{"id":801,"date":"2016-03-14T12:09:51","date_gmt":"2016-03-14T12:09:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.waylandmiddleschool.org\/orange_black\/?p=801"},"modified":"2016-03-14T12:09:51","modified_gmt":"2016-03-14T12:09:51","slug":"timeless-chapter-6-by-sritha-vemuri","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.waylandmiddleschool.org\/orange_black\/timeless-chapter-6-by-sritha-vemuri\/","title":{"rendered":"Timeless Chapter 6–by Sritha Vemuri"},"content":{"rendered":"
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My jaw is dropped down like a hanging cherry blossom. The type my Mom always wanted. The so called boss’s words are stuck in my head. How could that crazy woman, quote quote, once a nice lady\u2019s words, be the boss boss? It made my mind sway like a rocking ship. My question was why would the boss talk about this development near my cell. Maybe this was another trick. Here in the future everything is so complicated. Especially how I am destined to be the one.<\/p>\n

***
\n\u201cShe\u2019s ready.\u201d I hear voices murmur outside my cell as my eyes begin to blink. There is a guard standing inside my cell watching me. It\u2019s as though he has been watching me all night.<\/p>\n

\u201cGood you\u2019re awake.\u201d he says, handing me a dress. \u201cGet dressed. You have a big day ahead of yourself.\u201d I stare at him. How could I change if he was right there.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d he asks confused. I cock my head towards the cell door. He doesn\u2019t budge he just sits there. I glare at him. He was an imbecile. An idiot.<\/p>\n

\u201cAhem.\u201d I cough a sound. \u201cI\u2019m about to change.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d he says. \u201cThat is what I asked you to do.\u201d I walk up to him.<\/p>\n

\u201cHave you noticed something? Or maybe you humans from the future don\u2019t know but we so called pathetic humans like privacy and right now you are invading my privacy by being present while I am about to change.\u201d he blinks as though he is confused. I grunt and suck in as much air as I can.<\/p>\n

\u201cGet. OUT!\u201d I yell.<\/p>\n

\u201cJesus Christ.\u201d he says holding onto his left eardrum. \u201cWhat happened to please and thank you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell what happened to \u2018can you help me\u2019 or \u2018please help me\u2019?\u201d I glare at him. \u201cCause here in this tiny cell my life has been crushed like a bug. Now shoo fly!\u201d
\nHe walks out of the cell but I catch him peeking while he\u2019s outside so I run in the far corner where he can\u2019t see me but as I move I see his brow funnel like he\u2019s upset about it. The thought makes me blush.<\/p>\n

***
\nOnce I\u2019m done changing into my white fancy dress with these small buttons with a white fluffed up bottom that the gentlemen of a guard handed me I walk out of the cell to a surprise kiss being planted on my hands.<\/p>\n

\u201cCome.\u201d the guard says. \u201cWe must go see the boss.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe boss or the boss boss?\u201d I ask. His smile fades away.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you talking about?\u201d he whispers.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know what I am talking about idiot.\u2019 I sigh. \u201cYou\u2019re just afraid.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI am not afraid!\u201d he snaps. \u201cI don\u2019t know what you\u2019re talking about. That\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhatevs.\u201d I say as I continue to walk ahead of him with my bare feet hitting the floor. As soon as the guard notices that I am bare foot he rushes up towards me and cups my feet in his hands, slipping a pair of glass high heels on my feet. I feel like I am Cinderella. I feel like I have won.<\/p>\n

***
\nI like the guard who watches over my cell. He\u2019s sweet and charming and occasionally supplies me chocolate croissants, biscuits, ice cream, and fruits while no one is watching us. He\u2019s sweet. A week ago when I wore the beautiful white dress he gave me we were going to a fancy banquet where fellow people from the future who were invested in their plan to kill everyone from the past wanted to meet me. They wanted to meet me. I don\u2019t quite understand why being \u201cthe one\u201d was so special. I like hangin out with my personal guard though. He\u2019s the best part about being trapped here. I soon learned his name was Daniel but that it was confidential and stuff. I told him my name was Kelly. You can never be too cautious. This night while I was still awake he walked into my cell and plopped down next to me with a bowl of red apples.<\/p>\n

\u201cThanks.\u201d I say.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnything,\u201d he says. \u201cfor you.\u201d my heart rises and falls and it starts beating fast. My pale skin turning a bright red.<\/p>\n

\u201cI have to say this.\u201d he says, ruffling his hair. \u201cIt\u2019s crazy but\u2026 I love you.\u201d his words hit me like the tip of the iceberg and I fall out of his trance.
\n\u201cYou\u2019re lying. You don\u2019t love me. You\u2019re just acting so I could be the girl who falls for you over my dead dead family but NO! Not this time teen drama. Not this time.\u201d he stands up.<\/p>\n

\u201cKelly, calm down.\u201d he says. \u201cI have to tell you something.\u201d I quiet down.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy real name is Linc Travis. I married a girl apparently in the future called Bree Sullivan and I was wondering if you knew what cell she was in. That\u2019s why I got close to you. But now I truly love you! I\u2019ll give her up for you. Anything.\u201d he\u2019s on his knees now. I lean forward and it happens fast as I place my lips on his and kiss him, long.
\n\u201cI am Bree Sullivan,\u201d I say and for the first time I am not ashamed as I lean in for another kiss, as my hair gets eloped in his hands, as we land on my bed in a lying down position.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd I love you too.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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