I have
The Walker by Fitz and The Tantrums playing in my headset but i'm sprinting the last block to the school because first bell is going to ring in about a minute. Honestly, for someone with crazy time powers, i'm late a LOT. I run into the school and the bald security guard at the door yells.
"Hey! No running!"
I stop abruptly and put my stuff in a tray so that I can pass through the metal detector. The guard snaps and points at my headphones still on my head. I roll my eyes and shake my head, reluctantly pulling my music off and putting it in the try. I lift my hands over my head and walk through the metal detector. He gets up with his wand thing passing it over me like waaaaaay too many times.
*BBBBBBRRRRRRRIIIIIINNNNNGGGGG*
The bell rings. The rest of the halls are completely empty because everyone is sitting in homeroom where they should be.
"Shit!" I mumble under my breath.
"Hey! Language!" The security guard says gruffly.
I quickly gather my things and run down the hallway ignoring his yells behind me to walk.
I turn the corner and slip into my homeroom where Mrs. Ferdinelli frowns at me as I sit in a desk in the back row.
"You're late Reed. You have to go get a late slip in Dr. Crenshaw's office." She says matter-off-factly.
"But-" I begin to say. I don't know what my 'but' is but I'm going to give one. I do NOT want to go see our principal.
"No buts, just go!" She says pointing to the door.
I clench my jaw, ball my fists and shut my eyes tightly for a moment trying to concentrate. I picture a clock speeding backwards and everything reversing a few minutes.
"Reed!" I hear the sound of my teachers voice say.
I open my eyes to see that nothing happened.
"Go!" She repeats sharply.
I sigh and grab my stuff and head down the hallway.
Dr. Crenshaw is our school principal. I have no idea what she's the doctor of. Passive-Aggression would be my guess. She's... a lot.
I walk into the office and the school secretary Miss B is like falling asleep at her desk. Not surprising. Old Miss B is like 100 years old and has been working at the school since it started. With her curly white hair puffy face she looks like one of those old lady mascots you'd see on a baked goods package in the grocery store. I clear my through and she wakes up with a start.
"Oh Reed! Late again dear? tsk tsk. Go on, wait outside. Doctor Crenshaw will be with you in a minute." She says shooing me out of the office.
I turn around and sit on the bench outside the door. I can hear people in far off hallways walking around, talking. I really wish I could listen to music right now but the good Doctor would 1000% confiscate my headphones if I have them on.
I sit trying to keep my anxiety down. My leg is jumping and I bring my hand onto it to keep it down. I begin singing '
Another Brick in the Wall' by Pink Floyd in my head to focus me. I prefer to listen to that album in order - the way it's meant to be listened to, but I don't know all of the words to the songs by heart.
I feel a little funny and suddenly this hallway is very loud. I look around and the blue and white decorum has shifted to an ugly green/orange/brown/pink color scheme. I see a kid walking down the hall with shoulder length hair and a mustache. I mean, mustaches are coming back but that disco-porn look he was rocking sure isn't. The hall is suddenly crowded with what looks like Partridge Family extras rushing around to their next class. I turn around and peak through the glass door to see a pretty woman with a sensible blonde bob sitting at Miss B's desk typing something on a type-writer. She looks maybe 30 years old tops. So, okay maybe we were all being a bit hyperbolic with the estimation that she's 100.
I casually slip my headphones on. I'm not going to be a student at the school for like another 35 - 40 years so I can't really get in trouble for breaking the rules. I start the Wall over from the beginning and begin popping along to it hoping this is temporary. I've only found myself in another time a couple of time but it seriously freaks me the fuck out. Any minute my dad could come strutting down the hallway and like what if I accidentally killed him? Okay I need to chill out. Accidentally killing someone in a school hallway is probably a pretty hard thing to do.
I look up and there is a group of girls in pencil skirts staring at me. I try to look down at my sneakers and am reminded just how out of place I look right now. One girl breaks off from her friends and approaches me.
She looks like one of those girls that knows she's pretty and thus feels like everything is wrapped around her finger.
