I woke up with the yelling of my mother's voice.
"Wake up! or you're going to be late,". I groaned and grabbed my pillow and pressed it against my face and groaned even louder. As you can tell I hate mornings. I sat up and grabbed my glasses from my night stand. I stretched and stood up with drowsiness taking over me for a second. I walked over to my closet to get ready for another dreadful school day. After getting dressed I looked in the mirror to see if I looked at least decent. I had my dirty blonde hair in a messy bun. My brown eyes seemed a bit darker than usual but I always liked them darker. I had on a white tee shirt with a black cardigan, dark skinny jeans and my white converses. I looked some what like an oreo but I didn't care. I sighed as I looked at my small scrawny body. Sometimes I don't know why I wake up anymore. My life seemed to be on repeat. I wake up go to school, come home, do my homework and go to bed. I want more in my life. I want to have an adventure to test my bravery,make hard decisions, feel fear. I have only felt one of those. Fear. I looked at my window at the thing that had haunted me for years. Ever since I was little that window has always scared me. I don't know why but I always think that there is someone on the other side looking at me. I have a curtains now but the feeling still hasn't left. I laugh a bit at the thought, Me a 17 soon to be 18 year old is still scared of a window in the wall. I sighed again and exit my room to return to my boring life.
I had to walk home from school today because my mom and dad had both cars today and there was no way I was taking the bus, so I decided to walk the two miles to my house instead. Warm salty wind pinch my cheeks as I walked. I looked at the trees admiring the beautiful red they were turning into. As I walked home my thoughts filled me with what my friend Emily told me today.
"You need to start thinking about college,"She said as we walked through the halls to English.
"I know but" I said not wanting to finish my sentence.
"But what? Lauren,I know you want to be someone special, the Hero in the story, but were seniors now, we have to put that behind us and start living our life," I know she was right but I said nothing.
I wish I could be 10 again when I could be whatever I wanted. I just sighed knowing that dream will never happen.
I was about half a mile to my house when I saw a blue police box about 20 yards away. I was confused why a police box was here. I thought they were only used in London and Nobody used those for years plus I have past here every day for the past 17 years and I have never seen it there. As I walked toward it I saw a man beside the box. He was tall with a sharp chin, scrawny and a fine nose. He had light brown hair that parted to one side. He wore a neatly pressed brown jacket, and brown overall that was with red,brown, and white. He had a white button down shirt with a red bowtie and black shoes that came to his ankles. He was pointing a green laser light around and examining things.
I walked toward the strange man and asked ''Are you lost?"
He turned and smiled then said with an English accent "Ah yes oreo girl I seemed to have landed at the wrong place and wrong century," at the answer my thoughts filled me "Oreo, really! I knew I should've taken more time in my.... wait did he say wrong century?,"
"What do you mean wrong century?," I asked.
"Oh nothing really, I just need you to show me around this place so I can an inspection of the neighborhood," he said pulling out a wallet and showing me his identification. I looked at the card and saw his name, and it was my dad's name.
"So your name is Will williams?" I asked seeing if he would tell the truth.
He looked at the card and then nodded his head "Yup thats me one of the most respected man here!"
"And one of the most absent father ever," I whispered.
"What was that?" He asked
"Nothing," I replied "Come on let me show you around," I decided to go along with whatever he was planning, I needed something different in my life.
As we walked down the neighborhood I pointed out all the sights like the park with its fountain that shimmers in the sunlight. Also the harbor and shops near by, but with every sight we saw all he did was point his green laser and went on. After seeing everything I took him back to my house to show him "His House".
"Oh and what is this?" He said and again point his laser light. Being annoyed with him
I finally asked. "Why do keep pointing that thing everywhere you go?"
"What thing?" He asked obviously not trying to keep annoyance out of his voice.
"That thing,"I said this time not keeping the annoyance out of my voice.
"It's not a thing it's a sonic screwdriver," He said
"A sonic screwdriver? What the heck is a sonic screwdriver?" Now I knew this dude was a mad man, I mean he's impostering my dad and now he is making up words what else could he do.
"Its too, you know, sonic stuff, just get on with the tour," He said which made me even more suspicious, but yet some what curious at the same time.
"Fine, come on let me show you our last stop," I said and walked toward my house.
