October 19th, 1965
Olivia's POV
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I woke up that morning, feeling exhausted like always. I looked at the clock next to my nightstand. I knew it was Saturday, but the clock said "9:00 am; Thursday, October 19th, 1965."
Thursday? 1965? I was so confused and I got up out of bed. Banjo opened his eyes and yawned. I quickly got dressed and did my makeup. I put on gray sweatpants, a black sports bra, and a black cropped jacket. I was in a 1960s version of my house, but it was probably one of the richer houses (middle class).
I looked at my phone, which had some service. I just knew I'd have to keep it hidden if I was actually in 1965.
"C'mon Banjo," I said. "Time for food."
We walked down the steps and to his bowl. While he was eating, I looked outside. There were no houses and I was in the middle of nowhere. I grabbed a breakfast bar and house keys quickly and took Banjo on a leash.
We walked down the empty street and into a city. A sign told me that this was Tulsa Oklahoma. Luckily this is like the least weird thing that happened so far. The area I was in seemed to be pretty run down and poor. Banjo's ears pricked up as we walked through. Everyone I walked past gave me weird glances. Everyone in the area I was in were wearing jeans (not too odd), leather jackets, and smoked cigarettes. Some boys that passed checked me out. I immediately felt unsafe. I decided to walk home once I made sure no one was following me.
I was going to go back out later without Banjo.
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When it was 5 pm, I headed back out to the city. Similar to what happened last time, people looked me up and down with weird looks. Some boys checked me out, some didn't care.
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