Some thing i found/1

Chapter 1 – Any other Wednesday

It was an average day at Suburbia Middle School. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping. As Bluebry Muffin, an average, boring boy with shocking blonde hair and glasses stepped off bus 431, he knew things today were going to be the same. He was wearing the standard uniform of any middle schooler: T-shirt. Jeans. New Balances. Ipod in one pocket, phone in the other.

What he had different was his power. You see, Bluebry could travel through time.

He took a swig of his “bottled water.” Southern Comfort in reality. The sweet taste of the beer gave him a light drunk, enough to get him through the day.

“Konichiwaaaaaa.”

Oh, it was Kerry-san. She was really into anime. Me, I enjoyed some things. But her... Jesus. She jumped up onto my shoulders. I wasn't sure if this meant she really liked me as a friend or something more. But middle school romances were all fake, right?

She finally got off and I saw what she was wearing. Her usual fedora, skinny jeans, Panic! tee. I was so distracted that I didn't notice the person behind me slyly stealing my wallet.

“Guess what, bitch” he said as he waved it in front of my face. It was just George, being George as usual. A bit of a mischievious klepto. George could steal anything if he set his mind to it. But we made sure to keep him in check. Besides, we would probably be tried as accomplices. I couldn't help but to check George out as well. He had on his usual tennis shoes, hoodie and cargo shorts. Of course he needed all the cargo space to hold all the shit we stole, usually pot which would be gone by the end of the day if you know what I mean.

His hair was almost black, but you could tell it was brown. It was kind of long so it covered a lot of his striking blue eyes.

“Give it back”

“No”

He would give it back. He just didn't want to be seen as weak. Nobody did. Middle school was a tough place. It was like a prison that you didnt have to sleep in.

George and I had the first same class (Comp Sci) so we headed off to the 3rd floor lab. We took our usual seats in the back, away from the teacher and all the other students. They were dumbasses anyway. George and I were pretty big on the local hacking scene. We'd kind of retired after the school decided not to expell us for changing grades.

Everything was great until I heard “I assume you all have your homework.”

Dammit.

I forgot to put it in my bag.

This was my course. MY COURSE. The homework was easy as hell but I didn't want to look like some idiot who didn't get it. I couldn't let this happen. I couldn't lose this class or I'd risk my reputation, my honor.

I closed my eyes and wished it was 1AM today. And it was so.

1AM. In my room. I looked over and there I was, sleeping. I quickly and quietly grabbed the homework. I couldn't wake my past self because it may cause a lethal time paradox.

Speaking of paradoxes, this is why I forgot my homework today. I had already taken it. Paradox avoided.

I whisked myself away to 7 hours later. I peeked open my eye just a little during the journey. Colors so beautiful you wouldn't believe they exist.