was that long but as friends.

“Just because he’s a famous actor, not everything is read online. I thought an adult wouldn’t be so ignorant” Charlotte sarcastically said

“OK, I understand” Annabel grinned

Tom had been looking at the girls talking so he didn’t notice Paul has stopped beside him.

“She’s a beauty, isn’t she?” He said and looked at Annabel

Tom looked at him.

“You think”

“I’m Paul by the way” He wanted to shake Tom’s hand but he didn’t take it

“I know. Charlotte has told me about you”

“Has she? I hope it’s good” Paul smiled but he didn’t smile back

“I wouldn’t say so. You said she was ugly” Tom looked at him

“Did I? I don’t remember”

Tom didn’t like bullies and there was no way this man was worth his time.

“Who are you? Some kind of bodyguard?” Paul asked

“You could say that. I’m her boyfriend, Tom”

Paul was a bit shorter than him so he looked up. Tom kept looking Charlotte’s way. The girls kept talking. Paul couldn’t figure out where he had seen Tom before.

“Now I know you. You’re that actor who plays in these Marvel movies”

“That’s right” Tom looked at him

“My daughter loves those”

“That’s nice” Tom grinned

He didn’t want to be nice. As a matter of fact, he wanted to leave so he left Paul without saying anything and went to where Charlotte was.

“You don’t remember how you threw my books in the river and pushed me in” Charlotte was angry at Annabel

They had a heated conversation so they didn’t notice him standing beside Charlotte.

“I’m sorry I don’t” Annabel defended

“Of course you don’t. You didn’t have to live those moments over and over again. You had it easy. You didn’t even realise you were a bully. None of you did” Charlotte looked at all three

Clara and Lena didn’t say anything. It was school all over again. They were only by-standards but still they were part of it. Lena raised her voice.

“I actually do remember but Annabel told us not to do anything. I’m so sorry. I was such a coward at the time”

“Lena” Annabel tried to shut her up

“The same with me. I’m sorry. Can you ever forgive us?” Clara talked

Annabel looked angry at them both. Charlotte looked at her and waited for an answer but it was no use.

“Of course I do. You both have the courage now” She smiled at them and they smiled back

Annabel was all alone now.

“Hi love” Tom said and kissed Charlotte’s cheek

A soon as he did, Annabel’s anger disappeared and she became her flirty self.

“You’re Tom Hiddleston. Oh my God. I love everything you’ve done” She smiled and moved her hair behind her ear

This was something he was used to and he gave the same answer like actors usually do.

“It’s always nice to meet a fan” He smiled and then looked at Charlotte again

The two other girls were calmer.

“I especially love Loki. You’re great” She had a big smile on her face

“Thank you. Sorry but we really have to go. It was nice to meet you all” He took Charlotte’s hand and they left before Annabel could say anything else

Charlotte stopped closer to the dance floor. A slow song was on.

“Let’s have one dance before we go” She said and dragged him there

There were a few dancing. She put her arms around his neck and got closer to him.

“Are they looking?” She asked and looked in his eyes

He wrapped his arms around her waist and they slowly moved back and forth with the music.

“Does it matter if they do? They’re all phonies and they shouldn’t be impressed”

“I guess not but let them get something to look at. Especially Annabel. You should have seen her face. Priceless” She laughed

“Not forgetting Paul. He’s something else” He smiled

“I’m sorry you had to witness these people. At least two of them apologised”

“I’m glad. If you really want them to look” He pulled her even closer “Let’s make it memorable”

Slowly his lips got closer to hers and soon they were kissing. It was only supposed to be once but they kept going. She moved her fingers in his hair and his hands moved up her back to her strapless bra. But then the music stopped and so did their kissing. They smiled at each other and at that moment they knew their friendship had become something entirely different. It was all because of a reunion with the bullies.

A reunion with the bullies

Characters: Tom Hiddleston/Original Female Character(s)
Ratings: G
Genre: Friendship/Prejudice
Fandom: Tom Hiddleston
Summary: Charlotte was bullied in high school and she goes to the school reunion where she meets her bullies. But she’s not going alone.
Author Notes: This story has never happened. It’s in two parts.

