Third period came around and I was already starving. Crap, I knew I should've eaten.
It was still pouring outside and I couldn't help but be happy. Like I said, perfect day in my book. I mean, my best friend's crush basically just asked her out on a date, it was raining, and I felt safer than usual. But all of that didn't last long.
"So that means x equals- Mr. Johnson, can I help you?" Mrs. Daisy was saying before the door opened. What was the principal doing here? And why did he look so sad? It was almost like he wasn't really there.
"Yes, I'm going to have to see a couple of students for a second," he said blankly. While he was talking, three men dressed in black suits walked through the door frame.
"Hello, we are part of the FBI. We aren't here to hurt anyone but will engage if necessary, " one of the men explained. He was tall and bulky, with a stern look on his face.
"Do what you need," the principal said coldly. Was he holding back tears?
"Willow Smith and Trevor Armstrong, would you please come with us? " one of the men said. We both stood up, sharing quick glances with each other.
"Umm, my sister isn't going anywhere," Noah said as he shot up, standing by his desk.
"Noah, sit down," Mrs. Daisy said. My brother sank back down in his seat not taking his eyes off of the men.
I started to get butterflies in my stomach and my heart raced. They had no reason to come get us.
"Noah, what's happening?" I said, my voice shaky. The men were now grabbing both Trevor and me by the arms and dragging us towards the door. "I'm not letting you take them!" My brother yelled shooting back up, this time walking furiously toward them.
"There's nothing to worry about. We'll take good care of your sister," the tall man assured him. "Noah, I don't like this," I said as he walked up to me. "I know, me neither. Just remember what I taught you," he said holding my hands.
He slipped a piece of paper into my sweaty palm. I decided it wouldn't be a good idea to acknowledge it, although I was dying to know what was written on it.
I would have broken down crying if Trevor wasn't there. I could tell was a little shook by what was happening. I think saying that we were scared would be the understatement of the century.
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Future or Past
Teen FictionWillow was a normal girl with friends, a crush, and a very protective twin brother. All that changed when she is accused of being a time traveler. Will she manage to keep her cool when she and her crush have to run from the FBI? How about accidental...
