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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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NO LIMITS
by Girlquirk
Disclaimer: Don’t know Orli, wish I did--- but I don’t. This is fanfiction. Not real, never has been. Blithering blah blah.
Chapter 1: London Premiere
She did not want to be here. It was cold; it was wet; it was entirely unpleasant. Yet, her best friend had been dying to go see the stars that were at this London premiere. Of course, their parents wouldn’t allow Julia to go alone, so she’d pleaded and begged until somehow she’d gotten her to go. It was definitely a mistake.
Standing here soaked to the skin and broken to the bone, she felt like an utter loser. She’d so rather be inside reading a book, maybe even e-mailing her brother. Anything was preferable to being here while the rain continued to poured down on them like it was trying to torture them. Why had she agreed to come? What a fool she was!
“Emmy,” Julia remarked, better known to her closest friends as Lia, “one of the actors went to Guildhall. Think, one day I will be going to your premieres when you become famous!”
“More likely,” Emmy retorted with bemusement at Lia’s unfailing optimism, “that I will be attending your premiere.” Even with the horrible conditions they had weathered through, it failed to dampen Lia’s outrageously dark and exotic beauty. She felt entirely pale and translucent next to her best friend’s slingling good looks.
Lia’s laugh was infectious and energetic. She was about to comment on Emmy’s statement when she was distracted by the actors that were pouring from the theatre. Being with Lia, Emmy was dragged to the front of the crowd where she was given an excellent view of the actors and actresses that were leaving.
The girls next to them were quite obnoxious as they yelled noisily into the crowd, trying to get anyone’s attention. It somehow succeed in getting quite an array of stars coming their way. The offshoot was that their ears were beginning to tingle with pain from the boisterous racket. “ELIJAH WOOD, we love you! ELIJAH, come over here. ELIJAH, we’re your biggest fans! We love you soooo much! ELIJAH WOOD!”
The expression on Elijah’s face was that of resignation as he turned around for he could not help but hear them. So he approached them and signed his autographs where they wanted him to, continuing to patiently move down the line until he reached them. It was then that Emmy got a good look at him, and she was impressed with him. Not only did he act professionally, he took the same respectful demeanor with his fans. Polite and interested, intriguing.
“Hi,” he greeted them with a smile, since they were far more quiet than his other fans that had been screaming and grabbing on to him. “How are you?”
Lia blushed and handed him her favorite picture of him to sign. “I’m good, how are you?” When he returned the picture to Lia, his eyes widened a bit as guys eyes tended to do when they first saw her. It was the typical boys-will-be-boys reaction that guys had when they saw Lia.
Elijah had not really been paying attention to the faces of the fans he was signing for, but he could not help but notice the darkly beautiful girl that was standing before with a becoming blush on her cheeks. She was the epitome of all that he looked for in a girl. Not only was her hair a rich, dark brown, her eyes were a deep, true blue. Also, he bet that she had a charming English accent. Those accents absolutely killed him.
From the wide eye stare she was giving him, like she expected something from him, he suddenly recalled that he had asked her how she was and that she had responded by asking him the same question back. He felt like an idiot gazing at her like he was struck by a star. “Good, good,” he mumbled. “So you’re a fan?” he asked, again mentally cringing because he was being a complete fool again. What was up with him?
“Yes!” she exclaimed enthusiastically, the smile that pulled her lips to curve upward was breathtaking. “You were wonderful in Forever Young,” Lia commented, her eyes shining because it was because of him that she come. Really, she wasn’t wholly sure if she was on another dimension of being--- it felt so damn surreal. It definitely wasn’t a day that she was going to forget, but meeting an idol never was forgettable. “I cannot wait to see you in Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring!”
“Thanks,” he said softly, regaining a bit of the customary detached interest that he had around his fans. It surprised him when he felt someone’s arm being placed on his shoulders, but a brief glance to the side told him exactly who it was. “This is elf boy,” he introduced.
From where Emmy was standing a bit behind Lia, she caught a glimpse of a dark hair and dark eyed young man that was as equally stunning as her best friend. She tried to remember where she’d seen him before, but she couldn’t recall any film that he’d been in before.
