To The Past!
Disclaimer: I Don't own so don't sue mmkay? Anyway, this has been in my head for a while so tell me what you think. I know I have a few unfinished stories, but I kinda wanted to do this one. So don't be mad if you liked my other stories, I have writers block on them. Anyway, on with the story!
"Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, my dad will kill you when he finds out!" A boy about the age of 16 asks the girl standing next to him. "Not to mention it's pretty risky, what we're doing." I don't think it's a very good idea anyway. He looks down as the unvoiced thought floats through his head. Messing with the past is only going to ruin the future. Didn't she learn anything from the legion?
"It's no riskier than patrolling the city at night. Anyway, that's where you come in, my dear. You are going to keep him distracted long enough for me to change the past and come back completely unscathed. Trust me, in the long run, he'll thank us for it." The girl says as she goes to her jewelery box and pulls out a belly-ring with a small blue glowing gem. She didn't want anyone from the past knowing she had super powers unless it was truly necessary. She continues looking through it as she pulls out a silver bracelet with a glowing green gem on it, it's harmful effects nullified by the belly-ring she had just put on. "Thanks Chloe." She says under her breath smiling slightly at all the glowing jewelery in her lead lined box. She had every Kryptonite accessory for every occasion.
The boy snorts at being called dear and grabs a small backpack from a shelf and begins packing clothes into it from the closet. "Do you own anything other than flannel? I mean really you're just like-" He asks putting shirt after shirt into the bag frowning at her terrible taste in clothing. He was a boy and he still noticed she dressed terribly.
"I swear you finish that sentence with just like your dad, you will be singing a new octave, Skylar." The girl says sharply as she grabs some undergarments from a dresser on the other side of her room and tosses them to the boy, smiling slightly as his eyes widen at what she threw at him. "It's not my fault that my mom wasn't here to tell me what was fashionable and what wasn't." She murmured softly, her eyes beginning to water. She bit her lip stubbornly refusing to let the tears fall.
Skylar regretted his word vomit immediately. Trying to ease the mood he dismissed the threat with a wave of his free hand as he knew she'd never go through with it."Yeah, cept you know my mom would make you live your worst fear if you did that. She unlike my dad, actually wants grandchildren." He said lightheartedly. "Uhhhhh, maybe you should finish packing." He said changing the subject, his eyes trying to focus on anything other then the undergarments he was putting in the bag. Jeeze, does she have no feminine modesty? He thought softly as he placed another garment in the bag. Then again, she has always hung with the boys more than the girls, but still... He paused mid-thought as he looked down at the red and blue lace bra he was holding. I never imagined she'd wear something like this! He felt a small warmth creeping up as a splash of pink crossed his cheeks as he unintentionally got an image of her walking to the very closet he was standing in-front of in nothing but the bra.
"Why..." The girl raised an eyebrow at the question as she turned to face him again watching him, analyzing the expressions playing across his face. "OH MY GOD, SKYLAR, ARE YOU BLUSHING ABOUT MY UNDERWARE?" She asked, then burst out into a huge grin as heat flooded the boy's face. "You are so pathetic! Oooh Tara has a bra! Oooh she has girl parts." She said in a high pitched mimicking tone.
"N-NO!" He yelled all too quickly, turning away from the now laughing girl he's had a crush on since the 4th grade. "I just think that you should pack your personal things." Skylar said quietly trying to will away the heat in his face.
"Sure. Sure." She said, tying her long brown hair into a messy pony tail as she suddenly remembered something she was missing. "Hey finish packing, I need to go get something." She said then ran out of the room.
"Tara wha-?" He asked, frowning as he realized she was already out of the room. Finishing putting all the clothes in the backpack, he flopped down on the bed, letting the pack fall softly to the floor. He closed his eyes as he listened to some metal song from like the 1990's that was pouring through some retro looking speakers. You really need to update you're music. He thought as he got up to shut off the stereo
Tara ran back up the stairs and burst into the room, the door opening with a sharp thud. "Omg Skylar! Tess is here to pick us up, I need to leave now!" She said, slinging her back across her shoulder as she pulled a ring out of her pocket.
"Why is my mom picking us up?" Skylar asked worriedly. The only time she picked them up was when something bad had happened, otherwise it was always his dad who came and got them. He always preferred riding with his dad, who let him and Tara drink on the way, than with his mom who always watched the two with thoughtful eyes that kind of creeped him out.
"Oh, I don't know, you can find out when you leave, but right now I need to go!" She said as she embraced Skylar in a big hug. So I can find my mom. She stepped away and slipped the ring on her finger. "I'll be back!" And everything will be right, you'll see!