the butterfly effect;
(with reference to chaos theory) the phenomenon whereby a minute localized change in a complex system can have large effects elsewhere.
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In which she is sent to another world.
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[Book 1 in the Lorenz System Serie...
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The next morning, after finally managing to get a few hours of restless sleep, Sarah woke up to the smell of bacon.
She let out a sigh while staring up at the ceiling. She was still here. Letting out a puff of air, Sarah rose up, gazing around at the now sunlit room.
Birds chirped faintly outside, the sun now high in the sky as the trees blew gently with the wind.
She slowly climbed out of the bed, changing clothes, before shuffling towards the door, hand raised in hesitation over the handle. She couldn't hide up here forever. She reasoned, quietly opening the door and stepping into the hallway. As she made her way down the stairs, Sarah could make out the murmuring of voices from the kitchen. She wandered into the room, wringing her hands in agitation, gazing at the scene before her.
Melissa stood at the stove, the sizzling of bacon being heard as she hummed quietly to herself.
Scott sat at the dining room table, chewing on a piece of bacon, leg bouncing underneath him, before his head snapped up at Sarah's entrance, a surprised smile appearing on his face.
Melissa glanced over at Sarah, giving her a playful grin. "Well, look who decided to join us." she said, before turning back to the food. "We were starting to wonder if you'd ever come down. We don't bite, we promise." she spoke, flipping a piece of bacon, before turning towards Sarah again. "Are you hungry?" she asked. "You must be, you barely ate anything yesterday." she pointed out, glancing at Sarah in concern.
"Uh, yeah, a little." Sarah muttered quietly, taking a seat at the table across from Scott.
Melissa smiled brightly. "Well, I hope you like bacon, because that's all I really have at the moment. It's hard to keep a full fridge with a werewolf scarfing everything down." She narrowed her eyes at Scott, who gave a wide-eyed look at his mother.
"What?" Scott said, letting out a chuckle of embarrassment, scratching at his head. "I get hungry."
Sarah quirked her lips up in a small smile, watching the scene between them with a sense of fondness. Her heart sunk as she thought about her dad, expression faltering slightly, before quickly giving a fake smile towards Scott before he could notice.
He turned back towards Sarah, his face brightening. "I'm glad you decided to come down." he whispered quietly, leaning in so his mother couldn't hear.
Sarah nodded, giving Melissa a thankful look as the woman sat a plate of food in front of her. "Me too." she responded in a low voice, eyes downcast, while picking at her food. She hesitated, glancing up at Scott for a moment. "Scott?" she asked.
He looked up from his plate, swallowing a bite, before giving a response. "Yeah?" he acknowledged.
"Do... do you think it would be alright to try something with getting me home today?" she questioned, before continuing. "Not that I'm not enjoying you and your mom's company—it's just—" she stumbled, trying to think of the right words to voice her thoughts.
