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Authors: Chris Blewitt
Tags: Historical fiction, Science-Fiction, Children's Books, Fantasy, Magic, Time travel, Young Adult, teen
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you’re there to learn. Foxworth is not cheap.”
“I know, Dad,” Brett pleaded. They put the last of the dead vegetables into the trashcans, brushed their hands, and headed inside.
Nick put his hand on Brett’s shoulder. “Let’s go wash up for dinner.”
Brett’s sister, Reilly, came home from school after acting lessons and the family had dinner together. Unfortunately, Brett’s mom stayed late at work so it was just the three of them. After cleaning up the dishes and doing their homework, Nick challenged his kids to a game of Wii bowling. The kids complied after some pleading by their father. They played two games before retiring to their separate corners. Brett got beat by his sister in the second game. His focus was not on bowling, however, it was on April 10 th , 1912.
CHAPTER TEN
S leep came quickly for Brett after such a long day, but it didn’t last. He was awake from 2:30 a.m. to almost 4:00 thinking about his journey back in time. How in the world did Mr. Martin build a time machine? He repeated the question in his head over and over. It didn’t make sense. Maybe it was some sort of virtual reality thing. But he didn’t put on those silly goggles like he’d seen people do on TV. He decided he’d have a talk with Ally to see if she believed what they experienced was real. Ally . He couldn’t wait to see Ally again.
The 6:30 alarm blared next to his bed. Brett reached over and slapped the alarm clock, hoping to hit the snooze button. On his third try he finally hit the right button and rolled back over on his side. It seemed like ten seconds had passed, but six minutes later the alarm sounded again, jarring him from sleep.
“Get up,” Reilly said after punching open his bedroom door a foot. She had a bathrobe on and her short, brown hair was wrapped up in a towel. “Shower’s open,” she said.
Brett rubbed his eyes open and sat up in bed, stretching his long arms over his head. He quickly showered, got dressed in jeans and a green and gray short-sleeved T-shirt and ate a quick English muffin with turkey bacon. His dad drove him to school and he met his friends in the cafeteria before the first bell rang.
“Hey Brett, what do you think?” Krista asked.
“About what?”
“What movie should we see this weekend?”
“Oh, I don’t know. You’re going to the movies again?”
Krista looked concerned. “You’re not going?”
Brett was caught off guard and replied, “I just didn’t know that was the plan. I don’t know. I have a baseball tourney in Maryland on Saturday, so I don’t know if I’ll be around.”
“Oh,” said a dejected Krista.
“Cool,” Frankie said. “Good luck. Now, I say we see Alone .”
“Dude,” Liam replied, “that looks freakin’ scary.”
“I know,” Frankie replied.
Krista ignored the rest of the conversation as did Brett. She occasionally glanced over at him and he did the same, but they never locked eyes. Brett was confused. Was she really interested in him ? She hadn’t even hinted that she was until that little thing happened at the movie theater. Now she appeared to be visibly upset when he said he wasn’t sure if he could make the movies this weekend.
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A ll eyes were on Brett as he made his way into Mr. Martin’s history class; even Ally smiled at him as he took his seat. The teacher rolled the large screen TV into the front of the room and powered it on. The anticipation was even greater than before. Yesterday, no one knew what to expect, today they did.
“Now class, just to re-cap,” Mr. Martin said, while pushing play on the remote control. The television replayed the last five minutes of their journey through Southampton, England. It showed them buying the newspaper from the vendor and then walking the short distance to the seaport. The teacher paused the recording when Brett and Ally were about to return home.
A boy in the back
“I know, Dad,” Brett pleaded. They put the last of the dead vegetables into the trashcans, brushed their hands, and headed inside.
Nick put his hand on Brett’s shoulder. “Let’s go wash up for dinner.”
Brett’s sister, Reilly, came home from school after acting lessons and the family had dinner together. Unfortunately, Brett’s mom stayed late at work so it was just the three of them. After cleaning up the dishes and doing their homework, Nick challenged his kids to a game of Wii bowling. The kids complied after some pleading by their father. They played two games before retiring to their separate corners. Brett got beat by his sister in the second game. His focus was not on bowling, however, it was on April 10 th , 1912.
CHAPTER TEN
S leep came quickly for Brett after such a long day, but it didn’t last. He was awake from 2:30 a.m. to almost 4:00 thinking about his journey back in time. How in the world did Mr. Martin build a time machine? He repeated the question in his head over and over. It didn’t make sense. Maybe it was some sort of virtual reality thing. But he didn’t put on those silly goggles like he’d seen people do on TV. He decided he’d have a talk with Ally to see if she believed what they experienced was real. Ally . He couldn’t wait to see Ally again.
The 6:30 alarm blared next to his bed. Brett reached over and slapped the alarm clock, hoping to hit the snooze button. On his third try he finally hit the right button and rolled back over on his side. It seemed like ten seconds had passed, but six minutes later the alarm sounded again, jarring him from sleep.
“Get up,” Reilly said after punching open his bedroom door a foot. She had a bathrobe on and her short, brown hair was wrapped up in a towel. “Shower’s open,” she said.
Brett rubbed his eyes open and sat up in bed, stretching his long arms over his head. He quickly showered, got dressed in jeans and a green and gray short-sleeved T-shirt and ate a quick English muffin with turkey bacon. His dad drove him to school and he met his friends in the cafeteria before the first bell rang.
“Hey Brett, what do you think?” Krista asked.
“About what?”
“What movie should we see this weekend?”
“Oh, I don’t know. You’re going to the movies again?”
Krista looked concerned. “You’re not going?”
Brett was caught off guard and replied, “I just didn’t know that was the plan. I don’t know. I have a baseball tourney in Maryland on Saturday, so I don’t know if I’ll be around.”
“Oh,” said a dejected Krista.
“Cool,” Frankie said. “Good luck. Now, I say we see Alone .”
“Dude,” Liam replied, “that looks freakin’ scary.”
“I know,” Frankie replied.
Krista ignored the rest of the conversation as did Brett. She occasionally glanced over at him and he did the same, but they never locked eyes. Brett was confused. Was she really interested in him ? She hadn’t even hinted that she was until that little thing happened at the movie theater. Now she appeared to be visibly upset when he said he wasn’t sure if he could make the movies this weekend.
<><><><><>
A ll eyes were on Brett as he made his way into Mr. Martin’s history class; even Ally smiled at him as he took his seat. The teacher rolled the large screen TV into the front of the room and powered it on. The anticipation was even greater than before. Yesterday, no one knew what to expect, today they did.
“Now class, just to re-cap,” Mr. Martin said, while pushing play on the remote control. The television replayed the last five minutes of their journey through Southampton, England. It showed them buying the newspaper from the vendor and then walking the short distance to the seaport. The teacher paused the recording when Brett and Ally were about to return home.
A boy in the back
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