Greg Brady 2. (Part 1)

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y/l= your last name

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Your POV:

You woke up from a nap feeling a bit queasy on a unfamiliar surface. You sat up, yawned and looked around to see where you were. It was was an unfamiliar place to you. Kids were running around playing and laughing. It took you no time at all to figure out that you were at a park. But you very confused to why you had all of a sudden woken up in the middle of the park. 'wow these fashion choices are very interesting' you thought. It all look very vintage and different to back home.

After about 5 minutes you decided to stand up and explore for yourself. "Um excuse can you please tell me what year it is?" you ask an old lady who seems to appear in her 70's. "yes of course my dear it is- MISS DO YOU MIND PUTTING SOME APPROPRIATE CLOTHES ON" she barked and turned away from me. 'Well that was rude, my clothes are completely fine' I think as I walk to find another person to ask, hopefully someone less rude.

You had asked multiple people but received similar responses. Everyone who passed you were either giving you confused or dirty looks. At this point you remembered you had your phone in your pocket. Surprising you also had your charger. You had tried to call home but someone else had the same number. 'Great there's no way of contacting my parents.' Right now all you wanted to do is cry and be back home hoping that this was all just a dream.

You started to walk around the town to see if you could answer any questions for yourself. While walking around until you suddenly bumped into someone. This resulted both of you on the ground. Slowly standing up you said "oh my god I'm so sorry I wasn't paying attention where I was going." "It's fine just as long as you're not hurt" The deep manly voice replied. You looked at him. 'Damn he be lookin' fine.' you thought totally forgetting your sticky situation. "Do you mind telling me todays date?" "of course, it's the 15th of June." he says with a kind smile. "yeah, but of what year?" you ask like it's the most obvious question ever. The boy looks at you confused as says "it's the year 1974." Your eyes instantly became larger. "WHAT I'M IN 1974? THAT CAN'T BE POSSIBLE, I WAS JUST IN 2018 NOT TOO LONG AGO. THIS HAS TO BE IMPOSSIBLE, TIME TRAVEL HASN'T BEEN INVENTED YET!" you say while hyperventilating receiving a concerned look from the boy. "what are you on about this is 19-" and thats when everything went black.

** At least 4 hours later **

"Greg it looks like she waking up." You hear a unfamiliar voice say. "Well I can see that." that was the same manly voice as before. This all happens while your eyes flutter open and you sit up. With your eyes fully open you see a bunch of strange faces of people that you don't recognise. With all eyes on you, your first instinct is to scream and push back away from everyone. "Don't worry" "we won't hurt you" "just calm down" the people say. "Where am I and who are all of you?" I ask as calm as possible, which isn't very calm. A woman with short blonde hair starts to speak "I'm Carol Brady, this is my husband Michael Brady", she says this while pointing to him. "This is our house keeper Alice" Carol says pointing to the brunette woman wearing a blue dress with a white apron. "These are our 3 daughters Marcia, Jan and Cindy." Pointing to each of them "and finally this is Bobby, Peter and Greg- he's the one who brought you here." yet again pointing to each of them. "Who are you sweetie?" Carol asks. "I'm y/n l/n."

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