Time Travel
By DropDeadRomantic
Preface
"Sasha, get off that damn computer right now!" I snapped out of my computer induced haze to glare at my mother, who was yelling from the kitchen door. I sighed, wondering why she couldn’t understand my obsession over my favorite show. I turned back to the computer and put the Netflix player on pause, just as Max and Liz watch Tess fly off into the proverbial sunset at the end of season two. ‘Roswell’ was an amazing show, I started watching it when it first came out and I was so upset when they stopped airing new episodes. When my mom got Netflix because our local Blockbuster bellied up, I was so happy to see they had all three seasons under instant play.
I’ve been obsessed for years, and watch every episode at least once a month. I was six when they started, and mom was horrified that I was watching it, but I never missed an episode, never.
"Sasha!" I jumped as my mother yelled again. I shut my computer down and walked to the kitchen for breakfast. Monday mornings suck, no time for ‘Roswell’ until the weekend, and school. Yes, it’s my senior year and I should be happy it’s almost over, but what teenager likes school? And after high school, it’s just more schooling to get you ‘somewhere’ in life.
I sat down, ate my bowl of Fruit Loops and inhaled my orange juice. It was the middle of the first quarter and I was already counting the days until graduation. I wasn’t popular, but I wasn’t unpopular either, I was average. I have long black curly hair and blue, almost grey, eyes. The only thing special about me what that light dark combo, and I was reminded of it constantly. My mother is a goddess with an amazing figure after having two kids. She has shoulder length brown hair and chocolate eyes that made the men swoon.
"Nicholas Henry Johnston, you get your ass down here right this minute!" Nick is my older brother. He’s twenty five and still living with mom and I. I love him, but really? Twenty five is a little old to be living with your mother and your seventeen year old sister.
"I’m coming ma!" I heard him yell back. I giggled as I grabbed my bag and headed out towards the front door. Nick stopped me on the way, kissing my forehead and then pushing me out of his way. I stuck my tongue out at him as I closed the door behind me.
~ Six Hours Later~
School is crazy. Finals for the first quarter are coming up and six exams in one day is going to be hell. I spend all my free time studying, and I’m still behind.
I work at this little café right by the high school, Café Metro.
By DropDeadRomantic
Preface
"Sasha, get off that damn computer right now!" I snapped out of my computer induced haze to glare at my mother, who was yelling from the kitchen door. I sighed, wondering why she couldn’t understand my obsession over my favorite show. I turned back to the computer and put the Netflix player on pause, just as Max and Liz watch Tess fly off into the proverbial sunset at the end of season two. ‘Roswell’ was an amazing show, I started watching it when it first came out and I was so upset when they stopped airing new episodes. When my mom got Netflix because our local Blockbuster bellied up, I was so happy to see they had all three seasons under instant play.
I’ve been obsessed for years, and watch every episode at least once a month. I was six when they started, and mom was horrified that I was watching it, but I never missed an episode, never.
"Sasha!" I jumped as my mother yelled again. I shut my computer down and walked to the kitchen for breakfast. Monday mornings suck, no time for ‘Roswell’ until the weekend, and school. Yes, it’s my senior year and I should be happy it’s almost over, but what teenager likes school? And after high school, it’s just more schooling to get you ‘somewhere’ in life.
I sat down, ate my bowl of Fruit Loops and inhaled my orange juice. It was the middle of the first quarter and I was already counting the days until graduation. I wasn’t popular, but I wasn’t unpopular either, I was average. I have long black curly hair and blue, almost grey, eyes. The only thing special about me what that light dark combo, and I was reminded of it constantly. My mother is a goddess with an amazing figure after having two kids. She has shoulder length brown hair and chocolate eyes that made the men swoon.
"Nicholas Henry Johnston, you get your ass down here right this minute!" Nick is my older brother. He’s twenty five and still living with mom and I. I love him, but really? Twenty five is a little old to be living with your mother and your seventeen year old sister.
"I’m coming ma!" I heard him yell back. I giggled as I grabbed my bag and headed out towards the front door. Nick stopped me on the way, kissing my forehead and then pushing me out of his way. I stuck my tongue out at him as I closed the door behind me.
~ Six Hours Later~
School is crazy. Finals for the first quarter are coming up and six exams in one day is going to be hell. I spend all my free time studying, and I’m still behind.
I work at this little café right by the high school, Café Metro.