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Chapter 1

Flashback

It’s spring 1995 in London, England. A 15-year-old brunette called Charlotte is walking down the hall in a high school somewhere. She looked like any student. She had her school uniform like anybody at that school. But yet she was bullied by one of the popular kids. She never understood why. Maybe because she was good at school and she read books a lot. She tried to ignore them but still their words hurt. Every time the teacher looked away, the bullies threw something at her. At team work or at gym, she always got picked last. One of her bullies was the most popular. Her name was Annabel and she was blonde. She was one of those girls who cared more about her looks than her studies. Her two another friends, the red-haired Clara and the black-haired Lena were the same but not as loud as Annabel. She was the leader in that group. She had a power over the other students in the class. Charlotte didn’t know what she had said to the others but none of them never even talked to her. She didn’t really care about them anyway. She was there to study. She wanted to go to university and become something. Sometimes their bullying got under her skin. These three girls called her names and teased her. This day was no different.

It was Friday and the last class of the day. The students got inside their classrooms. Charlotte was approaching with her books in her arms. She looked down and was about to get inside when Annabel push her from her shoulder.

“Bookworm” She said and laughed “All you need is glasses and you’re the geek of the school”

“Leave me alone” Charlotte said and stepped inside the class room

The girls followed her to the back of the class where she usually sat. She put her books on her desk but Annabel pushed them down to the floor. Charlotte never got upset. Maybe if she would have the courage to tell them off, she would probably make them stop. They never got physical but words hurt even more. She had told her parents about her bullies but they only said she should ignore it. That’s what she had tried but it didn’t work. She tried to pick the books up but Clara kicked them further.

“Oops, sorry” She said and giggled

Charlotte was close to start crying. They were always so rude. Luckily the teacher got into the class room and the girls went to their seats in front of the class. She picked up her books and sat down by her desk.

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“Are you alright?”

Charlotte wakes up from her thoughts about her school days. She stood with an invitation in her hand by the window in her kitchen looking out. Her best friend for many years, the British actor Tom Hiddleston entered the room. She had told him about her bullying and how much it had affected her life.

“Yeah. Just this invitation I got” She turned around and put it on the kitchen table “I won’t be going”

She took a class of water she had poured to herself and sat down by the table to drink it. Tom was always encouraging her to do things and this time was there was no exception. He sat down across her.

“This would be a great opportunity to show those bullies how far you have come”

In a way he was right but all those years she was bullied, she only wanted to leave school for good. She never wanted to see them again. Even though she had a successful career in the movie industry, she still didn’t want to go.

“I don’t know. It’s just too much” She had her left hand around the glass

“I’ll come with you”

He was good at convincing people and was always supportive.

“I can’t ask you to do that. I rather not go”

“Wouldn’t be a great revenge to go and show them they haven’t diminished your spirit?”

She thought for a while.

“Maybe but that’s a favour I can’t ask you to do. They probably don’t even expect me to come. I don’t why they even sent me an invitation”

“That’s what they least expect. Maybe they want to apologise for what they did”

“I very much doubt it”

“We can tell them we’re together. That will show them”

That was something she never saw coming. Even though he was one of the best looking men in the world, she didn’t want to spoil their friendship. It would only make them jealous and things could get worse.

“As much as I like to show them, I don’t like lying”

“You don’t have to tell them anything. Besides if things get tough, I’ll come to the rescue”

“You really want me to go, do you?” She smiled

“I’m not forcing you but if you really want to move on, you should meet these people. Maybe they’ve changed”

She didn’t believe they had. Annabel was always bitchy and mean. Someone like that would never change. Same was with her two sidekicks. Then again, if they saw her with Tom, they would be green with envy.

“OK then, I’ll go. But I’m gonna warn you about fan girls”

“Don’t worry about that. I’ll handle it” He smiled

“Sure. All that hair flipping the girls make. It sickening” She rolled her eyes and then smiled

“I’ve seen you do that so don’t play innocent”

“At least I have some dignity and don’t drool over the guy like some of your fans do”

Sometimes when they went out and fans noticed him on the street, they were all over him. How he had the strength to face these kinds of fans all year around was beyond her.

“So when is this reunion anyway?”

“At the school next week on Friday”

“Then we should be out shopping. How about tomorrow evening?”

“I already have a dress”

“If you want to make a memorable entry then it should be something sexier than the things you usually wear. So how about it? I pay”

He was right about that. She didn’t own that many dresses and she never took part in public appearances.

“Fine. But I pick it”

“Of course” He said with a smile and sat up from his chair “I have to get home. I’ll pick you up at 7 pm”

She stood up and followed him to the hall. A kiss on her cheek, he left. She couldn’t believe she would actually be going. In a way she looked forward to it. She really wanted to show her bullies but at the same time, it terrified her. It would be a reunion with the bullies.

A different kind of friendship (part 3)

vinesLegolas didn’t come back. Thranduil sent a few elf’s to search for his son but they came back empty-handed. All night he thought about where Legolas could had went. Not only to the next morning, he finally realised where. Since Legolas horse was gone, there was only one place. It’s was time to meet the enemy.

