Disclaimer: I do not own the Patriot or any of its characters.

It was early on a Friday morning. Getting sleepily out of bed, Jordan Cole looked over at the clock.

Oh crap, it's six fifteen! I was supposed to be up thirty minutes ago!

Leaping out of bed, Jordan grabbed a clean shirt and the nearest pants she could find.

"Shit, shit, shit!" she muttered, struggling into her clothes.

"Jordan, what's going on?" a voice called from outside her room; it was her younger sister, Jula.

"Nothing. I'm going to miss the bus." She replied shortly.

"Um, aren't you driving the truck today?" Jula asked.

"No. Dad took it for the day. I gotta hurry up and get ready for school; the bus will be here in fifteen minutes!" Jordan called back from behind the door.

Fourteen stressful minutes later, the eldest Cole sister was sprinting down the block to the bus stop, breakfast bar in hand, where the younger sister was already waiting. Just as she reached the stop, the bus pulled up.

"Nice one." Jula whispered in Jordan's ear; the latter stiffened and squared her shoulders

"Shut it."

It was 2:25 in the afternoon. Jordan sat hunched over her desk, head in her hands, eyes drooping.

Come on; let it be 2:30 already! God, US history is so boring!

"And, before you go to begin spring break, for extra credit, you can go take a daytime tour to Middleton Place and then write a report about what you learned about the founder, Henry Middleton, and his son, Arthur Middleton, as well as some of the plantation's history. Now, I understand that tours can get quite pricey, but, the owners are offering vouchers, should you decide to go."

Surprised at her momentary attentiveness, Jameson snagged the last bit of the teacher's lecture.

Hmm...maybe...I don't need the credit though.

The girl zoned out for another two minutes until the bell rang. School was out and it was Spring break!

"So, you gonna do the extra credit, Jor?"

Jordan turned around to see her friend, Sarah, standing behind her.

"Maybe. It isn't as if my family can't afford it; I mean, my parents don't dole out the money freely, but they will give it to me if I'm doing something educational with it; I don't need the credit, but I might do it for fun. So, I'll see. Maybe Jula will want to come with me. She's such a geek about this stuff. Loves it. What about you, are you going?"

"Can't. I'm visiting relatives over break," Sarah replied glumly.

"Oh."

"But hey, Robbie Davis told me that the place can get sort of creepy. He says that there are ghosts, and rooms in the House Museum part of Middleton Place that will take you back in time if you're not careful." Sarah finished with a mysterious smile.

Jordan scoffed.

"You really don't believe him, do you? I mean, he went on an 'aliens are coming' rant freshman year."

Sarah frowned and replied, "Well...not really, no. But I still think it would be creepy. I mean, the place is over two hundred years old."

"And that's what makes it creepy? Sarah, that's what makes it interesting!" Her friend rolled her eyes.

"Jordan, you are so weird."

"I know." She replied with a laugh. "Are you still coming over tonight to watch movies?"

"I'm totally there!" Sarah replied with a smile. "I'll call you before I leave to let you know I'm on my way."

"Alright. I'll see you then!"

Jordan finished packing her backpack and went to go find Jula before heading out to the busses.

Hmph! She thought coarsely, Ghosts and rooms that transport you back in time; now that'sa trip! What will you dream up next, Robbie? Computers that suck you into their screens?