Chapter One
Anthea took notes as Mrs. Hollum went over cell structure and its importance to the plant cell. Although science wasn't Anthea's thing, she still passed the class with +A's and -A's, and her parents were proud of her because of it; so Anthea tried to be proud, too.
"The cell wall provides a rigid structure for the plant cell, however it is not found in an animal cell; the animal cell has a cell membrane instead," explained Mrs. Hollum as she drew a diagram of a plant cell on the big white board. She traced the outline of the cell with a green marker and wrote cell wall beside it.
Anthea copied the diagram into her notebook quickly, although the diagram didn't resemble much of anything but a circle.
Mrs. Hollum's teaching was interrupted by the classroom speakers beeping and announcing: "Mrs. Hollum, Anthea Briant is being dismissed for the day."
"Okay, thank you," Mrs. Hollum replied as she nodded to Anthea. Anthea's heart was racing; her parents didn't tell her that she was going to be dismissed today. But, she closed her notebook and slid it into her backpack as she left the room.
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Anthea's father was waiting for her in the office, wearing his usual fancy suit and tie. He was a tall, thin man with combed back black hair and an elegant beard. He always looked out of place in normal places with normal people. He was a scientist, just like Anthea's mother. They were both very wealthy and successful, but Anthea preferred a more simple lifestyle, so she went to normal school and dressed in normal clothes.
As they both made their way to her father's fancy black Bugatti that also looked out of place in a parking lot of casual cars, Anthea asked her father why he dismissed her.
"Your mother and I have a meeting in London at 5:00 pm," he answered with his sharp voice, "we were just informed; we must get on the jet as soon as possible to make it in time."
Anthea hated riding on the private jet; it made her feel like she was better than everyone else and, therefore, should be treated like that. But, she never said anything because she knew how hard her parents worked for all the money they have.
"How long will we be gone?" Anthea asked as she climbed into the back of the car. The inside was just as elegant as the outside; slick
black leather seats, spotless floors, and just about anything else you'd expect to see in a nice car. She shut the door behind her and fasten her seat belt. "Do the teachers know?"
"The teacher's know, and we won't be gone for too long this time."
Anthea watched out the window as they drove home. This wasn't the first time she was taken out of school to go on big trips with her parents, in fact this happened pretty often; but Anthea always caught up on her work.
Anthea would always be asked at school if she had her own private island or servants, and Anthea always ignored the attention. Her wealth usually got in the way of making real friends, mostly because everyone wanted to be friends with her so they could say, "I'm friends with a rich kid." Anthea hated it.
"So, Anthea," her father started, "would you like to know what the meeting is about?"
Anthea was a little taken aback by her father's question; he never really invited her to know what was going on with his secret business.
"Sur- I mean, yes, father," Anthea replied as she straightened her posture and folder her hands in her lap.
Anthea's father looked at her threw the mirror.
"Your mother and I have invented the first ever time machine, and we are going to test it out today on a human subject," he explained casually.
Anthea gasped and covered her mouth. How could they keep this big of a secret from her? However, Anthea wasn't mad, she was excited; this could change so many modern day problems!
"Think about it," he continued, "the possibilities are endless; a patient who is diagnosed with cancer can go back in time and spend as much time with their family as they want. Families of the deceased can go back and spend time with loved ones that have passed. Animals that had gone extinct millions of years ago can be brought back to our time. Think about it!"
Anthea had never seen her father this excited before. But, why was he telling her all this? Usually he kept these things a secret.
"That sounds amazing, dad, but...why are you telling me this?"
His gaze turned serious and the tone of his voice deepened. Anthea's heart dropped.
"We need someone we can trust to test it out," he explained, "someone who is small and less likely to have a heart attack during the process."
Anthea was still confused.
"We need you to be our human subject."
Author's note: I hope you enjoyed! I will post Chapter 2 as soon as possible!
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Lost In Time
Mystery / ThrillerAnthea's parents are scientist who believe they have made the first funtioning time machine, however they need someone to test it out for them. When Anthea steps up to the plate, she finds herself in the late 1800's with no way home. Will she find a...