Before I begin I want to say that I am aware the hole time travel thing has been done twice so far but ever since I read Spanish Sunrise and Otose Fanfiction I absolutely fell in love with the idea (and Robert Shaw for that matter;)) Also I have been on a huge Matthew Broderick tangent, having watched Glory and Ferris Buellers Day Off about 20 times ;) So I hope this story can do it justice for ya.

Lo slowly opened her eyes, the scene taking place stealing the breath from her very lungs. She was currently lying down on a bed drowned with lace and luxurious feathers, quite far from her plain white duvet covers she was so used to.

The next thing nearly gave the girl a panic attack. She was dressed in an exaggerated peach colored gown detailed with pearls and lace, the lack of sudden air a dead giveaway that she was indeed in a corset. Lo slowly and hesitantly brought her hand up to touch her hair, her usual wild blonde curls were pinned at the back of her head leaving a few strands to frame her face.
"Hello"
Lo spun her head around and screamed at the top of her lungs, their stood a boy around the same age as her, eighteen dressed in an old fashioned suite. "Hey! Keep it down" The boy covered his ears and scrunched his face up in disgust. "Are you crazy, someone will hear you!"

Lo completely ignored him and made her voice even louder.

"Who are you and where am I?"

The boy ran over and covered her mouth with his hand, only making her angrier and more scared causing her to bite down. He pulled back and whisper/screamed in pain, "What the heck was that for" Lo jumped off the bed, only to feel dizzy, note to self bad Idea to move fast in this torture device. Not one of my best lines but, eh.
"Stay back before I, um" She licked her lips and looked around genuinely not knowing what to do or say.

"Do what" The boy walked closer to her and motioned her to sit back down on the bed. "Sit" Lo looked at him cautiously before doing what he said. "So, I guess you're wondering what's going on"

"Yeah I suppose that's something that would eventually cross my mind" The boy made a face and crossed his arms over his chest. "There's no need for sarcasm" He sighed and dropped his arms.
"Well for starters, my names Cory" He held his hand out and smiled, when Lo didn't respond he pulled back a bit embarrassed.

"Where am I?"

Cory looked at her with a blank face and walked closer to her. "Welcome to the Shaw household, 1863 Boston Massachusetts" His lips curled into a grin as he watched Lo react. She gasped and fell back on the bed, placing her hand on her head. "N-no, I mean how" She raised her head up and looked at Cory. "What the hell have you been smoking"
"Look I know you must be shocked but-"
"Hell yeah I am, a minute ago I was back in history class then here I am dressed up like some sort of stuffed up Barbie on crack!" Then suddenly something dawned on Lo that made her blood boil.
"How. Did I. Get Into. This. Dress."
Cory laughed and shook his head, he walked over to her and placed his hand on her shoulder. "I'm an international time traveler from the year 2163, I think I can get you dressed without looking" Her face turned red and she pushed his hand off her shoulder.

"Alright Cory, how about you explain to me why in god's name am I in the year 1863!" He chuckled and grabbed a chair nearby, placing it directly in front of her.
"Do you like history?" Lo looked around in shock shaking her head. "What the hell does that have to do with my question"

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Just answer it" She leaned in closer and looked him dead in the eye.

"You first" A slight smirk graced her face as she leaned back again. It was silent for a few moments until Cory just simply gave in.

"Alright, well I'm part of an organization called STP" She scrunched her face up in confusion and crossed her arms.

"It stands for Slackers of The Past, our job is to help kids like you to appreciate History" He couldn't help but smile, every time he would explain his job a wash of pride would over take him and he felt so proud.

Lo just sat there, paralyzed. How, why, was this happening to her of all people. She was not a slacker, lazy at the least. She had straight A's all her school career and so what if she hated History class with a burning firing passion, it certainly did not make her a slacker.

"I'll have you know that I have an A plus in my History class, so you must have gotten me confused with someone else"
Cory just smiled and shook his head, they never learn do they. "Miss Mueller, graders don't matter until you appreciate the things you learn, do you know what very important event was going on this year"

She nodded, her eyes burning into his. "Yes, the Civil War" He smiled and leaned in closer, "Correct, now would you say you care for the Civil War let alone this time period"
It took her minute to answer his question, she never really took time to think about it, yeah sure she would study and learn the material but did she ever really understand what the Civil War was really like, that's a no.

"Uh well I defiantly know a fair amount of imforma-"
No.
"You didn't answer my question love, I asked do you care for it"

She shook her head and looked down shamefully, like a little girl who got caught wearing her mother's expensive jewelry.
"Well I suggest you start learning, you said your good at that correct?" She nodded,

"So you agree 100 percent to this"

She sighed and got up. "Do I have a choice?" He was about to answer but decided not to and opened the bedroom door for her.

I hope you liked so far, it may have been a bit confusing diving back and forth between Cory and Lo's dialogue, so if was don't be afraid to tell me. Alright well don't forget to review and Happy Holidays, btw isn't Matthew Broderick the most adorable thing ever? :D