Thranduil took his best elfs with him and they rode to Erebor. When they got there, it looked empty. As they got closer, a dwarf looked over the wall and saw them coming. He quickly disappeared. In a moment the doors to the mountain opened and 5 dwarves came out with their weapons ready. One of the dwarves, that was probably the head dwarf, lifted his axe higher.

“Who enters my kingdom without permission?” The dwarf raised angrily his voice
“This is King Thranduil. He doesn’t need permission” One of the elf said
“What is your business that you risk your life by coming here?” The dwarf was still angry
“You have something he wants back”
“Can’t he speak for himself or is he too shy?” The dwarf laughed and the others laughed with him

Thranduil looked angry at him and stepped closer with his elk.
“Give me back my son?” He raises his voice
“Your son? We don’t have your son”
“Where is Gloin? He’s behind this shambles”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. There is no one named like that”
“If you’re not obeying my commands, you’ll regretting it” Thranduil was getting mad
The elfs lifted their bows and arrows at the dwarves. The dwarves lifted their weapons at the elfs in defends. They stared at each other harshly.

One dwarf stepped out from the back. He looked younger than the other dwarves. But yet he was no youngster. He wasn’t as defiant as the others. He kept his axe low.

“I am Gloin. I do not have your son. But coming here was a big mistake from your part. Stealing our gold is one thing, but accusing us from taking your son, is unforgivable” He said calmly

Legolas and Gimli had been out in the forest practising. When they get back to Erebor, they have heard disagreements outside the mountain. They had come back from the backdoor. It was a door that only Gimli knew. It was clear what the disagreement was all about. Legolas had to stop it. Also Gimli thought so. This fight had gone long enough.

Legolas climbed up the stairs to the stone wall and looked down.
“Stop this nonsense. It has gone too far. I don’t know why this years of fighting is still going on. But now it’s time to stop” He yelled

The dwarves and the elfs looked up from the ground. They were all puzzled. Gimli stood by his friend up on the wall.

“You’re a liar Gloin, son of Gróin. You do have my son” Thranduil yelled angry at Gloin

“He does not” Legolas answered calmly “I’m here because I want to”
“Come home at once. Let’s talk about this” Thranduil looked up at his son
“No. If I can become friends with a dwarf so can anybody. It doesn’t matter what race it is. Everyone can get along. We have more in common than any of you could ever imagine. There will be a time when we all need each other. Where will your allies then stand?”
“You are too young to understand. Dwarves can not be trusted. Let’s go home. This is not a place to argue”
“I understand more than you think”

“Gimli, what is going on?” Gloin interrupted their conversation “Do you stand by these words?”
“Yes father. Everything Legolas says is true. There must be a limit somewhere. Someone must take a stand and it might just be me and my friend Legolas”

The elfs and the dwarves were speechless. But Thranduil was stubborn. He didn’t like this one bit.
“This is all a waste of time. I want what’s mine” He raised his sword and pointed it towards the dwarfs

Legolas lifted his bow and arrow to aim.
“Father, if you don’t lay your sword down, I will be forced to shoot you” He was determined

Thranduil didn’t believe him. He moved closer with his elk but an arrow landed just a few inches from his feet. The elk startled and threw him off so he fell on the ground. Slowly he stood up and looked at his son surprised. Legolas had put a new arrow in his bow and aimed at him again. He wanted to prove he meant business. The others put their weapons down and realised that this hate between the races had strained relationships needlessly. Even a stubborn Thranduil swallowed his pride.

That day both the elfs and the dwarves learned that any friendship is precious. It all began when a young elf and a young dwarf started a different kind of friendship.

A different kind of friendship (part 2)

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Legolas and Gimli practised in the forest and got to know each other better. They had more in common than they thought. They had so much fun, they totally forgot the time. It was almost dark outside when they parted. They would meet again the next day. Legolas goes back to the Kingdom. When he got there, he saw his father Thranduil waiting for him by the door way. He looked upset.

“Where have you been? You never know what’s out there”
“I am sorry. I didn’t realise it was this late” Legolas said and was about to go inside but his father stopped him
“You didn’t answer my question”
“I was out in the forest practising like I always do” Legolas said and looked at him
“You always come home before nightfall. I was worried”
“I make sure I’ll come home earlier tomorrow” Legolas said and got inside
“I understand you want to practise to become better but you don’t have to go too far” Thranduil said and followed
“How can I grow if you keep watching over me? I think I’m old enough to take care of myself” Legolas said while walking up the stairs to where his room was
“I’m sure you can but it’s a dangerous world out there. You never know when the enemy will attack” Thranduil continued
“Your enemy, you mean. That has nothing to do with me” Legolas said and hanged his bow on the wall in the end of his bed
“Since when have you become snide?”
“Maybe I’m just tired of being treated like a child. I go when I please. Now I want to go to sleep. It’s been a long day. Good night” Legolas said and showed his father the door
All he could do was leave. There were something strange about Legolas behaviour. He used to be such a sweet boy.