“Orlando Bloom...” Lia whispered his name, while turning around and grabbing the girl that was standing behind her. She shoved Emmy forward until her best friend was standing right below and beside the actor. “You went to Guildhall, my best friend, Emmy’s gotten accepted there!”
To the complete surprise of the crowd around them, Orlando wrapped his arms around the slender girl, giving her a tight hug. When he released her, he gave a slow, sexy wink along with a sweet smile. “Congratulations, Emmy. It’ll be wonderful for you, whatever you do. So you’re into acting?”
She nodded solemnly, tongue twisted from the strange sensation of having his surprisingly strong arms around her. Since she wasn’t fast enough in her response, Lia covered for her, “Emmy’s embarrassed because I’m so proud of her. We both have dreams to act, but she’s made a major step to it! We both went to the same drama school, so we’re really good mates. I got into acting because of Elijah, I admire him a lot.” She blushed after giving far too much information that was unnecessary. That was Lia.
“Lij’s ego’s is on the rise,” Orlando remarked, nudging his fellow actor in the side. “He definitely doesn’t need any more fans, his fans are crazy about him! If you didn’t notice earlier.” He threw his eyes briefly in the direction of the crowd of girls still clamoring for more Elijah time.
Elijah rolled his eyes. “Good luck with your dreams...”
“Her name’s Lia,” Emmy told him softly. She stared into Orlando’s intensely amused eyes without blinking. “I’m into acting because it allows you to be anyone. There are no limits. You get this feeling, I can’t describe it when you’re someone else, but you’re not.”
Both Elijah’s and Orlando’s attentions were caught by her intriguing words, but there was an after screening party they had to attend. They’d already taken far too much time here with the two girls, besides the limo was waiting for them. “We have to go,”jah jah said with a nuance of regret, “best wishes to you, Lia and Emmy.”
“Luck to you, loves.”
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The actors had left. The actresses were gone. So the crowd went. It was just Lia and Emmy, as it always was just them two. The rain had stopped. The night had arrived. It was time to get home; it certainly was going to be a long train ride.
“Let’s go,” Emmy urged. “If we’re naughty, maybe we can catch the midnight train.”
Lia laughed at Emmy’s wacky sense of humor. If they missed the midnight train, they’d be dead because their parents expected them to be home by a reasonable hour, like before the early hours of the morning. When they were safely aboard the train, heading back toward home, Lia leaned her head against Emmy’s shoulder. “I think they like you.”
Emmy glanced down at her with disbelief written in every line of her weary, worn face. “Elijah was staring at you.”
Shaking her head vehemently, Lia wrapped her arms around Emmy. “Guys get over me quickly, but they stay on you. It’s my looks that gets them; for you, it’s your brains. It’s you that strikes them.”
“They don’t stay on you because you don’t want them to. You push them away, Lia.”
“I’m looking for the right one,” Lia responded defensively.
Emmy grinned. “Picky, picky.”
“Like you’re not?” Lia countered, her eyes gleaming with a hint of hilarity, the brief melancholy fading fast. “Ms. No-Guy-is-Good-Enough-to-Be-Worth-My-Time?” She shared Emmy’s grin. “When you’re famous, you’ll introduce me to all your chums, right?”
She nodded. “You will be joining me soon at Guildhall.”
Lia shrugged. “I don’t know. I’m not as talented as you are.”
“Don’t let that man discourage!” Emmy exclaimed. “That’s only one person’s opinion!”
It was rare to see Emmy worked up. But it was hard for Lia not to take ‘that man’ serious, after all he was the director of Guildhall School of Drama and Music. It had not taken Lia back when they’d quickly sent their acceptance to Emmy, while deferring judgment on her. When the refusal, the rejection of her suit had come, she had been depressed for a while, but had gotten over it. Actually, Emmy had taken it harder than her.
As her mum put it, Emmy’s only friend was Lia. She knew a lot of people, but her only real friend was Emmy too. She was going to miss her mate like crazy, but maybe Emmy was right--- maybe she’d be joining her at Guildhall soon. There was always next year, until then she had had an offer to model. That was something to do until then.
