A Second Chance

Chapter 6

Emma flew into a sitting position within the space of one second. Gasping, she ran into the adjoining bathroom and threw up. Why? Why did she have to remember her... her... death, while she was climbing a tree? Why?

She slowly walked back to her bed and just as she sat down, a young elf girl came in, who, upon seeing her standing, rushed over and shoved her back down.

"Hey! Hey! No need to be so pushy-shovey!" Emma said, indignantly.

"I apologize, hiril vuin, but you are not to stand" the elf girl said, calmly.

"Well then. I apologize for having to use the bathroom." Emma was feeling upset. When she got upset, she started to be sarcastic. A sarcastic Emma results in misery all round. Miserable misery.

The young elf girl did not reply, so, Emma, getting bored of referring to the young elf girl as YEG (young elf girl) in her head, decided to ask her what her name was.

"My name is Miri, hiril vuin." Miri said with a smile.

"Oh," Emma said, quietly. Being with another female was making her think of her friends. Even though she didn't have many, they were almost like family to her.

Without even thinking, Emma blurted out, "Will you be my friend?"

Miri stared at her like she was a hobgoblin. Emma said quickly, "Never-mind, never-mind." before turning a way and fiddling with her hair.

She turned when she felt a hand on her arm and Miri was standing there, smiling at her, "Of course I'll be your friend."

"You don't have to. Going by the look on your face, it seems about as appealing as dating an Ewok." Emma muttered.

"I had that look on my face, because no-one has asked me to be their friend before. I was a little scared at first, I did not know how to respond." Mirii said reassuringly.

Emma grinned, "Great! I have a friend! A pal! An amigo! an amicus! A fellow conspirator! A BUDDY!" she shouted that last part joyfully. Then she noticed Miri looking at her with a slightly confused expression, "What?" she asked innocently.

Miri opened her mouth slightly, then closed it again, then finally said, "What is an Ewok?"

The only thing Emma could do, was bust out laughing.

oOo

By the next day, Emma was as good as new (except for some emotional scarring. Who wouldn't be scarred from seeing their own death?)

Naturally, the Elvenking summoned her as soon as she left her room (she thought she had seen someone lurking in the shadows... she detested lurkers)

The one different thing was, she was not brought to the throne-room. She was brought to a library. At the sight of books, she almost passed out. Next to being in the woods, Emma loved reading most (really, she considered herself in almost-heaven when she was reading in the woods), so, totally ignoring King Eternal-Eyebrows, she hopped over to the nearest book-case. Just as she was about to reach for a book, a hand caught her wrist.

"Ewwwwwww! You touched me!" Emma said in a disgusted voice as she ripped her hand out of his grasp and hopped away (I honestly don't know why she was hopping...).

The Elvenking looked extremely confused, he glanced down at his hand to see if there was something wrong with it, finding nothing whatsoever the matter, he glared at Emma, "What was that for?"

"What was what for?" Emma asked innocently.

"Why did you react the way you did?"

"Why did I react the way I did to what?" she had the countenance of an angel.