I was putting away some old books in the cellar. Mr. Brown had asked me to help him to clean-up the classroom. I heard some noise at the other side of the cellar. It must be the rats, I thought. I wanted to go back up-stairs. Suddenly there was a bright light, from where I had heard the noise. I hid myself behind a large load of books. When the light was cleared there was a man in the middle of the room.
He was absent minded, it seemed. He turned around and stared at the spot where he just had appeared. That light? Is this some kind of time travelling? I knew that Mr. Brown was working on this. He always loved to tell about it in class.
Should I show myself to this man? After a few minutes I made my decision. "Hello?" The man turned around to face me. His golden eyes starred in mine. "Can I help you?" I asked. He studied me from head to toe. "Ce qui est de l'année?" {What year is it?} His smooth, dark, yet strong voice asked. I was never good in French. "I don't understand, sir." "What takes so long there?" It was Mr. Brown. "Nothing sir, just a book." She grabbed a book from the load she had been hiding behind. Stay here, she motioned with her hands to the man. She climbed up the stairs. "There you are." Mr. Brown walked up to her. "May I see the book?"He pointed at it. She gave it to him. "The Time Machine from H... Interesting choice, lady." He handed her the book. "Well I think we are done for today, you can go home now." He waited at the door for her to leave. How could she get the man out of the cellar? Mr. Brown could never see him. More important, how could she get back in the school if everything was locked. She made a plan. Walked to her bag, which lay beside her table. Next to her table was a window. She made her book fall, while she grabbed her book from the floor she leaned against the window. It opened a bit. All she could hope for was that the French man would stay in the cellar. She walked to the door and thanked Mr. Brown for holding the door open. He locked the classroom door and they walked outside, together. "Till Monday, enjoy the weekend", he said. She gave him a nervous smile and waited for him to leave in his DeLorean DMC-12. When he was out of sight she walked to the other side of the school building. Her fingers slid under the narrow opening of the window. She was glad she had small fingers. Once she had opened the window she climbed inside.
A/N: This is my first fic. Please R/R! What do you think about the story?