Next morning after breakfast. Legolas took his bow and arrows to meet Gimli at the same place they met. What he didn’t know was, that his father has sent one of his elf’s to follow him. When Legolas got there, he saw Gimli coming with his axe in his hand from the south where Erebor were situated. They talked about everything they could think of while they practised with their weapons. As the day went by and the nightfall arrived, they went their separate ways. Legolas came home and saw a few elfs waiting for him outside the kingdom.
“You’re father wants to talk to you” One of the elf’s said and Legolas got inside
His father was sitting on his throne and saw his son approaching. He looked really upset.
“What is it, father?”
“So you’ve become friends with a dwarf. I have warned you about them” Thranduil says angry
“You had me followed” Legolas said upset
“Haven’t I taught you anything?”
“You can’t tell me who I should become friends with”
“As long as you live under my roof, you do as I tell you” Thranduil said, raising his voice a little
“I’m not one of your elf’s. I am an independent person and I do what I like. If I want to have a friend, whatever race it is, I’ll get one. Just because they’re your enemy, it has nothing to do with me” Legolas said being really upset
“Do not argue. You’re already late. Go up to your room and stay there”
“I’m not going anywhere. I rather be somewhere else” Legolas said and walked towards the exit with his bow
No matter how much Thranduil were shouting after him, his son was gone.

A different kind of friendship

Characters: Legolas, Gimli, Thranduil, Gloin
Ratings: G
Genre: Friendship/Prejudice
Fandom: The Hobbit, Lord of the rings
Author Notes: I got the idea from watching Lord of the rings. It’s a short story about the friendship between Legolas and Gimli. This is my look on it and it has nothing with the real story.

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Legolas was a young elf when he started his long-lasting friendship with Gimli. When they first met, they didn’t like each other. You see, Gimli was a dwarf and it was unheard of that an elf and a dwarf would become friends. For decades both races had been fighting against each other. Legolas father, Thranduil and Gimli’s father Gloin hated each other which made an impact on both sons. They didn’t know the real reason behind their conflict.

The day Legolas and Gimli met was when they were in Mirkwood, practising their skills. Legolas were shooting arrows against a tree when suddenly he heard a noise. It was like someone were chopping wood in the forest. He stopped and listened carefully. Everybody in Middle-Earth knew it was forbidden to touch anything without permission. Yet there were someone there. He took his bow and an arrow to follow the noise. He got closer and then he saw someone throwing an axe against the trees. He raised his bow and silently got even closer. He could see it was a young dwarf.

“Stop right there” Legolas said and raised his bow a little higher
The dwarf stopped and frighten looked at him.
“Who are you and what are you doing in my father lands?” Legolas asked firmly
“And who might your father be?” The dwarf asked calmly
“King Thranduil. Leave”
“Leave? I have the same right as you to be here”
“What’s your name, dwarf?”
“You tell me first”
“Legolas. Your turn”
“Gimli, Son of Gloin”
“You’re trespassing. Leave before something terrible will happen”
“Will you go and tell your father?” Gimli said sarcastically
Legolas lifted his bow against the dwarf’s head.
“I’ve practised for this so I could shoot dwarfs like you”
“I’m so afraid. I think you’re a coward like your father” Gimli said bravely
“If I were you, I would keep my mouth shut” Legolas said, raising his voice a little
“Hit a nerve, did I?”
“I’m warning you” Legolas said upset and tighten his bow
Gimli’s axe was at his feet. If he was quick enough, he could pick it up but he didn’t take the risk. His father had warned him about this. Elf’s were not to be trusted.
“Not much of an elf are you. I thought your kind are peaceful people. But I guess your father has changed all that”
“Your father is not much better. I guess it runs in the family for being greedy”
“You know nothing of my kin. It’s you elf’s that are greedy. You can’t be trusted” Gimli raised his voice
“That has nothing to do with me. I’m nothing like that” Legolas and puts down his bow and arrow
“Let me be the judge of that. You don’t give a very good impression of yourself”
“I’m sorry. Truce?” Legolas said and offered his hand
“Truce” Gimli said and they shook hands
That’s how their friendship started. It wouldn’t be easy but no one could tell them what to do.

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