Conversations Continued


LiL Pippin Padfoot


Disclaimer: I do not own anything. J.R.R Tolkein does.

A/N: We all love Clifton, we really do. Anyway, these are my high school year conversation! How much more fun? ;)


Eowyn was sitting in her desk, being reasonably good. No, she was not paying attention to the teacher, but she wasn't talking to some of her friends who were sitting by her.

Thump. He did it again. Eowyn sighed and turned around and made a face at Faramir, who was sitting behind her.

"What?" he mouthed. Eowyn turned back around and scribbled a note on a piece of paper and tossed it over her shoulder. Faramir caught it and read it.

Will you QUIT kicking my BUTT! If you are going to put your feet on my CHAIR, then hit the CHAIR, not my BUTT.

Faramir blushed and scribbled his reply. Sorry

Eowyn rolled her eyes, and went back to staring out the window. She felt a sharp poke on her shoulder. "What's on that note?" Arwen hissed at Eowyn. "None of your business!" Eowyn hissed back, folding up and putting it in her book. She turned around and mouthed 'Thank You' at Faramir. He winked and Eowyn laughed silently. He was such an idiot.

Eowyn suddenly felt someone hit the back of her head. She spun around, and Lothiriel was point at Faramir who was pointing at Lothiriel. Eowyn wadded up a piece of paper and threw it at Lothiriel.

"Eowyn!" Eowyn slowly turned around. Caught. "Do you want a seventh hour?" Gandalf asked. "No." said Eowyn. "Then I suggest you turn around and pay attention!" Eowyn nodded, and Gandalf returned to the front of the room.

Eowyn turned and all her friends were giggling, except Faramir he was face down on his deskt.. He was …. Crying? She leaned toward his desks. No! He was laughing. Eowyn glanced up front, Gandalf had his back turned. Eowyn picked up her notebook and whapped him on the head, and then turned around.

"Ah!" he said sitting up.

The look on his face must have been hilarious, but Eowyn couldn't turn around, but she could tell by the laughing coming from behind her.

"Faramir!" Gandalf yelled. "What is going on?"

"Erm…" said Faramir. "I was asleep?"

Gandalf rolled his eyes. "Stay awake next time!" he said, and then continued with his lesson.

Eowyn felt a tap on her arm, she took the note from Faramir. It had one word;



Can't you tell that my English teacher hates me and loves Clifton?