The Olive Theory:
One person loves olives and another person hates them. This shows that two halves of a whole have come together.
Hailey Loraine Russett ~♡~ The girl who loved olives.
Adam Reed ~♡~ The boy who hated them.
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"You're Adam Reed. Born February 10th, 2010. Your parents are Ellie and Louis Reed. Louis would've died about a year ago. You don't play any sports because of acute asthma. Plus you're freakishly small for 12." The man ranted revealing Adam's entire lives story while Hawkings frantically barked. "You go to Franklin Middle School, where you've been suspended two, three times for fighting, which is ironic because you can't fight to save your life. Hailey has defended you every time." The man says causing Hailey to look shocked her mentioned her.
"And you," The man said pointing over at Hailey. "You're Hailey Loriane Russett. Born on June 19th, 2010. You save his ass every time he gets into a fight. You take martial arts class just so you can defend him and just in case you're parents fighting gets a little out of hand." The only sound in the room is Hawking's barking which soon gets annoying causing Adam and the man to yell at him.
"Hawking! Zip it!" Adam and the man yell in unison resulting in Hawkings to whine and stop barking. "How do you know my dog's name?" Adam asked scared to get an answer but so desperately wanting one. "Because I named him." The man said. Adam begins to fall back as if he passing out but gets his collar grabbed by the man and his back pushed forward by Hailey. "Where are you goin'?" The man asks as he pulls Adam back. Adam begins to gasp and wheeze at the situation. "Oh God," Hailey says as she leans down to become face to face with Adam.
The older Adam grabs the inhaler out of younger Adam's jacket and shakes it. "All right. Here, ready? Deep breath." Older Adam says as he holds the inhaler in Younger Adam's mouth. "Hold it. Three, two, one." Older Adam says allowing younger Adam to exhale. "Everybody gets a trophy." The man says getting up from kneeling down. "When I was seven, I ran into a table on the patio. I got 12 stitches." Adam begins to say stopping older Adam in his tracks. "Right here." The two Adams say at the same time.
"You knew how to get into my dad's garage. You knew how to close the fridge. You knew how to time my breathing. We have the same scar. And you're wearing my dad's watch." Adam ranted as Hailey just stood there wondering if she should say something. "This watch," Adam said lifting his arm up to show his dad's watch. "This watch," Older Adam repeated copying his younger self's actions. "You're me, Holy shi..." Adam said finally grasping the situation. "That's classified. But yes... I once was." The older Adam says slightly smiling. Silence filled the room until older Adam coughed making the wound make noise again.
"I can't believe you're future me." Younger Adam said as he followed his future self around in the woods, Hailey following closely behind. Okay, you came to terms with that pretty quickly. It's a little disturbing, actually." Older Adam said pushing Adams' flashlight down. "So why are you here?" Adam asks. "Rescue mission. I wasn't supposed to land here. I was aiming for 2018. I need to get there as soon as possible." Adam said slowing down. Who were you trying to save in 2018?" Younger Adam asked causing older Adam to give him a look. "Fine. Can you at least tell me how you got here?" Adam asked as older Adam stopped walking.
"I'll show ya." Older Adam said pulling out a necklace from under his shirt. Older Adam placed his finger on the necklace pressing a button showing a spaceship flicker over the trees but soon disappearing again. "What was that?" Hailey said speaking for the first time since they have been inside. "Crap." Older Adam says as he looks down at the necklace. "What?" Younger Adam asks looking up towards older Adam.
"Uh, we're gonna switch to plan A, which is where you come in. You see, time jets, like all tech in the future, is coded to its user's DNA. Because I'm injured... aah, the jet won't even clear me to fly, which means I can't get in there to fix her. But guess who can?" Older Adam said causing younger Adam to hold out his hand pressing the button with his thumb. The three watch as the spaceship turns on and appears above them. "There she is," Older Adam says admiring his spaceship.
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