There's no other chances that everyone would have wanted than second chances..? but what if time travelling were to be a thing for this peculiar girl, Janette Rosebrown?
From the thought she only wished to make her crush want her back but she arrive...
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"Where do you get this?", "Do not ask questions. You do not want people to call you a witch for wearing clothes like that", "Wait what? How do you know?", "Lady, I'm not that stupid to think about this. Please no more questions", He grabbed me by the arm as we both walked swiftly on the muddy road. Or so the least, there's abviously no road made of bitumen. Cars were not invented yet. "Where's the door?", unknowingly there's no door. "Who said about coming in a house through the door?", he smiled in a simper manner as he looked up to the vines beside a wooden ladder. He's got to be kidding me. "Ladies first, if you fall I'd catch you", he winked. "Hurry, somebody will see you", "Why would I listen to you?", I yelled. "I don't even know you, how do I know if you end up being a serial killer or...", He hushed me by putting his finger on my lips. "Here's what I'm telling you at the moment, the probability of you getting killed is so high right now. Here I am being so kind of helping you, would you please my lady appreciate what I'm trying to do here", Okay. I was being rude and not appreciative. This has been a bizzare situation. The last was me looking at Shakespeare's artifacts and now I'm standing beside a living William Shakespeare. Isn't that something to digest a lot that I might think? "I know, we'll figure that out together also", I grabbed the wooden ladder. Lifting my legs up and climbed the ladder. "I hope you're not terrified with heights because I don't see any progress of you climbing up", he laughed. "As dashingly you look, you're dashingly rude", "Apologies, you can just tell me that you're afraid of heights", He's not going to tell me all those things. How bad could it be? If there's no gravity, this would be easier. "Now, change", He stared at me down. "Could you at least turn around so I can change?", I asked raising a brow. "Okay then", he blushes and turned around. "You know there's been few girls who actually been in my room changing and...", "Oh god please give me a moment", He laughed. "I'm sorry", The dress seems to big? Or the girls from this era had a bigger view.. haha. "You need to tie the laces from the back, love", he walked to my back and tie it tightly enough to secure the fitting. He then gave a kiss on the shoulder. "Perfect", "Mr. Shakespeare", I tried cutting in. "No, it's what people do here kissing each other shoulders",
It's cute.
"No, I want to ask you of how in the world do I get here", "Oh right. Well..", he rushes to the cupboards wih all these manuscripts on the table. Believe me, they're everywhere. "I think it's my fault",
