Yes, It's Another 'Girl Falls Into Middle Earth' Story

Chapter Two

Hello Readers!
I'm finally updating this, I hope this chapter is a bit better than the last.
I hope you enjoy.

-TheHobbitsFrom221b

Kathy's POV:

I rub the back of my head, groaning. What happened? I'm so sore. I slowly open my eyes, they sting but need my eyes to adjust to the light. I look around, I'm still in Madilyn's crazy aunt's beach house's basement...
Or I'm not, I look around. It's bright and lively...many folk in strange clothing wander around holding baskets or brolly's or jugs of beer. Well strange is a little harsh. Just...medieval. The rolling hills lead to a large market area full of more lively people. I shake my head. This place is very... Medieval... 

"Are you okay Miss?" I look behind me. A Middle Aged man with honey curls, wearing a red waistcoat and green jacket. He innocently tilts his head to the side. He looks... Familiar. I look down just near my head. Feet. Curly hairy bare feet. NO. NO. NO WAY. I gasp, The man raises his eyebrow. I bite my bottom lip to stop myself from screaming. The man rocks on his feet, looking at me concerned. "I-I'm Fine... Thank you..." I stutter, he grins extending his arm out to me. 

I brush the gravel off my jeans. I look up at him, He looks me up and down. "You walk around...in that?" He snorts, I look down, I thought it looks pretty okay. I smile softly, feeling slightly hurt. "Well... Sort of. Um...I'm kinda dazed and confused..." He nods, then scoffs softly. "So...Miss....?" He gestures towards me, I grin- I curtsy, but slip slightly- stuffing the whole thing completely. I grin sheepishly. "Kathy Edwards...At your service" I say hoping I did that right, Is that only for men or something? Oh dear. Either way he grins warmly, bowing his head then shaking my hand. "Bilbo Baggins, At yours" I can't stop the panic going through me. This Isn't a dream. Is it? I mean it feels real. Very real. Oh of course it's real, I know it is! It's actually real! Woah, calm down... Calm down. I offer him a grin sheepishly, "Pleasure." He nods. "Ms E-" I giggle, he stops and looks at me, "Just call me Kathy" He looks unsure, "Kathy...I think you should come back to my house...." He stumbles for words. "I mean you can change and I can make you something up...if you wa-" I wave my hands, "No! No. No. It's fine really!" He snorts softly. "You just keep interrupting and you never apologize..." He says pulling his coat tighter, I get the hint and shake my head. "I'm sorry...I'm...it's a habit..." I stutter. Bilbo chuckles, shaking his head, "I better get you into Bagend..." He says, gesturing to the bright Hobbit-hole that watches over the rest of Hobbittion. I giggle, trying not to 'fangirl' and scare him away. "Good idea" He nods, escorting me up to Bagend.

He pushes the door open as I try to hide my excitement. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god! I can't believe this! He hums softly as he moves out the way so I can enter. "Thank you Master Baggins" I nod giggling, he smiles kindly. I stride in as I feel panic bubble up inside of me. Not only am I in a man's house, who I have a...tiny crush on, but it's the house of my favourite fictional character. The hobbit hole is neat and tidy. Everything has a spot and It has to stay like that. I have to force myself not to smirk as I think what becomes of him and his neatness in 60 years. It suddenly dawns on me. I am in Middle Earth. Where I have wished to be since I was 4. Oh lord. Why am I not freaking out right now? I guess I always dreamed to end up like the girls in all those Fanfictions online, and now it's happened. Except I know I'm not a OC chucked into Middle Earth, no this is real. And I'm living in the dream of fans all over the world. I have to bite down on my lip to strain myself so I don't squeal.

"This should do..." Bilbo pushes the wardrobe closed and hands me a blue dress. I hold it up. It's about up to my knees with a puffy skirt and white. On a hobbit it would flow all the way to the ground, but this'll work nevertheless. "Thanks," I smile sweetly. Silence. Neither of us move, we just look down. I don't know what to do. I interrupt the silence by clearing my throat. "Um, you can get changed in here..." He stumbles, I nod. "I'll just...get out of your hair..." He stutters, backing out of the room. He's so awkward sometimes. I find myself grinning. This is obviously before the whole Quest for Erebor, imagine If I got to travel with the company. The whole thought makes me squeal with joy. I hear in the other room, "Are you okay Kathy?" I giggle. "I'm fine Master Baggins..."