"Hey, you must be new here! I'm Sally!" She says waving at me.
I pull my headphones off and stare at her for a moment before lifting my hand to greet her.
"Reed." I say hesitantly.
"Oh wow, far out! Is that a walkman? I totally read about these in Life Magazine!" She say reaching down to my lap and grabbing my ipod.
"Uh yeah..." I say not knowing what else to do.
She stares in awe of it for a minute, rubbing her slender fingers over it in an almost sexual manner.
"Huh it's a lot thinner than it looked in the picture. I love how it's silver though! I can't wait until daddy buys me one!" She says with a self impressed smile that I bet most guys would find hot.
"Cool...." I says holding my handout for it back.
She hesitates for a minute... i guess to be flirtatious? Then she slaps it back into my hand with a giggle and grabs the headphones off of my head.
"What are you listening to?" She asks as she slips the large headphones over her long silky hair.
I press play and she listens for a minute.
"Woah is this Pink Floyd? They're so fab!" She says with a bright grin.
"Yeah it's their new album..." I say taking a guess.
She takes her headphones off an looks at me, impressed... which I have to say, is kind of cool. No ones ever impressed by me. But I guess coming at them with tech they won't see until they have like kids and mortgages and heart pressure medication is pretty impressive.
"I dig your style Reed... it's so... new! C'mon I want to show you something!" Sally says holding out her hand.
I quickly shake my head. This is a bad idea. "Nah I should probably just wait here."
"C'mon don't be a spaz! It will just take a minute!" She says thrusting her neatly manicured hand at me again.
I take a deep breath and reach out and take it. She giggles and begins dragging me down the hall. We come to an empty hallway and she suspiciously looks around to check if the coast is clear and then Sally quickly leads me into a supply closet.
I look around naively. "You wanted to show me something in the janitors closet?"
I turn around and Sally is holding open her blouse to reveal a pair of perky B-cup breasts. Her nipples are the pinkest things i've ever seen.
"Well? What do you think?" She asks with a giggle.
"Awesome...." I stammer.
"Have you asked someone to homecoming yet?" She asks in a way that indicates there's only one right answer.
"N-no." I say not taking my eyes off her pert boobs.
"Good. I like having new things." She says as she walks closer, pressing her bare breasts into my chest and looking up at me expectantly.
I nervously put my hands on her waist and lean down to kiss her puckered lips. I know this is a bad idea, but I also know she's not my mom or grandma so the worst case scenarios are off the table.
But as we begin to make out I feel her trim teenage waist expand a bit. I can literally feel her lips pruning against mine as her breasts tickle my chest on their slide downward. I pull away and gape wide-eyed at the 57 year old brunette in front of me. Her breasts are still exposed and sagging down just above her soft slightly flabby belly, her faded pink nipples pointing down to her cellulite riddled legs stretching out her pencil skirt. Her lined face is one i've seen many times before.
"What?" She asks in an older, huskier voice.
"You're Sally Crenshaw." I say in disbelief.
"Uh, yeah... have we met before?" She asks buttoning her blouse back up.
"Kinda? It's complicated... you remind me of this teacher I kind of don't get along with." I say and close my eyes taking a few deep breaths.
When I open them back again Sally is her teenage self once more.
"That's so bogue." She says pouting.
I don't know what to say and she's standing there now with her skinny arms folded across her chest expectantly.
"Well? Are you going to ask me to the dance or not?" She says incredulously.
"I-" But before I can think of the right answer the room shifts around me. Sally is gone and i'm alone. I open the door to see i'm back in my school in the 21st century... at least by the looks of the wall colors.
I catch my breath in the hallway trying to think of what to do. Mrs. Ferdinelli walks past me.
"Reed! Did you report to Dr. Crenshaw?" She asks with a raised eyebrow.
Relieved to confirm i'm back on the right day I nod.
"Yeah I just met with her." I say with a smile.
"Okay well get to class!" My homeroom teacher says and continues walking.
THIS - I head to my next classor
THAT - I go to the bathroom