~
The party was buzzing with activity in more ways than one. At least half the people were pitifully drunk, while the other half was on the verge of being pathetically smashed. Somehow amid the riot of alcohol that was being offered freely, Elijah and Orlando managed to stay somewhat sane and sober. They were certainly not inebriated yet. They’d learn quite a few things in NZ. One that included being able to drink almost anyone under the table.
“That girl was interesting,” Elijah commented once they were in a less rowdy part of the party. “She was surreal. Not a typical beauty, but what she said was it.”
Orlando noddeeanieaning against the wall while holding his shot of vodka. “Her friend was a beaut though. But you’re right, what she was said damnably philosophical. You go for girls like that, too bad she doesn’t have her friend’s looks. You like those dark beauties if I remember correctly.”
“Your memory shouldn’t be troubling you,” Elijah retorted, staring pointedly at Orlando’s shot glass. “You’ve only had five of those. You had at least twice as many in New Zealand and had no problem thinking straight. I think you’ve gone soft on us, elf boy.”
“Whose gone soft?” Dominic inquired, having zoned in on his fellow Fellowship members.
“Who else?” Eljiah countered.
Dominic grinned easily. “Elf boy?” he guessed accurately.
“Of course, elf boy! Elves are definitely sissies compared to us hobbits,” Billy remarked, having overheard the jist of the conversation when he had homed in on where the rest of them had scattered off to. “So what’s up with this corner?”
Dominic shrugged for he didn’t really know. “I just found Frodo here with elf boy chatting like girls about a secret. So are you two going to confess or what? It does you no good to hide things from us!”
Orlando nudged Elijah, who simple shoved Orlando away from him. “Yep,” Billy replied, “there’s definitely something that those two fools are hiding from us. Don’t they realize by now that it does no good to keep things secrets from us? Elf boy especially should realize that.”
They peered resolutely at Orlando, for he was the easiest to extract information from. Elijah was notoriously hard to crack when he didn’t want to be cracked. It was fun to try, but in the end it got them no where except in the land of perpetual frustration and irritation. It was definitely going to be elf boy.
“So what are you hiding?” Dominic inquired.
The two hobbits concentrated hard on Orlando, willing him to weaken the wall around him and spill his guts. But amazingly enough, the elf boy wasn’t about to crack on Elijah unless he wanted the secret told. There was nothing for Dominic and Billy to do but turn to Elijah and wait it out until he told them what was up.
From the hard stares that his fellow hobbits were giving him, Elijah sighed heavily. It seemed he was going to have to confess to get them off his tail end. Those two were far too intent on what not to be concentrated on. “It was only two girls that were sort of different kind of fans.”
“Different, in what way?” Billy asked. “Usually your fans are wild crazy, totally incontrollable. So what was unusual about those two girls? That they didn’t jump your bones?”
The expression on Elijah’s face was far from laughter, it was actually serious for the amount of drinks he’d consumed. “I don’t think one of the girls was a fan, she actually seemed to be bored and miserable. It was her friend that was the fangirl, and even she wasn’t maddening. It was what she said that got to me.”
“There are no limits,” Orlando remarked, repeating the girl’s quote. “That’s what she said about acting, that’s why she got into it.”
“She also said something about getting this feeling that you can’t describe when you’re someone else and yet you’re not, almost as if you were being yourself unknowing,” Eljiah reflected. “Having gone to the myriad of premieres that I have, what she said was out there.”
They all had to agree, it was not the usual. “You didn’t happen to get her number did you?” Dominic queried.
Orlando chuckled and shook his head to answer for Elijah. “We sadly did not. But I know where to look her up.”
“You do?” Billy said with an edge of disbelief.
The smile that graced Orlando’s lips was of pure enjoyment. “She’s attending my school, Guildhall. I still have the connections if Lij wants to hook up with her. I will do it on pure courtesy free of charge.”
“No thanks,” Elijah muttered, “I’m not as desperate as you are.”
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