Once I'm dressed (and have pulled my gloves back on) I walk back out, I seem to get lost in a corridor of door. I trace my steps until I'm back into the study. Bilbo sits staring at a map. "All done..." I say softly. He flinches, "Oh. Kathy, you frightened me..." I giggle, he looks me up and down. "Ah, that's much better" he gives an approving nod. I smile softly, "I thought so too..." He grins but bites his lip. "Not too sure about the gloves though..." He snorts, I look down. "I need them..." I mumble, He looks taken back, "I meant no offence. I apologize!" He stumbles, I shake my head, laughing, "It's fine really!" I insist. Bilbo nods, "Alright. I suppose." He says sheepishly. He gets up from his chair, rolling up the map, he puts it up on a self, he hums a little tune, but I am unable to catch it. Is it an early draft of The Road goes ever on? Unfortunately, I doubt it, now that I rethink what time I've arrived. I squeal again on the inside. I arrived in Middle Earth, I just can't believe it.

"Miss Edwards?"
I am brought back to earth. "Mmm?" I say before shaking my head. "I thought we went over it? Just call me Kathy" I smile, Bilbo nods fidgeting with his left hand. "Of course. My apologises Miss E-Kathy" He smiles with a quick nod. Silence. Bilbo clears his throat. "As I was saying, My Gardner Hamfast and I were planing on heading down to the Green Dragon later tonight. Would you like to join us? Or would you be okay by yourself?" He tilts his head, I stumble. "I should be fine here. I'm a bit too young to drink I think, let alone go to a inn with a bunch of drinking hobbits..." I explain, with a smile. He looks down, "I'm not trying to be rude, but how old exactly are you, Kathy?" Bilbo asks with a slight ring in his voice. "Sixteen. This year" He look confused, "You look older But you're merely a c-" I cut him off, I giggle, "No, I'm not a Hobbit, remember. I'm from the race of men. Our ageing is different. 16 is mid-adolescence..." I explain with a stupid wide grin, he chuckles. "Oh right. My apologies..." He trails off, I shake my head. "You apologise a lot, don't you?" I smile. He smiles back. Silence. I clear my throat, he flinches. "I should head off soon..." Bilbo says starting to stalk off into his bedroom, I nod. "Right. Yes." He leaves me in the study. Alone.

He's been gone for a hour or two and I'm already bored. I sigh. I found my jeans and pulled my phone out, I began to re-read 'The Fellowship of the Ring', I may have a cheap flip phone but I also have multiple book apps. I got up to 'A shortcut to mushrooms'  but my neck started to get sore, plus my phone would have run out of charge soon so I gave up on that whole idea. I'm not THAT bored, I mean it still amazes me that I'm in Middle Earth, that's entertaining enough. I'm so tempted to have a look around Bagend but Bilbo let me in and it wouldn't be very nice to look through his stuff. It would even be an invasion of his privacy. I sigh, siting in a chair in the study. I haven't left it for hours. It's starting to get very familiar. I get up, my knees down are numb. I wince when I walk. I pace around the room constantly. Until I finally get fed up and find myself peaking out the door. I slip out onto Bagends door step. I look over Hobbittion. It's so gorgeous; especially at sunset. I mumble to myself.

I continue to mumble,  all my life I've talked to myself. One of my many imperfections, along with cutting people off, trying to finish other peoples sentences, my fear of fire, bad memory, my freckles and a number of other things, I'm surprised the girls can deal with me. The girls. I'm beginning to miss them. And my parents. I grit my teeth as I notice a fat tear drizzle down my face, off my chin. I chuckle at myself.

I stop myself from talking quieting down as I decide to go into the main parts of Hobbiton. I although I hum to myself again it's not bad. I think I'm just more scared that someone, namely Bilbo, would come behind me and hear and I'll get embarrassed. I shutter at the thoughts. I trail down a path that leads from Bagend. I notice something over a few hills. I squint, narrowing my eyes suspiciously. It's a clump where I woke up today. You know I never really though about it. How did I get here? I know I remember up to me going through the door but that can't possibly be why. A door? A magic door maybe? I don't get it. I tense up when I see the clump move. I rush up to it. Running. My heart beats speedily.
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.
I can hear it in my head. It's kind of frustrating. I reach the clump. I gasp and hold my breath. I recognize the clump. In fact it's not a clump. It's a group of people. Three people...