Chapter 12 A Trip Down Memory Lane

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"Is this really it?" I thought. "This is how it's going to end for me all because I got a little greedy and wanted answers of my own. I really did it now, and I could be seconds away till I fade away from the face of the earth." In my head, I slowly counted down from thirty, but when I got past twenty, I looked at my hands and noticed that nothing really happened to me. I was still here and in her body. I don't get it.

"Is this even possible?" I wondered. If I mess up really badly, shouldn't there be repercussions like I don't know if I will fade away from existence right now because how can I still be here if I wasted my only chance? I mean, I see it all the time in the movies. But that never happened. Why am I....oh, I think I know why. I'm surprised I didn't think of this earlier. Father Time has simply given me another chance to redeem myself here, and if I know my dad, which I do, he will ask me out again, especially after this.

Just then, John asked me, "So, are you in? Or do you have plans for next Saturday?" to which, of course, I said, "Uhhh. No...I don't think I have plans for next Saturday, and I'm so in."

John then replied, "That's great! I'll be in the lobby waiting for you. Does 5 pm sound good to you?"

"Ummm. Yeah, sure, see you there." He then got up from our table, grabbed Robbie, who was sitting at another table, and left Baker's Square.

As I waved goodbye to them, Margaret ran towards me and wanted to know all the juicy details about him. I didn't say or mention anything about him to her, no matter how hard she had begged. I had enough of her antics for one day, so I gave her the cold shoulder by simply telling her not to worry about it; nothing happened, it was a total waste of time, and I made up something stupid about him which hopefully was not true.

Margaret raised an eyebrow at me in suspicion but shrugged it off and stopped talking about him for now. Phew, that bought me some time, but I know I got a new problem, and it would be only a matter of time till those friends of Liz would catch wind of my story and know something was off, so I came up with an idea that would make the girls not even think twice about me or what really happened. By taking them somewhere like lunch or a trip around the city perhaps. It's foolproof, but that means I need to play along and BE the Girl they see me as, which will not be so easy.

First thing Monday morning, I had this strange gut feeling that when we were at the lunch table and when the timing was just right, one of them would ask me. I don't know who, but one of them will. What do you know? My gut feeling was right because Margaret decided to go to the bathroom, and Anna followed her. Jo asked me the question. I already made up my mind to tell them somewhat of the truth the day prior. So, I said something like, "It went great, we talked, and I will be meeting John this Friday, but I have this strange feeling that Margaret really likes him too, so can you promise to cross your heart to me that you won't mention this to her yet? I don't want her to hate me forever."

Ok, maybe I have exaggerated that part a little bit, but it was so I know that the girls could be trusted, and to my astonishment, it totally worked.

The girls were totally cool with it and didn't need to be convinced any more. I was so bewildered that I completely lost all thought of my own plan that I made for almost two whole days. It all started when Courtney and Kim volunteered to take Margaret places around the city while the rest of us girls went somewhere. But I couldn't remember at that very moment where I wanted us to go. Just then, I don't know who, but someone out of this group came up with this simple idea to go to the mall, and that idea spread like wildfire. Things had gotten way out of hand. The girls were talking and awwing about the fun we'll have again, which to me sounds like another recipe for disaster.

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